The eighth style is so difficult to practice, and everyone present knows it very well.

Without superb foundation and superb comprehension, it is absolutely impossible to practice this move.

Moreover, it is even more shocking that the other party can actually use this magical power to fight.

Just when everyone around felt it was incredible, the phantoms of weapons condensed by the Buddha's energy on Ye Xiong were already attacking the Buddha statues incarnation.

Two phantoms formed by Buddha energy were in the mid-air battle. For a moment, the sky was filled with Buddha light and sword shadows. The entire Prajna formation became murderous. If you were not careful, you might be seriously injured.

Death.

The people outside the field were frightened. They had never seen such a powerful formation.

Even the three disciples of the Buddha Saint frowned. They never expected that this Prajna Formation was so powerful, and they didn't expect that Ye Xiong could last until now.

...

Dadao Temple, in a tall temple in the center.

The temple is divided into two floors. In the middle of the empty hall on the second floor, there is a huge water mirror.

In front of the water mirror, an old man with white body stood.

With white hair, white beard and eyebrows, and white clothes, the whole person looks like a fairy-like scent.

He looked at the water mirror with his hands behind his back. At this time, the formation competition was being held on the square.

Behind the old man with a gray hair stood a man in his forties, with a gentle temperament and always had a calm expression on his face, as if the sky was falling, and it was all about this kind of respect.

If Ye Xiong knew the identities of these two people, he would definitely be shocked.

The elegant monk was the senior brother Gu Mingjing who had previously tested his bone age, and the white-haired old man was a famous giant, Buddha Saint of the entire Buddhist legend.

"Mingjing, what do you think of this monk?" The Buddha asked, looking at Ye Xiong on the water mirror.

"This child has a very high understanding. He actually learned the eighth style in a short time and was able to use it in actual combat. He is sure that he is not an ordinary person. Moreover, he has become the peak of his gods and his future is limitless." said the eldest brother.

"It's not much different than you. I haven't seen such a talented Buddhist practice for a long time. And look, how pure his Buddha energy is," said the Buddha Saint.

"Master, you have been proud of me. He is not a little more talented than me." The eldest brother pointed to the figure above and said, "Just now, when the fourth junior sister was testing her bone age, she found that his bone age was only 300 when she was testing her bone age.

At the age of twenty, he thought the bone tester was broken, so he brought it to me to touch the bones. I confirmed that his bone age is indeed only 320 years old.”

"Three Hundred and Twenty?"

When the Buddha heard this news, he was not happy, but frowned.

He knew very well what this meant. Normally, among monks, especially Buddhists, this qualification can only be described as defiant of heaven.

"That's right, it's just 320 years old. I thought he had some chance to go against the sky, but I didn't expect his learning ability to be so strong." At this point, the senior brother paused for a moment before saying: "Teacher".

Zun, I don't think he is an ordinary person."

"Can ordinary people do this?" Buddha snorted: "With his qualifications, it will be a matter of time before he can surpass me, provided that he can survive."

"Master, why don't we pull him?" asked the senior brother.

"This person's identity is not known, let's take a look first."

"But, he is so high-profile, I am afraid that after the ancestral ceremony, he will be targeted by the Temple of Light immediately. If we don't pull him, he will not survive. The only one who can save him is our Tiandao Temple." said the senior brother.

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"What should come will come eventually, and you can't hide it." The Buddha Saint sighed to the sky and ordered: "Mingjing, please send someone to investigate later. He is the reincarnation of the powerful. Is it possible that he is a god?

Will be reincarnated.”

Mingjing also understood that except for reincarnation, ordinary monks could not have such a demonic cultivation speed and understanding.

"Yes, Master, I'll send someone to check soon..."

Before Gu Mingjing could finish his speech, his eyes fell on the Prajna Formation and he was stunned: "The ninth style, Wanfo Chongzong, did he even learn the ninth style?"

There was a flash of light in the Buddha's saint's eyes.

"Master, he has already met the conditions for passing the level. Why haven't you let it go?" Gu Mingjing asked strangely.

“Wait a little longer…”

...

The people outside the field were completely crazy. When Ye Xiong performed the ninth style of Ten Thousand Buddhas in the sect, the whole audience was silent, as if they saw a monster.

Although there are ten styles in "The Ten Thousand Buddhas' Conquest of the Sect", everyone knows that there are actually only nine styles. Because this last style is impossible to successfully practice, the last style should be the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Conquest of the Sect.

At this moment, Ye Xiong's body was suspended in the air.

When you put your palms together, a Dharma image appears on the top of your head.

This Dharma image is not one side, but four sides, which is a four-sided Buddhist Dharma image.

"The Brahma Dharma image is actually the Brahma Dharma image."

Only then did the people outside the field realize that the last move of the Ten Thousand Buddhas to celebrate the sect was actually the Brahma Dharma image.

Brahma has some supreme status in Buddhism. Because it has four faces, it is also called the Four-faced Buddha.

Four sides, eight ears, eight arms, eight hands, and face full of compassion, kindness, and justice.

The Dharma image has a breath of righteousness, which makes people unable to feel a little hatred.

Those who had hated, despised, and jealous of Ye Xiong changed all the moment the Brahma Dharma appearance appeared, and their eyes were filled with piety and respect.

After the Brahma Dharma image above Ye Xiong's head rose up, the Dharma image shot towards all directions, shining with light without dead corners, rolling pressure, the incarnation of the eighteen Buddha statues was under such a huge pressure,

He was defeated immediately and his incarnation disappeared.

Ye Xiong gasped heavily. The Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong were simply vampires. With this move, he almost drained half of his Buddha energy.

Just when he thought that this time was finally over, the eighteen Buddha statues suddenly moved, and the surroundings were thundering and circling around him.

Suddenly, the Buddha statue stopped and formed another pattern.

At the same time, the incarnation appeared on the Buddha statue for the third time. This time the incarnation was larger and stronger than the previous few times.

The onlookers outside collapsed.

Ye Xiong was even more collapsed. He never thought that the Prajna Formation would not be released at this time, and seemed to be preparing to kill him.

"Second Brother Third, Miss Fourth, are you going to kill me in this Prajna Formation?" Ye Xiong couldn't help but curse.

"This formation is not controlled by us. If you can continue, continue. If you don't, crush the token!" Senior Brother Third said lightly.

"Lu Yun, if it really doesn't work, just crush the token. Maybe it's possible to pass it." said the fat man.

If you can't bear it, you will crush the token. It was ordered by the above. As for the reaction after crushing, no one knows.

Perhaps, it may be possible to pass.

Ye Xiong's arrogance was completely aroused.
Chapter completed!