Eight Hundred and Thirty-Four. Rain of Swords All over the Sky and Slaying Buddha Dragons

Yan Zhaoge met Gao Qing and the others, guessing that they were also exploring the Zhexing Realm before, trying to find a way back to Biyoutian.

Presumably, Gao Qing's group also followed the spiritual energy cycle, found a problem, and then went all the way to the Five Elements Mountain.

But obviously, they met another wave of Buddhist warriors earlier than Yan Zhaoge.

I saw a group of monks, all of whom were solemn and precious, covered with Buddha's light, exuding pure and true meaning.

These Buddhist warriors are not very cruel, but they are firm and tough, and they all look like diamonds.

Yan Zhaoge glanced briefly, and knew that the Buddhist warriors in front of him were very similar to those before the Great Destruction.

Buddhist martial arts and Taoist martial arts have different divisions of levels and realms. The current Buddha, who was detached in the past, has blazed another path for people on the basis of the martial arts path opened by Taiqing Daode Tianzun.

However, when compared horizontally between the two sides, there are still some similarities.

For so many years, Taoist warriors have also been used to measuring Buddhist warriors by their own levels and realms.

It's just that now, compared with the time of the Journey to the West legend, when the Buddha Sakyamuni sat in the central world, there is a big difference.

Among them, the only way to test the gains and losses is to wait for time.

Right now, the foundation of Buddhist warriors' training is the Buddha's light in their bodies.

This Buddha light helps them improve their realm and increase their strength, which is much easier than Taoist disciples.

It doesn't take much talent or understanding, as long as you have a devout heart towards Buddha and a firm and resolute belief, you can improve your cultivation by leaps and bounds.

The threshold is low and the effect is quick.

However, the average level of cultivation strength in the same realm is lower than that of Taoist warriors.

Because their understanding of martial arts and the study of the principles of heaven and earth that they should have in the current state are not thorough enough.

Quite a bit of knowing it, but not knowing why it means.

However, although the average strength of Buddhist warriors in the same realm is weaker than that of Taoism, there is one problem that cannot be ignored.

It is easier for Buddhist warriors to break through to a higher level.

Therefore, a derived problem is that under the same realm, Buddhist warriors often have an advantage in numbers.

This is the case at hand.

It is clear that Gao Qing and other direct disciples of the Qing Dynasty have outstanding cultivation and strength, but at this moment they are besieged by Buddhist powerhouses who are far more numerous than them.

Among them, there are more than one or two strong men who are equivalent to martial saints at the level of Daomen Xianqiao.

Yan Zhaoge also faced the same problem.

However, his expression remained unchanged, and he casually summoned the Heaven Devouring Earth Box, and the terrifying devouring power immediately blocked a large number of enemy attacks.

"Great masters, what about the practice of monks?" Yan Zhaoge chuckled lightly, "Although the Buddha has fire, isn't it too edgy?"

The first monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, and then said: "The words of the benefactor are different. Since you appear here, you have already explained everything. The poor monk and others can only save you and help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

"Huh?" Yan Zhaoge had some difficulty understanding the meaning of the great monk's words for a while: "You know me?"

The monk shook his head while raising the vajra in his hand: "I don't know each other, but since it's the person opposite, it's all the same."

Yan Zhaoge frowned first, and then relaxed his brows: "I see, I seem to understand."

With his hands behind his back, he stood there without moving.

The opponent's Buddha light was brilliant, but the fierce offensive fell, but he couldn't break through the heaven-swallowing earth box.

All the true energy and aura of the Buddhist sects were swallowed up by the long roar like a black hole, and disappeared without a trace.

"Heretics are powerful, and we should use a broader method to save them." A group of monks chanted in unison.

The crowd formed a line, and the people behind were standing with their hands on the shoulders of the people in front.

In an instant, the Buddha's light turned into one, and the brilliance transformed into a form, as if it had substance.

With golden scales, silver whiskers, auspicious aura, and auspicious clouds with four claws.

The dragon chant sounded from the mouth, but it was Mahayana Buddhist scriptures.

The power of the monks was united, and the true meaning of martial arts manifested into a mighty golden dragon that stretched across the sky and earth, and jumped towards Yan Zhaoge.

The dragon was covered with golden scales,

Impressively engraved with Taoism, Buddhist scriptures and meanings.

Walking through the void, the void directly oscillated and burst.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge said with a relaxed smile, "Good job."

He stretched out his hand and slapped the Heaven Swallowing Earth Box, the huge long box opened with a bang, and then a white sword energy like a rainstorm suddenly flew out of it!

The sword energy criss-crossed, separating the heaven and the earth.

Countless ferocious sword qi slashed at the Buddhist golden dragon continuously, like rain hitting plantains.

Roads of golden brilliance kept exploding, and roads of dragon scales kept scattering.

The Sanskrit chanting gradually faded, and the painful muffled sounds of the monks sounded in the air.

Yan Zhaoge was not in a hurry to strike hard, he wanted to see what kind of methods the other party had.

This is the first time I have fought against Buddhist warriors.

After today, after trying to return to the Upper Realm, there may be no chance for a long time.

The golden dragon endured the intensive slashing blows like a storm of sword energy. Although it was on the verge of falling, it held on and did not dissipate.

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "The defense is very strong, and this can be regarded as a variant of the Buddhist golden body."

Although the golden dragon's defensive power is strong, the sword energy in the heaven-swallowing earth box seems to be endless, and it always attacks with an impenetrable and fierce posture.

But at the next moment, the long black metal box slammed shut.

The previous gust of wind and rain suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Without the slightest hesitation, a terrifying suction force came out of the heaven-swallowing earth box again, wanting to swallow the sun and moon, and capture the stars.

Struggling to support, the golden dragon covered in bruises was directly engulfed by the black hole that swallowed the sky and devoured the earth forcibly!

"Scatter!" The leading monk shouted.

At the critical moment, the golden dragon suddenly dissipated, and a figure reappeared.

A group of Buddhist warriors coughed up blood together and fell back, struggling to resist the suction force of the Heaven Swallowing Earth Box.

Yan Zhaoge smiled: "Are there any new tricks?"

Just as he was speaking, his eyes suddenly flickered slightly, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a huge hole in the void in the distance, and a huge figure entering the mountain appeared.

Yan Zhaoge took a closer look, it was a huge white elephant, its body was like jade, and its feet were in the sky.

The giant white elephant took one step forward and came to Yan Zhaoge from the horizon.

On the white elephant's head stood a young monk who looked like he was about thirty years old.

He looked down at Yan Zhaoge, Gao Qing and the others, and whispered to himself, "Did these heretical demons weaken the restriction of the forbidden area, or did the weakening of the forbidden area attract these heretics?"

The monk's eyes lingered on Gao Qing and the others for a while: "...The direct succession of the Shangqing?"

He turned his head to look at Yan Zhaoge again: "Are you from the Upper Realm with them, or are you from the Upper Realm?"

Yan Zhaoge was staring at his white elephant, and after seeing clearly that there were only two ivory tusks instead of six, he couldn't help laughing and said, "I wonder if it's a great supernatural being like Samantabhadra Bodhisattva? It really isn't. .”