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    The great formation that enveloped the whole of Alanta blocked Shenshu’s path, stopping him at the foot of the mountain and preventing him from advancing an inch.

    Shenshu raised his fist and simply and roughly struck the golden barrier, and in the “buzzing” sound of air waves vibrating, the surface of the golden barrier seemed to have ripples going across it, spreading towards the top and left and right.

    The headless Shinshu took a step back, failing to break through the barrier.

    He was silent for a few seconds, and as if enraged, his navel split open and transformed into a bloody mouth, letting out a deafening roar.

    “Roar!”

    The sound waves echoed in the wilderness of the Western Region, reverberating in the clear, washed-out blue sky and traveling dozens of miles away.

    The Westerners living near Aranta turned their heads in the direction of the holy mountain, revealing looks of bewilderment and awe.

    A few months ago, they had heard the same hissing sound coming from the Holy Mountain, and before that, there had been a **sunrise**.

    The Zen formation effectively blocked Shenshu’s attack, including the sound, and the martial arts monks in the mountain only felt deafening and dizzy, and didn’t suffer much damage.

    In normal times, at a short distance away, just this roar from Shenshu would have shaken more than half of the martial monks to death.

    The martial monks had just recovered from their chi and blood churning state when they saw a giant so huge that it was hard to imagine, his chest was as broad as a mountain wall, his body was pitch-black, and his twenty-four arms were gnarled with muscles, layered like a peacock’s tail feathers, like the unfurling tail of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox.

    Each arm was filled with terrifying greatness, making one suspect that they could smash the void.

    The giant had no head, but behind his neck burned a fiery ring of fire that scorched the air.

    Temperatures around Aranta, rapidly warming up into early summer.

    All the martial monks who witnessed this phallic image, one by one, their legs trembled and their faces turned white, not to mention their will to fight, the weapons in their hands such as the preceptor sword and the copper stick were almost unable to hold them.

    The Vajra Dharma Phase was a symbol of power and majesty, and cultivators below Transcendent would almost always lose their battle power if they faced the Dharma Phase directly.

    The reason why the monks on the mountain were still able to hold out was because the Zen formation was blocking the “majesty” of Shenshu’s phantom.

    “Have no fear!”

    A middle-aged martial monk with notable cultivation looked around at his fellow disciples and said in a deep voice:

    “The Zen formation is indestructible, no one can destroy it, not even this devil can do it.”

    The martial monk, who was caught in extreme fear and panic, sniffed and his spirit was revitalized.

    There has always been a saying in Aranta that once a Zen master is in meditation, he is invulnerable to all dharmas and is immovable as a mountain.

    The highest level of cultivation is the “Dharma Sangha of the Immovable King of Brightness”.

    Zen kung fu is originally born for defense, right now more than 4,000 Zen masters formed a Zen formation, and there are three first grade bodhisattvas presiding over it, I am afraid that in the size of the nine states, there is no figure that can break it.

    A First Grade of the same rank certainly didn’t have this kind of strength, and who could break through such an astonishing formation in an era where Supergrades weren’t available?

    It is no exaggeration to say that this Zen Formation of Aranta is the best defense of the nine states in the world.

    “Buzz!”

    The fist of the Divine Shrew Dharma Phase blasted straight onto the golden light barrier, hitting the barrier’s golden ripples sprinting away, but not moving at all.

    Buzz ………

    Twenty-four arms were like the connecting rods of a steam engine, like a pile-driver, pouring out violence so violent that there were shadows.

    The golden barrier was like an inverted bowl that covered the entire Arundel, and at that moment, under Shenshu’s persistent strikes, a golden ripple swam out of the bowl’s surface.

    Following this, there was a wobble, which produced a slight shaking even in the Arundel, a real shaking of the ground.

    With such a frequency, such a continuous output of power, in the place of an ordinary Transcendent Martial Artist, he would be exhausted in at most a quarter of an hour, and would need to exhale and circulate for a short while to relieve the pressure on his muscles.

    But as if it were a perpetual motion machine, Shenshu continued to strike continuously, never seeming to tire.

    Buzz ………

    Light shards shook down like rain, and as the frequency of the attack continued, the golden light barrier appeared to shake, and slowly, the frequency of the shaking appeared to be synchronized with the frequency of the punch to a certain extent.

    Resonance!

    The golden light barrier didn’t seem to be able to hold up, like a bubble trembling in the wind, ready to fall apart at any moment.

    The martial monks of Aranta were horrified to find that those Zen masters sitting outside the temple appeared to be shaking violently, as if they had been struck by epilepsy, as if they were going to croak in the next moment, and some of them had blood and flesh cracked open on their eyebrows, and blood flowed out of their mouths.

    Of all the Zen masters who had entered into meditation, only Guangxian, Liuli, and Garosu loomed large; all the other Zen masters experienced either slight or severe abnormalities.

    What, what kind of monster is this?

    Such an astonishing formation that unites the strength of three First Class and more than 4,000 Zen masters can’t defend a monster’s skillless, simple and crude fists?

    The middle and lower level martial monks who didn’t know Shenshu’s identity only felt a heart slowly sinking into a dark and cold abyss.

    “What a terrible monstrosity.”

    High up in the air in the distance, Daoist Golden Lotus witnessed Shenshu’s strength with heartfelt emotion.

    “This isn’t even the full strength of a half-step Martial God.”

    Asuro added faintly.

    “It’s just easy to have a crude martial artist break the formation and open the way.” Zhao Shou laughed.

    The Transcendent Powers each expressed their feelings, and Sun Xuanji lost the right to speak and remained silent because the Translator Monkey was not present.

    The transcendent powerhouses present this time were Golden Lotus, Zhao Shou, Sun Xuanji, Asura, Li Miaochen, as well as the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox and the Bear King of the Demon Race.

    “When will Xu Ningyan be able to reach this level?”

    Li Miaozhen subconsciously compared Xu Qi’an to Shenshu.

    Zhao Shou laughed:

    “Today, Xu Ningyan and Shenshu will let the Buddhist Sect know what martial violence means.”

    As the words fell, Zhao Shou suddenly yawned, feeling that his eyelids weighed as much as a thousand pounds, and he couldn’t wait to sleep immediately.

    At that moment, he heard Li Miaozhen mutter:

    “Why am I so sleepy ………”

    The crowd of Transcendents were creeped out.

    The silver-haired Demoness, on the other hand, snapped her head sideways and looked at the Bear King beside her, and sure enough, she found that its eyes were half-open and half-closed, seemingly asleep.

    “Snapped ……..”

    All nine tails unfurled at once, lashing the bear king like a whip, giving him a sweet set of Queen’s Wake services.

    King Bear’s beady eyes glazed over in pain, and his sleepiness subsided.

    The sleepiness of the crowd of superhumans disappeared.

    The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox saw Daoist Golden Lotus and the others looking over and explained with a smile:

    “I’m sorry, but the Bear King is sleepy, and his natural aptitude is to pull the living beings around him into a deep sleep with him.

    “All of you pay attention to one thing, as soon as you get sleepy wake up the Bear King, it’s not a big problem.”

    The problem is very big, okay, just now we almost fell into the way ……… Li Miaozhen glanced at the nine tailed sky fox whose posture made her all inferior, and silently spat in her heart.

    Why is the style of the demon race all so strange and unreliable, that monkey this bear, as one ………. Daoist Master Golden Lotus nodded his head with a smile on his face, but in his heart, he was casting aspersions on the demon race.

    Zhao Shou stabilized a hand and spoke aloud:

    “No dozing off.”

    The power of the words immediately enveloped the area, and the Bear King was like being doused with a pot of cool water, shivering and immensely awake.

    Of course, it still managed to force itself to sleep, but the sleepiness that usually always plagued it was gone.

    “It can probably last for a quarter of an hour.” Zhao Shou endured the backlash of the spell and sighed in relief after determining that it was only a slight backlash.

    The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox picked up where she left off:

    “Don’t be careless, this formation unites the power of the Buddhist Zen Master and the three Bodhisattvas, it’s never that easy to break.”

    As if in response to her words, within Aranthra, the Bodhisattva of the Garuda Tree, seated in the main hall, looked down with open eyes.

    Shenshu was immense in height, and the majestic and majestic Aranthra was like a tall mound of earth.

    The buildings in the mountains are like models, and the monks in the mountains are like ants.

    A dharma figure with lowered eyebrows and folded hands appeared behind the body of the Garuda Tree Bodhisattva.

    As soon as this phantom appeared, the golden light barrier that was shaking violently and on the verge of breaking immediately stabilized.

    The clamor of the winds ceased, and the gusts of wind and chi that had been raised were forcibly suppressed!

    As if that were not enough, Galaxia’s stout body merged into the “Dharma phase of the Immovable King”.

    Then, the low-browed, seated Dharma phase began to expand, transforming into a large Buddha hundreds or thousands of meters tall.

    Above its head was the golden light barrier.

    It held up this great formation.

    嗡嗡嗡 …… God Shush’s fists madly struck the barrier, causing it to drop countless Phaedrus.

    However, the resonance could not continue, and every time the ripples spread and reached the “Immovable King Dharma Phase”, they were strangely smoothed out!

    ……

    PS: I coded half a chapter at the conference today, and really tried my best with fewer words.

    BTW, shaking the hand of a male god, hahahahaha, excited!

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