Five hundred arhats surrounded Ji Liao, and their figures changed constantly. The space they were in was completely different at every moment, but Ji Liao could deeply feel that every arhat could attack him in an instant. Moreover, although they were five hundred monks, they were actually one.

"Minister Qingxuan Jiliao offended me, my Buddhist Pure Land. Even if I am the Taoist Xuanzhen, I will be suppressed by Buddhism for a hundred years to warn those who come later."

Five hundred monks, who were like golden men, spoke in unison, and the voice of Buddha appeared in layers of spaces.

Ji Liao thought to himself that it was said that the demons and the Buddhist sect are mortal enemies, and it was indeed not bad. My magic body came and went freely in many spaces. It was a first-class escape method in the world, but the power of this Buddhist formation could also penetrate into the small world.

But he didn't plan to run away either.

The wind and rain disappeared all over the sky, and the river of heaven fell around Ji Liao, like a guardian dragon.

Ji Liao knew that this was the evolution after calling the wind and rain to the extreme, and produced this spiritual river of heaven. In ancient times, this magic also had a name, called the method of Yuan Ling.

It means that the spell itself produces spirituality.

This is a realm that even the top-level soul real person cannot touch, but Ji Liao accidentally created this thing. Now he has no time to find out the reason and urge the Tianhe to attack the formation.

The void cleansed, and the formation of Tianhe and Jin people launched a fierce strangle.

The power of Tianhe was pure and vast, and the solemnity of the Buddhist formation was exactly the match between chess and opponents.

Ji Liao saved his energy and observed the flow of the formation.

Everyone in the world has flaws and gaps to find, let alone the five hundred golden men who rely on the formation to form a whole.

The achievements of the magic body of the heavenly demon made Ji Liao's judgment of the virtual and the real world reach an unimaginable state for ordinary people. The impregnable formation gradually appeared in Ji Liao's eyes.

Just like a stone, it seems that there are no cracks, but in fact, it is still full of gaps after being magnified countless times.

Looking through countless gaps, Ji Liao found the largest gap.

Ji Liao stood in the void and suddenly retracted the Tianhe River, allowing him to coil around him and protect himself and Luhua.

Then he formed a magic seal, and the power of mountains and rivers burst out with a bang.

Again and again, the Jin people bombarded each other.

Every time, you are exerting force accurately in the same place.

The Jin Man Formation is still invisible and indestructible.

One round of bomb,

twice,

three times,

…

…

One hundred times.

The formation still has not changed.

The monks of the Jin Man Formation were all confident. Their Five Hundred Arhat Formation was a Buddhist teaching that was passed down from Lingshan. They could subdue demons and subdue immortals. Where could this Taoist from Qingxuan be able to crack it?

But Ji Liao was unmoved and still launched the 100th bombardment without hesitation.

Without warning, the Buddhist formation that could have subdued immortals and demons collapsed at this moment, and five hundred golden monks squirted blood at the same time, scattered in all directions.

Ji Liao didn't have any self-satisfaction, and walked to the deeper.

He saw an old monk and saw countless golden swastikas beside the old monk, trapping a girl in it like quicksand.

Ji Liao did not look at the old monk, but said to the girl inside: "Do you remember what I said to you at Zifu Peak that year? The stonemason hit the stone hundreds of times, but the stone did not change at all. Until the 100th strike, the stone cracked in two halves, but the stone cracked not because of the 100th strike, but because the stonemason was consistent. Now I ask you, are you still Ling Xiao?"

"I am."

Ji Liao shouted sternly: "Since that's it, you won't draw your sword."

Ling Xiao was trapped in the golden swastika, except for his clothes, and had nothing to do.

But a sword sound appeared in the golden swastika.

The sword energy soared into the sky, constantly hitting the golden swastika barrier that trapped her.

The barrier is like a diamond, unshakable.

But the sword energy is more determined.

She was determined not like Ling Xiao, but like another her, the ruthless and indifferent her.

In fact, this is Ling Xiao. Wurong is her, and affection is also her. What combines the two sides is her persistence.

Ling Xiao never gave up looking for Qingpingzi's whereabouts, that was the embodiment of her persistence.

Practitioners should not have attachments, but should also have attachments.

If you do not have the unyielding desire to seek the Tao, how can you overcome the difficulties and obstacles on the road of cultivation?

Ling Xiao turned into a sharp sword and tirelessly hit the magic circle that trapped himself.

The old monk sighed and said, "This is the indomitable true heart, this is the foundation of Vajra Prajna, why can't you stay in my Buddhist sect?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden swastika formation collapsed like Ji Liao's Arhat formation.

Lingxiao escaped from the cage and was extremely happy.

She said coldly: "Come on the sword."

There was a roar of swords in the sky, and a killing sword broke through the sky and arrived.

In an instant, the entire Buddhist temple was filled with coldness, and everything was stained with a layer of ice.

The cold sword energy, like a storm, wrapped the entire Buddhist temple that had become ruins.

The sword energy freezes all things, and I don’t know how many Buddhist children died or injured for a while.

The old monk put it together and said, "One cause, one result. Lingxiao donor, if you don't make good relationships today, you will be a bad result in the future."

Ling Xiao said calmly: "Even if it is the consequence, I will get the result with one sword."

The old monk shook his head.

Ji Liao looked at the old monk and said, "Tell me, where is Guru Padmasambhava?"

The old monk said: "The master was born in the world without showing any traces. If he did not appear, others would not find him. If he appeared, others would not be able to do anything to him."

Ji Liao pointed to Luhua and said, "Where is her, this is the spiritual child in your mouth. I think she is Guru Padmasambhava."

The old monk looked at Luhua and was stunned, then said calmly: "Papa Lotus is the one-dimensional form of all Buddhas of the three ages. You said she is, but it's not bad."

Ji Liao said: "Don't pretend to be a god, I won't eat this."

The Buddhist temple was broken by Ji Liao and encountered the sword energy emitted by Ling Xiao hatred, which naturally made the Buddhist soldiers fighting with the integrated demon soldiers feel it.

The Buddhist soldiers naturally fell sharply, and the Huangquan demon soldiers killed the Buddha soldiers and retreated step by step.

The demonic energy was vaguely visible and raging into the Buddhist temple.

The old monk sighed and said, "A lotus is destroyed, and lotus is born. Born is death, and death is birth."

Golden Buddha flames emerged from him.

Ji Liao looked shaking, holding Ling Xiao with one hand and Luhua with the other.

With a wave of space, I left the Buddhist temple.

Hundreds of miles away, Ji Liao appeared.

Looking at the Lotus Peak in the distance, a huge lotus firework burst out. The fireworks are powerful and destroy everything about the Lotus Peak.

It's really terrifying.

If Ji Liao had not taken one step first, he would have suffered a great loss. He would not have expected that this old monk would have been willing to give up everything and die with the enemy for thousands of years.

After all, even if this trick is used, others can't help it, but the old monk basically ends up with both spirit and body. Even if there is a trace of residual soul that can be retained, it will be difficult to embark on the path of cultivation.
Chapter completed!