The flying snowflakes intercepted one of the stone Buddhas, and a woman in light purple palace clothes exuded an enchanting aura, walking lightly on her lotus feet, stepping into the void.
"Surround yourself and win without force. Lu Xiaotian, I will block one for you."
"Fengxue Enchantress! The Buddha Sect and the Fengxue Sheng Sect have never been in conflict with each other, so why are they helping the tyrants?" Kong E and Xiang Qingcheng shouted loudly while fighting with each other. The other party's force camp has grown stronger, and there are more sky-devouring ghost ants.
It is said that Shan Bing from Yuqing Immortal Palace and Dongfang Yi from Fengxue Holy Sect actually intervened one after another.
At present, the four stone Buddhas can take some time to suppress Lu Xiaotian, but after Dongfang Yi intervenes, with the three stone Buddhas, the situation is probably even at best. For the Buddha Sect, the situation of the entire war has slipped
An uncontrollable abyss.
"Why do I need you to dictate my actions? The days when the Buddha Sect was powerful are bound to be gone forever. You should just worry about your own situation." Dongfang Yi snorted coldly, and the unyielding holy snow fluttered in the sky,
The wind and snow gathered around and turned into a huge snow wheel, crushing towards one of the stone Buddhas.
Xiang Qingcheng was relieved at this time. She felt like she had seen Dongfang Yi before. Anyone who dared to take action against the Buddha Sect at this time must have a close relationship with Lu Xiaotian. But in any case, Dongfang Yi's joining would definitely
The situation at this time has completely changed for the Red Moon Desert.
Sure enough, just when Xiang Qingcheng's idea came up, Lu Xiaotian rose from the ground. He looked a little injured, but for Lu Xiaotian's extremely powerful physique, such trauma had little impact.
"It seems that luck is still on my side." Lu Xiaotian's clothes shook slightly, and the dust left his body one after another. Although his clothes were torn, he was in control of the general trend. There was no need to deliberately show off his stern aura, but no one could.
ignore.
"Buddha is with our sect. Existence is suffering. Go to the ultimate bliss, Amitabha!" There is no anger in the tone of the five stone Buddhas, but there is a hint of endless sadness.
"Everyone has the right to choose, and so does the sect. If ordinary monks make the wrong choice, the body will die and the Tao will disappear, and the Buddha Sect is no different. If it really exists, it will be suffering, and it will last for a long time. The Buddha Sect
Why is it necessary to maintain the inheritance for so many years? The so-called words of bliss are just words of self-deception that cannot change the present."
Lu Xiaotian shook his head, held up his palm, and Fang Tian's painted halberd flew towards the remaining three stone Buddhas, "I have already tried your power of crouching tigers, you should also try the weight of mountains and rivers!"
Lu Xiaotian finished speaking, and the painted halberd from Fang Tian flew over the three stone Buddhas, turned into a majestic mountain, a turbulent river, and fell from the top of the three stone Buddhas. Between the wild mountains and rivers, there was an image of dragons and tigers leaping, hundreds of beasts contending, and hundreds of beasts contending.
Birds fly!
"Amitabha! If you hear the Tao in the morning, you may die in the evening. Being able to see the infinite meaning of mountains and rivers before falling into silence is also the compassion of the Buddha." The three stone Buddhas are neither happy nor sad. Each of them stands empty in the air, with one palm held flat.
And rise.
Buzz----The two collided. Although Fang Tian's painted halberd at this time was born out of the Eight Styles of the Great Wilderness, it was no longer a simple magic weapon used for physical training. At Lu Xiaotian's level, there was no method to rely on, and no method to rely on.
With a way forward to follow, his spiritual consciousness has begun to understand the laws of heaven and earth. When refining this Fangtian Painted Halberd, he has unconsciously integrated his own artistic conception into it.
Mum Om... The seventh-level pagoda body Lu Xiaotian appeared one after another and fell into the mountains and rivers, causing the mountains and rivers transformed by Fangtian's painted halberd to sink again. At this time, Lu Xiaotian almost used his body at the same time and merged into one.
Although the three stone Buddhas are transformed from the Soul Crystal of Ten Thousand Buddhas, they are familiar with all Buddhist dharma and have more magical powers than Lu Xiaotianhui. However, the "Maha Buddhani Sutra" practiced by Lu Xiaotian directly points to the origin of Buddhist techniques. Different paths lead to the same goal.
Thousands of skills come together to form one. By now, both sides have gained an understanding of their magical powers. Now it is a battle between the two sides in terms of their background and artistic conception.
When it comes to background, Lu Xiaotian is inferior. When it comes to artistic conception, he is already above the three stone Buddhas. With Lu Xiaotian's dual cultivation of Dharma and body, his recovery speed is much faster than that of monks of the same level, and the ten thousand things in the three stone Buddhas are
The consumption of Buddha Soul Crystals is increasing. Between increases and decreases, the situation has become clear.
Compared with the main Buddhist sect, the fierce battle between Broken Arm and Ming Evil, the Thirty-six Bronze Man Tiangang Demon Subduing Formation has come to an end. At this time, the three-headed and six-armed flaming man transformed by the broken arm in the void is still there, and the golden crow in the sun has receded.
, but the low-level monks were dead and injured. The bodies of the thirty-six bronze men were already covered with large and small cracks, and within the cracks, there was a faint trace of fire.
Ming E's body had been burned with several black scars, and his body was shaking slightly in the void.
"In my early days, I was a poor monk who was addicted to war. After I was promoted to the Mahayana, I realized something, and my desire to fight has subsided a lot. It's just that the killings I committed in the past were very serious, but they can no longer be made up for. I had known that there would be karmic retribution.
, it’s good to be in the hands of King Lu Dan, but the cause and effect is fine.”
Ming Evil's hands are clasped together, but his hands are slightly trembling. Compared with his calm expression, his movements are obviously no longer as meditative as his heart. After being burned by the formless mysterious fire, he can use the ability to understand evil.
He can endure the pain of the formless mysterious fire burning his body, but he cannot completely calm down his body's reaction.
"Stop it now and leave on your own." The broken arm turned into a flame of humanity. This time, the Buddha Sect had some connections with the people behind the sword. Lu Xiaotian would not sit back and wait for death, but the Buddha Sect also had people who truly worshiped the Buddha, and
There are many more, and Ming Evil is one of them. After all, Ming Evil's foundation is too shallow. He was already injured before the Thirty-six Bronze Men arrived. Now he is defeated. It is not a crime of war, but because of the war between the two sides.
The low-level monks were killed and wounded, so some of their energy was diverted.
"The sect has been destroyed, where can we go?" Ming E glanced at the dead and injured pillows, and sighed quietly at the devastated Buddhist branch temple. Lightning light loomed on his body again, and the monk's stick in the hands of the thirty-six bronze men waved like a forest again.
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The flame man frowned slightly, and with his three heads and six arms, he turned into a punch and struck Ming Evil. The huge fist shadow enveloped Ming Evil and the thirty-six bronze men in the void.
Boom boom boom... Among the thirty-six bronze figures, some of them were seriously injured. A burst of fire burst out from the cracks in their bodies, making a violent explosion sound. They fell headfirst and fell from the void.
The fist seal sank into Ming'e's body, and Ming'e's body flew back, slowly falling to the top of a mountain and sitting down cross-legged.
"Amitabha, the formless mysterious fire can reach such a state in the hands of King Lu Dan. The defeat of the poor monk and the Thirty-Six Bronze Man in the hands of King Lu Dan is a glorious defeat."
The thirty-six bronze men were partially destroyed. Once the formation was broken, the threat they could pose was extremely limited. The three-headed and six-armed flame man in the void was retracted and turned into a broken arm again.
Looking at Ming'e who had run out of gas, Broken Arm sighed slightly. Originally, he and Ming'e were very good friends. But in the end, they ended up in this situation.