The shadow dancer's face was dark, and there was a faint glint of despair in his eyes.

He had never felt so powerless for a moment.

The monk in front of him ...... Who is it?

Listening to what he just said, if I beg for mercy, will I be able to escape with my life?

But this is too embarrassing, how to gain a foothold in the future?

The Shadow Dancer's thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

The big handprint with the Buddha's light slashed directly at his face, destroying his skull, as well as his brain and sea of consciousness inside.

A handful of bones and blood fragmented mist, carrying the fishy white brain, sprinkled Qingyun Peak one after another.

The next moment, the purple fireball and the other four attacks landed all over the body of Monk Huiwu!

Huiwu only had time to pinch out half of the immovable seal and half of the golden cicada seal, and was drowned in the surging wave of abilities!

All kinds of energy rays were intertwined in one place, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the powerful ability fluctuations that erupted set off a hurricane, rushing down the ridge of Qingyun Dao Mountain towards the plain below, breaking the pine wood for an unknown number of centuries.

After the light of the ability dissipated, a blackened figure fell, and his face was no longer real, but the eyes faintly glowing with golden light were still bright, and his short figure was still standing straight, like a giant pine standing proudly in the wind and rain!

Kilo had already dissolved the force on his body, took two steps forward, and grabbed the long sword that was still hanging in the air and humming, and his body turned into a bright silver lightning bolt again, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the scorched black vest of Monk Huiwu!

Huiwu turned around suddenly, and the immovable seal in his hand turned into the Ming King Seal, and hit the tip of the sword stabbed by Kilo!

The bright silver sword rushed forward, collided with the golden Buddha light head-on, and in an instant, a bang exploded, and the long sword trembled under the action of the two phases, as if it could not bear its weight, and it was about to explode in the next moment.

This is the purest energy struggle, there is no room for tricks, it is completely up to the two of them whose realm is deeper and more focused on cultivation in the past. It is also the most dangerous, if you are not careful, you will end up with the consequences of being rushed into the meridians by hostile energy and dying of explosions.

If it were placed on weekdays, the Wisdom Monk who had cultivated the Golden Cicada Immortal Body to the sixth turn was not something that Kilo could cope with at all, and this pure energy battle, Kilo would be defeated or even die in a moment.

But now it's not alone, and there are seven rival people with extreme artistic conception who want Huiwu's life!

They saw that Kilo was entangled with Monk Huiwu, where was there any reason not to make a move, the figures in the field flashed, magic flew, and weapons stabbed at Monk Huiwu mercilessly with the cold light of Sensen!

The most vicious and vicious is Huilin.

I saw this old monk standing in place, his body did not move, but his arm was like a noodle, stretched extremely long, spanning a distance of several zhang, and pulled it out to Huiwu's heart!

It's the palm of his heart that he always uses to kill!

Monk Huiwu's eyes flashed, and the other free hand did not make any defensive moves, but instead formed a Buddhist Dizo King Seal!

Suddenly, a steady stream of golden Buddha light rose from under the feet of Monk Huiwu, merging into his four tendons and hundreds of bones, making the Buddha light in his body flourish, instantly overwhelming Kilo's energy, and crushing the long sword towards Kilo!

Kilo groaned, and sat backwards along with the long sword in his hand, and a flush already uncontrollably appeared on his face, which was obviously the qi and blood in his body

Teng, who was beaten by the monk Huiwu and had internal injuries!

Monk Huiwu didn't stop at all, his body spun, ignoring the many attacks around him, the Jizo King Seal was still in his hand, and the palm that got rid of the Kilo long sword slapped towards Hui Lin's heart like wind and thunder!

Hui Lin was shocked, and hurriedly took his palm, but it was too late, and he was choked by Monk Huiwu!

At the moment of the hand-to-hand, the four eyes touched, one was frightened and fierce, the other was calm and peaceful, and the Dharma and state of mind of both sides were judged at this moment!

Monk Huiwu has a string of black and heavy Buddha beads hanging on his wrist, and he can't see the material, but at this time, there is a faint and pure golden light radiating from it!

Eight Buddha beads flew up, along the arms of the two, from the wrist of Monk Huiwu to the wrist of Huilin, and the eight beads were connected and coiled firmly on it!

Hui Lin's complexion changed greatly, and he felt the supreme true meaning of Buddhism exuded by the string of Buddhist beads of Monk Huiwu, which was the nemesis of his Buddha blasphemer!

If he hesitates a little, the source will be damaged, or he will die on the spot!

Hui Lin didn't dare to think about it, and pointed like a knife, resolutely slashing at his shoulder!

Poof!

Blood burst out, arms hit the ground, and thousands of dust flew into the air.

The next moment, the golden Buddha flame was quietly ignited from the Buddha beads, calm and solemn, without the impatience of an ordinary flame, but in an instant, it burned all over Huilin's broken arm, and there was a faint sound of Sanskrit singing from the void, which made Huilin's heart feel cold.

He knew that this broken arm could not be continued in this life.

Monk Huiwu made a move, and the eight Buddha beads flew back to his wrist, and then he put his hands together, and there was no more movement, all as if the rest of the attacks were air.

"Amitabha, you evil demon has a vicious mind, and you want to take my heart and kill my soul. It's a pity, even if you dig out my heart, you can't succeed, how can the word immortal of the golden cicada be so easy to break?"

As soon as he said this, the rest of the attacks fell on Monk Huiwu, but it didn't make his voice shaken for a while, and it was still as smooth and quiet as lecturing in the glazed realm in the past.

A war spear stabbed Monk Huiwu in the lower abdomen, and the tip of the spear burst out with a dazzling spark, and then the sharp edge tore open Monk Huiwu's belly with difficulty, piercing into a depth of feet, and pale golden blood gurgled out of the wound.

A purple fire lion leaped forward, opened its mouth, and swallowed the whole person of Monk Huiwu into its belly. The robe turned to ashes, the flesh was scorched, the blood was dried up, and the bones were yellow, but they could not be completely erased.

A pale cyan flying arrow accurately hit the center of Monk Huiwu's eyebrows, rubbing against the hard skull and making a tooth-aching scream, difficult to penetrate the flesh inch deep!

There were a total of six attacks that fell on Huiwu mercilessly, leaving shocking injuries, but not a single shot could pierce it, not a single knife could cut it off, and not a single arrow could penetrate it.

The wounds were fatal, but no more blood flowed.

Monk Huiwu is still not dead.

He looked at the extreme artistic conception hunter who was shooting arrows with a pair of clear eyes that had not dissipated, the corners of his scorched mouth were pulled, and a piece of crumb fell off, as if he was laughing!

"The strength is good, I see the boredom of this war in your heart, and I hear the unwilling whisper of this arrow. Go home, hell does not accept the innocent. ”

Before the words fell, a figure came out of the air behind Monk Huiwu, and the short knife in his hand slashed at the back of Monk Huiwu's head!

This is another shadow dancer!

Scold!

The blade penetrated into the bone, and it was actually split in pair, revealing the burnt brain marrow inside, which was extremely terrifying!

Monk Huiwu's eyes dimmed, his body shook twice, and he planted himself on the ground, without a sound.

He's dead......

Seeing this, Kilo didn't care about the internal injuries in his body, which were still not optimistic, and got up from the ground with difficulty. There was no joy on his face, but he became more and more nervous.

He ...... If he lives again, he will be even more powerful than he is now...... When the time comes...... What to do?"

Kilo asked with a shudder.

Hui Lin covered the new injury on his shoulder, frowned and scolded: "What are you panicking, we can kill him once, we can kill him twice, this Nine Turns Golden Cicada has died seven times now, if we kill it twice, he will really die!"

"But...... According to the previous trend, if he lives again this time, he will be of the highest quality, and our strength will be damaged, how can we kill him?" Kilo asked again.

"I have a backhand, I'm going to kill him here!" Hui Lin snorted.

At this time, where is the bottom of Huilin's heart? But he can't show half a moment of hesitation, otherwise this improvised patchwork team will collapse and scatter in an instant!

"Amitabha, the golden cicada is immortal, the nine turns of reincarnation, the karma of cause and effect disappears, and the soul returns to the western heavens. ”

A long sigh resounded through the world.

"Here we are...... Sure enough, it's here again!" Kilo shuddered with fright and almost jumped.

Every time the Huiwu monk comes back from the dead, such a sentence will sound in the heavens and the earth, and for the people of the Battle Empire, this Buddha sentence has become a deathknell-like disgusting sound.

As this Buddha voice echoed between the heavens and the earth, the Qingyun Peak under everyone's feet suddenly shook slightly, and in the distance they could see, the mountain suddenly bulged, and the columnar earth and stone creeped and twisted and gradually took on a human form.

A touch of pure golden Buddha light slowly bloomed from this piece of earth and stone!

Just under the incredulous gaze of everyone, a head and neck, seven orifices, and black monk's robes appeared on this piece of earth and stone. Then the color turned to moon white, and the texture of human skin became clearer in the blink of an eye.

It's a ...... A six-year-old monk with a handsome face!

Immediately afterwards, a momentum completely different from his age surged, like a majestic peak falling from the sky, pressing on everyone who was looking at him from afar!

Hui Lin's heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, and he roared in his heart that this was impossible, and he unconsciously took half a step back.

This six-year-old Huiwu monk, the momentum on his body is not extremely high-quality......

It can be reached the level of the most holy realm!

Everyone felt that a bucket of cold water was splashed on their heads, and their hands and feet were stiff, and they didn't know what to do.

Between the top grade of the extreme artistic conception and the lower grade of the Holy Realm, there is only a layer of separation, but the combat power is very different!

It is not impossible for these people to strangle a monk of the highest artistic conception, but besieging a saint?

It's pure death!

Monk Huiwu clasped a pair of immature little hands in front of his chest, and said in a milky voice: "Amitabha, the donors are leaving, let's leave now." The little monk will not embarrass you. ”

The hunter with the bow had been bowing his head and silent since he heard Huiwu's words before he died, and when he heard these words again, he did not hesitate any longer, but walked away without saying a word.