This alarmed the guardians, the guardians, the guardian golden monks, and the guardian arhats, all moved. Only the guardian Vajra did not move, and they were still standing in the Buddha's niche, but their heads had turned, looking at the four-tribulation scattered immortal.

Sure enough, someone came to play the Pioneer, and Mi Xiaojing and others really admired it to the extreme, and Mi Youran's calculations were almost the same.

The man shouted loudly, waved his arm, and instantly, Chunyang Axe took action.

The explosion sounded continuously. Wherever the Pure Yang Axe passed, no matter what kind of divine beast or golden monk, they were all broken into powder, and even the powder was burning.

At this moment, the power of the immortal weapon was truly revealed.

However, because there were too many opponents, the man was forced to retreat step by step. Pure Yang Axe surrounded him, and any divine beasts and golden monks who were close to him would immediately turn into ashes.

Even if the Four Tribulations of Immortals are extremely powerful and have a pseudo-immortal weapon, they are squeezed out bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit by bit, and have been hit several times in a row. Although they have shattered countless sects, gods and beasts, they still cannot gain a foothold.

When he exited the tower cover, the attacks came to an abrupt end.

But the man did not stop. The Pure Yang Axe, which was originally flying around him, suddenly swept across the return beast Jin Monk like a hot steamer.

In an instant, at least dozens of divine beasts and golden monks turned into ashes. This time he learned his lesson and no longer broke in directly, but used immortal weapons to sweep back and forth.

Due to the collapse of most of the bans, some of the guardians are invalid, and the bans here are tied up one after another. After the collapse of some, a lot of blessings were missing from the original guardians, which reduced the power of these guardians. In addition to the immortal weapons in the hands of the Four Tribulations of Sanxian, he gained an absolute advantage.

At this time, more and more cultivators arrived. When they saw the Four Tribulations of Immortals, they immediately retreated and did not dare to continue to move forward. No cultivator dared to come forward to talk to him, and the two were not people on the same level at all.

Even the fusion stage masters mixed in the crowd dare to stand out. They can better understand the power of the Four Tribulations of Immortals than ordinary cultivators.

Mi Xiaojing was also sighing at the strength of the Four Tribulations of Immortals, but for Luo Mei, this person was just above the level. She firmly believed that if there was a suitable immortal weapon, this guy would not be his opponent.

The late Mahayana cultivator is infinitely close to the immortal. She is not a half-jealous person like Sanxian. She is a real quasi-immortal, and she is much better than Sanxian's foundation.

Suddenly, a lonely figure caught the attention of Mi Xiaojing. This person was the closest to the Four Tribulations of Immortals. Of course, Mi Xiaojing and others hid in the formation.

Mi Xiaojing's spiritual sense swept over and immediately saw the man clearly.

This is a person who is a hundred times dirty than Hutu. He has only a very broken robe on his body, and the color cannot be distinguished at all. The big hole is covered with a small hole, and the hem is directly a cloth strip. There is a straw rope around his waist. This straw rope is really a straw rope. A rope made of green grass, with a black leather gourd hanging on it.

The man held a ghost-headed crutch in his hand, but a string of rosary hanging around his neck.

Yanxiu? A disciple of the Buddha Sect?

When Mi Xiaojing's spiritual sense swept on the man, the other party looked in the direction where Mi Xiaojing was. The man's eyes felt sad. His bald head was comparable to Hu Tu's face, as if he had rolled in the mud. Rubbing his hands with his face was considered washing his face. The traces left were simply inconspicuous.

With a bamboo pole-like figure, through the hole in the broken monk's robe, you can see the ribs like a washboard, thin and bony, but with a unique temperament.

This person is very strong! This is Mi Xiaojing's first thought. His spiritual sense swept over and the other party immediately felt it. He could feel the existence of Mi Xiaojing. This person is not simple!

This is an ascetic!

Mi Xiaojing suddenly realized that people with this appearance were recorded in Yanxiu's classics and were very typical ascetics.

Hu Tu said: "There are more and more experts!"

Mi Youran smiled and said, "The more experts, the better, the more messy they are, and we have a chance!"

Hu Tu said: "I'm too lazy to calculate, what have you found?"

Mi Youran said: "I will make arrangements later. Don't worry, as long as you listen to my arrangements, you will gain something."

People who can calculate are terrible. Hu Tu knew this in his heart that he had suffered such a hardship before and had studied it for a while. However, he found that this thing requires strong talent and instinct. After he learned it, he realized that his level of only two swords was far inferior to those who were really good at calculating.

However, Hu Tu later advanced to the Mahayana stage, and his sensitivity was greatly improved. In general matters, they often resulted in a little calculation. Although they were not careful enough, the general direction was still very accurate.

The Chunyang Axe swept back and forth, and the man became more and more anxious as he fought. He suddenly retreated and put away the Chunyang Axe, sweeping across the earth at the same time.

The guardians of Zhenxian Pagoda gradually dispersed. After all, they were not creatures, but battle puppets made by the ancient Buddha Sect. They had no wisdom and thoughts, no one commanded them, and no restrictions, and their overall strength had dropped significantly.

As long as the fighting people withdraw from the battle circle, they will be at a loss. This has no effect on dealing with ordinary cultivators. However, it is obviously not possible to deal with masters like the Four Tribulations of Sanxian.

The Four Tribulations of Immortals, this person has a strange name.

Happy!

It was not that he was happy, but that his name was Gao Xing. With his strength and cultivation, he originally planned to enter the immortal tower in one breath, but after a little trial, he found that it was difficult to do it. If there was no one around, he could use the method of slowly grinding, but now it is not possible. Once he has finished cleaning, the people around him will not be polite, and he will not be able to kill everyone.

Especially the appearance of the ascetic monk made him feel threatened.

So Gao Xing simply retreated. He stared at the ascetic monk with a bad look and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

The ascetic monk leaned on a ghost-headed crutch in one hand, and stood up on his chest with the other hand, lowered his head, and did not look around, but just stood silently.

Gao Xing was depressed and scanned it with his spiritual sense. He felt even more unhappy. There were hundreds of cultivators present, and some people rushed from afar.

Due to the large-scale collapse of the ban, the threat of Duerzhou is getting smaller and smaller. Many Nascent Soul cultivators can cope with it, and many people who were trapped before also took the opportunity to get out of the trap.

Cultivators who can practice to the Nascent Soul stage or above have no bad grasp of opportunities. Many people find this place just by intuition.
Chapter completed!