After Duanmu jumped down.

The Hundred Tribulation Cave Immortal Body smashed down like a cannonball.

Rumble!

A circular pit mark smashed by a rosette appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Several puppets were smashed into the dirt.

"Hundred strikes on the prairie fire!"

"A thousand waves!"

Hua Wudao was rushing back and saw this scene...... Cough...... Almost didn't squirt water.

Hey, the thought of staying in the Demon Heaven Pavilion in the future made my heart panic.

He glanced at Hua Yuexing, who was standing at the top of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, pulling the arrow from time to time to repel those puppets, and his mood was much better.

The Great Elder of the Hengqu School, after Zhang Jin got up, rushed up.

They are just puppets, without pain, without fear, without death.

Pan Litian's brows furrowed.

The wine gourd burst into golden light again and greeted it.

Little Kite, Zhaoyue, Ming Shiyin, Zhu Honggong, and the four major apprentices jumped off Jinting Mountain one after another.

For a time, the gang qi was staggered, and within a few hundred meters in front of the foothills, it was chaotic, and it was full of gang qi......

Lu Zhou's toes tapped Bai Ze's back, stepped on the void, and Bai Ze disappeared into the darkness.

When Bai Ze's mount appears, it will have an auspicious aura and will be easy to be noticed......

Bai Ze was replaced by the inconspicuous Raccoon.

Lu Zhou rode the raccoon and came to a rock halfway up the mountainside to observe secretly.

......

The others nodded their heads when they saw the pavilion master disappear.

It's all some puppets, and it's really not the turn of the pavilion master to make a move.

Lu Zhou was on the back of the fierce man, silently cheering for the apprentices.

The old man was also very helpless, and the old man could only wave his flag and shout at this point of cultivation.

"Willing to sacrifice two hundred years of life, just for the sake of the Demon Heaven Pavilion?" Lu Zhou looked at the battle situation below and thought.

Zhang Yuanshan has the power to win the eight leaves, so Bama will not be bad......

Could it be that after Yu Shangrong killed Zhang Yuanshan, he was captured by Bama and taken hostage?

It's not out of the question.

Pan Litian repelled Zhang Jin again...... Nagging: "Unbelievably strong. ”

Leng Luo performed the technique of Dao Concealment, came to Zhang Jin, and attacked in a row, and several palm prints densely hit Zhang Jin's body.

"Old Pan, smash them on the back of the head. Leng Luo said.

"Well, listen to you. ”

Pan Litian, with Leng Luo's cooperation, was full of energy.

The wine gourd spun out, from small to large, shining with golden light—

"Drunk pillow!" Pan Litian shouted.

Bang!

The wine gourd smashed on the back of Zhang Jin's head.

Click.

Only a crisp crackling sound could be heard...... The puppet "Zhang Jin" waved his arms, ahhhhhhh

Pan Litian said: "How about the old man's trick to get drunk?"

Leng Luo disagreed: "There is such a trick in the Dao method of the Pure Ming Dao?"

"Present. Pan Litian said shamelessly.

“......”

Leng Luo dodged and disappeared, like a ghost, heading towards the bottom of the mountain.

"Isn't it a good name for old decay?" Pan Litian jumped and followed.

Leng Luo came to the vicinity of Duanmusheng and the others and said, "Attack the back of their heads." ”

"Elder Leng is really well-informed. ”

Ming Shi flickered because of his figure, complimented, grasped the parting hook, and flashed into those puppets.

Bang bang bang!

Finally......

One by one, the puppets began to fall.

Hua Yuexing, who was standing above the Demon Heaven Pavilion, also began to use the arrow gang to shoot the back of the puppet's head, but the difficulty was a little high, and he had to wait for the moment when they turned their backs to him to grasp the shot.

Occasionally, a golem can also be harvested.

on the rocks.

Lu Zhou sighed, the puppets were all dead people, and they really couldn't get merit points.

I can't help but be a little disgusted with witchcraft.

At this time, Lu Zhou saw the Void Quiet Mage, stepping on the void, and came to the top of the puppets.

Dozens of other disciples followed the volley and stood behind him.

"Amitabha. ”

"Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. ”

Dozens of other disciples spoke at the same time, and in an instant-

A mosquito-like buzz began to be recited.

"Great amplification of the Dharma, Spiegel Terrace. ”

Led by Xujing, with many monks as the center, a huge circular pattern, emitting light, appeared in circles, and then slowly fell.

This trick, Lu Zhou once saw Wu Nian used it on the lotus platform.

Unexpectedly, under the combined use of so many monks, the energy, range, and power became so huge.

As the aperture is laid on the ground, the light fluctuates with the chanting of the monks.

Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded.

Although Jiang Aijian is a good person, sometimes his advice is not bad.

With this combination, the value of monks such as Xujing is obviously many times greater than fighting alone-

You must know that the people fighting below are all the elites of the Demon Heaven Pavilion.

Leng Luo, Pan Litian, Xiao Kite, Duanmusheng, Ming Shiyin, Zhaoyue, Zhu Honggong...... After getting the energy of the Spiegel Terrace again, I suddenly felt alive.

Gang Qi is vertical!

The entire foothills of the mountain are completely occupied by the Dharma Bodies that appear from time to time.

......

In the farthest back corner, a monk could be seen glowing in the air.

Bama frowned slightly: "Buddha Gate?"

Looking at the puppets that kept rushing up, under the strong lineup of the other party, they slowly fell.

His expression became unusually numb, and his fists clenched.

"Old Devil...... I don't believe it, you can't bear to watch them die in a sea of corpses......"

Bama waved her right hand.

A purple circle of light flew to the monk pulling the inky carriage in front of him.

The monk opened his eyes abruptly and looked at the sky with a numb expression.

"Far away...... Go, those are your enemies, unleash your hatred to your heart's content!"

Kong Yuan was obviously dead, but as if he understood, his eyes widened again...... Bang, his body flashed, and he broke away from the range of the witchcraft circle where Bama was, and rushed towards the phalanx of silent monks.

An inky palm print appeared.

"Be careful!" said Kazuki.

Shoot three arrows in a row and rush into the air.

Bang bang bang!

The arrow smashed on the inky palm print and disappeared into the invisible.

When Lu Zhou saw this scene, his brows furrowed slightly.

The eight-leaf puppet is really willing to pay for his blood......

How can witchcraft be such a good thing, the more advanced the puppet controlled, the greater the price that needs to be paid.

Lu Zhou remembered that in the past period of time, there was a withering situation everywhere......

Borrowing from the sky?

Meanwhile.

Recite the seal in silence, and instantly open the golden body of the Bodhisattva!

Airplanes!

Rumble!

The black palm print of the sky and far away collides with the golden body and the knot seal.

The sky is full of staggered gas!

The phalanx of silent monks retreated in the air!

"Steady!

Kongyuan also flew back because of the force of the rebound.

Seeing this scene, Pan was like a flying swallow from the sky, and he was far away from the sky: "Your opponent is an old man!"

Even if his cultivation has not recovered, he is still the same as he used to be...... Eight leaves to eight leaves, it's fair!

There is a wine gourd, and there is no problem in containing the air.

If this continues, sooner or later the vitality will dry up.

Lu Zhou looked at the number of puppets...... Thanks to the hard work of the apprentices, it was reduced by one-third.

After thinking about it, Lu Zhou waved his hand casually: "Xujing, catch it." ”

Xu Jing didn't have time to tell what it was, so he hurriedly caught the thing flying in the air and looked at it: "Rosary?"

"This thing is called the Buddha rosary, which is an empty thing, although it recognizes the Lord, but it is better than nothing. ”

When he heard this, he was overjoyed: "How dare the poor monk be favored by Lord Ji again!"

For Lu Zhou, this thing is really a chicken rib weapon, not only is it useless, but it has to be re-refined to recognize the master.

But for Xujing, it's a treasure that's better than all the best swords...... How could he not be excited?

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