Chapter 691 Song Zhi, Son of Pure Yang God

After the extermination of Buddhism, it is difficult to see those large and small temples and monks in the spiritual world. The last Buddhist holy land, Lingshan Temple, is also hidden in the south. Few eunuchs are out and about, so it is very important to many juniors in the spiritual world. For monks, the theory of Buddhism has even become an illusory legend. However, Fang Xing was born in the ordinary world, but he still remembers the Buddha statues in temples he saw when he was a child. They had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, floating in the world, sitting still, and seemed to Controlling the temple in the void, it remains unchanged forever.

Now in the tenth formation with the formation gate wide open, Song Guichan looked like the Buddha statue he had seen in his childhood.

Judging from the appearance, Song Guichan is just a young man, wearing a white robe, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform with vague red flames, like a giant Buddha sitting in the void, unmoving, his eyes drooped, his facial lines Gentle, not like Zhao Changhe, a young man with handsome eyebrows like blades, nor like Xie Linyuan, who looks like an ancient man with a broad forehead and high cheekbones, Song Guichan's appearance actually looks a bit ordinary, except for the quiet and peaceful look on his eyebrows. However, it gave him an aura of holiness.

This kind of aura will make people feel awe and admiration as soon as they see him, and they will feel close to him.

Although he didn't have any murderous intent in him, no one could bear to resist in front of him.

Immortal wind and Buddha bones, holy face and royal appearance!

It was a strange feeling. The tenth formation was opened, and Chunyang Taoist Song Guichan was revealed in front of the juniors in Nanzhan. However, these people could not remember the feeling of facing a formidable enemy. They knew that this person was They knew that the Dao Protector's Alliance against the Nanzhan monks had been formed in the name of this person, but they would not subconsciously be hostile to him.

There was a moment of silence, and Song Gui's Zen body was like a god, sitting above the heads of the cultivators, as if being worshiped by others.

"Nonsence!"

However, Fang Xing felt he didn't like Song Guichan as soon as he saw him.

I naturally look down on these people who rely on their reputation to make a living!

"Are you Song Zhi?"

A loud shout woke up the confused Nanzhan cultivators who had been suppressed by the Buddha's intention in Song Guichan. Fang Xing clasped his hands behind his back, glanced at Song Guichan with an unkind expression, and said loudly: "The golden ones in the front are I have played with the nine powers of wood, water, fire, earth, wind, evil, thunder, and life one by one, but I don’t know what you are going to do in this last round? Are you just talking like an old monk? "

"Song Zhizhi?"

Nanzhan Zhuxiu, who could hardly turn his head in front of Song Gui Chan, thought about it subconsciously.

But when he turned his head, he immediately understood. He couldn't laugh or cry in his heart. He was Song Guichan, not Song Guichan, right?

I don’t know if the little devil really doesn’t know, or he is deliberately giving people nicknames.

However, the words "Song Zhizhi" inexplicably made Song Guichan's pressure on the hearts of the juniors in Nanzhan lessen a bit.

"call out!"

After hearing this sentence, Song Guichan, who had been slightly closing his eyes, slowly opened his eyes. There seemed to be a flash of light in his eyes that were so deep that he couldn't see the bottom. His eyes seemed to suppress everyone. The pressure on the top of Xiu's head seemed to increase nearly a hundred times in an instant. Among the Nanzhan monks, the ones with weaker cultivation levels were so angry that they did not dare to speak out. They lowered their heads subconsciously, not daring to look at him.

"I am the tenth formation. If you lose, you can pass the formation!"

Song Guichan spoke softly, but the meaning behind his words was like a chariot rolling over the hearts of the juniors in Nanzhan.

So crazy...

When Fang Xing first broke through ten formations with one person, he was already so crazy that there was no limit to it.

But Song Guichan said calmly now that he was in the tenth formation, but it instantly made people feel that he was outcompeted by Fang Xing.

Is this to stop all the Nanzhan juniors with one person?

Even Fang Xing's eyes lit up and he sneered: "You are crazy, Song Zhizhi!"

Facing his verbal ridicule, Song Guichan couldn't bear it, and even his voice didn't waver at all. He said calmly: "It's not arrogance, it's just that I can't bear to kill again! Fellow Daoist Fang, you came from the first line, and your blood flowed like a river. , the killings are endless, don’t you have any mercy? This tenth formation is originally an immortal-slaying formation. I and the junior brothers and sisters of Chunyang Dao control the power of chaos. Even the immortals who enter this formation will perish. You, all the cultivators looking south, have entered this formation. I don’t know how many people will die. I, the disciple of Chunyang Dao, also don’t know how many people will die because of defending this formation. I can’t bear to see this killing, and I intend to replace it with myself. Ten formations, if you still have the slightest pity, why don't you learn from me and send all the junior brothers and sisters to leave the formation, and it's just you and me who will fight to determine the cause and effect of looking south to establish the road?"

"One battle determines cause and effect..."

After hearing this, Fang Xing was secretly shocked, but he smiled and said, "Are you willing? There are so many of you!"

Song Guichan smiled faintly and did not bother to explain. He just flicked his robe sleeves and said softly: "Junior Brother Mo, take all the disciples out of the formation!"

"I will obey my senior brother's decree!"

Behind Song Guichan, a person respectfully agreed, and following the voice, a tall man appeared.

Carrying the ancient sword on his back, his breath was extinguished and he was imminent.

He was not the only one who appeared, five people appeared in succession, all distributed around Song Gui Chan's body, like five guardians guarding the Buddha, suspended in mid-air, with high fighting spirit. They were the five true successors of Chunyang Dao. , there are also seven true disciples of Chunyang Dao, but He Lingzi is trapped in the Demon Emperor Pavilion in Beiju Demon Land and has not returned to the mountain, so there are only six true disciples appearing in the formation at this time.

As these five people appeared, hundreds of monks appeared in the vast void, with majestic energy and smoke gathering.

They were originally in this void, but they were just obscured by the Buddha's light on Song Gui Chan's body. At this time, Song Gui Chan's energy converged, and the group of Chunyang Dao disciples all appeared, with expressions on their faces. Arrogantly, he looked down at the Nanzhan disciples.

This group of Chunyang Dao disciples exerted more than 30% more pressure on the junior monks in Nanzhan than the Fuqi Dao.

Nowadays, most of the Nanzhan juniors have experienced a fierce battle in Fuqi Dao. Their strength has been greatly damaged and they are already showing fatigue. When they encounter this group of Chunyang Dao disciples, they will suffer big losses. However, no one expected that these disciples had just As soon as he showed up, it was that Song Guichan planned to make them leave the battle. Whether it was true or false, Song Guichan's move indeed prevented a massacre. Otherwise, the two parties would have fought, and Nanzhan, the junior, would win or lose. , and the disciples of Chunyang Dao will inevitably end up with a river of blood.

This approach undoubtedly puts Chunyang Dao at a disadvantage, because the true disciples of Chunyang Dao plus a group of disciples, combined with the power of the tenth formation, are undoubtedly much stronger than junior Nanzhan. In order to avoid too many killings, Song Guichan sent Chunyang Dao disciples out of the formation, then opened the formation gate wide and only fought with Fang Xing to determine the cause and effect, but he gave up many advantages.

Seeing this scene, a group of juniors from Nanzhan also turned their attention to Fang Xing.

The disciples of Chunyang Dao have already withdrawn from the formation, and now it is time to look down at the juniors, but they are still waiting for Fang Xing's words.

For them, in fact, the original intention of joining the formation in the first place was to send Fang Xing to the tenth formation, in front of Song Guichan. As for challenging Song Guichan, this bold idea is not something that just anyone can think of. It comes out...

However, when the eyes of all the Nanzhan juniors were on Fang Xing, he was walking beside him as if nothing had happened, without saying a word. It was only when Yu, a disciple of Chunyang Dao, laid out the formation that he finally smiled. He stood up and said to Song Gui Chan: "Song Zhizhi, I made a mistake, young master. You actually dared to block the way of all my colleagues from Nanzhan with one person. No matter you win or lose, you have the guts!"

When these words came out, several Nanzhan juniors were a little surprised and turned to look at him.

its not right!

I sent Chunyang Dao disciples out of the battle because they wanted to fight you to determine the cause and effect...

But before this thought came to an end, Fang Xing, who was smiling and smiling, suddenly frowned, stepped out with a bang, clenched his fingers into fists, and waved downwards, but he saw the color of the world suddenly changed, and he didn't know when it suddenly happened. A group of dark clouds condensed in the mid-air, and as Fang Xing held it with his fingers, dazzling thunder poured down from the sky, covering Song Guichan in an instant.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, do you really not pity the life of Comrade Nanzhan?"

Song Guichan's right palm stood in front of his chest, his thumb and index finger were clasped in a circle, and the other three fingers were raised. On his body, there was an endless Buddha's light rising into the sky, blocking all the lightning falling from the sky. During this process His voice didn't even tremble at all.

"If you really cherish your life, why would you have gone there so early?"

Fang Xing shouted, seeing that the thunder technique could not break Song Guichan's Buddha light, he simply rushed forward.

"It's your business to pretend to be a big talker. I'm here to fight, not to pretend to be a monk..."

Fang Xing ran as fast as lightning. At the same time, he didn't forget to turn his head to look south and shout at the juniors: "Let's beat him together!"

With a roar, he and Song Guichan's palms intersected and they fought fiercely.

But the juniors in Nanzhan still looked at each other, a little unresponsive.

Even those who reacted were still hesitant, and a thought inevitably arose in their minds: This is not good...

"This is the truth. I, a member of the demon clan, have come in to risk my life for you. Why do you have to cherish your life so much? It is their business to do what Chunyang Dao does. We have only one purpose, and that is to destroy this tenth If Chunyang Dao defends the formation, Chunyang Dao will be defeated. If Song Guichan defends the formation, Song Guichan will be defeated. If he cherished his life, he should not have come in just now..."

The Golden Crow turned its huge bird's head and shouted with a sneer. As he spoke, he spread his wings, ready to fly.

"That's not bad. Whether the disciples of Chunyang Dao are here or not, the prince does not intend to retreat anyway..."

Li Ying chuckled, wrapped in a ghostly aura, and with a loud shout, he was ready to take action.

"Whizzing"

Suddenly two figures rushed out first, one was Han Ying holding a spear, and the other was Wang Qiong riding the wind and fire wheels.

Two young people from the Western Desert have one thing in common, that is, they talk less.

"Oops, I got preempted again..."

Li Ying screamed and rushed up behind them.