I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

As soon as Jia Luo ran close to the defensive magic, the bullet screen wall touched the defensive magic, and then there was no time for a change, the gorgeous defensive ring bounced back and exploded suddenly.

Astonishing energy surged up from the defensive magic with the explosion, and the other people around also retreated subconsciously under the impact.

The surging energy splashed in all directions and exploded in front of Jia Luo, but Jia Luo didn't care, these terrifying energies couldn't even mess up his hairstyle.

At the same time, the stone wall was destroyed by this energy storm, as if someone had used a rubber eraser to remove it. It seemed that the ceiling with a skylight was opened, and the exposed metal was exposed. It turned out that this place was a closed metal box.

Jia Luo went his own way and ran all the way to the second defensive magic. With a heartbreaking explosion, the second defensive magic was broken.

The chief priest and everyone who was fighting were dumbfounded when they saw this unimaginable change.

"So... possible?"

The high priest with an inhuman appearance stared blankly at the humans who ran over and exploded all the way.

He has lived so many years and smashed people with his unrivaled fists, seen.I have seen people who cracked it with profound and mysterious magic.

However, I have never seen this kind of ordinary running all the way, and these defensive magics are shattered by themselves.

Then, when the sixth layer of defensive magic exploded like a low-quality transformer, the bullet curtain wall hit the high priest straight.

Immediately, the flames around the chief priest rolled back in the opposite direction of Jia Luo's approach. At this moment, the chief priest reacted subconsciously, and saw him punching Jia Luo with all his strength.

boom!

At this moment, the high priest is a human-shaped magic, and naturally, as if receiving the power of his own fist, he flew upside down.

After almost a while, the barrage gradually became looser.

"Actually, I think I should consider the name Fang Accelerator." Looking at the dismal ground ravaged by energy, and the high priest who fell to the ground vomiting blood, Jia Luo couldn't help but feel a little nervous. touch.

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"And then, get kicked out of shit by an ordinary high school student, right?"

"Come on, the protagonist, it's not as good as one party. Just a muscular guy can knock the protagonist out of high paraplegia."

"Protagonist, don't be shy, you have to know that your barrage body protection can't stop ordinary fists"

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Thanks for the reminders from the bullet screens, Jia Luo was poured cold water on the little joy in his heart.

Jia Luo coughed a few times, and looked at the remaining people on the side: "I just walked over normally, I don't know why this one exploded, probably the quality is not good enough."

Although what Jia Luo said was indeed true, it was obvious that no one would believe it alone.

But for a moment, the fighting people stopped and looked at Jia Luo with strange eyes.

No one expected that the powerful high priest was defeated like a simple farce.

……

……

It still failed.

The monk suddenly laughed, the laughter soared into the sky, but it was extremely bleak.

Suddenly, what interrupted the monk's laughter was the sound of a fist.

I saw that the exposed metal was deformed by the continuous fists of the collision, and finally the metal plate was knocked to the ground with a bang, revealing a stone hole.

A bald head with a bare upper body, delicate features, and a hulking waist came out.

The bald man looked around kindly. He didn't know many people, but finally his eyes fell on Jia Luo and Miss Wizard.

This bald head is none other than the holy monk. He walked over with a little emotion and said, "Gara benefactor, and female benefactor, I finally found you!"

Then, the holy monk stepped on the chief priest who was lying on the ground and gritted his teeth to stand up.

puff!

The high priest spit out another half catty of blood.

"Ah? There is a benefactor lying here, it's a sin, it's the poor monk's fault."

The holy monk hurriedly wanted to squat down in a panic, and pulled the ugly benefactor up.

Fuck!

The murloc warriors couldn't bear it any longer. Angry flames burst out from their eyes, and then they rushed over and slashed at the holy monk with several swords wrapped in terrifying green light.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

There were four consecutive sounds of swords breaking.

The four murloc warriors stared at the broken sword in their hands with stunned faces.

Jia Luo quickly explained: "Holy Monk, kill all these people."

After finishing speaking, Jia Luo felt wrong again: "That's right! The monks are merciful! The holy monk beat them quickly so that their mothers don't even know each other!"

Audience gentlemen: "..."

What a monk has compassion in mind.

I always feel that the protagonist has misunderstood something.

Feeling that they couldn't beat the person in front of them, the four murloc warriors immediately picked up the high priest and observed the situation from the sidelines.

The holy monk was at a loss: "The poor monk never shows violence to others, besides, did the few benefactors do something wrong?"

"Does destroying the world count..."

Gallo said quickly.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Jia Luo's words.

Looking at the handsome but tall man, the monk clasped his hands together, performed a reverent salute, and uttered a language more than 300 years ago.

"Teacher, long time no see."

With a calm Buddha's name, and clasped hands, the monk looked at the man with a bit of vicissitudes and a bit of helplessness in his tone, and finally there was an indescribable joy left.

"You are……"

The holy monk showed doubts. He didn't know this monk, but he always felt as if he had seen him somewhere.

Well-exercised body, burly face, although stained with the traces of time, but the heroic appearance of the youth in the past can be vaguely seen.

The holy monk remembered where he had seen him.

"Geeki..."

Gyuki... one of those people who appeared in the dream in the past.

But shouldn't that be just a dream?

"I'm not your teacher."

The holy monk shook his head, the person on the other side admitted his mistake.

I have never accepted a disciple named Kuiji.

"It's not wrong, although there are some differences in appearance, but the breath will not change, unless..."

The monk's tone suddenly stopped, and he figured it out.

It turned out to be the case.

"No matter what name, no matter what appearance, no matter what identity... I will stick to it after all."

That was what the teacher had said to him before he left.

"Teacher, you can't let go after all!"

The monk had a sad look on his face, and when he understood, he knew exactly what kind of situation the teacher put himself in.

What if the world doesn't have the scriptures you want?

In the infinite world, you will eventually find it. In the infinite world, there will always be someone who finds the answer you want.

Therefore, even at this moment, in unknown places, countless people with this kind of thinking set off to the west to search for the impossible scriptures.

Those people were nothing more than silhouettes of a man who might have been named Tang Xuanzang.

Chapter 210 Four Ideals and Bewitching and Xuantian Ring (4k)

There are rumors circulating in the market that the teacher is the second disciple of the Tathagata. He was demoted to the mortal world because he underestimated the Dafa of the Tathagata.

In the past, the teacher has always ignored these legends, and as the teacher's disciples, the several senior brothers also dismissed them.

The scriptures were obtained by the teacher through untold hardships. There are no demons blocking the way, and there are no gods and Buddhas to help.

The so-called good man of the ten generations is even more nonsense.

However, after returning from the study, the teacher became more and more strange, always staring blankly at the sky from time to time.

"Ten lives of reincarnation, the so-called ten lives are just the continuation of a person's dream."

Even murmured such words.

Until the end, the teacher's madness became more and more serious. Sometimes he said that he was Tang Xuanzang, and sometimes he said that he was not Tang Xuanzang, but a merchant who went to the Western Regions.

Only in the end, leaving a word of never giving up, the teacher disappeared from the world.

After the teacher disappeared, stories began to circulate that the teacher had become a Buddha.

No one knows where the teacher has gone, and no one knows about the fellow teachers, so naturally he doesn't know either.

Even though the teacher is gone, the brothers and sisters are not discouraged because they still have things to accomplish.

Purdue sentient beings.

A very big statement.

But it is indeed the dream of the brothers and the teacher.

The other teachers and brothers began to run around to promote Buddhism, and he was the most intelligent and the best in Sanskrit.

Therefore, I was responsible for organizing the Buddhist scriptures brought back by the teacher and completing the translation work that the teacher did not complete.