Guangyang shook violently.
All capable people in Guangyang have set their sights here.
Those other eighth-grade people who had nothing to do with themselves and were hanging high felt the strong pressure.
The top powers of those aristocratic families used their own methods to look this way.
In fact, someone looked here just now, because the landscape formation is not activated casually.
But what is more terrifying than the activation of the landscape formation is...
The entire landscape formation was broken, and a strong earthquake occurred throughout Guangyang. In connection with the landscape formation, thousands of landscape gods died suddenly on the spot, and many more suffered heavy injuries.
Such a grand ceremony was forcibly broken by one person.
The Rat King’s pupils tightened! Trembling all over, he shrank into his original shape, turned into a mouse ball, and hid in the ground.
Fifth grade! Is that the master of Zen wisdom? !
grass! Why did you come here!
How to fight this?
The Rat King hid, but no one paid attention to him.
After the great landscape formation collapsed, the big black hand slowly dissipated.
Then, suddenly, the space was distorted, as if someone was tearing and rubbing a piece of transparent plastic paper, causing the light to be distorted.
Amid this distortion, a black-skinned monk with a righteous face appeared.
He has black skin, a string of skull beads hanging around his neck, and a tall hat on his head, but he has kind eyes and a faint Buddha light.
He protected Monk Zenzhi with one hand and glanced around softly: "Who almost interrupted my disciple's path?"
There was no pressure in what he said.
However, a sense of despair enveloped everyone.
Everyone in the White Rhino Army, including Li Kedi, who had fought hard and suffered heavy losses, had despairing expressions.
The feeling of powerlessness permeates everyone.
Except Shen Shuibi, who tilted her head.
But the next second, a skinny old man wearing linen clothes suddenly appeared in front of the monk.
Then he slapped the monk backhand.
Snapped!
A crisp sound.
Everyone was stunned.
The White Rhino Army sergeants were all dumbfounded.
The Rat King of the Rat Soil Grave opened his mouth wide.
Wang Baiyan stopped and was about to run away.
He had arrived a long time ago, but did not show up. He hid with others to observe the situation. When he saw a fifth-grade person appearing, he immediately ran away, but this slap made him stop.
Wang Baiyan's eyes bulged out.
And Zhang Lan, who after withdrawing from the battlefield, rested for a while and then immediately returned to the battlefield to fight alongside the White Rhino Army. He didn't react at all. He was still swinging his sword. He was obviously blinded by the killing and could no longer notice it. The outside world.
Except Shen Shuibi.
Only outside the battlefield, Shen Shuibi, who provided technical assistance for many of the White Rhinoceros' magic weapons, was not surprised.
Because she knew it was over.
Sometimes, bullying someone small can lead to death.
The black-skinned monster monk who suddenly appeared was slapped directly in the face, which was extremely crisp.
Even he himself was a little stunned and didn't react for a moment.
But it is fifth grade after all.
He came to his senses immediately, but did not fight back. Instead, he stared at the other party closely: "Who are you?"
The skinny old man who suddenly appeared just looked at him coldly: "I have reduced my cultivation by 30%, and made sacrifices to give back to the world, so that the water and soil in this area can return to normal."
"After doing this, you can leave."
The black-skinned monk looked solemnly at first and looked at the old man carefully.
Then, he suddenly sneered: "Your Excellency is only in the fifth rank. What you say is exaggerating."
Having been slapped before, he was still worried that this person was a powerful person, so he did not dare to act rashly.
At this moment, when I took a closer look, I found that the other party was also at the fifth level.
They are all fifth-grade, and he is also an orthodox inheritor of the Mahakala lineage. How dare this person be so presumptuous?
Really, I was looked down upon.
The black-skinned monk raised his hand, and suddenly, a Dharma Hall landed here.
This is his magic weapon.
This grand hall is resplendent with seven treasures, covered with flags and flags. It is like standing in a chariot, and is attended by two Bodhisattvas, who are the attendants of the heavens. They are all carved with gold and silver, hanging in the sky.
The overall length is sixty miles and the width is thirty miles. It has four solemn treasures and a flat base, covering the sky and the sun.
Its steps are built with seven layers of precious bricks, and its Dharma Hall has eighty-four thousand pillars, gold pillars, silver pillars, silver pillars, golden pillars, and glazed pillars. The same is true for water essence cotinus.
Around the hall, there are four columns, all made of four treasures, and the fourth level is also made of four treasures. There are 84,000 treasure towers on the Dharma Hall, and the gold tower is made of silver for the door, and the silver tower is made of gold for the door. Refined. The same goes for Liulihu.
The golden bed in the golden building is made of silver. The golden bed in the silver building is soft and winding, woven with gold threads, and clothed on its seat. Its palace is bright, dazzling people's eyes, as if the sun is shining brightly, and everyone present can't see it.
When the main hall arrived, everyone around them immediately realized that this was no longer a battle that they and others could intervene in. Everyone who could move was desperately retreating.
But no one paid any attention to them.
The black-skinned monk's temple has 84,000 doors, all open!
Countless things come out of it.
But saw:
Eighty-four thousand elephants, with strong men riding on them, their muscles taut, shaking the ground.
Eighty-four thousand horses, riding on the powerful horses and treasures, are driven by warriors, showing off their power and power.
Eighty-four thousand chariots, riding on golden chariots, with golden-eyed archers riding on the chariots, aiming all around.
Eighty-four thousand divine beads shine around, dispelling all impurities and defending against spells.
Eighty-four thousand jade girls, virtuous and virtuous attendants, with skillful hands and benevolent hearts, heal injuries.
Eighty-four thousand lay people lectured on the Dharma, preached the right path, and chanted the name of the temple master.
Then, the main hall unfolded and the Buddha's light shone everywhere.
There are also four thousand Nagas, four thousand Garudas, four thousand evil realms, seven thousand great trees, and eight thousand great mud plows.
Later, Yakshas appeared again, holding forks and coming in a surging force.
Then a forest of ghosts and beasts arose from the void. Mosquitoes, flies, flies, lice, snakes, crickets, bees, maggots and other poisonous insects were numerous, forming black clouds that covered the sky and the earth.
Then, the surrounding space was immediately blocked.
The black-skinned monk recited scriptures:
"There are four gates in every direction, and all the lanes and streets are equal."
"Use iron as a prison wall and cover it with an iron net."
"With iron as the ground, fire will naturally come out."
"For heinous crimes, stay unmoved."
"The fall screams hell, the pain is indescribable."
After reciting the sutra, he stretched out his hand to invite the skinny old man: "Donor, the poor monk has prepared hell for you, just waiting for you to taste it."
The earth turned into purgatory, and the Dharma Palace just now was suspended in the air, suppressing everything. Those warriors, strongmen, jade girls, Nagas, Garudas, at least the eighth grade, and even the seventh grade were not a few!
Just such a large army in the magic weapon can easily wipe out the entire Bailin Kingdom.
This is just a magic weapon.
As a fifth-grade person, he didn't even take action himself.
After all, we are in the world now, and the heavenly laws of the world do not allow fifth-grade people to fight, otherwise the scope of the impact will not be calculated by hundreds of miles.
I'm afraid it will really corrupt a country, cause billions of casualties, and turn the entire Bailin Kingdom into ashes.
Almost everyone present was shocked.
A seventh-level monk named Dazenzhi has already exhausted all his means and made countless sacrifices.
But the black-skinned monk in front of him summoned thousands of seventh-grade men with a wave of his hand.
Gu Xiao
This gap... is shocking.
It's simply indescribable.
As for the old man not far away, he glanced at the black-skinned monk.
The monk confidently summoned the Dharma Hall and sat on the Dharma Hall.
There is a large cart in the Dharma Hall with a white tent. On the four sides of the tent hang golden bells, various kinds of fragrant flowers, and a canopy of precious banners and banners.
There are wonderful sweet dishes, various kinds of music, and the four legs of its seat are made of pure blue glass.
Behind each seat there are seven treasures leaning on the bed, and the seven treasures are used as lamp trees, and various kinds of pearls are used as lamps. The subtle ceiling is spread all over the place. There are all the gods and maidens who make offerings and serve with devotion.
He sat upright on it, with a slight sarcasm on his lips, quietly waiting for his opponent's reaction.
He is very confident.
This Dharma Hall was given by the Holy King Chakravartin himself.
In the past, he served the Wheel-turning Holy King and received his favor. At that time, the Wheel-turning Holy King brought 84,000 people to the Buddha to beg him to be a ascetic.
Those 84,000 people achieved enlightenment and became Arhats, attaining the fifth level of attainment.
As one of them, he is the only one of Mahakala's lineage.
The Holy King of Chaos was compassionate and gave him magic weapons to protect his path.
Living in the Dharma Hall eliminates greed, eliminates anger, and eliminates ignorance. This means: "Those who are tainted will not be tainted, those who are evil will not be evil, and those who are stupid will not be stupid." '(恚: hui, meaning angry.)
Later, the Holy King of Samurai fought against the Dragon King Bananda, and he fought for the Holy King of Samurai.
In the middle of the battle, Bananda Dragon King wrapped his body around Mount Sumeru seven times, then uprooted Mount Sumeru and threw it out. He was in the mountain at the time, and immediately sacrificed himself to the Dharma Hall and stayed there.
Mount Sumeru was thrown out of the 62,000 worlds, and he was also attached to it, traveling through the 62,000 worlds. When he landed, the aftermath shook a billion stars. Although the temple was seriously damaged, he was still there. There were no injuries among them, which shows its quality.
At this moment, the Dharma Palace is lowered, just like the Dinghai Divine Needle is dropped, which is enough to suppress most situations.
Although other people didn't know the heel, they could see how scary this thing was.
Almost everyone looked at the old man who slapped in fear, hoping that he could withstand it.
Even if no one actually knows him.
'Almost everyone', of course.
There is one exception.
Shen Shuibi was not afraid at all.
She could see its current form at a glance.
She even had time to sit down and began to sense the energy escaping from the fighting around her.
These are purified and refined qi, which are very useful for her to repair her body.
As for the black-skinned monk...
From the moment he summoned the magic weapon but did not attack, but instead showed off his power from the side, he was a dead man.
No need to look any further.
On the other side, the old man quietly waited for the Dharma Hall to arrive.
Very quietly, very calmly waiting for the other party to finish preparing.
Then, suddenly.
The black-skinned monk tilted his head and just sat there quietly.
The power of the Dharma Hall was immediately reduced, and then the old man stretched out his hand to catch it, turning it into the size of an egg. The strong men, jade girls, archers, and warriors in it were also collected together.
The old man muttered: "It's so flashy...haven't you been to Baiyue? Just like Erluzi."
Then, he put away the Dharma Hall: "This Dharma Hall is quite good. It is considered to be the best among the fifth grades. This trip is not in vain."
The reason why I say this is because the black-skinned monk really underestimated the enemy.
This is Baiyue.
It is the outer boundary of Wushen Mountain. Even if it borders other places, it is actually under the direct jurisdiction of Wushen Mountain.
What are the characteristics of witchcraft?
Witches are famous for their cunning, numerous methods, endless number of spells, and difficulty in guarding against them.
Is this magic weapon too powerful and has helped him avoid too many risks, causing him to lose his mind?
Coming to Baiyue and trusting a diviner so much...
baffling.
Diviners are good at two things.
One is divination.
The second is a curse...
Doesn't he think that he can stop his curse without taking any precautions and relying solely on the magic weapon?
Did he think he was just trying to vent his anger when he slapped him?
You're a fool...
That slap was an 'insult'.
Therefore, when etiquette and music are abolished and evil sounds arise, it is the root cause of insult. As the saying goes, if you are not trapped but trapped, your name will be humiliated. If you hold on to something other than what you hold, your body will be in danger. Both humiliating and dangerous, death is imminent. '
There is an ancient saying: "The way to kill a scholar is to humiliate him." It means that if you want to kill a scholar, you can make him die by humiliating him.
Both humiliating and dangerous, death is imminent.
This is a curse.
Silently, with just one wrong move, the black-skinned monk, a dignified fifth-grade man, died inexplicably.
The danger and weirdness of witchcraft can be seen clearly.
Everywhere in the world, witches are notoriously scary. Once a witch appears, they are the first to be targeted.
Because Wu Jin is basically not very good at frontal combat, but they are definitely very good at killing you when you least expect it.
Whether it's a poison or a curse, Zhu people are good at traveling and communicating in various places, and fortune tellers are good at analyzing and planning the future. They are all the kind who like to kill people behind their backs.
Wushen Mountain is definitely the most secretive place in the world, and Wu Jin is also the person who likes to hide things the most.
Even Li Qi is like this.
Unknowingly, Li Qi also became the type who likes to do things secretly behind his back and stab others in the back.
Whether in Guangyang or Qingwu City, he was always walking around behind his back, connecting with everyone, and finally achieving his goal.
This old man is similar.
As far as the old man is concerned, if the black-skinned monk comes out without saying a word and attacks with all his strength, then he might be able to cause some trouble and make it difficult for him to resist.
But it's impossible.
This is the world.
It is absolutely impossible for a fifth-grade person to use all his strength here, otherwise he will be punished by heaven.
With the power of the fifth grade, two people fight, easily destroying a country, and the number of dead is often counted in the billions.
You know, when the fifth-grade strong men fight outside the territory, the aftermath can shatter several unlucky small worlds. Even if the world is more stable, it cannot stop the fifth-grade.
Therefore, the old man had long been sure that the opponent would not attack immediately.
And if he were to catch him off guard, even if he was blocked, he would prepare four other plans, at least three different curses, to ensure that the curse would stick to the opponent.
In other words, as long as you don't run away as soon as you come out, or directly use all your strength to suppress Wu Jin.
Then the death of this black-skinned monk is already doomed.
Shen Shuibi knew this very well, so she didn't waste time and chose to sit down and wait.
As for everyone else…
It's just a bunch of people waiting, don't worry about it.
Wushen Mountain has sent the fifth grade here, and everything is over.
And that skinny old man also knew this very well.
He stretched out his hand to grab it, only to see that the pagoda in Guangyang City collapsed into pieces, and Li Qi's body was directly grabbed and pulled over.
Even the distractions quickly merged together and landed in the center of the battlefield.
At the same time, Boyue was also pulled by the same force and flew at extremely fast speed from thousands of miles away.
Although the speed is very fast, it is not bumpy at all, as if the acceleration is offset by something.
After Boyue and Li Qi stood there in a state of embarrassment, the skinny old man bowed his hands respectfully in front of countless people.
Then, he said very seriously: "I have met Mr. Yue and Mr. Qi. I am half a step late. I hope you will forgive me."
