Abandon?

These two words immediately caused tons of damage to the disciples of the Zen Temple.

Like beggars, everyone looked up at the cabin, hoping that it would miraculously reopen for everyone.

However, the cabin was as dead silent as if it were a waveless water.

And the square inch array of the north wind is like the last straw that bends the hump, and when he poured his strength towards the disciples of the Zen Temple, everyone's faces showed a look of despair.

They still have the strength to fight, but the reality of being abandoned has destroyed their hearts and fallen apart.

Puff puff!

Like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, the north wind wreaks havoc in it, killing it with pleasure.

"Damn it!"

Compassion looked at this scene, his eyes were split, and his voice shouted, "Cheer me up, recite the Dharma, and stabilize my mind...... Ahh

Before he could finish speaking, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky and smashed heavily on his forehead, smashing him dizzy and almost fainting.

The tyrant shook six thousand catties back, and said with disdain: "There is still room to take care of others, take care of yourself first!"

“……”

Compassion has a resentful face, but the tyrant's combat power is fierce, even if he has a profound Dharma, he is also restrained by the tyrant, so he can only be patient and fight the tyrant back first.

After forcibly calming his mind, a coldness suddenly swept through his compassionate eyes.

The tyrant only felt a sudden increase in pressure on his body.

It seems that there are dozens of huge palm winds, which are overlapping and toppling down, to overwhelm people.

"Oh?"

On the deck of the sword boat, Xu Su saw this scene, and couldn't help but take a few more glances with interest, "It's a thousand Buddha hands of the Zen Temple, I have heard the master say that this exercise is extremely powerful, and when it is the most terrifying, it can even transform a thousand Buddhist handprints, overwhelming the world, oppression and death, but looking at the cultivation of compassion, there are only more than a hundred at most, but he is urged by true qi, and in terms of power, it should not be too weak." ”

As Xu Su thought about it, the Buddhist handprints on the tyrant's head were already dozens.

Boom Boom!

The golden light skyrocketed.

At the foot of the sword boat, those disciples of the Zen Temple heard the movement and looked over in unison.

The morale that had been worn out came back in an instant.

"It's Master's Thousand Buddha Hands!"

"As long as Master subdues the Hell Dao, he will definitely come to save us. ”

"Hold on a little longer, and Master will help us out. ”

Everyone regained their spirits and began to recite Buddhist scriptures as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and for a while, they were no longer fighting in a disorderly manner, and the crazy killing of the north wind had to slow down.

Of course, Compassion's sudden desperate fight also diverted Beifeng's attention.

Beifeng looked at it with a solemn expression, and kicked in his heart: "Tyrant, this kid is steady, he won't get rid of it." ”

The dazzling golden handprints are still bombarding continuously, and the tyrant at this time has been completely covered by the handprints, and he can't see his figure clearly, even the six thousand catties of the murderous roaring are covered by the golden handprints layer by layer, and they can't show a bit of edge.

"Amitabha"

Compassion suddenly folded his hands and said a Buddha name, "May my Buddha be able to cross you." ”

The last thirty large mudras bombarded it mightily.

Buried alive!

Xu Su's eyes lit up slightly, and he said with a smile: "It is worthy of being the same force as the Jade Rui Palace among the five major ones, just a second-rate monk can play such a huge thousand Buddha hands, if you ask those masters in the inner courtyard of the Zen Temple, I am afraid that they can easily control this battle." ”

After speaking, he cast his eyes in other directions, the tyrant was dead, and the next thing was the scene of mercy to save the disciples, so he naturally had no interest in watching it again.

In Xu Su's eyes, the few Tianjiao led by the Hungry Ghost Dao, as well as the few girls around Tang Xie who had awakened their bloodlines, were the ones who really attracted his attention.

But at this moment, there was a sudden movement in the hill where the handprints were stacked.

Bang.

It's like a muffled sound before a rainstorm.

Xu Sugang's gaze was about to move away, and it froze for a moment.

Dead eyes on the direction of the tyrant.

"What?"

Compassion's face changed suddenly, and he looked at this scene coldly.

I saw that the hill first trembled, then shook slightly, and then the shaking became more and more intense, as if something was about to emerge from it.

The disciples of the Ask Zen Temple, who were happy and had not yet breathed, were all dumbfounded.

"No, it won't, right?"

Everyone looked at each other in horror.

It seems that the endurance of the bergamot hill has reached its limit.

Rumble!

A thunderous explosion spread throughout the audience.

All the Buddha's hands dissipated into nothingness, and at the junction of sights, a snapping turtle giant beast with golden light rose majestically.

"That's ......"

Compassion's heart was cold, and he spit out two words in disbelief, "Bloodline?"

At the same time, the north wind let out a long breath.

scolded angrily: "I thought your kid was going to die inside, sister, scared to death." ”

"Hehe, let Big Brother Beifeng worry. ”

The tyrant's voice came from the golden snapping turtle, and everyone saw that it was not a real spirit beast, but a virtual snapping turtle that appeared in the form of blood, but even so, the snapping turtle was also composed of the power of blood, and the defense was extremely thick, which could be called invincible.

The bombardment of hundreds of Buddhist handprints could not take the life of the tyrant, which is enough to show the strength of this bloodline.

Immediately, the tyrant grinned at mercy: "I live freely, instead of working your Buddha to cross me, why don't you go and hope to see, will your Buddha save you?"

Compassion: "......"

He wanted to say a few more cruel words, but urging the Thousand Buddha Hands had already exhausted him, and he really didn't have the strength to play tricks with the tyrant.

Besides, if you are playing tricks, it doesn't depend on whose cultivation is stronger?!

"Fortunately, the boss gave me this snapping turtle golden vein, otherwise I might have hung here with that handprint just now. ”

The tyrant muttered to himself, and then, he took back the shape-shifting snapping turtle, and turned six thousand catties in the palm of his hand, as if there were tens of millions of forces born out of thin air, and then, through an empty explosion, rolling thunder, and poked straight towards the heart of compassion.

This blow actually gave compassion a feeling that it was inevitable.

Burst!

The tip of the spear entered the body, dyeing the robe of mercy a dazzling red.

"Yes, it's really angry!"

Before he died, Compassion finally understood why he couldn't dodge the shot.

The tyrant not only has blood, but also has a huge reserve of true qi!

And the true qi of compassion has been exhausted as early as when the Thousand Buddha's hands are urged.

"Looks like you've run out of options. ”

The tyrant raised his head and smiled disdainfully, "However, it was quite surprising to me that you asked the people of the Zen Temple to be able to use True Qi. ”

Burst!

These words directly led to mercy and vomited three liters of blood.

What do you mean, ask the Zen temple is not qualified to have true qi!?