In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Looking at the thousands of pure white cloud swords in the sky, even Lin Xiaolu salivated with envy.

I have to say, this method is too handsome!

In the arena, Chen Nianyun and other sword cultivators also showed envious expressions when they saw this scene.

This is the sword cultivator!

"Swipe, swipe, swipe!"

In the sky, countless cloud swords flew out, all bombarding the old man Tianzhu, the old man Tianzhu quickly raised his hand to block it with spiritual methods.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The shield composed of Yunjian and spiritual energy exploded continuously, while the old man's face was terrified.

This one sword and two swords are okay, but the number of these cloud swords is almost inexhaustible, and he can't resist it for a long time.

In the sky, Situ Zhong pointed to the sky with one hand and pointed at the old man from Tianzhu with the other. The clouds in the sky were like an inexhaustible river, continuously condensing clouds and swords flew down, turning into a rain of swords. Refers to the constant bombardment of the old man in Tianzhu.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

One after another cloud swords blasted out huge spiritual explosions in the field, and the spiritual shield of the old man Tianzhu also finally lost after blocking several spiritual swords, and shattered like glass!

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the old man from Tianzhu was sent flying by Situ Zhong's sword.

In the sky, Situ Zhong didn't hesitate to see that the opponent was injured. With a wave of his Taoist robe, a small transparent sword immediately condensed on the sword finger of his right hand.

Shushan Sword Art - Floating Sword Shadow!

He subconsciously wanted to kill the old man who was still in the air, but in the distance, a blinding golden light suddenly appeared!

The monks who were fighting fiercely were stunned by the golden light, and Lin Xiaolu and others looked over curiously.

In the sky, the dazzling golden light shone from a very far away, and there were bursts of Buddha's voice appearing at the same time.

Seeing the Buddha's light and hearing the Buddha's voice, the handsome duck in Lin Xiaolu's arms was startled immediately.

Is Indian Buddhism coming?

In the arena, Situ Zhong was illuminated by the golden light. Looking at the army of monks getting closer and closer in the distance, he frowned slightly, and then swung his sword sharply!

"call out!"

"boom!"

Beyond the sky, the small transparent sword the size of a palm suddenly turned into a huge transparent sword, and collided with a huge golden "卍" character.

The monks in the entire battlefield stopped one after another, and all looked at the scene of the sword and swastika confronting each other. Tan Songlei and other Shushan inner disciples were even more shocked.

The master's Floating Sword was actually blocked!

In the sky, Situ Zhong Jian of Daogu Xianfeng frowned, and suddenly turned his hand holding the sword formula.

"Whoosh!"

The huge Floating Sword Shadow and the golden swastika shattered at the same time, and both disappeared.

After dissipating, everyone saw the person who shot.

Under the fiery red clouds, there are countless Buddhist monks floating. These monks are emitting golden light all over their bodies at the moment, and they are chanting sutras with palms together. The person who just released the golden swastika, which is comparable to Situ Zhong's beating, is It was the leader among them, an old monk wearing a golden robe.

Lin Xiaolu looked at the old monk in a daze, while the handsome duck in his arms showed nervousness.

"The monks of the Vishnu Temple are also invading China? Isn't this the end of the calf?"

"Shuai Shuai Ya, are these people very powerful?" Xiao Yu'er asked beside him.

Shuai Duck nodded:

"The Vishnu Temple, the strongest Buddhist sect in Tianzhu, used to be hostile to Tianzhu religion, and now I don't know why it actually helps them."

After speaking, it raised its head, looked at Lin Xiaolu seriously and said:

"Boss, we can't fight, let's run for our lives together."

Lin Xiaolu: ...

At this moment, the three Nascent Souls of the Tianzhu Sect have all been injured, and Situ Zhong, Luo Zhongze, and Ye Qingluan are a little tired, but they are obviously fine. The three masters stood in a row with ugly faces, watching The two sects in front of them.

They knew that there were two Nascent Souls in the Vishnu Temple, and if these three Nascent Souls were added to the Yezhi Temple, it would be a total of five Nascent Souls!

Therefore, if the Temple of Yeknowledge and the Temple of Vishnu are combined into one, no matter whether it is a Nascent Soul cultivator or an Alchemy Formation cultivator, they are far inferior to each other, and they are not opponents at all.

How to do?

In the sky above Loulan City, the number of monks from both sides rose and lined up one by one, while Lin Xiaolu and others continued to watch eagerly from behind.

Shuai Shuai Duck gave him a pass to analyze the situation, and finally made a final decision - he couldn't beat it!

"Boss who can't help it, more than half of the country's cultivators have come, how many people do we have in Longmen and Emei in Shushan? If we fight, there will be ghosts. It's king for us to run for our lives now.

Boss, don't hesitate, or you can maim yourself, let's summon Lao Li, then we don't have to run away."

"boom!"

"Ah! My duck eyes!"

In the sky, the three masters headed by Situ Zhong all had ugly expressions, while the Tianzhu monks in front of them looked eager to try.

The monks and monks of Buddhism and Tianzhu religion have spread all over the whole sky, and all of them are shining with golden light. They really seem to be full of gods and Buddhas in the sky, giving people great coercion!

And just when all the monks in Shenzhou showed their fighting intentions to die, and many inner disciples started clamoring for help, Ye Qingluan suddenly took away the mace.

Everyone was taken aback, and Situ Zhong and Luo Zhong also looked at her with puzzled faces.

"Master Ye, what is this?"

In the field, Ye Qingluan smiled cutely:

"Use a bald donkey to deal with a bald donkey."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was puzzled, but the handsome duck behind him raised his head impressively.

The next moment, all the monks from Shenzhou felt something at the same time, and raised their heads one after another, and the monks from Tianzhu, who were already sure of winning, also looked upwards in unison.

I saw an old monk in tattered cassock standing in the sky above!

The old monk's face was clean, and he looked at the monk in the golden cassock among the Tianzhu monks.

The tattered cassock and the golden cassock formed a sharp contrast for a moment.

Luo Zhongze and Situ Zhong looked at Wu Xin in the sky, both showing doubts.

They don't know much about Wuxin, they have only heard of it.

"Wuxin Zen Master!"

Lin Xiaolu shouted excitedly when he saw Wuxin, and Wuxin in the sky also looked at the young man with a smile, and then he looked at the monks in the Vishnu Temple again.

"Where's your Buddha?"

As soon as this remark came out, all the monks in the Vishnu Temple looked terrified, and the leader, the monk in gold, looked at him angrily, his eyes full of fear!

He said in Shenzhou dialect with a slight accent:

"Buddha wants to save Shenzhou, Wuxin, the poor monk advises you, get out of the way!"

Hearing the words inadvertently, he showed a kind smile:

"What if the poor monk refuses?"

"That poor monk will burn you into a relic today!"

Unintentionally heard the words, smiled, and folded his palms together.

"Polopo, monks don't tell lies, if you can't do it, your Buddha will be disappointed~"

The old monk named Boluopo suddenly froze.

He was speechless, and his originally benevolent face began to become more and more distorted, and finally he sternly said:

"You really want to be the enemy of Tianzhu Buddhism!"

Wu Xin smiled, did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically:

"Do you know why the poor monk has the name Wuxin?"

Polo sneered: "Don't you just want to say that you freed your heart and gave it to the Buddha? You deserve it too?"

Shaking his head unintentionally, he folded his palms together and said:

"The poor monk did vacate the place of the heart, but not for Sakyamuni, but for all beings in China!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent!

"it is good!"

Ye Qingluan applauded again and again, and then waved to a group of Tianzhu monks:

"Come, come! This sect master will kill all of you today!"

At this moment, in the sky, the monks on both sides were fighting, while that Polopo was staring at Zen Master Wuxin.

Even Shuai Shuai Ya couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he saw this scene

It's so dangerous, Ben Ya almost couldn't help but want to speak out, but luckily Zen Master Wuxin came.

Unintentional and unintentional, the law is based on unintentional, better than intentional!