Zhang Xueyang was about to die with a smile, but the life-seeking blade had not fallen, he opened his eyes, and in front of him was an emaciated old monk who caught the blade with two fingers, and he immediately said sincerely: "Master Xie came to the rescue!"

Old man Liu's fingers flashed a golden color, and with a slight fold, the long knife was broken with a click and fell to the ground.

"Buddha Gate Golden Body Arhat!"

Zhang Xueyang was startled, and even more respectful, Old Man Liu came over and helped him and Ling Xiangyuan up, and said to Ling Xiangyuan: "Little brother, after you are a loyal minister, you should not die!"

"Are you the ...... of the Liu family's bookstore" Ling Xiangyuan asked, his heart was full of doubts, no wonder there were treasures such as Nirvana Buddhist scriptures stored in a small bookstore, and Old Man Liu was actually a golden-bodied Arhat of Buddhism.

The old monk smiled slightly and said: "The small is hidden in the mountains, the big is hidden in the city, and the old man's law is floating in the air!"

"Levitation Master!"

Zhang Xueyang seemed to have heard something shocking, and explained to Ling Xiangyuan: "There are a total of eighteen people in the Buddhist sect "empty", who are famous in the mainland for the Arhat Golden Body Recipe in Mahayana Buddhism, and are known as the Eighteen Golden Arhats of the Thousand Buddha Temple, and every cultivator is in the Nine Heavens of the Martial Sect. ”

At that time, it was rumored that in order to break through to the cultivation of the Martial King, the floating master practiced all the way, but he was nowhere to be found, and it turned out that he was hiding in the Northern Desert City.

These Ling Xiangyuan didn't know, but Zhang Xueyang was a southerner of Xiangyuan before fleeing to the Northern Desert, and the name of the Golden Body Eighteen Arhats of the Thousand Buddha Temple shook the mainland.

It's just that now the eighteen Arhats are gradually retreating, and they are concentrating on asking, and over time, the younger generation has long forgotten their names.

Thousands of martial disciples surrounded the three of them, and when they saw that the floating air was here to save Ling Xiangyuan, one of the martial disciples shouted: "Stinky monk, get out of the way, don't hinder us from doing things!"

Floating smiled, not angry, turned around and said: "The donor is angry, his words are arrogant, today I float to take away this loyal good, if you want to stop it, you can try it." ”

Zhang Xueyang and Ling Xiangyuan listened, thinking to themselves, this floating master has such a strange temper, so many martial artists, can he stop it?

"Stinky monk, where did you get so many words!" the martial artist just now said arrogantly, there were thousands of martial artists standing behind him, could he still be afraid of a monk.

Floating in the air and drinking cold, the golden vitality of the lower dantian surged, the heavens and the earth were turbulent, the wind and snow were changing, a huge golden-bodied Buddha sat behind him with his eyes closed, and the surrounding martial artists were all swept out by a golden Buddha power.

"Martial King, there is a Martial King in the Northern Desert City?"

In Ling's mansion, the black-robed man felt an extremely strong Buddha power, as if it was coming from the place where Ling Xiangyuan was, his face changed, his body was like lightning, and he ran towards the source of Buddha power.

At the same time, on the second floor of the Xueyang Restaurant in Beimo City, a black-robed man also left.

A group of martial artists fell to the ground, but they were not injured, and after all, they were people in the Buddhist sect and did not commit the precept of killing.

"Martial King, he broke through!" Zhang Xueyang looked at the huge golden-bodied Buddha in front of him in disbelief, with a look of disbelief, he took a step further and stepped into the realm of Martial King in the air.

Ling Xiangyuan stared blankly at the floating air, shocked in his heart, is this the strength of the Martial King?

"Let's go, there's an annoying fly coming up behind!"

Floating in the air with vitality to hold up Ling Xiangyuan and Zhang Xueyang, walking in the air, golden lotuses blooming in the air, he stepped out of the air, and his figure had appeared a hundred meters away.

Every time you lift your feet in the air, the huge golden lotus blooms on the toes, and after the feet fall, the golden lotus is annihilated, and the air is flooded with waves, as if walking in the air in the sea of suffering.

This is the supreme martial arts recorded in the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures of Buddhism Buddha crossing the sea of suffering, the realm of the martial king can be volleyed into the void, practiced to the fullest, inch by inch thousands of miles away.

This martial art is shrunk into inches with the Taoists, the demon clan shifts shapes, and the demon clan Lei Tengyun runs to the name, all of which are heaven-level mid-grade martial arts.

Ling Xiangyuan and Zhang Xueyang walked in the air for the first time, although they were a little uncomfortable, they were extremely excited in their hearts, and they were extremely envious of such martial arts.

The golden lotus bloomed under the feet of the floating air, the bitter sea was churning, boundless, he only took a few steps, and he had reached the desert outside the Northern Desert City.

"Master, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Ling Xiangyuan was taken out of the Northern Desert City by floating in the air, a magnetic voice came from behind, and the three of them turned around to see that it was a black-robed man.

At first, Ling Xiangyuan and Zhang Xueyang both thought that it was the black-robed man in the Ling Mansion, but when they saw that the black-robed man was empty and could catch up with the speed of the air, they were both shocked, and there was actually another martial king in the Northern Desert City.

"Hmph, where is the old man going, do you care?"

The man in the black robe hid his face, he couldn't see his face clearly, his body was slightly thin, and he was dressed like the black-robed man in the Ling Mansion.

The black-robed man sneered, looked at Ling Xiangyuan and the two and said, "I don't care where the master goes, but you have to leave me with the two of them." ”

Floating in the air is a notoriously bad temper, the man in the black robe said this, the floating temper came up, rolled up the sleeves of the robe and lowered the sleeves of his shirt, put his hands together, and said in a cold voice: "My Buddha is compassionate!"

Generally speaking, if he says this sentence in the air, it means that he is going to hit someone, and this Buddha name can be regarded as asking the Buddha to forgive him for his crimes.

"Monk, what's the matter? You want to make two moves with me?" the black-robed man snorted coldly, looking at the appearance of the floating rolled sleeves, eager to try.

Ling Xiangyuan looked at the floating air, he thought to himself, Old Man Liu has such a bad temper? When he saw King Wu, he rolled up his sleeves and did it? When did the monks become so violent?

Just as he was talking to the black-robed man in the air, the black-robed man in Ling's mansion also arrived, he stared at Ling Xiangyuan, when the two martial kings were fighting, he had no time to take care of him, so he could kill Ling Xiangyuan.

Ling Xiangyuan and Zhang Xueyang saw the black-robed man arrive, the two black-robed men were hiding their faces in black-robes, and their clothes were similar, it seemed that the two of them were in a group, and they thought something was wrong.

Floating in the air is also a person who understands, so he naturally understands what the two are worried about, and he suddenly said: "The old man has something important to do today, so I won't do anything with you." ”

Floating in the air, the black-robed man in the Martial King Realm frowned slightly, and the two black-robed men seemed to be secretly communicating.

After a while, he dodged to stop the air and said, "Master, since you don't do it, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The black-robed man's yellow yuan power emanated, and a huge yellow dragon soared behind him, the dragon was coiled, standing in the sky, the scale armor was like a dustpan, and the red vertical pupils in his cold eyes were constricted, staring at the small three people in front of him.

Floating in the air and shouting, the whole person turned golden, like an Arhat descending to earth, the golden light is bright, a huge golden Buddha stands behind him, the golden Buddha's eyes are slightly closed, the Buddha's light shines, shines on the sky, majestic and solemn.

"Martial King Faxiang, it seems that the floating master is really moving!"

Ling Xiangyuan and Zhang Xueyang fell to the ground, and the two of them were as small as ants in front of the giant Buddha Jin Jiao.

The black-robed man who was watching coldly on the wall of the Northern Desert City saw that he had no time to take care of the two of them, and he couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, you can't escape today!"

As he spoke, the purple true qi in the purple mansion of the black-robed man flowed, and as soon as the magic trick came out, the purple thunder in the sky rolled, and the purple thunder with the thickness of a bucket shot towards Ling Xiangyuan like thunder.

Thundered......

The purple thunder fell densely, destroying the world with its power, just like the end of the world.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Technique!"

Zhang Xueyang is well-informed, and he can see the power of purple thunder at a glance, and the black-robed man Yuan Ying cultivates, and even uses the Heavenly Thunder Recipe to the Transformation Realm.

The thunder and lightning fell, each of which was the thickness of a bucket, densely packed, Ling Xiangyuan's body method was too poor, he couldn't dodge, he was struck by a heavenly thunderbolt, and the flesh was immediately split, if it weren't for his abnormal physique, this heavenly thunder would have killed him.

Ling Xiangyuan was struck to the ground by the thunder, his scorched body had a scorching smell, he stood up strongly, Zhang Xueyang avoided the thunder, turned into a white lightning, and rushed towards the black-robed man who was casting spells on the city wall.

He had been physically injured earlier, but now his actions remained the same, and the thunder hit him from time to time, he used his mental power to resist the thunder, his spirit was sluggish, and he shouted: "Hurry up!"

"Senpai!"

Ling Xiangyuan's stunned head was instantly awakened by the heavenly thunder, and when he was looking, Zhang Xueyang had already rushed into the rolling heavenly thunder, and it was impossible to stop it.

Ling Xiangyuan held back tears, his mind was blurry for a while, he understood that Zhang Xueyang could never turn back.

The thunder came from behind him, and it was too late if he didn't leave, Ling Xiangyuan gritted his teeth, dragged his embarrassed figure, and fled into the desert.

This is the second time he has entered the Northern Desert alone, the Northern Desert is full of wind and snow, he does not look back, and frantically flees forward, his figure is exposed to the snow.

The black-robed man chased after him from afar, and in this vast white desert, Ling Xiangyuan had nowhere to hide.

"Boy, why are you so embarrassed?" was fleeing, and Qing Xuanzhe's voice came from his body.

"Qing Xuanzhe senior!"

Ling Xiangyuan was overjoyed in his heart and said, "It's too late to explain to you, think about how to get rid of the big trouble behind you!"

"Alas... My deity is dealing with a tricky matter, I ......"

Qing Xuanzhe said unhurriedly, suddenly stopped, and said loudly: "Boy, run to the left!"

When Ling Xiangyuan heard this, his figure flashed to the left and fled to the left. He had just adjusted his position when a purple lightning bolt fell from the direction he had fled, splitting a large pit the size of a bucket in the snow, emitting black smoke.

"Good boy, you actually dare to provoke the cultivators of the Yuan Infant Stage. ”

Qing Xuanzhe saw at a glance the cultivation of the person chasing behind him, and shouted, "Hurry to the right!"

When Ling Xiangyuan heard this, he dodged to the right, and a purple thunder fell in the direction he had just fled.

"It's strange, this kid can actually predict my Nine Heavens Thunder Technique!"

The black-robed man chased closely behind Ling Xiangyuan, he cultivated both immortal and martial arts, and the martial artist cultivated to be about a heavy heaven in the martial arts realm, and his body explosiveness was not as good as Ling Xiangyuan, so he could only follow closely behind.

He had just split out two heavenly thunderbolts, and he thought that Ling Xiangyuan's body method was poor and he couldn't dodge it, but he didn't expect Ling Xiangyuan to be like a hanger, and predicted that his heavenly thunder would fall.

The black-robed man thought to himself, this kid is really lucky, and he backhanded four heavenly thunderbolts.