Chapter 772: The Buried Truth

"How can you, and the sword!"

The pale-faced Buddha Saint stared at Yang Shi with a look of disbelief.

Yang Yan grinned: "Why can't there be?" ”

"Not only do I have, but there are many!"

Yang Shi stretched out his hand and made a move, and he had an extra sword in his hand.

The Buddha's eyes widened instantly, and he didn't notice how this long sword appeared.

"What? Surprised? ”

"I'm more than just this sword." Yang Yan grinned.

The long sword in his hand was released, and then the sword heart was pulled, and the long sword was pulled by the sword heart, and it did not fall to the ground, and was directly suspended by his side.

Immediately after, a long sword appeared in Yang Xian's hand again.

Then Yang Yan waved his hands, and there were seven or eight long swords suspended around him, all of which were blue or green in quality.

Yang Xian put his fingers together, and pointed to Cheng Jian and looked at the Buddha Saint in front of him with a playful expression: "If you have any other means, just use it quickly, otherwise there will be no chance." ”

After speaking, Yang Xian waved his hand.

Seven or eight long swords flew towards the Buddha in an instant.

Dragon Swordsmanship!

Sword Qi Dragon!

Yang Shi's True Qi blessing, these long swords that only had green and blue qualities couldn't support Yang Shi's True Qi infusion at all.

On the blade of the sword, cracks appeared.

The blue quality is slightly better, and the green quality sword is already covered with cracks like spider webs.

However, their mission is only a one-off.

Brush brush brush ~

Without a long sword, under the infusion of Yang Shi's true qi, a terrifying sword momentum erupted, and then a sword qi swimming dragon was formed.

Seven or eight sword qi swam the dragon, carrying a terrifying aura and rushing towards the Buddha Saint.

Facing the sword qi swimming dragon that rushed over, the Buddha Saint felt the threat of death.

However, in the face of the death crisis, the Buddha not only did not panic, but showed a cold smile.

"Stinky boy, you forced me."

Rumble!

At this time, a huge aura suddenly appeared on the side.

The speed was extremely fast and slammed into Yang Xi.

Yang Xian raised his eyebrows, and looked sideways at a golden light.

Brush!

A longsword appeared in his hand again, but this time it was of purple quality.

The sword swung.

The wind is uncertain!

The huge sword qi blasted towards that golden light.

While!

A sound of gold and stone convergence came out, and the golden light was directly shaken away.

Yang Yan looked at it fixedly, only to find that the golden light was a Buddhist Zen staff.

However, the whole body is golden, it seems to be made of gold, and there is a sword mark on it.

The material of gold is not very hard, and it is normal to be cut out of a sword mark.

However, Yang Xian visually observed that the volume of this golden Zen staff is not small, and the whole body is made of gold, and the value is not low.

These bald donkeys are not only strong, but also seem to be rich and oily, such a golden Zen staff, flashy.

Simplicity... Expensive!

Rumble!

Ahead, there was a sudden terrifying upheaval.

Yang Xian raised his eyebrows, that feeling came!

Looking back, Yang Xi saw the fragments of the long sword flying in the sky, and the long swords of those sword qi dragons were all shattered.

The sword qi dragon also collapsed.

The long sword, which was already on the verge of reaching the extreme, naturally shattered with a single touch.

At this time, there was an unfamiliar monk beside the Buddha.

The breath Yang Yan is familiar, and the golden Zen staff just now should have been thrown by him.

The pinnacle of the realm.

However, at this time, his qi was connected to the qi of the Buddha, and a huge Buddha Dharma appeared on the heads of the two of them.

Yang Xian raised his eyebrows, a half-step martial god and a stopper, they can also be fused.

However, it seems that their Buddha Dharma Appearance requires at least two people to fuse.

"Tsk, your hand is quite interesting, which alien race did you learn from?" Yang Yan smacked his lips and asked.

And the Buddha's pupils did shrink violently!

"You!"

The Buddha looked at Yang Shi deadly...

"Who the hell are you?"

The Buddha Saint stared at Yang Shi and opened his mouth in disbelief, even more surprised than Yang Shi just now when he changed his sword out of thin air.

Yang Yan raised his eyebrows, why was he so surprised?

That's right!

Alien!

I mentioned the alien race, it seems that these monks of the Pure Land of Buddhism do have a problem.

"Impossible, how can you know about the alien race?"

Sure enough, the next sentence of the Buddha confirmed Yang Shi's conjecture.

In fact, Yang Xi is also quite curious about this.

Because if it weren't for the accidental encounter with the ink butterfly, Yang Xi would not have been able to fully know the secrets of the Martial God Temple and the alien race three thousand years ago.

Now in the entire Shenzhou Continent, almost no one knows about it, and there is no record of the alien race more than 3,000 years ago, and there are no records in various classics.

Logically, this should not be possible.

After all, before Yang Xian crossed over, clues could be found in the events of four or five thousand years ago.

The Shenzhou Continent has only been more than 3,000 years, and there have been no major changes, resulting in the discontinuation of generations, and it is impossible for the records of foreign races to be completely devoid of talents.

For the maid, Mo Die is also quite curious.

Because according to Mo Die, more than 3,000 years ago, they actually left a lot of records about the Martial God Temple and alien races.

After all, they have been fighting with aliens for so many years, and there will definitely be no shortage of research on aliens.

Three thousand years later, the people of the world are completely unaware of the existence of alien races.

This is not right no matter how you look at it.

Secondly, it is the Martial God Temple.

Almost everyone knows that the Martial God Temple hides the secret of achieving the Martial God.

Only by opening the Martial God Temple can you become a Martial God.

In this case, if someone who doesn't know opens the Martial God Temple, if the passage from three thousand years ago still exists, it is equivalent to opening Pandora's box.

But the rumors about the Martial God Temple have always been to induce everyone to open the Martial God Temple.

No matter how you look at it, it's all ill-intentioned.

The monk at the peak of the realm on the side looked confused, I don't know why, what kind of dumb riddle are the two of them playing?

Thinking of this, Yang Xi looked at the Buddha and Sage, and had some vague guesses in his heart.

"There is no record of the alien race at all, so it seems that it is the handiwork of your Pure Land." Yang Xi said lightly.

Otherwise, this Buddha saint would not have been so surprised after he said that he was of a different race.

"You, you will die today!"

The Buddha Saint did not answer Yang Shi's question, and stared at Yang Shi directly, his eyes gloomy.

At the same time, the Buddha's Dharma appearance fused with the Buddha saint and the monk of the peak realm exuded a terrifying momentum.

"Looks like I didn't guess wrong." Yang Yan grinned.

Now it seems that this Pure Land of Buddhism is a big problem.

Secretly destroy any records of alien races more than 3,000 years ago on the Great Road.

Then, induce the world to open the Martial God Temple.

And...

That black-clothed organization seems to have been formed by the Pure Land of Buddhism, and its purpose is to search for traces of the Martial God Temple and collect the key of the Martial God.

No matter how you look at it, this Pure Land of Buddhism has a certain purpose...

"It seems that there are more secrets of your Pure Land than I imagined."

Thinking of this, Yang Xian's gaze at the Buddha Sage became even colder.