After a while, Cizhou saw three of his disciples, working together to break through the twelve layers of cloud formation, overturning the rolling mountains, turning some upside down, and plowing them into several sections, leaving hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers and generals without a place to stay.

, fell to the ground one after another, nodding secretly.

At the same time, in the Beast King Mandala Formation outside, the magical powers released by the four eight guardian gods jointly exceeded the upper limit of Nantianmen's endurance. Not only did they completely destroy the protective divine ban imposed on it, but also this seemingly

The eternal Tianmen, as well as the two Heaven-bearing Pillars on the left and right, were all chopped down and fell to the ground. Countless fragments were wrapped in thick clouds and mist, turning into fireballs and hitting the ground hard.

Among those affected by the Wuwu disaster were the heavenly soldiers and generals who had just been banished. Even the dependents of the Buddhist gods, such as the Naga Celestial Dragons, were implicated. They all glared at the Holy Mountain Divine Kingdom, gnashing their teeth and raising the corners of their mouths.

From then on, I made up my mind to hate these pagan gods to the core of my being.

Just as the four guardian gods of the Eight Tribes approached and stood together with the four masters and disciples of Ci Zhou, Yunding Tiangong seemed to be stimulated and began to move the palace. The copper and iron walls were ten thousand feet high, and each piece was engraved with inexplicable divine patterns.

, seemingly connected into one, indestructible, but leaving twelve palaces arranged in sequence, which can be regarded as a passage.

When Ci Zhou saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh in surprise: "Buddhist gods have protector gods. I imagine that the Holy Mountain Divine Kingdom also has gods who are responsible for fighting and protecting. Let's go with the poor monk and break through the many obstacles in front of us.

Block the gods inside."

In the first palace behind the Holy Mountain Kingdom, there is a shepherd enshrined in front. It has golden fur, its head is raised to the sky, its horns are crossed over its ears, and it is leaning forward. It looks like a shepherd being herded by herdsmen, but it is fierce and combative.

Very strong ram!

Cizhou looked at the eight tribes who joined forces to destroy the Nantianmen, and then glanced at the three disciples who joined forces to defeat a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, and said with a smile: "You guys have a rest for a while, this first palace will be given to the poor monk.

(Become a teacher)!"

At this moment, a clear and sweet sound came from the depths of the Shepherd Palace, like the singing of an oriole, which contained a lot of resentment and unconcealable anger: "You shameless guy, what a big tone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cizhou saw a god wearing golden armor and a sheep's head. His right hand was wrapped with a snake-shaped energy force as thick as a thumb. When he looked closely, he saw that it was obviously the spirit of the Naga Tianlong who died in the battle.

This god is in the palm of your hand.

"The spirit of the Holy Mountain who is proficient in telekinesis? I don't know if it's a coincidence, or it's just a matter of chance that he happens to be on par with the poor monk (as his teacher)!"

Before he finished speaking, the lingering sound lingered in his ears, and Ci Zhou moved and shouted: "The poor monk saw with his own eyes that the Beast King Mandala Formation has endless wonderful uses, so he learned and used it now!"

The patron saint of the Shepherd Palace looked up. Before the monk could pounce on him, a frightening dangerous aura gripped his body and mind. He rubbed it fiercely and immediately understood that it was a divine instinct warning.

"I won't move when the sky moves, and I won't move when the earth moves. Heaven and earth are one, a magical skill. The crystal wall doesn't move!"

Countless six-cell honeycomb-like crystal force fields form a wall, connected with the surrounding copper and iron walls, as if they were cast in one piece. This is to take advantage of the right time and place, and use the inherent territory of one's own camp to resist the opponent's possible killing magic.

Sure enough, Cizhou summoned the spirits of countless Naga dragons out of thin air, controlled them with the Dragon Riding Mind Technique, simulated the "Wandering Dragon Performing Martial Arts and Flying into the Sky", and suddenly performed his own ultimate move.

"You're just a little heretic god. You don't know the true face of the poor monk Lushan, and you dare to fold your arms in front of your chest. You really underestimate me. I will discipline you and you will suffer a big loss! You will be killed. The dragon ascends to the sky and becomes the tyrant of hundreds of dragons!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cizhou pushed forward with both hands, and hundreds of Naga Heavenly Dragon spirits followed the direction pointed by his gesture and charged forward desperately.

In an instant, the six-frame crystal force field wall felt like it was hit head-on by a surging tide of beasts, or like a meteor shower falling from the sky, hitting the wall hard.

"Boom... boom" a continuous muffled sound like underwater thunder came, and countless ripples, large and small, appeared on the wall.

However, no matter how Naga Tianlong's spirit failed to hit a single blow and continued to collide, it still could not break through the motionless crystal wall of the force field. Instead, it lost its sharpness, consumed a lot of vitality, and even its translucent body shrank.

Is that really the case?

Cizhou took a step forward, and in an instant, he appeared in front of the defensive wall that was integrated with the surrounding copper and iron walls. He mobilized the vast ocean-like internal energy in his body, poured it into the five fingers of his right hand, and turned the fingers into swords, and thrust them fiercely.

On the force field water feature wall.

There was a click, and the middle finger of his right hand was broken. The expression on Cizhou's face did not change at all. He retracted two knuckles with his four fingers, made a fist with his right hand, and suddenly exerted an inch of strength, penetrating a sharp force.

Go over and strike directly at the Shepherd Palace guard who has his arms folded.

With a click, a slashed dent appeared in the middle of the forehead of the pan-horned helmet. It was brand new, and the force cut it in half, separated it left and right, and fell down.

With a clang, the two-piece golden helmet fell to the ground paved with white jade, making a clear and melodious sound. The guard of the Shepherd Palace tightened his expression. Looking at the monk behind the invisible force field wall, he had to lower his arms.

The magical skill that he thought was perfect and combined with the forbidden power of the Holy Mountain was actually defeated by his opponent with one blow. He obviously had a power that surpassed all the gods in the pantheon. His attitude of folding his arms was not only an insult to himself.

, and insulted all the gods of the holy mountain.

Unexpectedly, Cizhou penetrated with an inch of force and broke through the helmet of the guardian general of the Shepherd Palace. Still not satisfied, he immediately burned his merits and manifested the body of a living vajra with ten arms on all sides, holding a sword, a rosary, and a muni.

Beads, vajra, axe, lotus, gold bricks, winged copper coins, fire-pointed spear, and universe circle.

"His Royal Highness Muyang's defense is nothing more than that! Please accept the move, super sure kill. The Dragon King will rise without regrets to the Dragon Dominator!"

In an instant, ten dark gold arms held magic weapons and magic weapons, and launched a storm-like attack at the speed of a thousand moves in an instant, mixed with the powerful penetrating attacks from Ci Zhou himself, which not only made the crystal wall of the force field tremble on the ground.

, slowly sunk inward, even the guardian general of the Shepherd Palace, who thought he was in a safe zone after taking two steps back, was beaten to the ground by the powerful attack from afar.

The disciples such as Siming Shihou, Zhu Ganghui, Sha Wuwu and others witnessed this scene with their own eyes and were so surprised that their jaws were dislocated and could not be recovered. They thought that their master was very strong, but they never expected that he would be so strong.

Among the four protector gods of the Eight Tribes, Garuda (Ninth Palace) still retains some memories of his life. Of course he knows how terrifying the guardian deity of the Shepherd Palace of the Holy Mountain Divine Kingdom will be. At this time, he is actually helpless, even the indestructible gold on his body.

There were countless dented fingerprints on the armor, and he shook his head slightly.

The guardian of the Shepherd Palace had to cross his hands and hold his head, silently resisting the opponent's beating, and felt even more regretful in his heart: "I was careless, I was really careless this time! I didn't expect that a mere Buddhist monk in the Vajra realm,

How is it possible that you can overwhelm me?"

Even more unbelievable things happened one after another. Due to the concentrated attacks of the four ten-armed Vajra and the divine restraint of the force field crystal wall, there was no time to divert the damage away. A slight depression appeared on the wall, and it bulged like a sarcoma as if air was constantly being blown in.

The thing quickly expanded into a huge "nothing".

The guardian general of the Shepherd Palace took the opportunity to glance at it, and he was suddenly shocked beyond measure: "The divine forbidden area of ​​absolute defense was actually broken through by someone with pure brute force! Oh my god, let me blind my eyes, I can't see.

The best possible outcome.”

His wish was destined to be shattered. Ci Zhou had long understood the shortcomings of this type of divine ban, especially when he witnessed the four eight guardian gods using the Beast King Mandala Formation to break through the Nantian Gate.

The power and precision of hitting at one point might not be possible for anyone else, but he is different.

"Break it!" The final blow came. Cizhou's right hand hit the wall hard. The vesicle that was dented to the limit burst immediately, and a destructive shock wave that had been building up for a long time quickly poured in.

With just one breath, a huge shepherd's palace was uprooted from the ground. No matter how prepared the patron saint was, the golden armor on his body was severely damaged everywhere, and thick black smoke was emitted from his body.

Cizhou strolled over and looked at the owner of the Shepherd Palace who had his hands folded to protect his face. He smiled and nodded gently: "Persevere until now! You are not bad!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the god general seemed to have received the greatest praise, and as if his wish was fulfilled, he immediately fell forward to the ground, with a loud bang, his head tilted to the side, and a wisp of dark red blood smoke rose from the corner of his mouth.

Jinna Luo Shen (Dragon Horse) counted his fingers and couldn't help but laugh: "It only took sixty breaths before the holy monk blasted through the Shepherd Palace with the strongest defense. It's really terrifying!"

Garuda (Ninth Palace) snorted angrily and shouted on the spot: "Leave the guard of the next palace to me!"

When Ci Zhou heard this, he nodded with a smile, and then led his three disciples through the ruins of the Shepherd Palace and rushed towards the Yak Palace, which was lined with pillars and had no dome, followed closely by the four protectors of the Eight Tribes.

, especially Garuda was the fastest, even surpassing Wukong, Wuneng, Wujing and others, flying side by side with Cizhou, and then using a little force to cross the head.

"Moo...!"

The guardian god of the Yak Palace opened his mouth and roared, roaring like a hundred thunderbolts, exploding in everyone's ears, making a roar like the earth was cracking, stopping everyone in their tracks, except Garuda, the God of Cookery.

"snort……!"

Garuda (Ninth Palace) flew to high altitude in advance, leaving only a blurry afterimage. He raised his right hand high above his head, receiving the Buddhist power mixed into the holy mountain kingdom, controlling the spirit of Naga Tianlong, and a trace of thick hair instantly appeared on his fingertips.

As the arcs accumulated, an electric snake wrapped around the arm, forming a blue-white sword-shaped electric light.

"The Holy Monk can learn the divine power of the Beast King's Mandala Formation on the spot, and I can also steal the Holy Monk's unique moves from the time he just broke through the world! Guards of the Yak Palace, take the move."
Chapter completed!