Chapter 1780 The Unlucky Dragon Awaits the Sky

Qing Suyi was already a little disheartened, after all, this giant is not only huge in size, amazing in strength, but also immune to immortal spells.

It's impossible to fight at all!

Although Xianyunzhou has some sects that specialize in body training, even if they come, there is no way to defeat this giant.

After all, some of the people who were directly photographed just now were disciples of the body-refining sect.

At this time, seeing Xu Que's appearance of fighting spirit suddenly, Qing Suyi was a little surprised: "Master Tang, you...didn't you just say that there is no way?"

Xu Que's expression was serious, and he said solemnly: "The poor monk sees fellow Taoists suffering so much, and he cannot bear it. As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell will go to hell. Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. The poor monk is his sect. Buddha, you should have the obligation to save the world."

The words were so righteous that tears filled the eyes of the monks around him.

What is it called?

You are an eminent monk!

"But……"

"There's nothing wrong with it! The poor monk is already full of enthusiasm, so let everyone back away. Today, the poor monk will suppress this giant with the secret method of the Buddhist Vajra!" Xu Que interrupted Qing Suyi's words, with a firm tone that could not be refused.

"hehe……"

With a sinister smile on Chen Mo's face, he waved his hand to signal the disciples of the Fish Demon Sect to back away.

Long Aotian also sneered twice, signaling the disciples of Tianmen to stay away from the battlefield.

The two gangs have enmity with Xu Que, so it is naturally impossible to come forward to help at this time.

As for the others, they couldn't help but shook their heads, thinking that the monk didn't have a clue.

A mere Buddhist disciple in the Immortal King Realm actually vainly claimed that he wanted to suppress this giant with the secret method of Buddhism?

Just wishful thinking!

Most Buddhist disciples are notoriously weak in physical cultivation.

Everyone in the world knows that Buddhism pays most attention to one predestined relationship, which is understanding. Ascetic practice is not feasible in Buddhism, except for ascetic monks of course.

Therefore, most of their physical bodies do not know how to practice. When many monks fight with Buddhist disciples, they all uphold the principle that being close is the victory.

certainly,

It is not ruled out that there are Buddhist disciples who specialize in practicing the secret method of the Buddhist Vajra, but the physical strength is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary monks, and it is by no means a match for this giant.

What's more, the great monk's physical strength doesn't seem to be that strong, after all, his cultivation is there.

With the cultivation base of the Immortal King Realm, how strong can the physical body be?

Fa Hui did not agree with Xu Que this time, but said rather worriedly: "Brother, although you practice the secret method of Buddhism, but..."

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, and he followed Xu Que all the time. Naturally, he knew that although Xu Que had mastered the secret methods of Buddhism, he hadn't mastered those exercises for body training.

Even if it is mastered, the strength of this giant is unprecedented. I am afraid that only the recovery of the ancient Buddha back then can match it.

"Don't talk about it, the poor monk has made up his mind, today the poor monk is fighting for his faith!" Xu Que waved his big hand, and went directly to the giant.

Just kidding, I have become a holy body in a dignified manner, and my king's fist is unparalleled in the world.

A mere two-hundred-foot-tall giant is nothing but scum!

He flew all the way to the side of the giant, and just when he was about to tear off his clothes to reveal the large holy script on his chest, he suddenly froze and remembered a very crucial question.

What the hell, the only one with the Holy Body on the entire Xianyunzhou is himself!

Now that another Eucharist pops up, wouldn't that be revealing his identity?

Xu Que suddenly found himself in trouble. There was no way to hide the physical strength of the Eucharist. Once a fight broke out, someone would definitely recognize it.

After all, this is not a rural place like Tianzhou Dizhou. Although these Erques are not very strong, they have a lot of knowledge.

But now that they are all here, it is impossible to go down in despair, right?

What's more, if you knock down this giant in public, it will be a big wave of pretense!

In Xu Que's eyes, the group of monks below are just a bunch of leeks waiting to be cut, and if they don't get the value of pretending to be aggressive, it's really hurtful!

"I have to find a way..." Xu Que rubbed his chin and thought about it.

Seeing Xu Que approaching, the monks below stopped their movements and watched Xu Que's performance quietly.

Seeing that he stopped suddenly, everyone immediately discussed.

"Why did this monk suddenly not move?"

"Strange, is there something wrong with Master Tang?" Qing Suyi worried.

Murong Yunhai frowned, staring at Xu Que.

Although this master Tang Sanzang showed amazing strength before, it was only because Buddhism has a restraining effect on ghosts. Now this mountain giant, the secret method of Buddhism can't play the slightest role at all.

Chen Mo sneered again and again, his eyes full of pleasure: "Hmph, this guy is simply overestimated, does he think he is the reincarnation of the real Buddha? He still wants to fight against this giant!"

Long Aotian stared at Xu Que indifferently, not knowing what he was thinking.

As an excellent disciple of Tianmen, Long Aotian was extremely arrogant in his heart. In his eyes, Xu Que was just an insignificant little character.

Even if the other party punched him, Long Aotian thought that there was no need for him to be angry because of such a trivial matter. On the road to becoming an immortal emperor, such a small person could not attract his attention at all.

But now, this little character actually stood up and wanted to get rid of this giant who he couldn't even handle in front of many outstanding colleagues in Xianyunzhou.

It made him very uncomfortable.

"Wait!" Long Aotian said suddenly, jumped and flew out.

The rest of the monks, including Xu Que, looked at Long Aotian with puzzled eyes.

What is this guy doing here?

I saw Long Aotian flying to Xu Que's side, standing proudly: "Retire, this kind of big responsibility is not something you can take on at all."

Xu Que was stunned, and then flew into a rage.

Mom sells batches!

It's fine to spread rumors outside, but now he dares to pretend to be more aggressive than this bully saint?

I really don't want to give you any flair today, you don't know how many eyes Prince Ma has!

"Er Gouzi, does the guardian have anything to say here?" Xu Que contacted Er Gouzi with the communication jade.

"The guardian will only attack those who attack him in a normal state." Er Gouzi's voice came from flipping a book, "but if someone tries to single him out, he will go into a berserk state."

Without saying a word, Xu Que slapped Long Aotian's shoulder forcefully with his palm: "Good brother, come on."

Under Long Aotian's bewildered eyes, Xu Que landed directly on the ground, looked at Long Aotian, and said loudly: "Fellow Daoist, be careful, he is going to beat you up soon."

Long Aotian sneered, without turning his head, he said: "Joke, would this disciple be afraid? Besides, you really think that you are the descendant of the Immortal Emperor, and you can command this giant?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden scream.

"Brother, look ahead!"

When Long Aotian turned his head, a huge fist shadow gradually enlarged in front of his eyes! ...