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The old monk finally stopped his pace, Mu Ran looked at the two supreme masters of Longhu Mountain who were trying their best to resist their own Dharma and Buddha divine skills, and said, "You are blocking my way." ”

Heavenly Sin Zhenren: "Ask the monks where they want to go?"

The Jinding Monk said: "Go where I want to go." ”

As he spoke, thousands of Sui troops in the distance seemed to have received an order, and they rumbled like a tide and advanced towards Liyangcang.

The innocent real man's face changed and said: "Divine monk, aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven if you do this?!"

His words are not empty threats and intimidation, there have been endless geniuses who have cultivated to be able to break through the realm of sitting in the light of the past and present, but no matter the two paths of righteousness and demons, very few people will appear directly in front of the two armies, let alone join the battle to capture the city.

Because there are heavenly rules in the underworld, the higher the cultivation, the less easily people can get involved in the disputes in the world, and they are not allowed to meddle in conquest and wanton killing. Otherwise, with the cultivation of the true and innocent people, they only need to go to the city for a few days, even if they can't reverse the situation, it will not be a problem to slaughter a thousand and eight hundred Sui troops.

However, since ancient times, there has been a saying that "famous generals are not allowed to see white heads", such as Xiang Yu, such as Bai Qi, and Huo Quai, all of whom were invincible god-level commanders in their era, but their ambitions were unpaid and fell halfway due to various reasons.

This is not accidental, but because he killed too much on the battlefield, he finally aroused the wrath of God and was punished by God.

What the Jinding Monk is doing now is tantamount to using his own strength to open the way for the army of Yuwen Chengdu, and the iron law of heaven has been broken by him so much that it can no longer be broken.

He said lightly: "So what, if the heavens punish me, I will destroy the heavens." ”

If the heavens condemn me, I will destroy the heavens!

These eight words came out of his mouth casually, but they shocked the true and innocent real people to change color!

For a while, there was silence on the battlefield, and countless eyes were gathered on the old monk.

At the head of the city, the eldest grandson Wuji's eyes lit up, and he shook his folding fan and said, "Handsome......"

"Bang!" Diao Xiaosi smashed on the skull of this cowardly skull, and said angrily: "Open your mung bean eyes and see clearly, the most handsome person in the world is here!"

Princess Jincheng said in a clear voice: "Jin Ding, you claim to be a Buddhist monk, but you deceived the teacher and killed the abbot of Yuding with your own hands. No matter how vast the Buddha is, no matter how merciful the Buddha is, there is no place for you to stand in the whole world!"

The Jinding Divine Monk said coldly: "Little girl is talking nonsense, Senior Brother Yuding is practicing in Emei retreat at the moment, and all the monks in our temple have witnessed it with their own eyes. ”

Princess Jincheng was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "You are a good means, you actually prepared a stand-in puppet early." But if no one knows, he must not do it...... If you do evil things, God will not punish you and the Buddha will not tolerate it!"

The Jinding Divine Monk frowned and said, "Wordy." "Step forward.

The Heavenly Sin True Man and the Innocent True Man suddenly felt a sudden increase in pressure, and the fairy sword above their heads buzzed and trembled.

The innocent real man shouted: "Jin Ding, do you really want to be the enemy of the righteous way in the world?!"

A contemptuous sneer escaped from the corner of the Golden Tripod Divine Monk's lips, and he took a second step forward silently.

The sinful real person and the innocent real person looked at each other and shouted in unison, and the sword in his hand struck forward.

At the moment of the great enemy, the two of them do not have any capital to show mercy to their subordinates. The so-called righteous path is a group of harmonious qi with the same qi and branches, and it has long been crushed by the feet of the Jinding monk at this moment.

The two swords were raised at the same time, and behind the two real people, two cloud patterns emerged, a dragon and a tiger, and the yin and yang were combined, and the strong and soft converged and the mighty soup slammed towards the Jinding monk.

When he landed, the tiger roared and the dragon roared within a radius of thirty zhang, and even a speck of dust was strangled by the dragon and tiger sword qi that was vertical and horizontal!

The Jinding Monk calmly handed out the staff of precept and wisdom, as if nothing was in the world, there was a soft sound of "ding", just like the sound of the staff gently smashing on the eggshell.

The innocent real person and the heavenly sin real person roared backwards in unison, the dragon and tiger cloud patterns around them rolled and twisted almost out of shape, and the two fairy swords were weirdly bent, as if they had been struck by that rod and bowed down!

The eldest grandson Wuji, Zhang Wuji and the others above the city couldn't help but be shocked, and a chill rose from their backbones.

I knew that the Jinding monk of the road had already comprehended the secret of the solemn Pure Land Dao Tian, and was the first master of Buddhism in the world after the death of the monk of the empty tripod. But the scene in front of me still can't be believed, a light face, and it repels the all-out attack of two top masters - it's okay, but it's not so strong that it's perverted, right?

Especially the eldest grandson Wuji, who had a head-to-head confrontation with the Jinding Monk in Chang'an. At that time, although the Jinding Divine Monk was powerful, it was not as terrifying as it is now.

In just half a year or so, his cultivation has gone one step further, and his talent is almost unmatched!

"The tenth layer of the Dharma Buddha is the same...... There is no Buddha!" Zhang Wuji said in an astringent voice, like him, a proud son of heaven who is arrogant and arrogant, and he can't even raise a little fighting spirit in his heart.

There can be no Buddha - only the realm of the old monk of Kongding can be compared, right?

Diao Xiaosi had seen the battle between the old monk of Kongding and Ning Wuqi on the river, but he didn't expect that the former abbot of Ci'en Temple had been searching for the realm of his life, and the old thief of Jinding had simply reached it.

As long as the old thief is willing, he should be able to explore the avenue and become a Buddha anytime and anywhere. But he refused to leave here, and he still had a hot fight with Wang Shichong and Yu Wenhua.

Destroy the sky, no wonder it comes out of his mouth with ease. But how can this battle be fought?

Before they could think about it, Princess Jincheng and Princess Nanyang both jumped down from the city, and the two raised their hands to throw out the talisman, and the Ice Blue Fairy Sword and the Queqiao Immortal Ni were like a long rainbow through the sun, and the sky was full of colorful clouds and pressed directly to the Jinding Monk.

"Karala, Karala!" The Jinding Divine Monk didn't do any parry at all, and the two Dao talismans exploded above his head, but they seemed to be held by an invisible giant hand, and they couldn't leak a single bit.

This is the supreme realm without Buddha, without the slightest dazzling Buddha light, and without a trace of murderous aura, but it can control heaven and earth and dominate the world.

"Ding!" was another crisp sound, and the Ring Wisdom Staff loomed in the surging light in the sky, hitting the Ice Blue Fairy Sword and the Queqiao Immortal Ni. Da Sui Shuangshu's delicate body shook and shouted, and her figure flew out like a shock, and she couldn't receive a staff blow from the old monk at all.

Zhang Wuji and Eldest Sun Wuji also rushed down desperately, one sword flute and one sword fan drumming, representing the top strength of the young generation of the two major factions of Qingcheng and Dragon and Tiger Zhengdao, and at this moment, they felt like moths fighting fire.

This time, the Jinding Monk didn't even bother to use the precept and wisdom staff, and the Buddha bowl in his left hand flew straight to the second Shao.

"Bang!" The two swords, one flute and one fan are just like a mayfly shaking a tree that collapses at the touch of a button, and it is completely impossible to delay the footsteps of the Jinding Monk.

What's even more desperate is that he defeated the six masters in a row in one go, and he didn't use any other mastery except for the staff Buddha bowl, let alone let everyone talk about the solemn pure land where the tiger color changed.

The Jinding Divine Monk raised his head and looked at Diao Xiaosi, who was standing stupidly on the city tower.

Although separated by a considerable distance, Diao Xiaosi still couldn't help but feel like he was pierced by the bald eyes of the old thief. He hurriedly performed the Star Devouring Divine Skill, and all kinds of star arrays in his body were running wildly, so that he was not captured by the other party and took away his fighting spirit.

It's just that the Jinding Monk doesn't know, in fact, he doesn't need to look at it, and the fighting spirit in Diao Xiaosi's heart has already been lost. He never wanted to be a fighter who knew he couldn't do it, because fighters would eventually become martyrs.

The real person of Heavenly Sin and the real person of innocence jumped down, Princess Nanyang and Princess Jincheng jumped, and Zhang Wuji and Eldest Sun Wuji also jumped...... But why should Lao Tzu jump?

He touched the cold brain, thinking that Lao Tzu still wanted to live another 500 years, and play mahjong with Wan'er, Zisu, and Princess Xiaoniangpi to live a happy life.

However, wait! His eyes found the princess of Jincheng flying in the air, and scolded angrily: "Little Niangpi, don't listen to the order and run around and want to kill Lao Tzu!" He threw out a "mud and water talisman" under the city, plus a "Wanfeng Jingxiu talisman" that had just been obtained from Changsun Sheng's hand this time.

The Golden Ding Divine Monk suddenly sensed that the void around him was strangely becoming stronger, although the impact on him was minimal, but this kind of Dao talisman was also rare in his life.

"Boom!" The blue light was like a tide, and the green peaks fell down like swords, tearing the night and stabbing at him.

This is one of the nine best Dao talismans of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, but in the eyes of the Jinding Divine Monk, the falling Qingfeng is no different from a fly swatter.

His left hand pinched the Dharma seal, and recited in his mouth: "I see, people see, sentient beings see, and those who live ...... see - color, longevity, thought, action, and time."

"Bang Bang Bang-" Wan Feng was shattered into light and shadow, and the Buddha bowl fell and held it in his hand.

Not stuck in one thing, not focused on one thought, he is the invincible Buddha in the world!

Diao Xiaosi didn't care about these three-seven-twenty-one, stretched his phoenix wings and flew behind Princess Jincheng, hugged her slender waist, and then threw a series of messy talismans on the head of the Jinding monk, shouting: "All return to the inner city!"

"Boom Boom ......Boom" In addition to Diao Xiaosi, the innocent real person, the heavenly sin real person, the eldest grandson Wuji and others are also throwing out the magic weapon Dao talisman without cost, hoping to smash a pit in the bald skull of the Jinding Divine Monk.

But all the attacks stopped at the old monk's body, and even all kinds of magic weapons went to the sea without returning.

Behind him, rows of forbidden troops boosted their morale and shouted a tsunami, approaching Liyangcang step by step.

The true feelings of the Heavenly Sin knew that it was impossible to do anything, and shouted at Xu Maogong and Cheng Yanjin at the head of the city: "Retreat into the inner city!"

Xu Maogong didn't say a word, and dragged Cheng Yanjin, who still refused to retreat, and jumped off the city tower.

At this time, the Jinding monk walked unhindered and came to the closed gate of the urn city.

The moonlight shone like water on the cast-iron city gates, shining in the dazzling streamer.

He stopped, ignoring the boiling oil bricks and arrows from the tower, and raised his staff and knocked lightly on the gate.

"Duh!" the monk knocked on the door under the moon and moved the stone to move the cloud roots.

In silence, the entire city gate melted like a block of ice, shimmering with pale golden ripples hidden in the moonlight.

"Karala, Karala—" Hundreds of arm-thick openings cracked in the thick wall, spreading and expanding along the wall like spider webs, shaking and collapsing one by one.

The city gate was opened, and an old monk with a cane walked barefoot into the Liyang Cang, which had made it impossible for the 30,000 army to take half a step.

Behind him, Tianbao General Yuwen Chengdu took the lead, and the black and oppressive Sui army rushed like a tide, rushing towards the urn city that no longer existed.