"Eighteen old monks at the level of the Red Dust Immortal joined forces, even if they were two dragon-descending arhats, they would not be pleased, and today's result was a little confusing!" Someone sighed.

"These old monks are just surviving now, and now their life source is constantly burning, at this rate, I'm afraid they won't survive tonight!" Ning Haoyuan shook his head in the void, the consequences of this method were even stronger than he expected.

If he didn't guess wrong, these old monks had at least a year or so of longevity before they proclaimed themselves, and now in order to keep themselves as a foundation, a year has become a day, and only they know in their hearts whether it is worth it or not.

"Eighteen Arhats Demon Suppression Array!"

In the battlefield, eighteen unsealed old monks rushed towards Ning Haoyuan, and eighteen monks lined up on one side and surrounded Ning Haoyuan.

The scorching Buddha light erupted from their bodies, turning into a Buddha fire like golden glass, intending to refine Ning Haoyuan.

Eighteen Red Dust Immortals joined forces to form a formation, each other's breath and spirit were connected, and the terrifying momentum seemed to be about to freeze the space, and the monstrous killing intent turned into a Shura field this time.

If an ordinary Red Dust Immortal enters the formation, I am afraid that he will lose the courage to make a move, and he will be defeated in an instant.

But Ning Haoyuan was completely unaffected by the momentum and killing intent of these eighteen monks after joining forces, and his state of mind was not something that these people could easily shake.

In the eighteen Arhats Demon Suppression Array, Ning Haoyuan slowly drew his sword.

This sword is not an immortal weapon.

Rather, it's the weapon he gets when he checks in for the first time.

Just an ordinary Qingfeng sword.

One-inch, two-inch, three-inch......

Every inch of Ning Haoyuan's momentum will rise a lot, affected by Ning Haoyuan's terrifying momentum, a sense of depression suddenly appeared in the hearts of the eighteen old monks, in their mental induction, Ning Haoyuan at this time is like an evil dragon with teeth and claws, which will devour them at any time.

"Slash!"

Ning Haoyuan shouted violently, and the Qingfeng Sword in his hand suddenly slashed out, the blade of the sword was sharp and flashed with cold light, drawing a round and beautiful arc in the void.

A cyan sword light flew out from the Qingfeng Sword in his hand, and the sword light was as clear as the finest jade, reflecting this charming halo.

"What a beautiful sword!" In the distance, there were people watching the battle who admired and were impressed by Ning Haoyuan's sword.

The sword light flew out, and suddenly divided into eight in the void to make eight sword rays, each of which had a different flavor, such as wind, fire, water, sky, and earth......

Then the eight sword rays suddenly turned, conforming to the Yang Yang and reversing the five elements, directly turning into sixty-four ......

Constantly deriving, but in an instant, a sword light turned into countless sword rays, and the sword light covered this world like a sea.

The sword light gathered into a sea, but when the sword light rolled towards Monk Daorong and the others, it was blocked by a barrier formed by the gathering of Buddha light, but although the barrier was strong, the sword light that Ning Haoyuan cut out seemed to be endless, and gradually the Buddha light barrier shook for a while, and countless cracks appeared on the barrier.

Seeing that the barrier was about to shatter, Monk Daorong and the others all had numb scalps, this sword light was too fierce!

This barrier is a change in the eighteen Arhats' Demon Suppression Array, it can be said that it gathers the strength of their eighteen people, and it is known as the unbreakable Golden Immortal, but now this barrier, which can be called immortal, indestructible, indestructible, and indestructible, is crumbling under Ning Haoyuan's attack.

"Boom!"

However, if you insist on working for a while, the barrier has been broken, and the sword light is like a sea that will drown Daorong Monk and others, in the sword light in the sky, Ning Haoyuan strode forward, and the next moment he appeared in front of Daorong Monk, this monk talked the most, and naturally became the first object he dealt with.

"Holy Light Nyorai Mahamudra!"

When Monk Daorong saw Ning Haoyuan raise his sword and slash at him, his face changed greatly, and at the same time, the primordial spirit in his sea of consciousness quickly sealed.

Now the eighteen of them are spiritually connected to each other, each of them can borrow the spiritual power of the other seventeen people, and now the Daorong monk is sealed, and suddenly the outside world is changing, and the aura of thousands of miles is attracted by him, and a huge storm blows between heaven and earth.

His martial arts is equivalent to using the spiritual power of eighteen red dust immortals as a guide, and the vastness of its power is difficult to guess, and the power of eighteen people is twisted into a force, which is not at all comparable to eighteen people shooting together.

"It's such a huge momentum, but it's a pity that this power is estimated to be beyond the control of Daorong Monk, and his state of mind is difficult to control such a powerful force!" On another battlefield, Ning Hao shook his head secretly due to the changes in the world caused by the Daorong monk.

However, it is difficult for Daorong Monk to control this force, but under the ten meetings of one force, this blow is also extremely terrifying.

In the palm of the Daorong monk, a hundred colors of the "swastika" symbol suddenly emerged to bloom a milky white halo, the sage to the white, it is rumored that the Buddha into the day of the extinction of the holy light emerged, shining nine days and ten earth, the legendary holy light, and the halo in the palm of the Yuantong monk is the same.

"This seems to be the Great Mudra of the Holy Light!" In the distance, the Blood God Ancestor spoke.

"And judging by its momentum, it has actually cultivated to the realm of white light, this is the achievement of the Bodhisattva!" The Lord of Ten Thousand Bat Islands was amazed.

There are four holy light mudras, which are red, blue, gold, and white, and the white light can only be achieved by the Bodhisattva, and now the Daorong monk has gathered the strength of eighteen people, and has also reached this point.

The endless holy light shone through the heavens and the earth, but it was not dazzling at all, but gave people a gentle feeling, and at the same time, the sound of Sanskrit singing grew from small to large, and finally echoed in this heaven and earth.

The holy light was pure and pure, and as soon as the holy light came out, even the once withered trees in the Great Golden Mountain Temple bloomed again, and even the weeds on the ground began to grow wildly.

But when he shone on the soldiers and other people who took advantage of the fire to rob the righteous and demonic, it became extremely hot, and he only felt as if he was being scorched by the flames, and his body was very uncomfortable.

Some of the low-ranking soldiers even spontaneously combusted without fire.

"Slash!"

Ning Haoyuan shouted violently, drew his sword and slashed at Monk Daorong, and even this vast holy light was slashed away by Ning Haoyuan's sword.

In an instant, he unleashed three swords in a row, and all three swords were slashed in the same place.

Seeing Ning Haoyuan out of the sword, the Daorong monk countered with his palm, and with the blessing of the "swastika" symbol, the flesh palm of the Daorong monk was like a god of gold, and he had absolute confidence that he could block these three swords!

"Bang!"

The clash of palms and swords made a sound of gold and iron clashing, but his palm was directly cut off, dripping with blood!

"What a terrifying swordsmanship!"

Monk Daorong was shocked, he didn't expect that Ning Haoyuan's swordsmanship would be so terrifying, even the immortal Holy Light Rulai Great Mudra could be broken head-on.

"In fact, Ning Haoyuan's swordsmanship is not exquisite, if it is subtle alone, there are many masters' swordsmanship that is more subtle than Ning Haoyuan's, but the kind of paranoia contained in Ning Haoyuan's swordsmanship is something that others do not have, if you talk about the power of swordsmanship alone, Ning Haoyuan's swordsmanship can be called the first in this world!"

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