At this moment, he bowed his head slightly, which can be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to the name of the non-empty monk towards himself.

"Amitabha."

Behind the monk appeared out of thin air, a hundred-zhang high golden body Buddha appeared, the whole body was shrouded in golden light, sacred and ethereal, as if the Buddha had descended, and the Buddha statue was somewhat similar to the monk under the closer look.

The Buddha statue is wearing a purple and gold robe, on which countless golden inscriptions are engraved, exuding a sacred and simple atmosphere, and the words are like golden rivers, and those inscriptions are like golden mountains.

The Buddha statue raised its palm, and a Zen staff suddenly appeared in the palm, the whole body of the Zen staff was carved by thousands of years, the wood was as hard as iron, smooth as jade. The body of the rod is carved with intricate Buddhist patterns, each of which contains the meaning of the Buddha, while the Buddha statue at the top of the stick shimmers with a pale golden sheen.

The Buddha is majestic, holding a staff, not angry and self-imposing.

The Buddha statue lowered its eyes, and a pair of huge golden eyes overlooked the two of them, imposing, majestic and solemn. If ordinary monks saw this scene, they were afraid that they would have been frightened into the six gods, and they would be full of urine. But after all, the other party had escaped from the hands of the Buddha's patriarch.

Li Zhu raised his head slightly, looked at the Buddha, and looked as usual.

After the black-clothed man next to him saw the hundred-zhang tall Buddha, he had some palpitations, but he didn't expect that the bald donkey still had a hand, if he hadn't arrived in time from Zhu, he was only afraid that he would be more than lucky.

The Buddha lifted the staff and touched it gently.

Above the sea of clouds, there was a loud bang, with the Buddha as the center, suddenly exploded a circle of ripples, the air was resounded with a deafening thunder, the surrounding towering peaks were shattered, the mountains and rocks rolled, and the peaks were cut off by the waist with a bang, the momentum was huge, like the immortals cutting the moon.

A light flashed on the Zen staff, and then the man in black felt an ancient majestic aura rushing towards him, and the aura was intertwined and chaotic, gradually forming a huge magic circle, like a cage of heaven and earth.

A burst of quaint coercion hit the man in black's body, as if a huge hand was pressing him down, his legs seemed to be injected with lead, his body couldn't move, and the forehead of the man in black oozed beads of sweat, and his heart throbbed.

It was a little embarrassing for him to face a monk of the Cave Xuan Realm facing a monk of the Merge Dao Realm, not to mention that the other party had even shown his golden body at this moment.

Every monk of the Merge Dao Realm will manifest a unique Dharma Appearance after fusing the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, which is also unique to the monks after the Fourteen Realms, and the Dharma of each Merge Dao Realm monk corresponds to a different Great Dao Evolution, so this is why only the monks after the Merge Dao Realm are called "Immortals".

Li Zhu spread out one after another fierce sword qi, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the sword light flew like flowers and leaves, destroying the aura cage besieging the two in an instant.

The man in black breathed a sigh of relief after feeling the sense of oppression on his body disappear, and turned his head to look at Li Zhu.

On the side, Li Zhu's expression was faint, he looked up at the Buddha, met his golden eyes, his body was unmoved, and he was not affected by the Buddha in the slightest. The primary purpose of coming from Zhu this time is to force Lu Ran to take action in person and break the rules established by himself, but now the first thing is to solve the monk clone in front of him.

And on the canopy that was previously cut open by Zhu with a sword of the natal flying sword, a large array of mountains and rivers of the law and heaven and earth suddenly descended, and hundreds of rolling rivers were manifested in it, located under the sea of clouds, like a picture of white mountains and rivers unfolding leisurely, the painting was dotted with stars, the rivers and rivers were vertical and horizontal, and the mountains and rivers were wrapped in bursts of thunder, and they crashed into the Buddha behind the monk.

The Buddha did not exert any magical powers, but just waved the staff in his hand, and the Zen staff hit the big array, and the heavens and the earth rippled, and the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of 100 miles was stirred, setting off a monstrous shock.

Lizhu patted the vermilion gourd on his waist, and in an instant, tens of thousands of wisps of Xiao killing sword qi suddenly bloomed between heaven and earth, shining as bright as day within a radius of ten miles, and these sword qi were like mist filling the smoke and clouds on the Yanbo River, white light surrounded thunder, cloudy and uncertain.

The sword qi is like a waterfall, from top to bottom, straight to the empty monk.

The sword qi instantly penetrated the arm of the Buddha Xiang, drew arcs and fell again, once again piercing the arm of the Buddha Xiang's staff.

Ups and downs, and so on.

The arm of the Buddha of the non-empty monk has already become scarred at this moment, and countless dense holes have appeared, which is particularly shocking.

The monk looked at this calmly.

Seeing those sword qi rushing towards the Buddha again, a new round of rushing and killing began.

The Buddha raised his arm and smashed his fist on the sword qi, which suddenly splashed out countless sword lights, and at the same time shattered the sword qi, instantly bursting out with a bright incandescent light, illuminating the entire sky, and after colliding with the sword qi, the Buddha could no longer support it and dissipated into golden light between heaven and earth.

The domineering power of sword cultivation lies in this, even if it does not rely on other external forces in the same realm, the opponent can be suppressed only by the condensed sword qi, not to mention that Li Zhu is still a real Hedao realm sword cultivator.

With a light tap from Zhu's toes, his figure suddenly jumped up, stepped on the void in one step, and threw a punch, the momentum was even greater than the palm that the man in black had made before, and it appeared a few feet away from the empty monk in an instant.

Gangfeng agitated, wrapped in sword qi.

Li Zhu's punch is extraordinary, although it is not as good as the essence of pure martial arts, but it is integrated with a trace of sword intent, and under a closer look, it can be found that wisps of slender sword qi like silver light are condensed around the fist seal.

The monk of Bukong fluttered his clothes for a while, and the robe was hunting, and then an identical Zen staff appeared in the hands of the monk, the natal weapon of the monk "Glass Staff", he put the Zen staff horizontally in front of him, and flicked his fingers lightly.

The Zen staff trembled, the twelve tin rings rattled, and tens of thousands of golden scriptures appeared on the body of the staff in an instant, in every square inch.

The monk said softly, "Go." ”

A rainbow-like rainbow-like rainbow of colorful light instantly hung between heaven and earth, one of the monk's natal powers, "Liulijing", and the colorful light collided with the fist print.

After the two sides collided, the power of the moves of both sides was reduced a lot, and the sword qi around the fist print burst out.

A sword light was struck by "Liulijing" and fell to a certain mountain under the sea of clouds, and the mountain collapsed and cracked, razing to the ground.

Thanks to the fact that there is a no-man's land nearby, there are few people within a radius of 100 miles, and there is no trace of life, if there are villages or something nearby, I am afraid that they have been completely destroyed.

There are also sword lights that are shot into the rivers thousands of miles away, and the waves are rolling, setting off huge waves.

Li Zhu frowned slightly and said, "I didn't expect you to have some skills as a monk." ”

The monk clasped his hands together and said indifferently: "Amitabha, all the ten thousand laws are born from the heart, and the poor monk is just a few fur skills." ”

Li Zhu smiled: "It is worthy of being a person who can sit and discuss the Tao with many Buddhas, it was this king who looked away before, but I don't know if you can hold this sword?" ”

The monk stretched out a hand and said calmly: "The donor is out of the sword." ”

Li Zhu nodded, waved a little void, a white rainbow suddenly came, Li Zhu's fingers gently wiped the sword body, like a little water Qiuhong, the sword body was as clear as a mirror, the sun and the moon were bright in the autumn Hong, and the sword body was re-condensed with wisps of sword qi around the sword body, like a comet dragging out a streamer, brilliant and dazzling.

The sword qi poured down like moonlight, blooming with thousands of rich sword qi, the sword light was bright, and the white rainbow was vertical and horizontal, slashing towards the non-empty monk. Each sword qi contained a majestic and rich sword qi, as well as a trace of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth that Li Zhu himself had realized.

The black-clothed man on the side gasped, it was the first time he had seen his eldest brother use this sword move, in the past, their eldest brother who was the second-in-command of the demon clan always looked like he was in a mood, and he didn't care about anything, and then he simply became the shopkeeper directly. And in the eyes of the demon monks, Li Zhu is obviously the outlier among them, especially after he traveled to the Western Buddhist country, this performance is even worse, everyone suspects that Li Zhu is converted to Buddhism and became a monk under the Buddha's ancestor, and now it seems that there is no one worthy of their eldest brother's sword.

The robe worn by the monk is made of many heavenly treasures and the golden body of the Buddha Arhat, which can be called a semi-immortal rank of the robe.

At this moment, this robe was shining with golden light, and a large amount of spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged to the robe, blocking the sword qi released by Li Zhu, but Li Zhu's sword intent was not the sword intent of ordinary sword cultivation, the sword intent was rich and majestic, and just one body of sword intent could make the Dao heart of ordinary monks shattered, so at this moment, the robe of the non-empty monk only blocked part of the sword qi, and the other part of the sword qi hit the shoulders of the non-empty monk, leaving a series of deep and visible wounds, and the skin and flesh were open.

The figure of the non-empty monk flashed, flashing several miles away, and the wound on his shoulder was spreading and deteriorating due to the residual sword qi, and it was scarlet, and white bones could be seen.