"when!"
The golden arhat was the first to make a move, and a golden demon pestle appeared in his hand. The aura on his body soared, and the Buddha's light burned like a flame, rising more than ten feet high.
The muscles on his arm were bulging and twisting piece by piece, and the blood vessels in his fascia were pitch black.
Swinging the magic subduing pestle in his hand, he swung it violently, and the rays of light trembled, and the surrounding void was distorted and deformed, making a roar like a big bell.
The arhats of Shaolin Temple are extremely rare ascetic monks in the Yuan world. They have a complete inheritance of physical training. Every golden arhat, in the same realm, can compete with pure blood and ghosts without falling behind.
Such a blow is terrible.
If it is placed in the outside world, it is enough to turn mountains and rivers into lakes.
But when the golden subduing pestle landed on the giant claw of the demon dragon, only a golden lightning burst out.
The huge twisted claws paused slightly, the scales twisted and deformed, and black blood splashed out, but the golden arhat flew out directly, shaking violently, and the whole person was embedded on the wall of the Buddhist cave.
The iron chains wrapped around the magic well rattled crazily, splashing out a large amount of sparks.
The giant claw was injured, but it didn't stop.
At this moment, continue to move forward and take a hard shot.
Liuli Bodhisattva's complexion changed slightly, and she could easily dodge this move.
But if this is the case, behind her, dozens of Zen masters will fall here on the spot. They are integrated with the formation in the cave at this moment, and they cannot easily get out of it in a short time.
"Jingyue!"
Liuli Bodhisattva gritted her teeth, flipped her delicate and slender fingers, and a palm-sized white jade purification bottle appeared in her hand.
Inside the mouth of the white jade bottle, a tender green willow branch is slowly shaking like an emerald. .
She stretched out her hand, pinched the willow branch, and then swung it forward violently, a large piece of light blue water droplets suspended in the air, turning into a barrier.
laugh!
The light blue barrier collided with the dragon's claws, shaking violently.
The scales of the black dragon claws were broken a lot, and it looked miserable, bloody, but in fact, these injuries were not serious, just skin trauma.
At this moment, part of the highly polluted devil's blood slipped from the wound of the dragon's claw and merged into the light blue light curtain.
Puchi!
It was like the sound of bubbles being popped.
Liuli Bodhisattva's face was pale, and a dark red blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.
The light blue light curtain shattered, and then, the two old monks Kulun and Kuxuan shot at the same time, each hitting a dark golden Buddha's palm, which landed on the giant claw.
bang bang!
Two dull voices.
The runes exploded, and the Buddha's light scattered.
The magic dragon Lujia let out a roar and exploded out of thin air. Its pitch-black and sharp giant claws were like meteorites that destroyed the world.
For a brief moment.
The digital secret kings of Shaolin Temple and the magic dragon fought several times in a row, but they all failed. During this process, Jiang Zirou has been watching calmly.
Combined with all kinds of things that happened in the Hundred Buddha Realm, there must be an inner ghost in Shaolin Temple, but it is not known who this inner ghost is.
Jiang Zirou looked at it for a long time, everyone was trying their best, but they couldn't see why.
"Die!"
The magic dragon Lujia roared, boiled, imprisoned and rescued in darkness for thousands of years, until now, it finally came to an end.
In the endless darkness, a tiny ray of light appeared.
then.
Jiang Zirou shot decisively and ruthlessly, snuffing out the ray of light.
"The Buddha moves mountains and rivers!"
Among the thirteen postures of the Tathagata Palm, the most powerful move was struck by Jiang Zirou after fusing multiple runes.
The huge black Buddha's palm collided fiercely with the phantom of the mountains and the huge dragon's claws.
boom!
First there was an explosion, and then the wind and smoke swept across.
Between the two, all kinds of runes bloomed densely, looking from a distance, it looked like a black and red lightning intertwined together.
A few runes splashed down from it and hit the surrounding walls, immediately turning into huge potholes with distorted cracks all over the outside.
Everyone was horrified.
The bottom floor of this Buddhist cave seems to be ordinary.
In fact, the material in it is made of the most top-level divine gold, which is so strong that even if the true god tries his best, it can only leave some shallow marks on it.
But now, it was just the aftermath of the fight between the two, and it almost pierced the surrounding walls.
Jiang Zirou frowned slightly, feeling his tiger's mouth tingle slightly, and a torrential force surged like a landslide and tsunami.
It is worthy of being a strong man comparable to the king of gods in the past, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved.
With a heavy heart, Jiang Zirou struck again, the torrential source quality, vitality, and magic breath overlapped together, and the mountains rushed up like a torrent.
boom!
The strength of the magic dragon is not weak, but the continuous confrontation, coupled with thousands of years of imprisonment, is no longer at its peak at this time.
After Jiang Zirou applied force again, it suddenly showed signs of weakness.
No matter how furious he was, Jiang Zirou pressed him back into the seal alive with the Tathagata palm after all, and disappeared completely.
Black smoke was billowing, Jiang Zirou's white clothes were better than the snow, and there was a dark golden Buddha's light behind him.
"It's really the palm of the Tathagata!"
"It's been three thousand years... I haven't seen him again for three thousand years."
Around, there were low voices from some people, and the expressions of the six Secret Kings were different.
The eyes of the Liuli Bodhisattva were crystal clear with joy, and the presiding officer Kulun closed his eyes tightly, with neither sadness nor joy on his face.
The golden arhat embedded on the wall slowly fell from the wall with a little shock on his face.
The boy Bodhisattva had a thoughtful look on his face.
Jiang Zirou's gaze flicked over the people around him.
Then he landed beside him and presided over the dry wheel, "Now, we can talk about how to seal this monster."
…
Outside Shaolin Temple, on Daqing Mountain.
The wind howled, and the forest was pushed down, making a rustling sound.
On the vast and boundless sky, the gray-black lead clouds slowly condense like a whirlpool, the center of the whirlpool hangs low, just in the direction of the Buddha Cave of Shaolin Temple.
Among the mountains around the Hundred Buddha Realm.
The bloody light flashed past, so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch.
Wearing a black dress, with a cold face and a peerless demeanor. Jiang Zirou's avatar appeared on the top of Daqing Mountain, and at the foot of the mountain was the quiet and empty temple of Shaolin Temple.
And not far from the top of the mountain, the direction Jiang Zirou was looking at.
The pressure of the gray lead cloud became lower and lower, and the end became darker and thicker, vaguely, as if the face of an evil spirit was passing through it.
…
"What!"
King Kuxuanmi is an elder in Shaolin Temple, he has lived for a long time and has a gentle temper, but at this moment he couldn't help but scream out.
"It's too dangerous."
He looked serious, shook his head and said seriously,
"For more than three thousand years, no one in Shaolin Temple has dared to go deep into the devil's lair.
To this day, countless monsters and ghosts have been suppressed in it, and it is impossible to know what is in this magic cave, even if the reincarnation Buddha king descends. "
"Your Highness, I know that your strength is extraordinary and you have mastered the power of laws, but after all, you have not really stepped into the realm of the god king, and it is too risky to do so."
The Liuli Bodhisattva, dressed in white and barefoot, with a gentle expression and a very friendly expression, is also persuading.
"Moreover, the current situation is different from the past. The Nether World is approaching the city. If you have any troubles, then Shaolin Temple will become the sinner of the entire overseas martial arts world."
King Kuxuanmi returned to the Shaolin Temple one step earlier than Jiang Zirou with the help of the overseas teleportation array deployed by the Shaolin Temple.
What happened on Kunlun Mountain that day was also completely conveyed by him to the other Secret Kings of Shaolin Temple.
Although the final outcome of that battle is unknown.
But being able to fight against a real god king, and survived intact, is in itself the most intuitive recognition of strength.
at the begining of.
These few monks who have been guarding the Buddhist cave are still a little unbelieving.
Of course it was not because they couldn't trust King Kuxuanmi, in fact, King Kuxuanmi was the longest among the six secret kings, and was older than the current abbot of Shaolin Temple.
In Shaolin Temple, this small and kind old monk is very popular among his peers and younger generations, and his speech has always been very prestigious.
It is because of this matter that it is a bit too unbelievable.
To know…
When he fought against the God King of Yuanqi Gate that day, Jiang Zirou himself was only in the False God Realm. He was able to cross two full realms, comprehend the rules, and was undefeated against the God King.
It has exceeded people's most exaggerated imagination.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, even these bigwigs from Shaolin Temple wouldn't have believed that there would be such a miracle in the Great Thousand World.
However, after Jiang Zirou took a shot to repel the Lujia Demon King today.
Doubts in this regard were dispelled.
Previously, the several secret kings who were present joined forces, but they couldn't do anything to Lu Jiamo.
But Jiang Zirou just used one move to repel him and temporarily seal him in the magic well.
This kind of strength has far surpassed the limit of the true god realm.
It's just that being able to repel it doesn't mean being able to defeat or suppress it.
Therefore, when Jiang Zirou proposed to go deep into the magic cave and completely suppress the magic dragon, almost everyone present felt incredible.
After all, none of the reincarnated Buddha kings in their twilight years could do this.
Now Jiang Zirou proposed that in the eyes of Ku Xuan, Liu Li and others, it was too dangerous.
However, since Jiang Zirou raised this point, she also has her own ideas.
In the Buddhist Cave, there are gathered the source quality collected from overseas for tens of thousands of years by the Shaolin Temple and other Buddhist sects. This place was once the front line of the Three Worlds War.
Accumulated over tens of thousands of years, the richness of the source quality in the Buddhist Cave should not be underestimated, otherwise, it would be impossible for a monster like the Great Demon King Luka to be born that is comparable to the Buddha King.
Condensing new runes to improve the realm of the Nine Rebellious Evil Armor is still a quick way for Jiang Zirou to improve his strength.
And the most needed thing for condensing runes is massive source quality.
That's why Jiang Zirou proposed such a seemingly risky choice.
Of course, she has always been cautious in doing things, and if she is not fully sure, she will not make up her mind.
After thousands of years of Indianization for Luka, the magic dragon is now at the lowest point of strength, and Jiang Zirou has already noticed it in the fight just now.
And she can also use the source quality herself. The environment in the cave is a jeopardy for the secret kings of Shaolin Temple, but it is not the case for her.
This is one of them.
On the other hand, all kinds of whirlpools point to Shaolin along the way of the Hundred Buddha Realm.
It's like a huge bomb is buried here. Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. If you can create an opportunity and detonate it actively, it is definitely better than being caught off guard when the war is in an anxious period.
The last point is after the cultivation base has been promoted to the realm of the true god.
Another chance to get a special check-in, the chance of a special check-in is quite rare, the last time it was used in the Immortal Court, and I got the Taizu long sword.
This time, it might be a good choice to use it in the Buddhist Catacombs.
After several considerations, Jiang Zirou took the initiative to make such a request.
"Good!"
The young monk with red lips and white teeth, whose appearance seemed to be no more than twelve or thirteen years old, spoke.
This person's Buddha name is Puxian, although he looks young, his voice is deep and hoarse, like that of an old man.
Such a sharp contrast makes the first impression of Puxian very profound.
"It is really a great kindness for the benefactor to have such a great wish, and we should not hinder it." The young Bodhisattva said, the first to express his approval.
"I agree."
This sad-faced Arhat is the Dragon Subduing Arhat among the Eighteen Arhats.
However, most of the Eighteen Arhats in the peak period of Shaolin Temple have fallen, and only three or five are lucky enough to survive. This Dragon Subduing Arhat is the strongest among the Eighteen Arhats.
Perhaps because of his name, when he was fighting against the dragon.
After several attacks, the damage of Subduing Dragon Arhat is the most obvious.
"I can do it..." The remaining chubby Maitreya also said with a smile, he is the sitting bag Arhat among the eighteen Arhats.
Like Dragon Subduing Arhat, he is an extremely powerful metaphysical practitioner. In just half a quarter of an hour, the three terrifying scratches left by the demon dragon on his body have basically healed.
Of the six secret kings, two opposed, two agreed, and one abstained from voting and was neutral.
in this way.
The eyes of the five secret kings were all focused on Kulun, the presiding officer of Shaolin Temple.
Kulun's skin was dark and loose, his arms were as thin as dead branches, and he was wearing a bright red cassock fluttering behind him.
As if sensing everyone's gaze, King Kulunmi, who had closed his eyes tightly, opened them for the first time.
What is surprising is that in the depths of his deeply sunken eye sockets, there are no whites or pupils in those eyes, only a misty darkness.
The dark and deep eye sockets seemed to be surrounded by countless shadows.
The girl in white was staring motionlessly at the side of the magic well, with a calm expression and a peaceful breath.
A very long time.
King Kulunmi let out a long sigh and said in a deep voice,
"If the benefactor considers it properly, we can open the magic cave for the benefactor, but the danger in the magic cave is extraordinary, so the benefactor should think twice."
As soon as the words came out.
The expressions of Liuli Bodhisattva and King Kuxuanmi were slightly anxious.
The descending dragon Arhat and the cloth bag Arhat showed no change, but the last boy-like Puxian Bodhisattva had a vague smile on his mouth.
Jiang Zirou smiled, and her long, smooth hair like a waterfall slipped from her shoulders, "Since I have spoken, I must have made up my mind."