The howling wind swept in all directions.

Eighteen golden-bodied Arhats, who were only the size of beans before, have become as huge as a mountain in the blink of an eye, and their expressions are different, and their clothes are fluttering. Especially when he saw the arhat holding a small dragon, Wei Yinxi always felt inexplicable palpitations.

Even so, he still held his head high, carrying the king evil, and rushed into the sky.

"Killing a person with a crippled mind can be guilty of using an imitation of the eighteen gold-clothed Arhats? What about the monks who say they are compassionate?" Someone stroked his beard and laughed.

On the head of the clouds, a monk with hundreds of Dharma appearances folded his hands, and the Buddha sang: "Amitabha, Your Excellency does not have to favor one over the other, and Your Excellency's Heavenly Absolute Array will not be too much."

When the man heard this, he laughed heartily, tears burst into laughter, and he nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, looking at this guy who can't help himself, he can't help but step on a few more feet, don't scare me, master."

In all directions, there was a rumbling sound.

Wei Yanxi followed the prestige, and suddenly almost gasped.

The four towering mountains that can be regarded as Dayue in Daqi, and one or two of them are still covered with snow, and some powerful supernatural power instructed Xia, like a waterwheel tumbling in the wind, constantly rolling towards the place where they are.

The momentum is so great that it is rare to see in a thousand years.

"Summoned by the mountains? These old immortals have really spent a lot of money." Wang sneered.

In the next moment, there was an arhat with a shining body and a yellow dragon wrapped around his body, one step ahead of the others, stepping into the air, and seeing the golden dragon at Wang Xie's feet, he immediately became murderous.

The yellow dragon on his body twisted his body when the two sides were dozens of feet apart, and suddenly a raging flame erupted from his mouth, and then turned into a sea of fire, engulfing a man and a dragon.

After a while, a rippling sword light, hundreds of zhang long, drew out from the sea of fire, and the remaining seventeen Arhats were only in this situation, lest they avoid it, and they fled far away.

And the Arhat who captured the Yellow Dragon was not so lucky, and the sword qi immediately left a shallow trace on his neck, and then his body was in a different place.

Wang Evil tapped the dragon on his toes, grabbed the rapidly falling Arhat's head with one hand, and then rushed into the sea of clouds again with outrageous speed.

"It's the dragon descending Arhat who is in the middle of the rank and rank, and some people want to shed tears in distress, maybe they will snatch that head back, sew and mend it, and save it." The old man gloated.

The Dharma monk on the side had gloomy eyes and a displeased face, but he didn't have a seizure.

Wei Yinxi, who turned into a giant dragon, suddenly stopped his huge body, and the dragon scales shone brightly, because not far away, there was a golden-bodied Arhat with a fierce tiger, shouting angrily, and killing them with heavy might.

The tiger is four feet tall, spewing a strong murderous aura from its mouth, looking at all beasts, the sleeves of the Arhat are fluttering, the body is burly, the two thick arms are like pillars supporting the sky, and the eyes are full of golden light.

"It's too fierce to fight them." Wei Yanxi looked at the arhat who was like a killing god in the world, and felt frightened.

Seeing that the man and the tiger were getting closer and closer, Wei Yinxi forcibly suppressed the fear that was accumulating deeper and deeper in his heart, and gritted his teeth, even if he died today, even if he could get away with it, I am afraid that Daqi would not be able to escape implication, so it was better to follow Wang Wei to fight.

Whatever he said, he had to protect the king, his eyes trembled, and he spat out cold ice and snow from his bloody mouth.

The cold ice and snow, wrapped in the wind, instantly condensed a huge iceberg in the middle of the sky, and blasted towards the arhat.

Wei Yinxi knew in his heart that that Arhat had to be the strength of a Ten Realm Qi Refiner, and with the ice and snow magic power he had made from grinding his spear in battle, it would not have much effect, and he could only delay their offensive slightly.

Unexpectedly, the top of their heads suddenly became pitch black, Wang Xie and Wei Yinxi raised their eyes, and a simple gray cloth bag slowly opened, and in an instant, it had been extended to hundreds of zhang, entering the sky and the sun.

And the iceberg that Wei Yinxi had taken a lot of effort to condense disappeared without a trace after touching the rough cloth bag.

The arhat riding the tiger had been killed in front of him in an instant, and the strong murderous aura made people break out in a cold sweat.

Wei Yanxi wanted to scold his mother.

But gradually, Wei Yanxi was surprised to find that the Arhat and the sitting tiger were getting smaller little by little......

Or rather, he and the king have become greater.

Wang Evil Law Xiang once again raised a hundred feet, grabbed the originally majestic Arhat with two fingers together, and brought it to his eyes, like a fierce beast looking down on reptiles and ants, and crushed it casually.

Wei Yinxi felt that the porcelain-like Arhat fragment smashed on his body, and his confidence doubled, and he opened his mouth and swallowed the remaining tiger into his stomach in one gulp.

But soon he regretted that the tiger was as hard as pig iron, and his teeth ached, and he had to swallow it in his belly.

"Hahaha, a dragon, a tiger, the master will lose everything." The man saw the two arhats shattered, and the laughter shook the sky.

Between the eyebrows of the Dharma monk, there was a faint thunderous rage, and it seemed that he was about to turn against the Dharma Daoist beside him in the next moment.

"Master don't be in a hurry, and see the north and south of the poor road to help you."

Wei Yinxi turned his body and was about to take Wang Evil to chase after him, but unexpectedly, Wang Evil above his head rose into the air without warning.

Wei Yanxi was puzzled, but when he looked up, he almost fell directly into the cloud without being frightened.

I saw Wang Wei's face showing a fierce face, his eyes were about to split, a golden armor and golden helmet were shining, like a god, his figure suddenly rose, Wei Yanxi's eyes widened, and he could only see his chin.

There were two deafening bangs, the vast sea of clouds retreated, the grand prize of the territory under his feet surged, and the three mountains and five mountains trembled.

On Wang Xie's shoulders, there were two more towering mountains, bursting out with unparalleled pressure, and the one on the left was filled with a mighty sword aura, and the strange rocks were craggy; The one on the right is full of thunder and lightning, and the mountain is full of plasma thunder pools.

I don't know where to borrow the two big mountains, at the same time, I saw two golden ripples swaying, the king snorted viciously, and his body quickly fell dozens of feet, looking at the iron blue face and the blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, it was obviously not comfortable.

"Poor monk, thank you for the icing on the cake?" The monk said in a deep voice.

"Isn't it a charcoal in the snow?" The voice of the Taoist is like a bell, teasing the way.

As he spoke, the monk's heart moved slightly, and the remaining sixteen golden-bodied Arhats quickly killed and surrounded Wang Xie and Wei Yinxi.

Suddenly, four golden-bodied Arhats rose from the ground, each sending out their magic weapons.

The fat Arhat with a cloth bag on his back recited the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and the cloth bag behind him immediately spun out, covering the sky and the sun again in the blink of an eye.

An arhat holds a plantain in his hand, blowing a raging flame and a rolling wind.

The remaining two, one threw a golden bowl, and the other sacrificed a pagoda with a swaying glow.

Wei Yinxi hung in place, looking at the bowl and pagoda that rolled over and became bigger and bigger, and then looked at the king who was desperate and the two mountains resisted, and turned his heart sideways and rushed to the bowl.

A body of scales, lit up in an instant, the whole dragon no longer has scales and dragon horns and flesh at this moment, but uses thunder and lightning as bone and blood, and crashes headlong into the golden bowl.

With a bang, the golden bowl shook gently for a few minutes, and then it was safe and sound, and Wei Yinxi, who was full of strength and desperate, hit his head with the posture of a giant dragon and broke the blood flow, the dragon horns loosened, and his whole body was burned by the golden aura spell, and he fell heavily from the sky.

At this critical juncture, Wang Xi, who seemed to be struggling to support, frowned slightly, used his hands to smash the two towering mountains, and quickly grabbed the falling Wei Yinxi with his hands.

"The two dynasties were destroyed, and this time it is not the poor monk who will pay for it." The monk of the Dharma is smiling meaningfully.

The person beside him, his face was pale, and his entire huge Fa Xiang seemed to tremble slightly, and he said angrily: "Don't say anything about the wind and cold, all the Daoists present, if you don't want to lose face today, quickly follow me."

Wang Wei looked at the unconscious Wei Yuxi and smiled with relief, then opened the gap in his armor and gently put him into his arms.

There was a shock under his feet, and his body was like a rainbow through the sky.

A streamer of light crossed the sky, and the pagoda that kept rotating suddenly stopped after a moment, booming

Shattered, even the majestic Arhat with the pagoda in his hand was also shattered into powder.

"Want to escape?" Wang Wei looked at the fleeing bowl Arhat and gently shook off the long sword in his hand.

A sword light slipped out of nowhere, and just as the arhat was about to return to the center of the arhat's array, the long sword pierced through the chest of the imitating arhat at an outrageous speed, and also shattered the golden bowl.

The long sword held its long tail and returned to the hand of the king with the arhat, who looked contemptuous and pressed the head with one hand.

Ignoring his miserable wail, he directly clawed the entire skull to pieces.

Then, almost in an instant, Wang Evil broke through the sea of fire and thunder with his own strength, grabbed the person holding the fan with one hand, and swept out violently with a steel whip in the other.

The entire golden-bodied Arhat, whose body comparable to a golden stone was cut off by the waist.

At the same time, on the cloth bag with an unknown range of thousands of feet, the arhat saw a figure in front of him flickering by, and was immediately punched in the chest by the man.

The Dharma monk was suddenly stunned, and the yin god was out of his body? Which neuropathy will incarnate outside the world while sacrificing the Dharma Phase? Are you afraid that your spiritual power will not be exhausted and you will explode and die?

"Kill this thief for me!" The long-bearded Taoist man, his sleeves swaying, flicked a stone tablet with the Son of Heaven written in seal script with his fingers in his sleeve.

Suddenly, the clouds above his head, thousands of sword lights, suddenly fell.

"If you can get out of the Heavenly Absolute Formation today, you have the ability!"

When the monk saw this, he didn't hide it, and recited the obscure Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and the sixteen Arhats, all of whom were shining with golden light, roared and rushed towards the king.

"The Heavenly Absolute Array is a fart, I saw a certain big array 10,000 years ago, and you are less than 1/10,000." As he spoke, Wang Wei strode forward, shaking the sea of clouds under his feet, and grabbed a certain Arhat riding on a giant deer.

While penetrating his body, he sharpened the blade of the sword in his hand with his golden body.