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    Seeing the shaky barrier re-stabilized, the martial monks on the mountain were relieved, and only then did they realize that their backs were sweaty, and a wave of fear welled up in their hearts.

    Just now, perhaps in the next instant, this defensive array that had gathered almost all of the current power of the Buddhist Sect would be shattered alive by this monster that had cast the Vajra Dharma.

    This also meant that this God-like Devil-like existence had the ability to nearly single-handedly take on the entire Buddhist Sect.

    Fortunately, the main formation was the Bodhisattva of the Garuda Tree, and this Bodhisattva with the strongest overall combat power in the Buddhist Sect controlled the indestructible Dharma phase of the Immovable King.

    Buzz ……. The golden light barrier was still shaking, but the ripples were immediately smoothed out as soon as they spread to the vicinity of that immovable bright king.

    “Amitabha!”

    The martial monks clasped one hand together in celebration and fear.

    The fear is, is there really such an existence in the great state of Kyushu? An existence that has forced the Buddhist Sect to this point?

    Thankfully, even such a terrifying monster was still blocked.

    The sacred mountain of Buddhism is inviolable.

    “Garuda Tree Bodhisattva’s Immovable Bright King has never been defeated, everyone collect your minds, don’t be shocked by this monster’s dharma phase, and protect the masters and brothers around you.”

    “Whew, Amitabha Buddha, scared the poor monk. The poor monk just now almost thought that the great formation was about to be broken.”

    “This monster is as coarse as a martial artist, and only knows how to vent his brute force; which martial artist in the world can break my Buddhist formation by brute force?”

    “I’m afraid that even that newly-promoted First Grade Martial Artist of Da Feng doesn’t have this kind of power.”

    “I’m afraid that this monster in front of me is not something that can be compared to a First Grade Martial Artist.”

    The reason was simple, a First Grade Martial Artist absolutely could not break through a large formation consisting of three First Grades and more than 4,000 Zen Masters.

    The martial monks whispered and encouraged each other, becoming revitalized and regaining their confidence.

    In the distant sky, Li Miaozhen frowned:

    “What a strong guardian formation, Shenshu can’t seem to break it ………..”

    She said her words as politely as possible, because she didn’t know what kind of character the Nine-tailed Sky Fox had, lest she say it too directly and upset the other party.

    The big battle was coming, and she didn’t want to fall out with her allies because of some unnecessary trivialities.

    The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox shook her head and said bluntly:

    “Unless Shenshu reclaims his head, it will be difficult to break this great formation.”

    A half-step Martial God could pick apart the entire Buddhist Sect with the exception of Buddha, but Shenshu wasn’t in his full form right now, and it wasn’t surprising that he couldn’t break through the defense that the Buddhist Sect was pouring out.

    Moreover, there was a Buddha in the depths of Arantha, and once the Buddha struck, Shenshu would definitely be passive.

    At this time, the two Bodhisattvas, Guangxian and Liuli, as well as nearly 10,000 Zen masters and martial arts monks, could be the straw that breaks the camel’s back.

    Therefore, the Nine-tailed Sky Fox had been patient, patient until the transcendent powerhouses of the Great Fathers had taken the time to erase the Buddha’s “helper” advantage, and Xu Qi’an, a first-rate martial artist, could even play a certain supporting role in the struggle between the Buddha and Shenshu.

    In this way, there is a real hope of snatching back the head from the Aranta.

    Li Miaozhen pondered slightly, many ways to break the formation flashed through her mind, and then she shook her head:

    “We can only see if Xu Ningyan’s explosive power is as strong as he said himself.”

    Lady Fei Yan had never seen the violence of a First Grade Martial Artist before, and she had been brought back to the clan by her Master and Master Xuan Cheng before the battle of transmigration had even ended.

    Thus it was only known that Xu Ning Banquet had become a first-rate martial artist, but just how strong was it? The heart didn’t have too intuitive an idea.

    The level of this amazing formation is too high, the main formation is three Bodhisattvas, and among them there is also the Galapagos who control the “Immovable King” dharma.

    Under normal circumstances, it would be difficult for them to break the “Immovable King of Light”, not to mention the Zen Formation that incorporates so many masters.

    Only Shenshu, a half-step Martial God, had such strength.

    Buzzing ……… The golden light barrier shook violently, never breaking, and God Shush s attack was endless, like a perpetual motion machine that never tires and never stops.

    The fist smashed into the barrier, creating a cascade of wind and qi that should have created a terrifying hurricane in the vicinity of Aranta, but as it approached the center of the Immovable King Dharma, all of these “movements” were wiped out.

    So much so that the gale around Aranta, though fierce, was never able to build up the potential energy to form a scale.

    After a stalemate that lasted for a period of time, that Immovable King Dharma Phase that had merged into the Garuda Tree appeared to tremble slightly.

    The opportunity has arrived ………. Infinitely high in the sky, the azure dome of the sky, Xu Qi’an squinted his eyes and clearly saw the abnormality of the Immovable Bright King.

    Godforsaken’s continuous and violent output finally pried apart this Dharma phase that was claimed to be an absolute defense.

    This was the first time Xu Qi’an had seen Immovable Mingwang tremble in the state of maintaining his potential energy.

    To know, even he who mobilized the power of all beings could only hit the Garuda Tree as a sandbag from east to west and from west to move, although it was absolutely suppressed, but in the end, he was not able to truly break through the immovable Ming Wang’s defense.

    Otherwise Galaxia would have had to die in the Middle Kingdom in the first place.

    Shenshu did it, Shenshu created the opportunity for him to break the formation.

    The situation at hand, this was the limit of what Shenshu could do, relying solely on this half-step Martial God himself, he could not break this large formation, at this time, a first-rate martial artist, who was also known for his violence, was needed to be the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

    Taking a deep breath, Xu Qi’an slowly stretched his muscles and bones, one muscle stretching and rippling, one bone making a slight sound.

    Then, the lumbar vertebrae muscles violently exploded, driving the muscles around the body, expanding, his body plate hard “thick” a circle, the robe to support the slight bulge.

    “Ah~”

    Xu Qi’an let out a deep and majestic roar, his voice like rolling thunder.

    Along with the roar, his skin slowly rose red, an abnormality caused by the blood rushing through his veins at high speeds, and his pores opened up, spewing out blood mist.

    Blood sacrifice!

    The compulsion of the Transcendental Force Compulsion.

    Burning Essence Blood gives a brief boost to battle power.

    How much battle power could a First Grade Martial Artist explode by burning his essence blood?

    In an instant, the wind and clouds of the heaven and earth changed color, and the elemental power of the entire heaven and earth was thrown into disarray, with the water element combining with the fire element to turn into a dense water vapor, and the wind element combining with the earth element to form a sandstorm.

    Dozens of miles of Arantha’s territory were transformed into an ominous land of chaos and turmoil.

    Such an exaggerated vision drew the attention of the monks in the mountain, who looked around in bewilderment, not knowing what was happening in the outside world.

    What is it, or exists, that triggers such a mess?

    So strong ……… Li Miaozhen was secretly staggered, her wonderful eyes looked up in fascination, it was the first time she had seen Xu Ningyan truly display his cultivation.

    Being so far apart, she could still feel that terrifying, heaven-destroying might.

    The joy and self-confidence after ascending to Transcendent were all converged at this moment.

    Unconsciously, the silver gong who pretended to be a master in the Tien-Di Association but was actually a small martial artist had truly grown into a top-notch character.

    This gave Li Miaozhen a sense of frustration that the years were passing by.

    Although it is not as good as Shen Shushu, but this power, the Commission is a little scary ……… The nine tailed sky fox grunted in her heart, she is still thinking about Xu Ningyan s wedding day, will be a wisp of her divine thoughts sealed in the floating incense body, and then sat on her body, and wildly beat the butt of the revenge.

    Vixens hold grudges.

    Daoist Master Golden Lotus, Zhao Shou, and Asura, on the other hand, realized Xu Qi’an’s progress more clearly and intuitively.

    When he had just been promoted to First Grade, he didn’t have the power he had now.

    I’m afraid that not only is the force compulsion of the blood sacrifice technique, his own cultivation has also raised a large part of it, this is only less than two months ………… Asuro’s heart suddenly rose up with the impulse of “must catch up”.

    On the other side, Xu Qi’an probed his palm into his chest and pulled out a yellowish brass sword.

    After gripping the sword, he collected all his breath and collapsed all his emotions, letting his dantian turn into a vortex to absorb this majestic greatness.

    It’s not Jade Crush, it’s the original version of Heaven and Earth One Slash.

    The Heaven and Earth Slash itself was an extreme, off-kilter sword technique, pouring all of its power into a single slash and injuring itself without killing, similar to the Blood Sacrifice Technique, but perfectly superimposed.

    Xu Qi’an gripped his sword, inverted his body, and swooped down.

    In the eyes of Li Miaozhen and the others, he was a yellow meteorite, rubbing a piercing yellow light with the air, and the atmosphere and the yellow light intersected to form a speedy falling conical air shell.

    Zhao Shou seized the opportunity and flexed his fingers to flick the Confucian crown, stretching his right palm out remotely towards Xu Qi’an in a deep voice:

    “This sword, when it is as powerful as a sword!”

    Words came out of the law power surged, adding a power to this sword.

    The yellow light was obviously enhanced by a few points, becoming more and more blazing.

    At this time, Shenshu accelerated the frequency of his attacks, his twenty-four fists were like twenty-four pile-drivers, the shadows of his fists were connected together, and the sound of “Buzzing” was no longer rhythmic and intermittent because of the fast frequency, turning into a long “Buzz~”.

    At that exact moment, Xu Qi’an “fell” down from the sky, and his Zhen Guo Sword struck the top of the head of the Immovable King’s phantom, stabbing fiercely at it.

    This time, is the earth-shaking “boom” a loud bang, yellow light layers stacked explosion, that covers the entire Alanta’s golden light barrier, completely collapsed, disintegrated into a pure energy storm.

    In front of the various halls, the Zen masters fell piece by piece, they died without a sound, in the state of meditation was shattered five organs and six bowels, their vitality was cut off.

    Highly skilled Zen masters were “woken up” from their meditation, blood spurting wildly, looking left and right in bewilderment or horror, not knowing what had happened.

    Once a Zen master sits in meditation, he enters the realm of forgetfulness, not knowing the cold or the heat, or the years.

    “This, this ……..”

    When he saw the tragic situation in front of him, he realized that only a small number of Zen masters with high level of cultivation had survived, and that the middle and lower level Zen masters had perished as much as they could, dying in the middle of their meditation.

    “What’s going on, what’s going on?!”

    “All dead, all my disciples dead?”

    “This, this …….. Thousands of years have been will, my Buddha’s holy mountain has never had such a tragic light ah, it is that year the king of the Shura went up the mountain, was also suppressed by the Buddha in the Zhen Devil Stream.”

    Shocked and angry, the old Zen masters dropped to the ground, painfully unable to accept the scene before them.

    “What exactly are the forces that attacked my Sacred Mountain?”

    An elder with a white beard hanging down on his chest and a beard stained with sticky blood, clenched his withered hands, his forehead veins exploding angrily as he asked this question with hatred.

    The martial arts monk on the side responded in sorrow as he tended to the wounded:

    “It’s a monster, covered in pitch black, controlling the Vajra Dharma.”

    Black and in control of the Vajra Dharma? The senior Zen masters looked at each other and saw bewilderment in each other’s eyes.

    That old monk with a white beard hanging down to his chest’s face changed slightly, as if he had thought of something, but without explaining, he asked in return:

    “Unless he, also, who else?”

    The surrounding martial monks sniffed and looked in the direction of the main hall at the top of the mountain.

    “Hsu Yin-gong of the Great Bong.”

    “Da Bong’s newly promoted First Grade Martial Artist.”

    The martial monks each spoke.

    Xu Qi An, a first class martial artist ……… The monks looked at each other, and no one spoke for a short time.

    After a short interval, the old Zen master said painfully:

    “He’s come back to take revenge, he’s come back to take revenge. I knew that the old lineage would either have to kill him at all costs or incorporate him into the Buddhist Sect at all costs in the first place. Now it’s good that the first thing he retaliated against after he was promoted to the first rank was my Buddhist Sect.”

    The martial arts monks and Zen masters were silent.

    As full-fledged monks of Aranta, they naturally know about the feud between their own sect and the “Buddha’s son”.

    The Buddha Sect has repeatedly intended to strength the Buddha’s son, but because of the dispute between the large and small multiplication of Buddhism, the attitude of the senior management has been ambiguous. So that it did not make up its mind completely.

    This resulted in the fact that although several times Rohan and Vajra were sent to force the realization, they did not hold the belief that they would not stop until the goal was achieved.

    At that time, there were many monks in Aranta who pointed out that if the Buddha’s son was a must, then the Bodhisattvas should go to the Central Plains with the attitude of not hesitating to turn against the Supervisor of Justice, and forcefully transform the Buddha’s son.

    Now comes the aftermath.

    That Central Plains Buddhist son who pioneered the idea that all beings could become Buddhas has now been promoted to the rank of First Grade Martial Artist and has come looking for the Buddhist Sect to settle the score.

    ……….

    “What a terrifying battle power.”

    Daoist Master Golden Lotus gave a heartfelt word of praise.

    Shenshu aside, the power that Xu Ningyan had erupted just now, there was not a single First Grade in any of the major systems that could forcefully catch it.

    It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that excluding half-step Martial Gods and the major superpowers, Xu Ningyan should be the strongest in terms of battle power in the world.

    Well, except for “Arak”, who’s gone far away with the Supervisor.

    While Asura, Li Miaochen, and the others were lamenting the violence of the martial artist, Xu Qi’an, who stood proudly at the front of the main hall, holding the Zhen Guo Sword and facing the three First Grade Bodhisattvas all by himself, was not as cold and calm inside as he appeared to be.

    Shenshu Hurry up and come up ah, I alone can t manage three Bodhisattvas with a high probability, and I now feel that my body has been emptied ……… Xu Qi an s face was cold while he prayed silently in his heart.

    After breaking through the defensive array, he immediately stopped the blood sacrifice, which effectively preserved his physical strength and weakened the aftermath, but a slight feeling of exhaustion still followed, reminding him of the long-lost, weakness after a thousand golds had been dispersed.

    “All the martial monks listen to the order to quickly take the Zen master into the depths of Alanta for refuge.”

    Kwanghyun’s voice, which does not discriminate between men and women, reverberates over Aranta.

    In front of the collapsed main hall, the Garuda Tree Bodhisattva stood with an angst-ridden figure, standing upright, looking at Xu Ningyan with eyes filled with gravity.

    The jade-faced Bodhisattva Liuli, whose green silk was like a waterfall, slightly furrowed her delicate willow eyebrows and stood on the right side of the Gala Tree, while on the left side was the teenage monk Guangxian, whose lips were red and teeth were white.

    The three Bodhisattvas did not immediately strike, shocked by Xu Yinluo, who was as steady as an old dog on the surface but panicked on the inside.

    “You finally made it this far.”

    Bodhisattva Guangxian faintly said.

    “Ever regret it?”

    Xu Qi’an tugged at the corner of his mouth, giving a sneer.

    Bodhisattva Guang Xian’s tone remained calm:

    “Since you have come to Aranta, then don’t think of leaving.”

    His gaze looked toward Li Miaozhen and the others in the distance as he faintly said:

    “So are they.”

    In the aftermath, a shadow that covered the sky rose from behind the three Bodhisattvas.

    The gigantic and incomparable Shenshu appeared behind them at an unknown time, twelve pairs of arms spread out like the open fangs of a flytrap to devour the Bodhisattvas.

    This scene reminded Xu Qi’an of the scene he had seen in the Floating Pagoda – high above the mists, Shenshu looked down morosely on the Buddhas, making a show of choosing people to devour.

    Without hesitation, he immediately swelled his muscles, letting his blood turn into spring torrents that rushed through his veins as he performed the Blood Sacrifice Technique.

    One after the other with Shenshu, they pinched the Garuda Tree.

    Combining the strength of the two Jedi martial artists, they would first kill the Gala Tree. This was the plan that was set before the war started.

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