The two gods and monks of Ciyun Temple struck together, coupled with the power of the magic weapon, the power condensed was so great that it not only beat the Dharma body of the Lotus Holy Maiden into the suspended palace below, but also overwhelmed the suspended palace, crumbling and disintegrating in the air, following a downpour, but the raindrops turned into countless rubble. The people below the prison city will inevitably suffer another stone rain. But this has already been a mess underneath, and who cares about the things above their heads.

Zhou Qing's figure was originally on the lotus seat of the main hall, but as soon as the suspended palace was scattered, the ground cracked, and the lotus seat was also broken into countless pieces, and Zhou Qing's body sank downward, falling down with the surrounding rubble. The black qi above his head had been absorbed by him, and when his body fell, he finally moved his eyebrows and slowly opened his eyes.

A cold light shot out from under the eyes that had not yet been fully opened

A huge aura spread out along Zhou Qing's body, and the gravel that fell beside him was swept up by this breath, and stood in the air at the same time as his figure. Next to it was the rain of gravel and dust, and Zhou Qing and his surrounding several zhang Fang Yuan became a world different from this heaven and earth.

The huge body of the Lotus Holy Maiden was pressed by the two monks of Ciyun Temple, and under the golden light, she broke through countless flying dust and rubble, and continued to fall. Although the Lotus Holy Maiden was covered by the Master of Repentance with a magic weapon, she was not injured, but she was unable to fight back for a while. The heavy treasures handed down by Tsz Yun Temple are ordinary treasures, this is the Lotus Holy Maiden, and if you change to the rest of the people, even the Dharma King, you will be directly crushed to serious injuries or even death. The original incarnation of the Buddha was injured by the abbot of the token who also performed this trick, and it was still performed by the token master alone, not the current cooperation between the master of confession and another senior monk of Ciyun Temple.

Zhou Qing watched the Lotus Holy Maiden's Dharma Body fall in front of him, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he gently raised his fists and clenched them, and his body immediately made a burst of explosions like popping beans, and there was a sound on the palms of his two hands, and a wave of energy spread outward along his fists, and the gravel suspended around his body was shocked by this strength and immediately shattered.

The Repentant Master stepped on the purple gold bowl, and another old monk of Ciyun Temple stood on the shoulders of the Repentant Master, about to pass in front of Zhou Qing, at this moment, Zhou Qing's body suddenly rushed forward, held the hilt of the sword with his backhand, and pulled it out!

A snow-bright sword light slashed towards the old monk of Ciyun Temple. Any rubble that stood in front of Zhou Qing and under the sword light was as vulnerable as dust. The mana of the old monk's whole body was transmitted to the body of the confessed master, and he didn't expect that a figure would suddenly rush out of the falling rubble around him, and directly slash at the top of his head with a sword. Looking at the sharpness of the sword light, I was afraid that I would split him and the repentant master at his feet in half. There was only one magic weapon net bottle in his hand, and he hurriedly sacrificed it on the top of his head, and at the same time raised his hand to pat the bottom of the bottle, and the light in the net bottle flashed, shooting out a black light.

Zhou Qing's sword is called Cutting Thorns, in fact, it is also one of the Kunlun Divine Sword, similar to the Rainbow and Songwen, it was originally a floating dust sword, and it was taken away by him after killing the floating dust for his own use, so under Zhou Qing's full strength, the sharpness of the sword light, although it is not as sharp as Zi Yingqingsuo, but it is not worse than Fang Zhong's blood refining sword. The black light wanted to block in front of Zhou Qing's sword light, but only a crisp sound was heard, and the sword light only paused slightly, and the black light was split in half, and the light disappeared, revealing two black gold round pills on the left and right sides. The pill is densely covered with scriptures, and it should also be a treasure of Buddhism, but unfortunately it has been destroyed by Zhou Qing's sword light. Zhou Qing's sword light continued to slash forward, first slashing at the net bottle. The net bottle was vulnerable, and it was shattered into countless pieces of glittering fragments under the sword light, just like a piece of crystal clear jade was smashed on the ground.

It was too late for that Ciyun Temple monk to hide at the moment, and even if he could dodge, the repentant master below would inevitably become Zhou Qing's soul under the sword. With a flash of blood, Zhou Qing's slashing sword slashed through the top of the old monk of Ciyun Temple and into his chest. The old monk didn't even have time to scream, and he was broken by Zhou Qing. The golden light of the flesh disappeared, and it quickly shrank into a wizened old monk. Zhou Qing didn't stop, but stretched out his palm, grabbed it hard, and pulled out a bloody soul from the body that had been split in half by the sword light, and sneered: "In my hands, you won't even have the chance to be reincarnated!" The black qi in his hand rolled out, only to hear the old monk let out a miserable scream, and then the body of the divine soul was pinched and dispersed by Zhou Qing, turning into a golden aura and dissipating.

The Repentant Master was overwhelmed with grief and said, "Senior brother! In addition to stepping on the purple gold bowl under his feet, he also carried a Zen staff in his hand, and the wheel Zen staff hit Zhou Qing. Zhou Qing's sword light pressed down, cutting the remaining body of the old monk of Ciyun Temple in half, and slashed at the Zen staff of the confessed master with a sword. The Zen staff of the master of repentance is much thicker than the sword of cutting thorns, and the master of repentance became very early, and is one of the four famous monks of Ciyun Temple.

The face of the repentant master turned red, his eyebrows and beard fluttered in the strong wind, and he wanted to urge the purple gold bowl to suppress the Lotus Holy Maiden, and he had to resist Zhou Qing, who was already unbeatable and powerful, where could he still hold on.

The frost in Zhou Qing's eyes reappeared, a ghost aura flashed beside him, and a woman's figure had emerged, it was his ghost Ma Tilian, but although Zhou Qing's cultivation was powerful and terrifying, this ghost had not improved much, and he was still delirious and had not yet stepped into the ghost body. As soon as this demon appeared, his face was hideous, he raised his hands, and rushed towards the master of repentance, seeing that it meant to suck the master of repentance empty.

Seeing that the servant ghost was about to entangle in front of the repentant master, a cyan sword light shot out quickly, and before it reached Zhou Qing's face, there was already an awe-inspiring sword qi rushing towards his face, which made Zhou Qing's heart of vigilance. Zhou Qing turned his head in astonishment, only to see two sword lights, one blue and one purple, coming from the left and right of the repentant master, but the cyan sword light was one step faster, and when the serving ghost was about to touch the body of the repentant master, it passed in front of the serving ghost. The servant immediately let out a terrible scream, and one of her arms had been silently severed by the cyan sword light. The severed arm quickly turned into a black ghost qi and dissipated, and the arm of the servant ghost shook and condensed a hand.

Zhou Qing shouted: "What person? But he heard someone above his head: "It's me." As the words fell, countless sword lights also shot down, trapping Zhou Qing's figure in the sword shadow.