Even though everyone was prepared, the sudden appearance of the Dharma Realm in front of them still made everyone feel shocked.
It’s not that I’m afraid, but I’m worried about this mission.
Jing Luo stared at the fat monk closely, with a solemn expression on his face.
Although this monk is so fat that he can’t even walk and needs to be pulled by a white elephant, his strength is definitely not compromised at all. It must be due to his special ability that leads to this kind of body shape, and the special Ability means difficulty.
At first, after learning that the Four Elephants Exorcism Array was built under the auspices of Dayun Temple, the Iron-Blooded Great Wall sent people to collect information about Dayun Temple. Not much information that was too secretive was discovered, but there were some obvious information about it. A lot of information has been collected.
For example, the host and some of the most powerful elders below.
The fat monk with very conspicuous features in front of him immediately reminded him of the information in the document.
Dayun Temple has a long heritage and has existed in the earthly immortal world for thousands of years. It was not famous when it was founded, but later it got the ancient inheritance from unknown sources, and gradually began to become famous in the righteous way.
With the development of the sect, some geniuses have been added one after another.
It wasn’t until a thousand years ago that the former abbot completed the legendary Mahavairocana Sutra, defeating invincible opponents in the world, and completely brought Dayun Temple to a new height, becoming the leader of righteous Buddhism.
However, only one master cannot achieve such a brilliant result. Just like the Gray Immortal clan, even with the ancestors who have ascended to the Immortal Realm, they ended up having to relocate their entire clan.
Thus, under the glorious achievements of the presiding officer, there are also ten arhats who protect the temple and are also famous. The most impressive one is the one who is known as the Maitreya inheritance and is known as the fat Maitreya.
Maitreya, I understand everything.
With his iconic body shape and terrifying level, the identity of the man in front of him is obvious. He is one of the Arhats who protected the temple in those days, and he is also an old antique, Fat Maitreya, who has lived for a thousand years!
"What are you looking at? Everyone has arrived, can we start?"
Turgenev did not know the details of the fat monk in front of him, and said impatiently, "You guys If you are afraid, let’s go first!”
After saying this, he winked directly at his own people, and then various buffs were applied to everyone.
Feeling the greatly enhanced strength, Turgenev showed a crazy smile, raised his arms and shouted, "Take my sword! (Strength and Honor)"
"The first sword of China (Victory or Death), the White Emperor's Holy Sword (I am for everyone), the Yujian follows me (Everyone is for me). Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, noh!!!!"
With roaring towards Tian Er, a group of Maozi brandished weapons and rushed towards the team escorting the magic weapon.
"Haha, save them"
Fat Maitreya seemed to have no desire to take action at all. He just put down his steps and gave orders to the people around him.
Four flying monks landed at the forefront of Maozi's charge route, clasping their hands together and chanting the Buddha's name softly, "Amitabha!"
The next moment, golden light spread under the four people's feet, It shrouded all the monks behind him, plating them with a layer of gold. Then these people stretched out their hands, and long sticks appeared out of thin air.
Eighteen golden monks jumped out, holding sticks in their right hands behind them and their left hands in front of their chests. They took small steps to meet Lao Maozi, who was full of fighting spirit. Seeing that the two sides were fighting, Whale Luo could only wave his hand, and the help from the Iron Blood Great Wall and the Logistics Department of the Culture and Tourism Bureau also took action directly.
The melee fighters in the front row followed Mao Zi and launched a charge. The long-range spells were also released, and the comrades who charged across the front smashed into the eighteen golden monks.
But these monks did not even look at these spells and allowed them to fall on themselves.
The usually invincible spell attacks were all blocked by the golden light on their bodies, and not even a piece of skin was broken.
However, it was too late for everyone to be shocked by this scene. Mao Zi in the front row had already engaged the opponent. Eighteen golden monks formed a strange formation and rushed directly into the crowd.
Eighteen eyebrow-length long sticks were also pointed towards Mao Zi. The long sticks instantly split into stick shadows all over the sky, attacking Mao Zi head and head.
The stick shadow is both illusory and real. Some of the weaker players in Maozi's team were smashed to death in an instant. Three of the remaining players were unable to dodge and suffered broken bones and tendons. The only two who were intact were , it is Turgenev and his deputy led by Maozi.
But this is relatively intact. Although they did not suffer any major damage, the huge force still made them vomit a mouthful of blood. The treatment staff at the rear hurriedly cast a few treatment spells, and then Stabilize the injuries of the two people.
The big bosses of the Iron-Blooded Great Wall who had not taken action suddenly had their eyelids twitching. What kind of strength is this?
The most feared fat Maitreya was still in the car and did not move. The four flying monks just stood there and used formation blessings. With these monks who looked like their disciples, Mao Zi took action. The team was immediately disastrous.
If they attack directly, can they kill people like themselves in an instant?
Thinking of this, Jing Luo and the other big men of the Iron Blood Great Wall looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.
We have to fight hard!
They subconsciously glanced at the equipment that had been handed out in advance in the storage column, and they were prepared to die heroically.
Fortunately, the other party is a little too confident. So far, the four flying monks have not taken action
However, just when Whale Luo was rejoicing, he suddenly felt four extremely powerful auras erupting in front of him, vaguely connected together, making everyone present feel tense.
"It's time for us to take the field. We work in pairs and entangle the four monks. We must not let them rush into the battlefield."
Whale Luo sighed, and six gunshots flew out from behind him. The flying swords revolved around him, and the others also used all their methods to find their targets, and flew around the four monks.
At this point, the two sides began a fierce melee.
It is said to be tragic because although the players are at the same level as these monks, in terms of skills, because they have only entered the game for a short time and have not been taught by famous teachers, most of them are at the proficiency level, and proficiency is even rarer.
The other party has been a monk since he was a child, and he has been taught by his master step by step when getting started. The one who can be brought to escort the core magic weapon must be the best in the sect, and his skill level is exactly the opposite of that of the players.
With this addition and one subtraction, the gap immediately became apparent.
During the melee, players would fall to the ground from time to time, and then turn into light and disappear. Ten seconds later, a resurrection point set up behind them would appear, and they would join the battlefield again.
In just a few minutes, the player has consumed an average of three years of life.
On the monk's side, apart from some disordered breathing, there were no casualties at all. (End of chapter)