Two figures, a man and a woman, were repelled by a white-clothed figure with a palm.

Lu Beifei stepped into the void and looked at the two immortals with a frightened expression from afar, his eyes were calm.

The six pure bamboos were raised high, and with a cold snort, the power of the acquired origin was poured into the six pure bamboos.

"Buzz ......"

All of a sudden, the six pure bamboos of green and shining, the clear light is entwined and extended, like a dragon traveling, overlooking the world.

"Away from the Dawn Gun. ”

The so-called wood fire, the six pure bamboos driven by the natural source behind the wood, the whole body is as clear as jade, and there is an infinite amount of light escaping out.

Thousands of gun shadows appeared in the void at the same time, the golden flames on the tail burned violently, and the tip of the spear was light, obviously impressive, dense.

"Fluttering ......"

The explosion of the spear piercing the air resounded in the ears of every immortal powerhouse.

As for some immortals, they were dizzy and speechless for a long time.

"The power of the true immortals?" said Gong Yutao of Luofu Immortal Mountain, and exclaimed in a lost voice.

The light of the fire fell on his raised face, shining the two black nostrils clearly.

He had seen the Immortal True Immortal from afar in the sect, and it seemed to be like this.

And Huanxi Luohan, who was facing the offensive head-on, was under even more pressure, his expression changed greatly, and he scolded angrily in his heart.

Damn, this person's supernatural powers are so powerful.

On that day, in the heaven of hatred, he was still able to fight against each other with others, back and forth.

But now that he and Yao Ke, the Yaoguang Fairy, have joined forces, they still can't take them down.

Damn it!

In front of him, as Lu Bei waved down the six pure bamboos without saying a word, the muskets fell after a while.

"Yao Daoyou, I'll wait for the two of you to join forces to break his magical powers!"

The joyful Arhat who appeared in the form of a Buddha said in horror.

Yao Ke, the fairy of Yaoguang, has shoulders that seem to be cut into, a waist that is about plain, a tall posture, and a clear and clean temperament.

Her jade face was indifferent, and her eyes looked solemnly at the shadow of the firelight and gunlight that shot down from the nine heavens, and at this time, she could hear the shouts of the joyful Arhats not far away.

Completely ignore it.

The Twelve Yuan Chen Ring was raised by her hand, and the starlight was ten thousand ways, hanging on the spiritual platform.

"Boom ......"

Ten thousand guns have already been nailed to the two of them.

The joyful Arhat roared again and again, but the golden body of the Buddha was still difficult to resist the collapse and collapsed inch by inch.

After each flash of the gun, a cluster of golden blood flowers must be brought up, which is extremely gorgeous.

And Fairy Yao Ke, there was no trace of blood on her crystal jade face, the corners of her mouth were overflowing with blood, and her chest rose and fell sharply.

The Twelve Yuanchen Ring of the Heavenly Spirit Treasure is struggling to support it under the spear of the Dawn Fire Day.

"Bang. ”

Suddenly, one of the bright stars in the ring shattered directly into a little powder, while the other five stars were dim and almost imperceptible.

"Puff ......"

"Ah......h

On the face of the happy Arhat, there was an extremely painful expression.

The fierce color of his eyes flashed, and a streamer of light from the spiritual platform could not fly out, intending to abandon his body and flee to the west.

"Huh, want to go?"

Lu Bei performed the Infinite Body Technique, and in one step, he flashed through the void, wrapped around the palm of the origin of the innate thunder, probed his hand like electricity, and grabbed at it.

A panicked Yang God fell into Lu Bei's palm, "Zizi", the thunder net formed by the innate origin imprisoned the Yang God and made it impossible to break free.

Huanxi Luohan's expression was sluggish, his lips trembled, and his peach blossom eyes were still full of horror.

"The poor monk is one of the eighteen Arhats in the West, and he is related to the number of Buddhism, you dare to kill me?"

Huanxi Luohan sneered and said with a tough attitude.

Lu Bei's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of ridicule on his face.

"Yes, you are indeed different from Mo Miao, and your true spirit has been drained by a great psychic being...... Come to think of it, the eighteen Arhats are extremely important to the Buddha's qi, and with that trace of true spirit, even if you die at my hands, you will be able to be reborn. ”

Hearing Lu Bei's words, all the immortals present were inexplicable.

Heart Dao, Buddhism still has this kind of mysterious hole card?

The details of his own family were taken out one by one, and a trace of panic flashed in Huanxi Luohan's eyes, and he pretended to be calm on his face, shouting: "It's good if you know...... Why don't you let go of the poor monk?"

"Lu Bei, happy Arhat, the ancient Buddha standing behind him is the lamp. ”

At this time, a gentle divine thought sound fell on Lu Bei's ears.

Lu Bei followed the prestige, and saw Yang Chan in a plain palace dress, looking at himself unnaturally, with bright eyes and complex emotions.

He smiled indifferently and was noncommittal.

Yang Chan's heart was inexplicably confused, she reached out and stroked a strand of hair in her ear, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Lu Bei turned his head to look at Huanxi Luohan, and said in a calm tone: "In Lu's eyes, there is no one who cannot be killed...... If others die, and you rejoice in Arhat, you can't die?"

"Ridiculous. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Bei smiled seriously, and there was an indescribable mockery on his cold face.

If the background behind him is useful, what kind of Tao do you cultivate, and what kind of immortal do you become?

Hearing Lu Bei's words, Yang Chanyu's face turned pale, and her heart shook violently.

She knew that a small half of Lu Bei's words were for her.

However, her heart couldn't help but be angry.

Lu Bei, Lu Bei, why are you always so ignorant?

At a time when Yang Chan's mind was complicated.

However, as soon as Lu Bei's voice fell, all the innate thunder origins in his palm came out.

At the same time, he mobilized the aura of the Kunlun Mirror, traced the inexplicable connection, and went to the true spirit of the happy Arhat in the West.

"Fellow Daoists spare their lives, spare their lives...... On that day, everything was the fault of the poor monk, and it was the poor monk's ghost who was obsessed......"

At this time, the joyful Arhat suddenly realized that life and death were added, and he was incoherent and sobbed.

His person, the performance at this moment, even Mo Miaojialan was inferior, and he actually begged for mercy.

Guy, just now, he deeply sensed that his true spirit would be in danger of extinction in Lu Bei's hands, and it would be accompanied by that trace of true spirit.

If all of them are extinguished, even in the Western Eight Treasures Merit Pool, they will not be able to be reborn again.

But this ...... How is this possible?

"Thunderbolt. ”

Lu Bei didn't listen to the arhat noise at all, and the origin of the thunder in his palm suddenly exploded.

The joyful Arhat's face was hideous, and he let out a terrible scream, turning into ashes and falling.

Lu Bei didn't look at it, and turned to look at Yao Ke, the Yaoguang Fairy.

For a while, the immortals were in a hurry.

An Arhat, who is famous in the West, just fell?

......

West, Great Lei Yin Temple.

On the golden lotus platform, the World-Honored One sits on it.

The World-Honored One's face was peaceful, his eyes were closed, and the Buddhas and Arhats below him were all looking at him.

I don't know what kind of Zen machine this move is.

At this time, Shizun suddenly opened his eyes, his expression was obviously stunned, and he stretched out his futon-sized palm and pinched it again and again.

But he felt that the fog was shrouded in heaven, and he couldn't figure it out, and his brows were furrowed.

Holding the willow jade bottle, the Guanyin master, the white clothes fluttering, the face like a small moon, seeing that the world venerable Rulai had a difficult face, his palms were folded, and he smiled faintly: "Shizun, but is there anything wrong?"

At this time, the rest of the Buddhas turned their curious eyes to the World-Honored Buddha.

"The number of Buddha's qi suddenly repeated, I don't know what to do?" Shizun looked at the sky from afar, as if he wanted to see the heavens and the sky, and muttered: "Venerable Guanyin, you can go to Duotuo Tallinn and take a closer look." ”

At this moment, a burly head with a vajra in his hand came from a distance.

"World-honored, Mo Miao and Joy have both passed away. ”

Wei Tuoyu's eyebrows were cold, and his voice was low.

"Huh?"

Shizun was stunned for a long time, and then sighed, turned the Buddha bead in his hand, and closed his eyes again.

Fate is born and perished, as it is!

"Amitabha. ”

The faces of all the monks changed slightly, and then they all announced the Buddha horn.

For a time, the sound of the Buddha and the golden light triggered by the sound of chanting filled the entire Xitian Da Lei Yin Temple.

Master Guanyin's eyes were deep, and he bowed to the World-Honored One who closed his eyes, then flew up from the lotus platform and left with the Dharma Protector Vetha.

......

......

Above the West Sea.

Lu Bei didn't know that because of the joy of Arhat's death, Western Buddhism had already dispatched a golden immortal and a true immortal.

At this time, he looked at the ...... with a calm face Yao Ke, the Yaoguang Fairy who had already been trapped by the Thunder Prison, and not far away, the young women of the Wuji Star Palace.

It is Yao Ke's younger sister.