"Everyone is closer, put up a formation, practice qi inside, build the foundation outside, Liu Jingshui is in the middle, and take action to protect at any time. Weixing commanded immediately.

"Yes. According to Weixing's instructions, everyone immediately formed a circle, the inner circle of the Qi refining period, the outer circle of the foundation building period, and Liu Jingshui was in the center.

Releasing Xiao Hei from the demon beast bag, how can this black snake also build a base combat power. There are also black-clothed men and Yulu who were knocked unconscious in the monster bag, and these two people are going to be taken to Fenghua Xueyue Tower. Hualu and Caolu were standing in the inner circle with panicked faces at the moment, Liu Wanbing thought about it and knocked them unconscious, so that Weixing also put them in the bag, and if the strength was too weak, it would be a hindrance.

Bang, a fireball flew from one side, boom, a torrent from the other side, crackling, it was a rare thunderbolt, a bolt of lightning slashed from the front......

All of a sudden, a large number of various spells poured in all directions, the casters were all building a foundation or practicing qi, the formation of the Vientiane Gate was too compact, and they didn't dare to get too close to Liu Jingshui in the Jindan period, they only dared to throw spells far away.

"Defense!" Liu Wanbing snorted softly, and everyone used their own means to resist the oncoming spell attack.

Liu Wanbing took out a blue high-level flying sword, the ice blue crystal sword body, there seemed to be countless veins in it, a huge amount of aura flowed in the veins, and the intersection of the sword hilt and the sword body was engraved with two words, ice veins.

This is a treasure scavenged from Xu Long's storage bag, a sword striked, with a little ice flowers and cold, the fireball that came over was also from the hands of the Zhuji monk, but it only fell into an instant extinguishment, and the flying sword end of the high-level magic weapon level was extraordinarily powerful.

Liu Xinglong was originally good at using hammer-shaped magic weapons, but in a battle on the top of Kucao Mountain, he collapsed with Liu Xinghu's axe-shaped magic weapon, and now the two of them are also using high-level flying swords, although they are not smooth, their combat power is not weak.

Xiao Shulan was in the early stage of foundation building, and among the elders present, his cultivation was the lowest, and the consumption of high-level magic weapons was a little unbearable, so he concentrated on sacrificing a medium-level magic weapon-level lion head shield, which was also obtained from the River Lion Sect.

Xiao Hei's huge body blocked a large number of spell attacks, but he was also injured and suffered a lot of pain. "Shhh

"Counterattack!" Seeing that all the attacks were blocked, Wei Xing immediately commanded all the Qi cultivators to counterattack with spells along with him, and the people in the inner circle got the order, or cast spells, or flicked the talisman seal, and all kinds of attacks shot in all directions. The attack power is not high, but it is enough as a temptation.

The members of the ghost face defended one after another, and the 'sin' power was already hidden in the spells of the Wei Xing, which was extremely powerful, not to mention that in the month of besieging the River Lion Mountain, the cultivation of the Wei Xing had improved again, and now he was already a monk of the eighth level of Qi cultivation. Someone in the ghost face was hit, and he was caught off guard and was broken through the defense, "Ah." The screams came and soon stopped abruptly, apparently taking their lives.

Liu Jingshui's face was solemn, and he stood quietly in the center to concentrate his attention, observing the surroundings, and being wary of the strong man of the other party's Jindan stage. The two sides were at a stalemate for a while, and the other party's Jindan monk couldn't bear it.

"Fire Cloud Dragon!"

The sound was like thunder, resounding in all directions. The sky around them gradually turned red, flames rolled, and a sea of fire appeared.

The clouds of fire gathered in the sky and turned into a huge fire dragon comparable to Xiao Hei, this fire dragon had seven claws and six horns, hideous and terrifying, and the scales of the body were composed of flames but also angular and lifelike.

"Whew!"

The fire dragon fell towards the circle formed by the people of the Vientiane Gate, and the spellcaster also appeared in the distance, with a golden demon mask on his face, and the aura emanating from his body was in the middle of the golden pill!

"Rampant!"

Liu Jingshui is not afraid, he is very confident in his "Holy Spirit Buddha Joy Zen".

"Holy Buddha Dharma!"

Liu Jingshui's heart moved, and he once again used this most commonly used move, and a holy and soft golden light burst out from his body, more refined than usual.

"The heart is holy!

The vast Zen sound is far greater than before, changing all the sounds on the battlefield, but it seems ethereal, as if there is nothing. It exudes an aura of persuasion to take refuge, full of great wisdom and perseverance.

I saw the golden light condense, and a solemn and huge Buddha statue appeared, protecting everyone in Vientiane Gate.

The golden brilliance of the mighty river, far away, spread throughout the entire mountain forest, Liu Jingshui Jin Dan used this trick for the first time, and the momentum was several times stronger than in the past, and it immediately attracted the attention of all the members of the [Ghost Face].

The Holy Dharma struck out with a palm towards the oncoming fire dragon, just as it had faced the thunder of the sky. It's just that the result is diametrically opposite, this palm steadily blocked the huge impact of the fire dragon, and the waves of flames in the sky were also resisted by the faint golden light on the Buddha statue, which couldn't hurt everyone in the slightest.

"Holy Buddha Seal!"

Liu Jingshui shouted angrily, and the other hand of the Holy Buddha Dharma Xiang formed a Dharma seal, and a golden light shot out, and with a "boom", the fire dragon collapsed directly, and the momentum of the golden light continued unabated, shooting towards the man wearing a golden demon mask in the distance.

"Bastard!" the man scolded, his sleeves flicked, "Huoyun Shield!" Countless flames condensed and condensed into a huge shield, and the golden light shot on the Huoyun Shield, bang, and exploded a large number of sparks, but in the end, it was still unable to break through the defense of the Huoyun Shield, and the momentum gradually decreased, and finally dissipated.

Everyone who watched this scene was stunned, the [Ghost Face] side was frightened, and the Vientiane Gate side was surprised. No one thought that Liu Jingshui Jindan would still have the upper hand in the early stage of the Jindan against the monks in the middle of the Jindan, and the Holy Buddha was so strong that it was jaw-dropping.

The most shocked was the monk with the golden demon mask, but he couldn't explain to the leader when he retreated like this, gritted his teeth, and directly performed the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, "Fire Cloud Nine Heavy Palm!" The voice fell, and a shocking giant palm condensed by flames fell from the sky and covered it. The fingernail palm lines are clearly visible, and the concentrated flames faintly turn into magma, with a bit of a thick liquid feeling.

The most amazing thing is not this palm, but this one has nine palms, one palm is followed by another palm, and the nine giant palms are connected to form a line and fall from the sky, carrying the power of destroying everything.

Liu Jing's water surface sank like water, and his mouth was full of words: "Holy Buddha... Change... The Buddha said..."

His eyes widened, and he shouted angrily: "Turn into a shield!"

The Holy Buddha gradually shrank, and countless Buddha texts condensed in the air to form a Buddha wheel, which appeared around the Holy Buddha one after another, firmly holding him and turning it into a huge shield of the Holy Buddha.

"Come on. Liu Jingshui stepped on the void, his face was distorted, as if he was crazy, and his hands poured out infinite mana to flow towards the shield of the Holy Buddha, and he was about to take this shocking nine palms stubbornly.

This level of battle is no longer something that can be participated in by practicing qi and building a foundation, and the people with ghost faces have distanced themselves from the center of the battle, so as not to be injured by mistake, Wei Xing and the others have no other way but to hope that Liu Jingshui will take this move safe and sound.

As soon as the palm fell, the earth-shattering heat wave churned, and the Holy Buddha's shield only dimmed a little with golden light. But before he could wait for the water to breathe a sigh of relief, the attacks from behind followed.

By the time of the fifth palm, a crack appeared in the shield of the Holy Buddha.

The crack increased.

The seventh palm! The cracks increased by several points.

The eighth palm snapped, and the shield of the Holy Buddha was already full of cracks.

The Ninth Palm fell, and the Holy Buddha's shield was completely shattered, and the fragments turned into spiritual energy and dissipated.

Liu Jingshui spurted out a mouthful of blood, looked at the golden ghost masked man in the distance who was panting because of the excessive consumption of spiritual energy, and laughed wildly: "You waste, what can you do to me!"

Huoyun Nine Heavy Palms, this is the strongest move of the Golden Ghost Mask Man, the consumption is very large, and the mana stored in the Golden Pill is almost bottomed out at the moment, and it is really unwise to fight again.

Immediately put down a cruel sentence: "Don't be too complacent, no one can escape any prey we target." The next time we meet, we will take your life!" After speaking, he said to the rest of the members who gathered around: "Withdraw!"

"Want to go? It's not that easy. Liu Jingshui would not let him go so easily, the mana that had been completely used up began to gradually recover with the help of the Ring of Lust, and he sighed in his heart that this treasure was very strange, and he kept in his hand, and directly took out a flying sword, which was simply and rudely infused with spiritual energy and shot it out.

Several monks wearing cyan demon masks resisted, but even if it was Liu Jingshui's casual blow, it was not something they could resist, and under a single sword, these people fell into injuries of varying severity, and in the end, it was the monk with the golden demon mask who blocked it.