Chu Han's tactics worked, the flying sword burrowed into the ground, shuttling through the hard rock, the flames were extinguished by friction, and the sharp pain in the sea of consciousness of the cultivators was reduced.

It's just that their natal flying swords have all been damaged because of this, and their sea of consciousness has also been traumatized, and if they want to kill the enemy with their swords, their power will definitely be greatly reduced.

Bai Xiaowei's face was grim, and he commanded three purple gold swords to continuously slaughter among the lizard-like monsters.

A lizard-like monster had its knee ligaments punctured, a monster had its spine severed, and another monster had blood sprayed from its eyes...... With this divine weapon, Bai Xiaowei's results achieved by one person were enough to be worth dozens of people, but her condensed face did not relax in any way, and the lizard-like monsters she injured were just a drop in the bucket of the monster army.

"Roar!"

The three-headed monster saw more than a hundred flying swords burrowing into the ground, and quickly left, and couldn't help but be furious, four pairs of huge fleshy wings with armor fanned together, and a gust of wind was born, and the grass and trees that blew bent and the dead leaves flew in all directions, and the three-headed monster rode this evil wind and fiercely slaughtered towards the high platform.

"Group C, flying sword preparation!" Chu Han saw the three-headed monster pounce fiercely, and hurriedly shouted.

In fact, there was no need to wait for his command, and more than a hundred flying swords flew out of the remaining five or six hundred people, and with the sound of unsheathed like a dragon's groan, more than a hundred flying swords rose into the sky and stabbed straight into the chest and abdomen of the three-headed monster.

"Roar!"

The three-headed monster roared again, its roar not angry, but full of sarcasm, and its eyes showed a human look, a look called disdain and contempt.

In its eyes, the more than 100 flying swords seemed to be not blades sharpened like clay, but ridiculously lame toys.

The three hideous huge heads were put together, their jaws pressed down, revealing a hard skull head-on, and the four fleshy wings flapped violently several times, closing and clinging to their backs, it turned into a huge oval copper and yellow metal ball with a sharp cone, spinning and rushing towards the more than a hundred flying swords.

The flying sword, which was extremely sharp, imposing like a rainbow, flashing with all kinds of light, was hit by this huge round ball, like a wild bull rushing into the sorghum field, there was nowhere to stop, even the thickest and heaviest "sorghum stalk" was just a few scales that pierced it, leaving a little blood stain on the stars, and this pain was more like a slightly heavier tickle for it.

The three-headed monster burst into sparks, and it was so arrogant and unreasonable to knock all the flying swords away, and after rushing out of the sword array, its four wings spread out, flapped violently, and rushed down again.

"Not good!"

Chu Han was shocked, if this monster was knocked down, not to mention its fangs and claws, just that huge weight and rapid speed could kill a large number of people.

No one could withstand the impact of a hill, not even him.

Chu Han didn't notice the cold sweat that suddenly welled up on his body, he summoned the flying sword, and the thick heavy sword cut an arc in the air, and hurriedly stabbed the three-headed monster in the back.

But then he was even more frightened.

Chu Han found that under his full control, the flying sword couldn't catch up with the dive speed of the three-headed monster!

"Roar!"

The head and neck of the three-headed monster were separated, the eyes were playful, the middle head opened its mouth, and a bright yellow viscous liquid sprayed out, and the liquid burned in the air, turning into a burst of fire, and the fire rain was no less than the speed of the flying sword, and a large area was covered on everyone's heads.

"Evil obstacle madness!"

Just as the vast number of people were closing their eyes and waiting for death, a loud shout rang out, and a bald-headed monk took off his greasy robe and threw it into the air, while his hands were knotted with fearless seals, and his mouth was chanting loudly.

The robe rose in the face of the storm, and the instant change was like a red cloud, and the red cloud seemed to be surrounded by the bright gold edge of the sun, and the golden line in the middle was so bright that it covered the 200-meter-long and wide high platform.

The rain of fire fell on the robe, scorching with a "zizi" sound, and bursts of green smoke rose up, but it was difficult to burn for a while.

The monk Dharma number Nian Hui, cultivation is extremely good, into the room, not for wealth or for treasure, just want to see how the big demon can be resurrected after a thousand years, in order to get some enlightenment and epiphany, improve cultivation, I didn't expect the big demon Bi Fang did not encounter, but saw such a tragic situation like the coming of the apocalypse.

"Roar!"

The three-headed monster was extremely annoyed, roared, raised its neck, raised its upper body sharply, stretched out two strong hind legs, spread out its four fingers like knife nails, and angrily grabbed at the robe.

The great monk Nianhui saw the black shadow rushing from under his robe, his face was expressionless, like the quiet water of the ancient well, but his hand was moving rapidly, abandoning the fearless seal and changing the demon seal.

If you look closely, you can see a very small "swastika" character flowing in it, and when the speed of flow reaches a certain level, it looks like a golden light blooms.

The four flowing swastikas, the golden edges of the light, suddenly flipped upward, forming a large burden, enveloping the three-headed monster and shrinking rapidly.

The robe is shrunk to a certain extent, and the gold thread on it flows with the word "swastika".

The three-headed monster howled miserably, and the golden thread turned into a blade, cutting through the scale armor of the three-headed monster, penetrating deep into the flesh, and the hot knife scorched, burning out bursts of fishy green smoke.

Its fire burned on the robe, and the gold thread on the robe cut into its body at a hot temperature.

Cause and effect, in the eyes of Buddhists, is such retribution and unhappiness.

"Whew......"

The three-headed monster struggled frantically in the wrapping of the robe, its powerful legs kicking violently, its three large mouths torn desperately under the tug of its thick neck, and its four wings sliced like machetes.

The Great Monk Huinian's face suddenly turned pale, and he snorted, and a trace of scarlet blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The struggle of the three-headed monster made him a little injured, and other people's natal magic weapons are flying swords, hammers, knives and guns, etc., but his real name magic weapon is a robe, the robe was seriously damaged under the monster's crazy kicking, the internal structure was seriously damaged, and his sea of consciousness was also severely damaged.

He endured the churning in the sea of consciousness, the incantation was pronounced more urgently, the demon seal was pinched tighter, and the robe was tightened even faster, only when the robe continued to tighten, could the monster be entangled, make it difficult to struggle, and make the robe suffer the least damage.

The robe tightened, the three-headed monster's struggle became weaker and weaker, but its howl became more and more miserable.

The lizard-like monsters were attacking like a tide, which made most people not have much energy to observe the movement in their heads, but they knew that there would be results soon, and they were ready to cheer, and their morale skyrocketed for a while.

"Roar!"

However, at this moment, two other three-headed monsters in the distance flew to arrive.

They glanced coldly at the crowd, one of them throwing a large rain of fire on his head, and the other biting on his robe and tearing it violently.

"Poof!"

The great monk of Huinian spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale, his expression was abrupt, and the middle of his sealed hands seemed to explode like a firecracker, the sound exploded, and his hands trembled.

"Evil Barrier!"

The great monk Vajra of Hui Nian glared angrily, took off one hundred and eight prayer beads and wrapped them around his wrist, re-sealed, and re-read the scriptures, and a burst of breath burst out on his body, breaking through his upper body monk's robe, revealing his hard and strong muscles.

The robe suddenly loosened, let go of the cutting and wrapping of the three-headed monster, spread it out again, engulfed the fire rain, and rolled it back again, actually enveloping all the three-headed monsters in it.

"Nam no Drink Na Na Dora Yeya, Nam no Arya Bharukati, ......Shimmer Bowl Na Ye Bodhisattva Buddha

The scriptures of the "Vajra Demon Sutra" are sung, loud and vast, such as the Yangtze River flowing turbulently, his body is rapidly thin, and the hard and knotted muscles are quickly shriveled.

When he used his robe to entangle a three-headed monster, he was already overwhelmed, and he was completely supported by that deep Buddha nature, and now even under the premise of using the secret method, it was impossible to subdue three at the same time.

"Thorn la la!"

There was a tearing sound of brocade silk in the sky, and the claws of a three-headed monster tore open its robe and stretched out. The strong hind limbs tugged at the corner of the crack again, pulling desperately, and the robe was constantly cracking.

Another robe burst open, and a hideous head poked out, its fangs continuing to tear at it, flailing wildly with hatred, the crack wider, and its other head trying to squeeze out.

Two strands of bitter bright red flowed from under the closed eyes of the great monk Huinian, and his already thin body kept trembling, but there was no expression on his thin cheeks from beginning to end.

But the next moment, pain suddenly appeared on the face of the great monk Huinian, the color of pain flashed, he opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were red with blood, his hands swept like the wind, and there was a "crackling" sound when his knuckles were clasped and stretched.

"The Buddha said: If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

The great monk of Hui Nian shouted loudly, and one hundred and eight prayer beads wrapped around his wrist burst out, and at the same time, the torn robe in the sky also suddenly exploded!

The robe was shattered, but the golden light was not extinguished.

The gold threads on those robes twisted quickly as if they had come to life, and then fused into a three-foot-long Buddhist knife.

The three-foot Buddha knife is extremely small compared to the three-headed monster with a tail of nearly twenty meters, but it is this small Buddha knife that makes the scales of the three monsters stand up and fly away.

"Whoosh!"

The Buddha knife pursued the first three-headed monster, such as a hot knife cutting snow, easily cutting off the head of a monster, the Buddha knife light dimmed, but castration, under the frightened gaze of the monster, as if begging for mercy in the wail, the other two heads were all cut off one after another.

At this time, the Buddha knife had been dimmed to the extreme, and the great monk Huinian also smiled bitterly, but he still chanted the Buddha name, stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and the Buddha knife flew out immediately, chasing another three-headed monster......