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Gao Zhengyang was a little funny: "Who are you?"

The old monk frowned very displeased, the other party killed his disciple, and dared to be so arrogant. He was about to get angry, but was swept away by Gao Zhengyang's deep eyes, and the person seemed to have suddenly stumbled and fallen into the abyss, and his anger disappeared in an instant, leaving only fear in his heart.

He even instinctively answered Gao Zhengyang's question: "The poor monk is a white elephant, and he is happy with the patriarchal king." ”

Gao Zhengyang pointed to the unconscious woman on the ground and asked, "Do you know her?"

The old monk Bai Xiang was about to answer, but his eyes swept over the woman, but he was startled and suddenly came to his senses. He was shocked and ashamed in his heart, he didn't notice it for a while just now, but he was intimidated by the other party's momentum, and instinctively obeyed the other party.

He glared at Gao Zhengyang angrily: "You are the Wukong from the Eastern Shenzhou, right?"

Gao Zhengyang smiled: "So what?"

The white elephant's face slowly turned red, as if the blood in his body was about to leak out of his skin. He said in a deep voice: "Back then, the holy monk Xuanzang crossed to the east, preached the Dharma to the east, and established the Dharma. Although we are hundreds of millions of miles away, we are of the same origin. You are a guest from afar, and the poor monk should be treated politely, but you killed the true disciple of my sect, but you want to give the poor monk an explanation?"

Gao Zhengyang corrected: "It's your disciple who wants to kill me, you have to figure out the cause and effect." ”

"But the result was that the true disciple of the poor monk died. But you are safe. ”

Bai Xiang said: "Thinking that you are a guest, the poor monk gives you two choices, first, go to Huanxizong to apologize for your sins and get forgiveness." Second, the poor monk escorted you to the altar and asked the Precept House to judge you for your crimes. ”

Gao Zhengyang touched his smooth chin and made a contemplative statement: "It doesn't sound like a good choice." ”

"If you insist on disobeying, the poor monk will not be polite. ”

The white elephant's hands formed a wisdom fist seal, and the momentum on his body skyrocketed instantly. He naturally knew that Gao Zhengyang was very powerful, but he had the Demon Descending Pestle of the Supreme Treasure Ming King of the Huanxi Sect in his hand, as long as he was in the territory of the Huanxi Sect, he was not afraid even if he encountered the Holy Order.

Although Gao Zhengyang's breath is deep and unfathomable, his soul is pure and fresh, and his age is no more than forty years old. If you can have a ninth-order cultivation, you are already a peerless genius. The White Elephant Dharma King thought that with the artifact in his hand, he would definitely be able to capture the other party.

"It's been a few days since I came to West Florida, and I haven't seen your martial arts. ”

Gao Zhengyang beckoned and said, "Let me understand the Huanxi Sect." ”

"Ignorant people, let you see the supreme secret method of Buddhism!"

The white elephant shouted, and it directly triggered the wisdom fist seal. The moves of this Ming King's Law Seal are simple, and the real mystery is infinitely changing between the divine will.

He punched Gao Zhengyang directly in the chest, and hundreds of acupuncture points in his body exhaled and operated vitality, inspiring a huge martial soul projection: a Ming King Law Phase.

Floating behind the white elephant, King Ming's law is sitting in mid-air, holding the seal of King Ming's law. The endless vitality gathered on the body of the Ming King Law Seal, and then transformed into the power of the pure Ming King Law Seal, which was released from the White Elephant Fist Seal.

Although there are many schools of Buddhism and martial arts are ever-changing, their roots all originate from one place. From the perspective of the highest level of martial arts, there are only so many core essences.

At the Buddha's birthday ceremony, Gao Zhengyang fought with the strong men of the Western General Altar. Rahu and the others are all extremely cultivated. In terms of martial arts, it is far better than this white elephant.

A simple horizontal comparison, the white elephant can barely rank in the top 100 in the East Shenzhou's heavenly list. However, he is armed with an artifact, and although his martial arts are a little worse, his strength is endless.

A wisdom fist seal, although it does not have the power of wisdom that points directly to the hearts of the people, but it is as powerful as the sea. Even just by the projection of the martial soul, it can be condensed into a law phase. That's a bit of a surprise!

It is very common for ninth-order powerhouses to release martial souls to condense their strength. But the martial soul is hidden deep in the Divine Palace, and with only a trace of projection, it can condense the vitality and incarnate into the Dharma Phase, which Gao Zhengyang has never seen in the Eastern Shenzhou. He always felt that the power of the White Elephant's divine consciousness was also extremely powerful and complicated.

Normally, mages pay more attention to the divine sense. But the mage's divine consciousness must be pure. Because of the confusion of divine consciousness, it is impossible to exercise subtle control over the vitality. Martial artists can use their bodies and martial souls to control their vitality with the simplest body movements and cultivation methods.

From this point of view, the mage is indeed of a higher level than the martial artist. Lu Jiuyuan's kind of dual cultivation of law and martial arts can achieve the holy level, which is really remarkable. Although it is a little tricky, in terms of level, it is a thousand times better than a white elephant.

The white elephant thought that he was showing a mastery, but it was so rough that Gao Zhengyang was quite disdainful. It can be seen that although the two sides are out of the same door, the martial arts of Dongshenzhou have gone further. Its subtlety and profundity are indeed different from the way of the Western general altar.

However, the other party's method of using divine consciousness is really ingenious, which Gao Zhengyang has never seen.

Gao Zhengyang analyzed the mysteries of the white elephant's martial arts, and his expression seemed a little careless. It wasn't until the white elephant fist mark was about to touch his chest that he blocked it horizontally.

This palm is like Mount Meru falling from the sky, lying in front of the white elephant. No matter how majestic his wisdom fist seal was, it was firmly blocked by this palm.

The white elephant couldn't believe it, and the other party casually raised his hand to block his mastery. He continuously urged his power, and his powerful divine consciousness continued to draw vitality to push the fist seal. But the vitality next to it is like a huge wave crashing against a mountain cliff, and no matter how many thousands of forces continue to end, it can never move forward an inch.

The vitality that continues to collapse, and the white elephant that is impacting is no longer tenable. He was very unwilling to take a few steps back before he stabilized his retreat.

"Is this the mastery of Western Buddhism?"

Gao Zhengyang smiled: "I've really seen a lot!"

The white elephant was furious, but the vitality in his body was surging, and he needed to concentrate on it, and he had no strength to argue. He stood there and exhaled three breaths in a row, barely calming the fluctuations in his body.

"Your martial arts are very strong, but you shouldn't be too rampant. ”

The divine light in the eyes of the white elephant suddenly flourished, and the Ming King Faxiang behind him also opened his mouth and chanted the scriptures in a low voice. For a time, the heavens and the earth were full of the grand and majestic voice of King Ming's chanting.

As the vitality continued to converge, every time King Ming pronounced a word, the vitality spontaneously induced into golden characters. Golden characters fluttered in the air, and soon turned into large pieces of golden light.

Gao Zhengyang wanted to see what moves the white elephant was going to play, so he waited patiently.

The white elephant's Ming King's law phase is obviously a magic circle through spell runes. Although the speed of the formation is a bit slow, it is relatively cool from the effect and quite stylish.

Gao Zhengyang actually studied the Faxiangzong and learned the "Vajra Ming King Mantra". This strange spell is actually a supreme spell. Its core is to absorb the vitality and transform it into the Dharma phase with the divine consciousness as the center. With the reach of divine consciousness, the law can resist the enemy like a human.

Gao Zhengyang has obtained the true inheritance of the "King Kong Ming Mantra", and his condensation method also has the power of the eighth order. It's just that this spell is still a spell at all. Later, he devoted himself to cultivating martial arts, and this spell was thrown aside.

After achieving the Three Saints, Gao Zhengyang failed to refine into a saint-level Yang God after all. It's also too lazy to work spells. But the White Elephant's performance of the Ming King's Dharma made him see a path: a path that could achieve the Holy Spirit.

If it can really succeed and the four saints are combined, then it is not only awesome, it is simply awesome!

Gao Zhengyang didn't have much interest in anything else, but he was excited at the thought of having the opportunity to achieve a saint-level Yang God.

The white elephant muttered there for a while, and finally, with the Ming King's law as the core, a complex magic circle was laid out.

"What kind of magic circle is this?" Gao Zhengyang asked curiously.

"King Ming's Demon Suppression Array. The white elephant smirked. He also saw that Gao Zhengyang was very arrogant and arrogant, so he slowly laid down the magic circle. Under normal circumstances, he had to pass the Demon Pestle of King Ming in order to quickly set up the formation. Gao Zhengyang's arrogance allowed him to save a lot of energy. It can also better exert the power of the demon pestle.

The white elephant had the victory in his hand, and he said in a good time: "Wukong, it's still too late for you to repent now!"

Gao Zhengyang shook his head: "If you can defeat me, you can do anything." ”

"Stubborn. The white elephant snorted coldly, and with a finger of the hand knotted the law seal, a demon pestle more than three feet long appeared in his hand.

The white elephant chanted a spell in his mouth, stretched out his hand and flicked it on the demon pestle, and countless glimmers flashed on the bronze demon pestle, and the golden runes shone again.

"Buddhism is a rebel, you are trapped in a demonic obstacle, and the poor monk will surrender the devil's heart for you!"

The white elephant held up the demon pestle, and the sound of the cry in his mouth was like the thunder of the nine heavens, roaring. With the blessing of Endless Yuan Qi, his body also seemed to expand and expand, and at the same time, he also had a powerful aura that was sacred and inviolable.

At this moment, he was like incarnating as a Buddha, rebuking evil demons and subduing foreign ways. It is grand and sacred, and it penetrates people's hearts.

Gao Zhengyang is a heart saint, and no matter how powerful the white elephant divine will is a hundred times or a thousand times, it is impossible to shake his heart. His attention was on the power of the white elephant's divine sense.

It's still so mixed. But it's still so majestic. It felt like the power of hundreds of millions of people had been gathered into him alone. But the white elephant's mental strength did not improve. It's just that it's wrapped in layers of external forces that it looks so powerful.

Gao Zhengyang suddenly had an idea, this is to gather the power of believers, and transform pious thoughts into divine consciousness. No, it's still the Ming King's demon pestle. I don't know how many years this artifact has been worshipped by believers in rituals before it can absorb such majestic power.

Fundamentally, it is an external force to gather the strength of believers for one's own use. It is also an evil way. However, the Ming King's Demon Descending Pestle could make the power of the white elephant skyrocket, which was comparable to that of the Holy Order. But it's much easier to use than the Blood God Banner.

Gao Zhengyang had the heart to try the power of the Ming King's Demon Suppression Pestle, and stretched out his finger and gently tapped it on the Demon Suppression Pestle.

The white elephant felt that Gao Zhengyang was simply crazy, although the demon pestle was made with the help of external forces, its root was to subdue demons and subdue demons, and it was the first-class killing weapon in Buddhism. With all his strength, even if the strong people of the Holy Rank are forced to connect, they will suffer.

Seeing that Gao Zhengyang didn't know whether he was alive or dead, the white elephant had already considered reducing his strength a little, lest he really beat Gao Zhengyang to death.

A dead man, apparently of no value.

Gao Zhengyang's slender index finger only touched the demon pestle, and the invincible and fierce sword intent passed through, and the demon pestle was immediately distorted and deformed, and countless subtle runes exploded into pieces of spiritual light.

The white elephant only felt that the martial soul was shocked, and the sword intent had penetrated through the Divine Palace, leaving a deep sword mark on the martial soul. Floating behind the white elephant, King Ming's law minister, a deep sword mark also appeared on his eyebrows.

The sound of Sanskrit chanting in the sky came to an abrupt end. The pieces of golden light that surrounded the eight directions were also destroyed by the sword intent that spread throughout the eight directions.

The white elephant reached out and touched the center of his eyebrows in disbelief, there was no sword mark there, but there was a drop of red essence blood that leaked out.

He muttered, "How is it possible, how is it possible!"

Gao Zhengyang said helplessly: "It's because you're too weak." ”

"How dare you kill me! I am the elder of the Huanxi Sect, and the main altar will definitely destroy your sect!"

The white elephant realized that he was going to die, and he no longer had any reserve, and he screamed fiercely with a hideous face, as if he wanted to pass on his fear of death to Gao Zhengyang.

Gao Zhengyang stretched out his hand and took the Ming King's demon pestle, and said indifferently: "I'm not welcome to this thing." ”

The white elephant watched as the enemy took away the supreme treasure of the sect, and under the anger, he could no longer suppress the sword intent in his body. The whole person suddenly split from the center of his eyebrows. Then, the split body exploded into a cloud of blood mist under the sword aura.

Gao Zhengyang flicked the blood god flag and put away the white elephant essence blood soul. The other party is too weak, and he completely relies on the Ming King to subdue the demon pestle. With a sword aura, he not only severely defeated the Ming King's Demon Pestle, but also cut off all the connections between the White Elephant and the Ming King's Demon Pestle.

Gao Zhengyang Wuji Sword Code has been successfully cultivated, its Wuji Sword Intent is incomparable, the sword turns at will, its big is outside, and its small is inside. Whatever you want, you can break all things.

The two artistic conceptions of Wuji Sword Intent are both supreme and extreme. Gao Zhengyang has officially included this method in the Nine Changes of the Dragon Emperor and named it Dragon Emperor Wuji.

However, now Dragon Emperor Wuji and Dragon Emperor Nine Transformations can't really merge, so they can only be regarded as making up the numbers. After all, Gao Zhengyang hadn't fully mastered the Wuji Sword Codex. Not to mention digesting and absorbing it, fusing into its own Dragon Emperor Nine Changes.

Even so, it was effortless to kill the white elephant with the Dragon Emperor Wuji.

The white elephant is not worth mentioning, and the valuable king of the Ming Dynasty descends the demon pestle.

Gao Zhengyang studied for a while and found that this artifact was actually not too complicated. It is that there is a special magic circle inside, which can absorb the power of believers' divine thoughts. After thousands of years of worship, it has naturally gathered the strength of hundreds of millions of believers.

Simply comparing the power of divine consciousness, King Ming's demon pestle is much stronger than Gao Zhengyang. But the power is mixed, and the white elephant can't control it.

This is like hundreds of thousands of ordinary peasants, even with knives and guns, they can't stop thousands of elite cavalry. What's more, it is difficult for the white elephant to truly harness these forces. There is no reason to be invincible.

The power of the belief of the Ming King Demon Pestle is actually very suitable for the Blood God Banner to absorb. However, this artifact is just fed to the Blood God Banner, which is a bit too wasteful. The point is that it is impossible to increase the power of the Blood God Banner.

After thinking about it for a while, Gao Zhengyang first put the Ming King's Demon Suppression Pestle in the Heart Buddha Realm. The Vajra Ming King Dharma Xiang he condensed also stayed in the Heart Buddha Realm, and let the Vajra Ming King Dharma Xiang play with it for a few days. See if you can inspire any other changes.

After dealing with everything, Gao Zhengyang squatted in front of the unconscious woman, looking at what to do with this woman.

There was no doubt that there must be something wrong with this woman. He deliberately put the woman in the back just now, just to give her a chance to make a move. But the woman also held her breath and remained motionless. Even if the white elephant was killed, she didn't react.

Gao Zhengyang admired her courage a little. Seeing that a ninth-order powerhouse was killed, he could still pretend to lie down so steadily, this scheming and courage was very rare.

Gao Zhengyang wanted to punch her to death, and then look at her stunned expression on the verge of death. But I think that's a little too boring. Just take her by your side and see what tricks she can play.

Perhaps, this woman can bring some surprises. If it can scare him, then this woman is capable.

The woman who is in a coma is very smooth from breathing to the flow of blood in her body. Her vitality fluctuations are also very subtle, and she has only opened up three acupuncture points.

As for the soul level, Gao Zhengyang can't touch it yet. Unless you use the Divine Heart. However, this woman is mysterious, and he doesn't want to easily reveal the secret of the heart saint.

Western Buddhism has also been inherited for 10,000 years and has deep roots. Although Gao Zhengyang is confident, he will not arrogantly ignore the power of the entire Buddhist sect.

The faint aroma on this woman's body was completely different from the smell just now. This pure and gentle aroma, like the breath of a lover, makes his mood seem to be much better. I even thought of women such as the moon and the snow, the red sun, etc.

To be honest, Gao Zhengyang rarely thinks of these women. He is always running for himself, for a stronger force. But at this time, he thought of the bright smiles of the women, their gentleness.

Gao Zhengyang's mind is like a mirror, and he can clearly reflect all his emotional changes. He knew that this change in mood was not normal, at least it was triggered by an external force.

And this external force is the fragrance that is always changing on this woman's body.

Gao Zhengyang let his thoughts fly, and after waiting for a while, he regained his mind and snapped his fingers.

A stream of cold water poured down from the air and poured over the woman's face. Poured her all over her body. She opened her eyes suddenly.

The woman who called herself Lingyu sat up with a confused face, touched her wet veil and asked, "Master, is it raining?"

"No, you're unconscious on the ground, and I used a little spell to wake you up. ”

Gao Zhengyang's current strength is as easy as it is to cast spells below the seventh order, even more powerful than ordinary heaven-level mages. Of course, it would be a prank for him to make so much water.

The spirit fish wears a pair of yarn, which is already thin. After being drenched in water, I spit out two points on my chest. She also felt a little embarrassed, clasped her hands on her chest, and refused to put it down.

Gao Zhengyang admired the woman's figure without scruples, this woman had chestnut eyes, long chestnut curly hair, a high nose bridge, three-dimensional facial features, and a complexion like amber honey. Good figure. What a top beauty.

Especially the exotic atmosphere, which is even more moving. What's more, the ever-changing fragrance on her body. It's even more indescribably mysterious and seductive.

After being poured with cold water, the aroma on her body changed again. It becomes fresh and ethereal, like a forest after rain, full of the breath of life.

Gao Zhengyang was a little fascinated, he never thought that he would actually like the fragrance one day.

"Where are you going, I can send you?" Gao Zhengyang said.

(To be continued.) )