The nun of the Sky Buddha Altar made a move, and with a wave of her hand, it was the Golden Thunder of the Buddha Gate, and the monk himself could hide from it, and the cart behind him could not withstand such a blow.

The big cart formed a formation, and it was not a problem to resist the golden thunder, the problem was that the enemy could not be this one female nun, and the strong man did not make a move in the distance, but the five cars in the front, under the hard resistance, the casualties of the soldiers and the injuries of the monks were inevitable.

The monk avoided it as soon as he could, and he was already planning to give up the person behind him and take down the nun as well.

It's just that he bumped into the nun's flying cloak, plunged headlong into the darkness, and lost his way, and the nun's hand pinched a seal and slapped it behind him. If she was to be hit, the Infant Realm Monk would have died an indefatigable and worthless death.

Powerful monks usually also have strong equipment, and if the equipment is well played, it is possible to decide the winner with one move.

The infant realm monk crashed into the cloak, and for a moment he was in a state of chaos, leaving him at a loss. This time is the time when the seal in the hands of the nun is formed, and the seal is completed, and everything is late. By the time he regained his form, he had already been beaten to pulp.

Vajra hammer seal, the hand of the nun conjure, conjured up a Buddhist Lotus Huajin hammer.

The Lianhua Golden Hammer emitted ten thousand golden lights, and everyone felt that their eyes were dark, and it was impossible to rescue.

Rumble!

The golden hammer hit the cloak, the cloak was torn apart, and the nun felt cold in her heart, and the target was gone!

Ye Ting had already released the Taixu Divine Mirror and let Ye Qinglian control it, how could he let this infant realm monk suffer a plot to die casually, before he reached the Houtu Sect, he lost his troops like this, and he didn't have to do anything after that.

The monk was calculated by the nun at the beginning, and he was already out of control, but unfortunately the nun's cloak was too targeted. It was as if it were a trap tailor-made for the monk.

The nun missed, her body swung to the side, and the new seal on her hand did not take shape, because a sword light lit up, and one of her fingers was forcibly cut off.

The fingers disappeared, and the nun felt a sharp pain in her heart. Opened his palm, slapped it on the ground, and the whole person bowed down, like a beast that wanted to choose people to devour.

The King Kong Six Wheel Seal Method is a more common method of battle in Buddhism, powerful and fierce, and she is a master in it, this time she didn't expect to be found by the enemy to find an opportunity and directly destroy a finger.

Although it is not the tactics of war that are completely destroyed. But if you want to repair it back, it will take a lot of time.

On this battlefield, there is no hope.

The nun's hand touched the ground, and the ground around her body fluctuated like the surface of the sea. Her body leaped to her feet with the help of the waves, and the broken cloak closed on her body, turning into a robe, and suddenly a strong wind rose. Swept away towards the convoy.

Ye Ting didn't have any perception in the Yin Yang Divine Mirror, Ye Qinglian was her incarnation. Ye Qinglian's battle, he was as if he was there. The nun was strong and quick to adapt, completely different from the monks she had met before, as if she was born to be a warrior rather than a Buddhist scripture transmitter.

The Buddha cultivators at the Sky Buddha Altar are all so strong. Lu Yi is really dangerous.

The nun turned into a cloud of dust in the fierce wind, and suddenly covered it, and after she had one of her fingers broken, she pounced fiercely, and the speed was too fierce. Closely following the thirty-six golden thunderbolts she had released earlier.

Her target was the five Jiedan monks next to the five carts, as well as twenty soldiers.

Cut off my finger and make amends with my life!

"I'll come. Bai Siyi pounced directly from the carriage at this time, the speed was not very fast, but if the nun really killed the monk next to the cart, he would be able to reach the moment he released the attack.

Any spell, tactics, and attacks will have a little loophole or weak time after the attack, if not, it is a double crushing of the realm and strength, and it can't be beaten no matter how you fight.

And he also knew that the monks who disappeared were sent away by Ye Ting's means. Ye Ting had a way to send the monk to hide, and there was also a way to make the monk reappear.

After the nun attacks, and then cooperate with her companions, the two infant realms should be able to take down the opponent.

Rumble!

The nun's body condensed from the flying sand state, turned into a huge Buddha statue eighteen zhang high, and smashed it into the air. Bai Siyi's heart ached, now those Jiedan monks were not hit hard, but were going to die!

Five carts, five monks of the Jiedan, emitted five-colored brilliance on the ground, and a phantom towered on the cart, but it was a four-sided spire. The eaves of the minaret are hung with golden bells, which, although only illusionary, make a pleasant tinkling sound.

The Buddha statue is solid, the tower shadow is illusory, this time it is like a mantis arm as a car, seeing that the five monks are about to die under this Dharma, Ye Qinglian's figure swept past Bai Siyi and appeared in front of the Buddha statue, with a sword in his hand.

The three-foot green edge flashed and disappeared.

The eighteen-zhang tall Buddha statue was cut off by this sword from the middle, Ye Qinglian threw away the long sword, turned around and returned to the white armor cart.

The figure of the nun fell from a high altitude, one palm was dripping with blood, and a wound was cut horizontally.

The wound was like a fired porcelain, shining brightly and could not heal at all.

The bleeding area is the back of the palm, and I don't know how many pores are oozing blood, and I can't stop. What was terrible was that powerful sword intent, penetrating inch by inch into the body.

She raised her head, looked at Ye Qinglian's carriage from a distance, and asked, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"Broken Mountain Sword Flow. ”

"Haven't heard of it. ”

"It's just a small sect, it's not worth mentioning. ”

"Little Sect ......" Nun bit her lip, she can fight again, but if she persists a little longer, even if she doesn't die, the realm will fall, and the gains outweigh the losses.

If this sword intent is not expelled, it will be quite troublesome.

Thinking of this, the nun got up, put on her robe, turned into a black cloak, and then her body disappeared into the shadows, as if it had never existed.

Bai Siyi's figure stopped there, the battle was over, and he didn't even have a chance to make a move.

The strong men who were watching from a distance all retreated one after another, and did not come up to attack. Bai Siyi was very ashamed, and his eyes fell on the ground in front of him, where there was a corner of the garment, and the golden silk thread was embroidered with a fine pattern, which was part of the robe on the nun's body.

If you move forward, I'm afraid you'll have to be hit, right?

On his sideburns, sweat slipped down and hit the ground. I don't know when, the snow on the ground has long since dissolved, and then it has frozen into ice, and the sweat hits it, turning into circles, and freezing in the blink of an eye.

The gap between herself and Ye Qinglian was so big, she was like a Void Realm monk who needed to look up, and she couldn't touch it at all.

"Ye Daoyou......" found that his son was inappropriate, and Bai Jia called Ye Qinglian softly.

"It's okay, if he can't get through it, he is not worthy of being your son, nor is he worthy of being the leader of the Houtu Sect. Ye Qinglian's expression returned to coldness, and the white master of ceremonies rushed out, purely to show in front of herself. What if I hit it inappropriately?

Bai Jia didn't know what to say, he knew that he couldn't control Ye Qinglian, and he didn't want to ruin this cooperation. The monk's blood and family relationship is not weak, and he will not tear his face with the other party for the sake of his son.

Because such a thing as a catastrophe can happen to monks at any time. If you turn your face for this, is there anyone in this world who can cooperate?

"Master of ceremonies, don't delay the trip, the sect is waiting for the materials to arrive. Bai Jia's voice was low, and he let it out, wanting to wake up his son, but Bai Siyi had already fallen into the catastrophe and was in a fantasy at this time.

"If he can survive an hour, I will save him. Ye Ting's voice fell into Bai Jia's ears, and Bai Jia breathed a sigh of relief, although his son's qualifications are not the best, but since he was a child, his cultivation has been quite hard. It is precisely because the previous foundation was solid and all of them were focused on the polishing of the realm, that there were some problems with his tactics.

But to deal with this kind of calamity, Bai Siyi will be able to support much more time than his peers.

The convoy moved forward, and the monk who was hidden in the Taixu Divine Mirror was released, and after he entered, he was suppressed by the Ten Heavenly Gods, and he was in a coma in an instant, and he didn't have any perception, so he didn't know the secrets in the Taixu Divine Mirror.

Not only that, Ye Ting also used the latest means to temporarily set up a small space for him, a few points smaller than a coffin, like a minimal star nest world.

Even if a Void Monk came to examine his soul, he didn't know what it was. Because after it is released, the hiding space returns to chaos, completely breaking the previous cause and effect.

The monk was even more ashamed, he felt that he had done nothing wrong, but he had almost died at the hands of the enemy.

According to normal calculations, that Nuni was one or two small realms stronger than him, and he himself relied on the car formation to completely withstand the opponent's attack.

The nun's lotus blossom golden hammer was close to him through the cloak, and he couldn't see the appearance of the golden hammer, he could only feel that death was coming, and there was no way to avoid it.

The convoy moved forward, protecting Bai Siyi in the center, even if the nun went and returned this time, her combat strength would not be damaged, and she would not threaten the entire convoy. Bai Jia called the monk in a trance to the car and whispered something to the monk.

Ye Qinglian simply didn't listen, but saw that the frustration on the monk's face quickly disappeared, and felt that Bai Jia still had some strengths. It's just not known why he didn't persuade his son like this.

In less than an hour, Bai Siyi suddenly snorted, two streaks of blood came out of his nose, and his body shook and forcibly escaped from the illusion.

"It's not bad, you can persist in this way, no matter how bad your qualifications are, if you have the opportunity, you can have a great consummation of the infant realm. Ye Qinglian praised it, and Bai Jia was also happy in his heart.

The son was injured, but there were faint signs of a breakthrough in the realm, and without anyone's help, he survived the tribulation by himself. His son was not the best monk, but he made him proud.

"Let's go!" Bai Jia gave an order, Bai Siyi returned to the car, saluted Ye Qinglian, sat down silently, and breathed and recuperated. (To be continued......)