Chapter 126

most of the friars in the city have poured in. After all, this is a major event in 30 years, which has influenced the pattern of the whole country. Besides, they can watch the three magic arts. If they can learn a little bit, they can go further in the future.

When they left the courtyard under the guidance of Lin Wufeng, the leader of the sect, there were monks all around the Dharma platform, leaving only three blank places.

Southwest, Yimen.

Northeast, zhenmen.

Northwest, Gen gate.

There have been dozens of big black wood chairs arranged in this gate for people to sit down. When watching from this position, you can see everything on the stage at a glance.

Seeing all the Yi men approaching, the hall slowly quieted down. As one of the top three monks in the immortal world, is the grand and round momentum of building foundation comparable to that of ordinary monks?

If we can go further, it will be the golden elixir period of moving mountains and seas. How many foundation building friars will vanish in the air while waving their hands. What they say and do coincide with the power of heaven and earth. Under the law of heaven, can any monk resist?

When Lin Wufeng sat down, they also found a place to sit down, surrounded by the door master. The green color added to the momentum of the master, and the monks who were not far away felt heavy pressure.

At this time, all the friars turned their heads, and two groups of friars appeared in the northeast and northwest.

The northeast is full of yellow friars, and the northwest is full of brown friars. One of the first two groups comes with the same prestige and momentum.

Lei Yiming, the master of zhenmen, and Wang Kun, the master of Gen gate, are also the top monks in the immortal world.

While watching the two groups of friars slowly take their seats, although the monks feel more pressure and even breathe carefully, they feel that the trip is worth it.

Even if it hasn't started yet, it's a pity that you can see the demeanor of the top monks.

"Elder martial brother, younger martial brother, after 30 years of absence, you still have the elegant demeanor, and the disciples of this sect are also worthy of great responsibility. According to the rules of fighting, we should go to the zhenmen first. Do you have different opinions?"

Lei Yiming, the master of the earthquake gate, stood up, arched his hands to both sides from afar, and said.

Although the voice didn't mean to roar out, it had the charm of thundering. The monks even felt numb after hearing it. They felt as if they had been hit by electric shock. What's worse, they were convulsed and pale.

"Of course, no objection. Please, elder martial brother." It was Wang Kun, the head of the gen gate, who made the monks breathless.

"Younger martial brother, please." Lin Wufeng, the leader of the Yimen sect, said without changing his face. The voice was different. It was as elegant as the wind. But the monks could hear it clearly, but they felt ethereal. They couldn't find any trace. They were very sad.

"Zhang Shengtian, you go first and learn the gen gate magic." Lei Yiming said softly.

"In accordance with the main law of the door." In the yellow group practice, a short monk stands up, bows to Lei Yiming and flies to the stage.

"I don't know which Taoist friend of Gen gate came to give advice?"

Standing on the stage, they could see clearly that they were not as tall as ordinary people's shoulders, their faces were dark, and their eyes were smart and divine. Although they were staring at by countless monks under the stage, they did not show any fear of stage fright.

He must be a very fierce man.

"Fang zhenshu, you should go and learn the skill of zhenmen." The head of Gen gate did not hesitate to order a person, as if he had a plan in mind.

"In accordance with the main law of the door." One of the brown friars stood up, bowed to Wang Kun, and then flew to the Dharma platform.

Everyone looked at him. Fang zhenshu was very tall. His face was a little morbid white. His eyes narrowed. Only the light flashed from time to time made people dare not look directly at him.

On the stage, one is tall and one is short, one is black and the other is white. Ten feet apart, they are facing each other from afar. Their eyes seem to collide, but in their hearts, they are recalling the life stories of their opponents.

Before he came, he collected the most information from all his disciples. No matter who he was, he could know his fighting style so as to take corresponding measures.

Yi Heng also looked at it quietly. It was not as good as Zeng Yushu's devotion. Zeng Yushu's face was red and black with excitement. He recovered a little after being struck by lightning, and his skin was still slightly burnt black.

Qiu Xiyin was sitting next to Liu Qingyi. His face was flushed with excitement. He looked very cute. However, his small fist clenched tightly. It didn't seem that he was afraid. He wanted to fight.

But Liu Qingyi frowned and looked worried.

Li Yijia sits next to her father. Although she sees the fierce people on the stage, she remembers that after two years of hard training, her eyes show pride again.

"Fang Daoyou, please." Zhang Shengtian's words are as short and pithy as a man. Although he has little impression of him in front of him, he has no fear.

"Mr. Zhang, please." Fang zhenshu frowned, because of the fierce name of the man on the other side. I'm afraid that the ability to fight in the end is a fluke.

Although there was a spark in their eyes, they also acted as disciples of the gate, which made the disciples admire them.

But then they saw two hands waving in a hurry. One offered two small hammers, and the other offered a small mountain. With the spiritual power running, the two hammers became as big as bowls, surrounded by blue electric light, "Zizi" made a sound.The hill became bigger, more than two feet high and wide, floating in the air, and it looked very powerful.

It seems that they do not want to test, and directly use their own law.

Only heard "shock" and "gen", two large characters appeared in front of the two people into small hammer and hill.

With this enchantment, the blue light on the hammer is more intense, and the hill is more thick.

Speaking slowly, in fact, after a few breaths, they have already finished. Their eyes are fixed on each other. With a wave of their right hand, their magic weapons will roar at each other.

As soon as the hammer contacted with Koyama, it was bounced off. At this time, two loud sounds of "collapse" were issued, which made people's ears numb.

Of course, the strength of the hammer was not as strong as that of the hill, so he saw the hammer fly away. However, the electric light on the hammer hit the hill, and Fang zhenshu's mind was connected with the magic weapon. Naturally, he was shocked. His mind was slightly numb, and the Hill grew more slowly.

The hammer retreated to Zhang Shengtian's side, and saw his Dharma resolution rise again. A shock word was integrated into the hammer again. The hammer was covered with electric light and roared toward the tree.

Hill is characterized by strong defense, and it is difficult to attack directly. It seems small, but in fact, it weighs ten thousand catties. However, its weakness is that it consumes more spiritual power and is slow in speed.

When the monks under the stage were dazzled, it was the last moment on the stage.

After the time of tea, Fang zhenshu was sweating heavily, commanding the hill to block the attacking hammer while slowly bumping into Zhang Shengtian.

If you are hit by this mountain, you will be seriously injured even at the later stage of foundation construction. However, the speed is too slow. It is more likely that Fang zhenshu's spiritual power will be exhausted before he reaches his body.

Zhang Shengtian still tried his best. He kept adding Zhen characters to the hammer, and constantly waved the hammer to attack. Although he tried to avoid the hill, the hill was not small.

He always hit the hill every time. It seems that although he failed, Zhang Shengtian was secretly proud.