[Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. "Brother!" Yuan Wenyao clenched his lips and shouted. When Chen Junjie turned her head to look over, she sang loudly, "You are like a fire in that winter, the raging flame warms my heart......"

"Come on. I'm still a piece of ice in your summer! Songs older than me, you dare to sing. ”

Chen Junjie replied angrily. In fact, he also understood that Yuan Wenyao was reminding and asking him if he was going to lead the Burning World Tribulation Fire to fight. And his reply was to secretly tell her that he would not use the Burning World Fire to fight the enemy.

If not, Yuan Wenyao would definitely take Wang Fangsheng and Wan Mi'er to hide far away.

The Burning World Tribulation Fire that he learned from Dan Tong was too lethal, and Chen Junjie didn't plan to use it. And he couldn't control the fire well, and he was afraid that he would stage another masochistic scene that ignited the fire.

However, the Fire Wall Technique that Dan Tong taught in the Psychic Pavilion could be flexibly used against the enemy.

"Amitabha!"

The Arhats of the Eighteen Protector Temple sang the Buddha horn with their hands together, and the golden eyebrow stick was clamped on the left chest. The action is uniform, clean and neat.

As the last word "Buddha" spits out, eighteen "" shaped Buddha Gangs condensed on their chests.

Chen Junjie frowned, and with a roar, he instantly turned into a red gold demon god. At the same time, adjust your defense to the strongest state. The Absolute Realm, the Golden Armor Dragon Armor and other defensive means that can be used are all unconcealed.

Against these eighteen arhats, Chen Junjie didn't dare to be careless at all.

The Sky Devouring Sword threw out his hand, and Chen Junjie broke off and shouted, "Come on!"

The sword did not move, and the demonic anger was agitated. The original Aoki-colored three-foot long sword was instantly covered with a layer of black mist like a substance.

Chen Junjie held his sword in his hand, standing in the center of the encirclement of the eighteen Arhats, his face was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

On the other hand, the eighteen arhats are all surrounded by golden Buddha gangs, and the Qi Mei stick sandwiched on the left chest is instantly overflowing, stirring the surrounding air, opening microwaves, rippling frequently.

With a little momentum, the Eighteen Arhats were the first to move. They have a very tacit understanding, and they unanimously roll out their palms.

Eighteen "" shaped Buddha Gang smashed into Chen Junjie from all directions. This trick is called Buddha Sound Shock. The power exerted by one person is not very great, but the power exerted by eighteen people at the same time is increased exponentially.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Buddha Sonic Shock Demon Foot that they have teamed up to cast can shatter the meridians of ordinary early stage masters.

"It's good to come!" Chen Junjie grinned, and shouted loudly, turning around on the spot, driving the Sky Devouring Sword to spin around and draw a sword.

The ink-like sword gang instantly surged out and expanded extremely quickly.

Rumble!

The eighteen "" zigzag Buddha Gang were blasted by the sword gang almost in no particular order, making a loud thunderous sound.

And the ring-shaped sword gang also disappeared.

The eighteen Arhats shouted in unison, and as the word "Ha" spit out, they raised their eyebrows and stood up. They grabbed Qi Mei Stick in the air and launched a second attack on Chen Junjie from all directions.

The golden stick shadows were staggered, and the impenetrable blockade of Chen Junjie and the head was split.

"Arhat Demon Descending Array!Emperor Jie, be careful!" Feng Li frowned involuntarily and shouted loudly to remind.

He had suffered the loss of the Arhat Demon Suppression Array. More than a thousand years ago, he was invited by a monk to verify the power of the Arhat Demon Suppression Array.

At that time, he teamed up with Hu Han and Furensong, the two lay disciples of Xiguang Temple, and did not bargain for anything under the Arhat Demon Suppression Array.

At that time, these eighteen temples were still only the cultivation of the late stage of the Eight Immortals. After a thousand years, Lingtian, all of them have broken through to the realm of the early stage of the Nine Immortals, and the power of the Arhat Demon Suppression Array must be rising.

Powerful!

Feng Li wanted to destroy Chen Junjie to sit on the position of the leader of the alliance, so he couldn't help but remind him.

Yuan Wenyao flashed over, and a slap of "snap" scraped on Feng Li's face, "Shut up the old lady!"

As the saying goes, watching chess is silent and true gentlemen, and the same is true for watching games. Yuan Wenyao didn't want Chen Junjie to be accused of not winning after being reminded by Feng Li. If you want to win, you have to win the brilliance and win the beauty.

"You!" Feng Li was indignant and glared at Yuan Wenyao angrily. She glared at him even more angrily. He smiled wryly and stepped aside, "Fengmou is fierce." ”

"It's good to know, hum!" Yuan Wenyao snorted coldly and turned his head to look at the high platform.

Time moved forward slightly, and then the eighteen Arhats used the second type of the Arhat Demon Suppression Array, and drank the eighteen eyebrow sticks and slashed at Chen Junjie in unison.

The golden monk's robe, the golden eyebrow stick, the figure is staggered, and the swing of the stick also inspires a powerful Buddha Gang.

Chen Junjie felt that he had entered a golden world in a trance, and there was faintly the Buddha sound chanting of the big Buddha and the small monks gathering in his ears. He had the urge to kneel and confess the sins of his life. And he felt that he had sinned heinously, almost to the point of heinousness.

However, it was Feng Li's words of reminder that made Chen Junjie wake up suddenly. My heart couldn't help but tremble, and I felt creepy and jumped high at the same time, and at the same time threw the Sky Devouring Sword out of my hand.

The heart said that the Buddhist attack method really deserves its name, and it has a very demagogic effect.

The Sky Devouring Sword rotated at high speed, stirring out ten thousand Dao like black sword gangs.

The sound of clanging is endless. The black sword gang and the eighteen eyebrow sticks collided with the sound of metal clashing.

The second form of the Arhat Demon Suppression Array was instantly broken. Eighteen Arhats were displaced, and they stood in groups of two and stood shoulder to shoulder.

Nine groups of arhats quickly shifted and transposed, forming a triangular formation of the first one, the middle three, and the last five.

Feng Li in the audience couldn't help frowning again. Chen Junjie was shocked by the fact that he could easily break the "head stick drink" and showed his strength.

But it can also be seen that at this time, the arhats on the stage are putting on the third form of the demon subduing arhat array.

Great Compassion Demon Slayer!

"Carving insect skills, dare to take it out to show ugliness?"

Chen Junjie, who was high in the air, shouted, and swooped down with his fists again and again, "The grass and trees are all soldiers!"

The shadow of the fist in the sky turned into thousands of fierce soldiers and slaughtered towards the Luohan Gate. The dark shadows on the entire high platform instantly evolved into a fierce battlefield. There is also a faint earth-shattering shouting of killing, which can be described as extremely weird.

Since Chen Junjie survived the double tribulation of heaven and earth, it was the first time that he used the Divine Fist to fight the enemy. After the strength climbed, the power of the Divine Fist naturally skyrocketed. At least in the past, when he used the trick of all the grass and trees, there was no earth-shattering shouting and killing.

At this moment, he had a glimmer of realization. The ascension of cultivation is the most basic source of strength.

The two Arhats of the "previous one" quickly danced the eyebrow sticks, and the stick techniques such as picking, stabbing, splitting, teasing, and sweeping alternately. The breath changed dozens of times, forming a protective gang with the golden word "Buddha".

Ten thousand golden rays of light burst out from the word "Buddha", instantly turning the fist shadows in the sky into nothingness like the scorching sun turning into mist.

Breaking through Chen Junjie's attack, the Arhats danced their eyebrow sticks in unison, and shouted in unison, "Put down the butcher knife!"

Eighteen Qi Mei sticks suddenly disappeared from their hands, shooting like sharp arrows towards the Sky Devouring Sword that was still dripping and spinning.

"Demon Sword Slaughter!"

Chen Junjie's brows tightened, and with the sound of broken drinking, he slapped his palm towards the Sky Devouring Sword, and the majestic mana poured into the Sky Devouring Sword like a tide.

Airplanes!

The Sky Devouring Sword let out a dull sword roar, and the demonic spurt suddenly. In an instant, a black magic blade about a foot long was condensed.

As Chen Junjie's mind moved, the magic blade spun at high speed like an electric fan, forming a round black shield.

The forcibly persuaded Jian Gang formed a devouring hurricane, dragging eighteen Qi Mei sticks and projecting them.

The Luohan Gate looked shocked one after another. They clearly felt that they had lost their mental connection with their natal magic weapon.

Was their magic weapon snatched away in an instant?

But Chen Junjie, who was in the high air, instantly spread the absolute realm, forcibly isolating the spiritual connection between the arhats and Qi Mei sticks.

Dangdangdang......

Eighteen eyebrow sticks were whipped over by the black magic blade and flew out, and the golden luster dimmed after landing on the ground.

"Wall of Fire, burn your hair, uh, burn your eyebrows. ”

Chen Junjie shouted and pushed his palms downward, and a wall of fire of about ten square meters pressed down.

The scorching heat swept in instantly, carrying with it the terrifying aura of incinerating everything.

The wall of fire seemed to be fluttering lightly, but it was lightning fast. Crashing into the Arhats in an instant didn't give them time to react at all.

Boom!

The triangular Arhat array was broken up, and the wall of fire fell to the ground.

"Amitabha!"

The Zen master sang the Buddha's horn and flashed onto the stage, and the robe swirled out and instantly covered the ground where the fire was started.

"Big bald head, I don't mind if you go with me!"

Chen Junjie didn't rush to make another move, and smiled with a spring breeze on his face. The heart said, my brother still has a lot of big tricks that he hasn't used.

"Jiedi, you won. Reserve your strength to participate in the next competition. ”

With a wave of his hand, the Zen master rolled up and draped over his body. Chen Junjie's strength is unfathomable, and he is afraid that if he continues to fight, the Arhats will be damaged.

You must know that Emperor Jiedi of the Great Witch Gate is not only famous in the Heavenly Realm, but also a ruthless person.

The battle of the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, three thousand miles of red land.

Qingqiao City has been robbed, and thousands of miles have been frozen for thousands of years.

The Arhat of the Eighteen Protector Temple is the root of the Xiguang Temple, and any death or injury to a Zen master will be distressed. They are more important than hosting.

As long as there is no robe, a dead host can immediately inherit the position. However, if a temple protector is killed or injured, it has to be carefully selected and cultivated over tens of thousands of years or more.

Although Xiguang Temple has long cultivated the successors of the Arhats in the monks, how can the small monks be like the big monks?

Chen Junjie hesitated slightly, smiled and nodded, and stood proudly after putting away the Sky Devouring Sword and landing on the ground.

Taking advantage of the Xiguang Temple and other monks to step down, Yuan Wen Yao came to Chen Junjie's side with a smile, "Brother, Ganggang." ”

Chen Junjie smiled proudly, reached out to wrap his arms around Yuan Wenyao's small waist and pinched it twice, "Next!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but glance at the camp of Linlang Pavilion and glanced at Xian Linlang. She gave her a hard look.

"Badass, so many people are watching. In the evening, they will serve you well at night. Yuan Wenyao twisted around and broke free, threw out a charming smile and left.

This stage is destined to belong to him alone.

Xian Linlang flew lightly, and landed three meters in front of Chen Junjie and stood proudly, "Retreat back!"

The Linlang Pavilion Fujia Heavenly Realm is well known. But no one knows what Xian Linlang will do to compete with Chen Junjie.

"What do you want to compare?" Chen Junjie also muttered in his heart.

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