"Good. ”

Lin Zhao did not refuse, as far as God could see, covering a radius of 432 miles.

The vast realm of the gods is under control.

"Mountain!"

Lin Zhao called the mountain.

Immediately, there were mountain peaks rising from the ground and leaping forward. Among the peaks, three figures can be faintly seen.

It was Lin Zhao who was canonized, and the mountain god and his subordinate mountain patrol generals and scribes.

The three gods obeyed the decree of Lin Zhao, and with the help of Lin Zhao, they rose up the mountain and smashed into the dead wood monk.

"It's-"

The Deadwood Monk has always been indifferent, and even his eyes have not fluctuated much, but now his face has changed greatly.

The mountain peaks hundreds of zhang high smashed fiercely, and the strength was far beyond imagination.

Who dares to resist?

The Deadwood Divine Monk is the great master of the Star Realm, and he does not dare to fight.

Vedopus!

The light of the Buddha blooms, and the true yuan is vertical and horizontal!

The deadwood monk did not dare to collide with the mountain peak, and used the top body technique of the Great Chan Temple to attack Lin Zhao.

Legend has it that when the Buddha entered Nirvana, the evil demon snatched the Buddha's bones, and Veda chased after him in time and struggled to regain them. Therefore, Buddhism regarded him as a bodhisattva who drove away evil spirits and protected the Dharma.

And Wei Tuo's step is the footwork that Wei Tuo used when he chased the evil demons.

This statement is a little legendary.

But Vedopus is truly extraordinary.

The deadwood monk seems to be incarnated as Veda Bodhisattva, protecting the Dharma and respecting the Buddha. One after another, the true element leaked out of the body, stirring the void.

However!

"Imprisoned!"

Lin Zhao pointed out and snatched the authority of heaven and earth. The Deadwood Monk controlled the aura of heaven and earth, but was completely deprived by Lin Zhao. It is imprisoned with the power of heaven and earth.

"Oops!"

The Deadwood Monk was shocked.

He used Wei Tuo's footwork to get close to Lin Zhao, but he was imprisoned by Lin Zhao in strange ways.

At this moment alone, the huge mountain peak has already descended.

The Deadwood Divine Monk is the Great Master of the Star Realm after all.

Zhenyuan drummed, and his palms kept slapping out, shattering the confinement.

But at this point, it's too late to dodge!

The mountain peaks have a strong force of suppression, there are gods in the mountains, and the mountain peaks are psychic, which is even more difficult.

"Demon Sealing Fist!"

"Jiuyang Sealing the Devil's Hands!"

"Prajna a finger!"

......

The martial arts of the Great Chan Temple are subtle and profound, and they are just and yang.

The deadwood monk punched out with one fist, one palm and one finger, and he could destroy the Baizhang Mountain!

The Buddha light in the sky is vertical and horizontal, fist prints, palm prints, and finger prints are flying horizontally, and the absolute power sweeps across the universe.

Shocking!

But!

The fist fell on the mountain peak, but there was a sound of gold and stone colliding.

The mountains are one, and they can't be broken!

A strong finger is just poking a hole in the mountainside!

"How so?!"

The true yuan of the deadwood god monk was boiling, and when he saw the mountain peak falling, he couldn't care about anything else-

"Qingxi donor!"

"The poor monk admits defeat!"

How dare the deadwood monk collide with the mountain peak. Rao is a powerhouse in the Star Realm, and his physical body is transcendent and holy, and there is still a limit. If the mountain peak falls, even if it can resist it, it will suffer unimaginable heavy damage.

"Forgive me, monk. ”

If you provoke Shenwei, you will have to reap the benefits if you win, and if you lose, you want to get out of the way, how can there be such a good thing?

Can you really be deceived by gods?!

Lin Zhao shook his head, and a mountain fell down-

Rumble!

Hundreds of mountain peaks fell.

"Qingxi donor!"

Seeing this, the deadwood monk sat cross-legged, and the golden light skyrocketed, as if he had incarnated into a golden-bodied Arhat. The momentum is strong, far beyond the right and wrong, King Kong is not bad!

This is the golden body of the Buddhist Arhat, the supreme method of refining the body. The martial arts of the deadwood monk is superb, and he practices this method to the realm of the arrival of the Arhat and the protection of the golden body.

Now it works.

Rohan Protection!

The golden-bodied Arhat had his palms facing the sky, trying to resist the blow of the sky.

The mountain peaks descend and destroy everything!

Whether it is the golden body of Arhat or the martial arts of Buddhism, it is all useless.

Rumble!

The Arhat fell, and the golden body was shattered. The mountain peak smashed down heavily, smashing the dead wood monk like a bow, falling straight into the sky, crying blood in the air!

"Shhh

"Divine Monk!"

"Master!"

There was a gasp of cold air from Siye.

In the county town of Songxi, the little monk Jingxuan exclaimed in surprise and jumped into the air. Its body is like a ghost, transforming into countless phantoms and catching the deadwood monk.

The Dead Wood Monk's face turned pale and coughed up blood.

Numerous fine lines were cracked on his body, oozing blood.

Resist the mountain with a blow and not die, and the dead wood monk is worthy of the prestige of the Ming myth.

But serious injuries and dying were inevitable.

If you don't treat it in time, you will not be able to return to your martial arts cultivation.

Jing Xuan caught the Deadwood Monk, suspended his body in the air, put his palms against the back of the Deadwood Monk, and a stream of pure life energy entered the Deadwood Monk's body, and stabilized his injuries.

On the face of the deadwood priest, the color of blood quickly returned.

Seeing this, Lin Zhao couldn't help but look at Jingxuan more.

"Daring!"

"How dare you seriously injure a monk!"

"Finally exposed the true nature of the demon!"

......

Outside Songxi County, there were bursts of cheers. condemned Lin Zhao and degraded him as a demon.

Lin Zhao had no waves in his heart and didn't care.

He looked in all directions and said loudly, "The dead wood offends the divine power and should return to heaven and earth. Benjun remembered his merit in suppressing the demons in the Northern Regions, and spared him from dying. ”

"Wait!"

"If you don't know reverence, you can do it again!"

The sound spreads to the four fields.

Outside Songxi County, the faces of all the warriors turned red one by one, and they scolded and reprimanded angrily.

But no one dared to step into Songxi County.

Gestures, seriously injuring the deadwood monk.

There is still strength left, and the strength is outrageous. Who would dare to provoke such a fierce person?

Lin Zhao's gaze swept over, and no one dared to look at him.

After the blow, severe punishment was imposed, and Lin Zhao did not strike again.

Don't kill the dead wood monk, Lin Zhao has his own considerations.

One.

As Lin Zhao said, the deadwood monk led the Great Zen Temple, suppressed the demons in the Northern Regions for many years, and repeatedly entered the White Bone Temple, crossing the ghosts of the Temple, and the merits were immeasurable.

Lin Zhao was unwilling to kill him.

Second.

As the top powerhouse of the Great Zen Temple, the Dead Wood Monk has a prestige in the Ming Dynasty that is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

If Lin Zhao kills the deadwood monk, he will definitely be spurned by the world.

Whatever the reason!

This was not conducive to Lin Zhao's future preaching of Shinto faith.

The gods are indifferent, and their majesty cannot be violated. But they will not do things that harm their own interests because of their majesty.

Apathy, that is, extreme sanity.

Weigh the pros and cons for it!

Third.

Killing the deadwood monks may not be able to deter the Ming Dynasty and the powerful rivers and lakes, but they may be attacked by them in the name of righteousness. On the demon side, if he didn't dare to step forward because of fear, he would ruin Lin Zhao's big business.

So.

The Deadwood Monk was able to escape, only to be severely injured.

Even so, it is a major setback that he has not had in a hundred years!

Lin Zhao pinched the seal by hand.

The city god talisman in the body is shining, the gold list is slightly hot, and the great power of heaven and earth is mobilized. The mountain peak circled, descended from the sky, returned to its original position, and kicked up dozens of miles of smoke and dust.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

In Heping Mountain, Ye Shanze, the god of Heping Mountain, Shen Han, the general of the mountain patrol under his command, and Qian Ming, the scribe of the pen, were seriously injured and coughed up blood, and their expressions were depressed.

Heping Mountain, the grass and trees are withered, and the mountains and rocks are bleak.

It's a mess!

The mountain peaks suppress the earth, suppress the evils of the world, and do not move lightly.

For the god of the mountain, to carry the mountain to attack is a taboo. Therefore, the sacred mountain was damaged, and as the gods of the mountain, they were also severely damaged.