Stunning beauty

The sun rises in the east.

Buddhist country.

In front of more than a hundred stick monks, Xu Xian stood proudly, facing the rising sun, with his hairband fluttering in the wind. The passion of middle-aged and elderly people seems to have only started now.

Because of Bai Niangniang's illness, she remained anonymous for thirty years and spent her best years in that small pharmacy. Perhaps, at some point, when Xu Xian was making medicine in Baohe Hall, he also thought of his ambition. Those years of Ling Yun.

Today, with a beautiful woman by his side, Xu Xian seems to have regained the high-spiritedness of his youth.

"Yu Zhen, leave these people to my husband, please stretch your muscles and bones." Xu Xian said and rushed forward.

"kill!"

Hundreds of stick monks shouted loudly and rushed forward at the same time.

In this time of troubled demons and demons, Buddhist disciples should raise their butcher's knives to kill demons and protect the human world.

A medicine pestle that is more than a foot long is not a magical weapon. However, the strength of a weapon mainly depends on the person who uses it.

"The sea is boundless!"

Surrounded by more than a hundred stick monks, Xu Xian swung an iron pestle and broke several sticks. Then, the true energy surged around his body, and his powerful palms came out like mountains and seas.

The next moment, screams rang out, and dozens of stick monks were thrown away by the powerful palm force, and they fell to their feet.

"Vulnerable!"

Xu Xian released a piece of trash talk very timely. As a villain, his aura cannot be lost.

Behind him, Bai Jiao watched his husband's battle and did not intervene in a hurry.

She knew that these monks could not hurt her husband.

Among the more than a hundred stick monks, there are many great monks with good martial arts skills. They are all well-known figures in the Buddhist kingdom. Unfortunately, there is a gap between masters and masters.

As a descendant of Xu Ancestor, Xu Xian, one of the few in the world who was at the peak of the Five Realms, had no problem dealing with these miscellaneous fish.

Not long after, amidst the miserable screams, a group of stick monks, great monks, and masters were already lying down under Xu Xian's medicine-pounding pestle.

"Amitabha."

Just when the Buddhist masters were about to lose their hold, a loud Buddha trumpet sounded in the distance, and then a huge air pressure hit their faces.

"This is?"

Outside the battle, in a hidden corner, Sanzang felt something, his expression was slightly condensed, and he looked over subconsciously.

But at the end of the field of vision, two figures stepped forward, one old and one young, with extraordinary momentum, and their faces were so familiar.

It was the old monk Kongdu and the former number one parallel importer in the Five Realms, Fa Hai.

"Late stage of the Five Realms?"

Sanzang noticed that Brother Fahai next to the old monk Kongdu had a strange look on his face.

In the late stage of the Five Realms, it is even close to the peak of the Five Realms.

It’s been a while since I last saw you, and your cultivation has improved so quickly.

It's not easy. He thought that his senior brother would be stuck in the middle stage of the Five Realms forever.

In the late stage of the Five Realms, one can even enter the ranks of true masters.

However, realm does not mean anything.

A certain guy named Li, not long after entering the Fifth Realm, was able to fight back and forth with the top experts at the peak of the Five Realms. What was the reason? It was despicable enough.

"White flood dragon!"

Outside the battlefield, old monk Kongdu saw the majestic white dragon in front of him, and murderous intent flashed across his old face.

Did his disciple die in the hands of this monster?

Amitabha!

"Yu Zhen, be careful."

During the battle, Xu Xian saw the two men and immediately guessed their identities. He said in a deep voice, "They are the 32nd and 34th generation Fahai. Especially the old monk, their strength is amazing and not inferior to you."

In the Buddhist Kingdom, each generation has its own Dharma Sea. Except for the current Dharma Sea, which is relatively weak, every other Dharma Sea can be regarded as the military leader of the Buddha Kingdom, and is quite powerful.

"Fahai."

Old monk Kongdu spoke and said calmly, "Go and help them."

"Yes."

Fa Hai took the order without any hesitation, his figure passed by and rushed forward.

When Xu Xian saw this, his face darkened, and he shook away several stick monks around him with his palm, and then swung the iron pestle and hit the person who came.

"Arhat's Demon Seal!"

Under the morning sun, Fa Hai was dazzling with golden light, and he swept into the battle situation, and shot out of the air with his heavy palms.

But upon hearing a loud earthquake, the two forces collided head-on, and powerful air waves surged, knocking the nearest stick monks away.

"Arhat Earth-shattering Seal!"

One palm later, another palm followed, and Fahai, who was completely reborn, attacked like a tide, showing his demeanor as a strong man for the first time.

Xu Xian held the iron pestle and turned his steps to avoid the repeated attacks of the Buddhist disciples in front of him. He looked calm and showed no panic.

"boom!"

An unsighted monk attacked with a stick, but Xu Xian slapped him and sent him flying away, causing him to be thrown away and gnawed in the mud.

"Amitabha."

At this moment, outside the battlefield, the old monk Kongdu looked at the white dragon in front of him. The aura around him surged, and he was filled with murderous aura that could almost condense into substance.

As the saying goes, enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, knowing that the monster in front of them is the beast that killed his disciples. The old monk Kongdu could not hide his murderous intention, and vowed to kill monsters and eliminate harm for the people.

Baijiao, on the other hand, doesn't have so many great ideas. The only thing she wants to do is to carry out the young master's order, go to the Buddhist Kingdom to investigate, and by the way, eradicate the Fahai lineage!

Under the rising sun in the early morning, the old monk Kongdu moved first. The nine-ringed tin staff burst out with powerful force, and the Buddha's light shone brightly, hitting the white dragon in front of him.

The white dragon did not dodge or dodge, and swung its tail, blocking the attack of the nine-ringed tin staff.

A person and a dragon who have surpassed the pinnacle and are at the top of the martial arts under the divine realm are continuing the grudge between the Fahai lineage and the dragon clan after thirty years.

Just when the battlefield of Buddha Kingdom officially started.

Li Garden, Inner Courtyard, Li Ziye listened quietly to the news from Yuzhou City, thoughts flashing in his eyes.

Nearly.

The god-making plan has reached this level, and it is only a short distance away from success.

As long as the plan succeeds, even if he goes to Chidi and never comes back, the Li family can still stand at the top of Kyushu.

Perhaps, this is his craziest and proudest work in this world.

Human power, psychic power!

"Xiao Ziye, what exactly is the God-creation plan?"

In the room at the back, Lord Yunying opened the window, leaned on the window, and asked curiously, "I heard you mention it several times, but I always understand what it means. Is it a person?"

"No."

Li Ziye replied, "He is not alone."

"Not a human? What is that?"

Holy Master Yunying asked with a surprised look on his face, "It's not really a god, is it?"

"The Holy Master misunderstood."

Li Ziye responded and was about to explain when Xiao Si seemed to have heard something and handed over the Thousand Miles Transmission Note and said softly:

"Young Master, I want you to give him a name."

"Name?"

Li Ziye murmured, with a pensive look on his face, and said to himself, "He is ruthless and has no feelings. The Supreme Being forgets his feelings."

After finishing his words, Li Ziye paused slightly and said seriously, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"