After the destruction of the Buddha, it was difficult to see all kinds of temples and monks in the world of practice. The last Buddhist holy land of Lingshan Temple was also hidden in the south. Few temples traveled in the world. Therefore, for many junior monks in the world of practice, the Buddhist theory has even become an illusory legend. However, Fang Xing came from a mundane family, but he still remembered that the temple statues I saw in the mortal world when he was a child, with kind eyes, floating outside the world, sitting upright, and seemed to have controlled the temples and temples that remained unchanged forever. ╟┠┡╟Reading╟

Now in the tenth formation where the formation gate is opened, Song Guichan is like a Buddha statue he saw in his childhood.

Judging from his appearance, Song Guichan was just a young man wearing a white robe and sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform surrounded by red flames. He was like a big Buddha sitting in the void, motionless and shaking, his eyes drooping, and his facial lines were soft. He was not like Zhao Changhe's young man with handsome eyebrows and eyes as a blade as a blade, nor was he like Xie Linyuan's shaped like an ancient man, with wide forehead and high cheekbones. Song Guichan's appearance actually looked a bit ordinary, but the quiet and peaceful meaning of his eyebrows made him have a holy halo.

This kind of halo makes people feel awe and contempt when they see him, and the feeling of being close will arise naturally.

Although he did not have any murderous aura on his body, no one could have the desire to resist in front of him.

Immortal wind and Buddha's bones, holy face and king appearance!

It was a strange feeling. The tenth formation opened, and the Pure Yang Taoist Song Guichan was revealed in front of the younger generations of Nan Zhan, but these people could not feel the feeling of being facing a great enemy in their hearts. They knew that this person was the obstacle to their last level of Nan Zhan’s establishment, and they knew that the Taoist protection alliance against Nan Zhan’s monks had been formed in the name of this person, but they subconsciously would not be hostile to him. Read the book ┡┡┢┢┟

For a moment, he was as quiet as a god in Song Gui's Zen body, sitting on the heads of the cultivators, as if he was worshipped by someone.

"Ah...pah!"

Fang Xing felt that he didn't like Song Guichan as soon as he saw him.

Born to look down on these people who rely on their faces to make a living!

"You are Song Zhilai?"

With a loud scream, the cultivators of Nanzhan who were suppressed by the Buddhist intention of Song Guichan, Fang Xing held his hand and looked at Song Guichan with a bad expression. He whispered loudly: "There are nine forces of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, evil, thunder, and life, one by one, but I wonder what you will do in the last time? Will you be a polite monk? "

"Song Zhiliao?"

In front of Song Guichan, Nan Zhan Zhuxiu, who could not even turn his head, subconsciously thought.

But when my head turned around, I immediately understood and felt amused and laughed. Song Guichan, isn't Song Guichan?

I don’t know if it’s the little devil, or I deliberately gave someone a nickname.

However, the "Song Zhiliao" inexplicably reduced the pressure on Song Guichan's hearts in Nanzhan Zhu's younger generation.

"call out!"

Hearing this sentence, Song Guichan, who had been slightly closed his eyes, slowly opened his eyes. A pair of eyes that were so deep that it seemed that there was a flash of light. His eyes seemed to be that the pressure suppressing the heads of the cultivators seemed to have increased by nearly a hundred times in an instant. Among the monks of Nanzhan, those with weaker cultivation were already afraid to show their aura. He wanted to read ┠┝┞┞┞Shu 1┝ subconsciously lowered his head and did not dare to look at him.

"I am the tenth formation, and you can pass the formation if you defeat me!"

Song Guichan spoke softly, but the meaning in his words was like a chariot running over the hearts of the younger generations in Nanzhan.

It's too crazy...

Fang Xing first broke through ten formations with one man's strength, and he was so crazy that he was out of bounds.

But Song Guichan now spoke calmly, and he was in the tenth formation, but instantly made people feel that he had compared Fang Xing.

Is this to stop all the juniors of Nanzhan with one person?

Even Fang Xing's eyes lit up and he sneered: "You are crazy, Song Zhiliao!"

Facing his verbal teasing, Song Guichan's eyebrows and eyes were still calm, and there was no fluctuation in his voice. He said lightly: "It's nothing to do with arrogance, I just can't bear to see the killing again! Fellow Daoist Fang, you came from the first formation and blood flowed into a river. The murders were endless, so there was no mercy? This tenth formation was originally a formation of immortals. I and my junior brothers and sisters of Chunyang Dao, and even if the immortals entered this formation, they would die. You Nanzhan cultivators. After entering this formation, I don't know how many people died. I, Chunyang Dao disciples, wouldn't know how many people would die because of guarding this formation. I can't bear to see this murder. I intend to use me alone to replace these ten formations. If you still have some mercy, why would you rather learn from me and condemn your junior brothers and sisters to leave the formation. You and I will fight together to determine the cause and effect of Nanzhan's establishment?"

"A battle will determine cause and effect..."

Fang Xing was secretly shocked when he heard this, but he smiled and said, "Are you willing to give up? There are so many people!"

Song Guichan smiled faintly, disdained to explain, but just flicked his sleeves and said softly: "Junior Brother Mo, take all the disciples away from the formation!"

"Abide by the law of senior brother!"

Behind Song Guichan, one of them respectfully agreed, and with the voice, a man with a tall figure appeared.

Carrying an ancient sword, the breath is extremely scattered and imminent.

Not only him was the one who appeared, but five people appeared in a row, all distributed around Song Guichan, like five guardians who protected the Buddha, floating in the air, with high fighting spirit. They were the five true teachings of Chunyang Dao. The pure Yang Dao was originally seven true teachings, but He Lingzi was trapped in the Demon Emperor Pavilion of the Beiju Demon Earth and had not yet returned to the mountain, so there were only six true teachings appearing in this formation at this time.

As these five people appeared, there were a huge storm in the void, and hundreds of monks appeared, with a strong spirit and a gathering of smoke and clouds.

They were originally in this void, but they were just blocked by the Buddha light on Song Guichan's body. At this time, Song Guichan's energy was restrained, and these pure Yang Taoist disciples all appeared in shape, with their expressions arrogantly, looking down at Nan Zhan's sects.

This group of pure Yang Taoist disciples put pressure on Nan Zhan and the younger monks, which was more than 30% stronger than the Taoist Taoist. ╟ read┢┝┢ Book╟

Now most of the juniors in Nanzhan have experienced a fierce battle with the Talisman Taoist, and their strength has been greatly damaged. When they encounter this group of Chunyang Taoist disciples, they will suffer a great loss. However, no one expected that as soon as these disciples appeared, Song Guichan planned to let them leave the formation. Whether it is true or false, Song Guichan's move did avoid a big killing. Otherwise, the two sides would fight, and Nanzhan's juniors would inevitably have a bloody ending with the disciples of Chunyang Taoist disciples.

This approach is undoubtedly a disadvantage for Chunyang Dao, because the true teachings of Chunyang Dao and a group of disciples, combined with the power of the tenth formation, are undoubtedly much stronger than those of Nan Zhan. In order to avoid excessive killing, Song Guichan condemned Chunyang Dao disciples to the formation, and then opened the formation gate, and only fought with Fang Xing to determine the cause and effect, but gave up many advantages.

Seeing this scene, Nan Zhan and a group of juniors also turned their attention to Fang Xing.

The disciples of Chunyang Dao have withdrawn from the formation, and it is time for junior Nanzhan to come, but they are still waiting for Fang Xing's words.

For them, the original intention of entering the formation was just to send Fang Xing to the tenth formation and Song Guichan. As for challenging Song Guichan, this bold idea is really not something that anyone can give birth to...

However, when the junior Nanzhan's eyes saw Fang Xing, he was walking around as if nothing had happened. He said nothing. When the disciple Yu, the Chunyang Taoist disciple, finally laughed and said to Song Guichan: "Song Zhili, I'm missing. You really dare to use your own strength to block the way of my fellow Nanzhan. No matter what you win or lose, you have a good idea!"

After saying this, several juniors Nan Zhan were surprised and turned to look at him.

No!

I have condemned the disciples of Chunyang Dao to come out, because I want to fight with you to determine the cause and effect...

However, before this thought could be finished, Fang Xing, who was smiling, suddenly frowned and stepped out with a loud bang. He clenched his fingers into fists and waved them down. However, he saw that the heaven and earth suddenly changed. At some point, a dark cloud condensed in the air. As Fang Xing clenched his fingers, dazzling lightning swelled from the air, and instantly enveloped Song Guichan.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, do you really not pity the life of fellow Nan Zhan?"

Song Guichan stood on his right palm on his chest, his thumb and index finger were buckled in a circle, and the other three fingers were raised. At once, endless Buddha lights soared into the sky, blocking all the lightning lights falling from the sky outside. During this process, his voice did not tremble at all.

"If I really cherish my life, what would I do?"

Fang Xing shouted loudly, and saw that the thunder technique could not break Song Guichan's Buddha light, so he rushed forward directly.

"It's your business that you like to pretend to be big-headed garlic. I'm here to enter the formation, not pretending to be a monk..."

Fang Xing ran like lightning, and at the same time he turned around and shouted to Nanzhanji, "Put him together!"

With a loud bang, he and Song Guichan's palm power intersected and fought fiercely.

However, the younger generations Nan Zhan and others were still looking at each other and were a little unresponsive.

Even after reacting, I was a little hesitant and a thought arose in my mind: This is not good...

"This is the reason. All the people from the demon clan came in to fight for you. Why do you have to cherish your life so much? How can they do the Pure Yang Dao? We only have one purpose, that is, to break the tenth formation, the Pure Yang Dao guarding the formation, and defeat the Pure Yang Dao. Song Guichan guarding the formation, and defeated Song Guichan. If he cherished his life, he shouldn't have come in just now..."

The big golden crow turned the huge bird's head and shouted with a sneer. As she spread her wings, she was about to suffocate.

"This is not bad. Whether the disciple of Chunyang Dao is here or not, I don't plan to retreat anyway..."

Li Ying smiled, and was surrounded by ghost energy. With a loud shout, he was ready to take action.

"Swoosh"

Suddenly, two figures rushed out first, one was Han Ying holding a spear, and the other was Wang Qiong, who was driving the wind and fire wheels.

The two young people from the Western Desert have one common feature, that is, they talk less nonsense.

"Oh, I was taken first again..."

Li Ying screamed strangely and rushed up after their butts. (To be continued.)

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