The lotus flower is like blooming in summer, the cold winter snow of the big world has nothing to do with it, and the blazing flames in the small courtyard can't hurt it in the slightest.

Yet it is constantly devouring the cold, extinguishing the scorching heat, and turning everything into life.

The Immortal Monk stopped, he looked up at the sky, and as far as his eyes could see, there was a place where the red light broke through the clouds.

It was supposed to be a faint snow cloud, but now it was lit red by the red light, like a sunset.

The immortal monk of "Amitabha" looked at the crumbling dragon overlord on the roof: "The world is dull, does not argue between good and evil, the world spares its life, and often hopes for immortality, since you are a demon, why don't you retreat?" ”

Long Batian raised his head, his bloodshot eyes stubbornly looked at the immortal monk, and the corners of his bloody mouth opened slightly: "Because I retreated, I will really die"

The immortal monk shook his head and sighed: "The decisions people make when they are desperate are often extremely stupid, and since you ask for death, the Buddha cannot save you. ”

With that, he raised his foot and stepped forward, and the short dragon spear before the lotus seat on his head was already a short section, and with this step, the short dragon spear would all dissipate.

However, he was not able to step on this step, because his steps approached and the sea of lotus behind him had already angered the flowers in the rage.

The blood-colored scimitar flipped and slashed out a red light in the fury, like a flying rainbow!

"Dang!" With a bang, a crisp sound sounded, and the huge red sword slashed on the lotus seat above the immortal monk's head, bursting out with a powerful force.

Only a short dragon spear was shocked and flew out diagonally, flying back into Long Batian's hand.

Under the huge shock of his body, Long Batian held the last short dragon spear, and the natal divine thoughts and blood in it quickly flowed into his body, saving his life.

After pausing in the air slightly, the Immortal Monk's footsteps suddenly continued to step forward, and the huge red sword on the lotus seat above his head suddenly shattered.

The flowers in the red light often opened and closed the knife, but did not take a step back, and then slashed out again.

The power of this knife is still above the one knife just now, but the immortal monk has already prepared, so this knife has already shattered before it even makes him pause a little.

Hua Chang Kai in the blood light suddenly roared, turned around suddenly, and then slashed with both swords.

"Boom!" With a bang, the twin knives fell, and the huge roar made the entire palace seem to tremble.

The shattered red light fell into the lotus sea behind the immortal monk, igniting a red flame.

The Immortal Monk's foot stepped down again, but in the sea of fire behind him, there was a main lotus that gradually shattered in the fire, turning into a little white light and flying towards the lotus seat above the Immortal Monk's head again.

"Amitabha, the demonic spirit is really very strong." When the immortal monk finished reciting, he sat cross-legged and did not move forward.

However, the flowers bloomed as if they were not affected by the shattering of the sword at all, and the twin knives once again swept back like a raging wind with raging flames.

With a "boom", the sword shattered, and a lotus flower behind the immortal monk also shattered.

The Wind Knife Technique, one knife is faster than one sword, one move is stronger than one move, and after ten moves, the lotus sea behind the immortal monk has dissipated by a small half.

And he still sat there with his face unchanged, reciting the Buddhist scriptures with his eyes closed.

As he spat out the mantra of Buddhism, the dissipated lotus flowers behind him regrew in the sea of fire.

And under the onslaught of the flowers, the dissipation and blooming of the lotus flower actually formed a wonderful balance situation.

And the turbulence of the violent vitality in the courtyard destroyed all the houses behind the immortal monk, and only the house where Jian Bing'er was located after Hua Changkai was intact.

The cultivators who gradually arrived outside the courtyard did not dare to approach, so they could only watch the battle from a distance, and they also had to be careful at all times the turbulence of vitality caused by the fierce battle between the two sides in front of them.

Several cultivators had already been hit by the red flames and burned to charcoal on the spot.

Long Batian knelt on the roof behind Hua Changkai, watching Hua Changkai frantically take out the knife, watching him slash one by one, the knife was broken, and there was a look of decadence in his eyes.

Outside the Demon Demon Sect, he had witnessed how he defeated the Yin God Ji.

But at that time, he only thought that this was his luck, plus conspiracy, and he could only do it with the help of foreign objects.

And after that, Hua Changkai grovelled to himself, which made him even more convinced that the strongest person in the younger generation was still himself.

Defeating the Great Grandmaster, if someone can really accomplish such a thing, it can only be themselves.

However, now, he finally understood that even if he was at the peak of the Nine Grades, even if he had a short dragon spear, even if he had the strongest blow, he couldn't hurt the weakest of the Nine Great Masters at all.

Not even his steps forward could stop him.

However, this was not the real reason for him to feel defeated.

The real reason for his depravity was that the flower that he had never looked up to was always blooming, and at this moment he was fighting to a draw with the immortal monk!

Although he knew in his heart that Hua Chang Kai had completely lost his nature at this moment, and that this powerful combat power was different, and he also knew in his heart that the immortal monk should not be able to attack with all his strength at this moment, but so what?

At this moment, Long Batian suddenly remembered that if he really wanted to kill Hua Changkai, he should be the one who died

This discovery caused a crack in his Dao heart, causing his Jiupin state of mind to begin to falter.

Is the realm important, or is cultivation important?

Cultivation is a necessary condition for defeating the enemy, and the realm is the supreme criterion for breaking through the self, and only the truly strong will understand that the state of mind is the most important thing for the entire path of cultivation.

That's why Long Batian will fight to reduce his cultivation greatly, and he may be in danger of death, and he will also challenge the immortal monk of the Great Grandmaster realm.

Even if you can't defeat him, you will at least have a chance to get a glimpse of the supreme comprehension of the Great Grandmaster realm.

Even if it's just a chance, it's worth the fight!

However, that was just the thought before the desperate effort, when the desperate failed, almost died, the cultivation was greatly reduced, the body was seriously injured, and the person was seriously injured, and he didn't get a glimpse of the end, regret and frustration followed.

His nine-rank peak state of mind is about to shatter!

This defeat is a real defeat, and the most ridiculous thing is that his life was actually saved by Hua Chang

Ridiculous first person of nine products, ridiculous yourself

"The decisions people make when they are desperate are often stupid" The words of the immortal monk were like a spell, constantly echoing in Long Batian's heart, devouring the last insistence in his heart.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of "Wow", and the battle ahead was fierce, but Long Batian couldn't feel the slightest heat, he only felt cold.

Suddenly, a hand was on Long Batian's shoulder, and Long Aotian, who had a pair of dragon horns on top of his head, appeared on the roof, beside him.

"If a bird wants to be very high, it must start by falling!" Demon Dragon Sect Master, Long Aotian's voice sounded in Long Batian's ears!