The moment Ren Qinglian blocked the attack of the White Lotus Sword Array with her four-colored Xuan Armor, the middle-aged nun secretly screamed that it was not good.

As soon as his mind moved, his body had already flown up from the wooden couch.

She was still sitting cross-legged, but under her seat, there was a white lotus platform.

This is a unique vision of Cihang Jingzhai's "Great Compassion Heart Sutra" cultivated to the realm of Lotus Terrace.

Ren Qinglian has never relaxed her guard against this middle-aged nun, and when she noticed the approach of the other party, her mind moved, and three phantom bodies appeared, each holding a sword, and instantly formed a joint attack array with the Tai'a sword he was driving, surrounding the middle-aged nun in it.

"This is!" The middle-aged nun was shocked when she saw the Sword Lotus Void Array that Ren Qinglian had created in an instant.

Although he has not yet fully comprehended the subtleties in the White Lotus Sword Array, a little understanding has also given Ren Qinglian a bit of lotus charm to the sword lotus void arranged by Ren Qinglian.

This kind of charm was born from the White Lotus Sword Array, and the middle-aged nun could naturally feel it.

But this sword lotus is not nine layers, but a full thirty-six layers, which is secretly the number of Tiangang, which is Ren Qinglian's latest achievement in the comprehension of the formation path.

It's not that the more layers of the sword lotus, the better, but in the final analysis, this is a sword array, and the more layers there are, the more changes there are. It's just that the previous Void Sword Lotus, although the number of layers has been raised, it lacks a trace of the true essence of the lotus platform.

It's like the lotus flower in the mortal pond, although it looks like it's also beautiful, but compared to the legendary twelve-grade lotus platform, or even the nine-grade white lotus in the hand of the dragon girl holding the pearl, it is less wonderful.

This is the difference between immortals and mortals, and the Sword Lotus Void created by Ren Qinglian before is like a painter who has never seen a dragon to draw a dragon, no matter how meticulous the painting is, it is still in vain after all.

The middle-aged nun soon noticed this and sneered, "Your trick looks fancy!"

After speaking, with a wave of his right hand, a wisp of white energy passed through the air, cutting through the thirty-six layers of sword lotus, and went straight to Ren Qinglian.

Ren Qinglian turned a blind eye, the defense of the four-color Xuanjia was strong, and he was very confident.

With a cold snort, the Void Sword Lotus spun rapidly, condensing a water dragon and rolling towards the nun.

Far away, the nun felt a strange cold projection.

Subconsciously urged the lotus platform under the seat to fly away, and the surrounding air condensed.

Although there is no river here, Ren Qinglian's water control magic power can condense a little water vapor in this void.

Before the nun could run out of the sword lotus void, the whole person froze in mid-air, and from the ground, it seemed that a giant arm of Xuan Ice stretched out from the lotus platform, grabbing the nun in mid-air.

"Master!" Jing Chen's eyes were torn apart, and the rest of the disciples were also shocked.

"Boom!" The White Lotus Sword Formation was self-defeating, and all the remaining momentum was drowned towards Ren Qinglian.

Ren Qinglian was unmoved, the four-color Xuanjia was brilliant, and at the intersection of the place, a Taiji fish pattern of yin and yang appeared, absorbing all these sword qi.

Jingchen and the others didn't care about subduing Ren Qinglian, the demon, and they wept and slashed wildly one by one, clanging, and cut off the sword lotus and the ice chain.

The rest of the disciples jumped into the air one after another and picked up the falling humanoid ice sculpture.

"Sisi!" A burst of cold poison spread, and these disciples who were poorer in cultivation were eroded by the cold poison on it the moment they caught the ice sculpture.

A few disciples next to him who had a slightly higher cultivation level and had not been corroded by the cold poison made a decisive move and cut off the hands of these disciples.

Screams rang out, but several lives were spared.

"Poisonous!" Jingchen and the others were not overjoyed, but when they saw this terrifying scene, they all changed color and turned pale.

......

On the other side, the pig just took pity on the jade, and the nail rake was not used, patronizing and teasing the cold words.

"You thief is so unreasonable, I just want to discuss the Dharma with you, but you have no compassion, not only do you not know how to 'cut meat to feed the eagle, sacrifice yourself to feed the tiger', 'I don't go to hell, who will go to hell', and you want to kill the old pig with a sword......"

In the end, he became a monk halfway, and the few words of Buddhism that Zhu Gangguan knew were intermittent, and it was nondescript to speak, while talking, he hid, and wanted to vomit blood in that cold tone.

The movement of the middle-aged nun soon attracted the attention of Zhu Gang and the two of them.

"Tsk, although the female Bodhisattva is older, she still has charm, but it's a pity that those little girls have become crippled ...... at a young age."

Zhu Gangguan's face was embarrassed, and Han Bingyu was so anxious that he couldn't care about continuing to entangle with him, so he turned around and was about to fly over there.

It's just that although her movements are fast, Zhu Gangguan's body style is even more amazing.

With a shake of his body, he had already ghostly come to her side, clasped her veins with one hand, and pressed the other palm tightly against the back of her heart, and said with a smile: "Master, where do you want to go?"

As he spoke, the mana surged angrily, and it was like a stormy wave that swept into the eight veins of the strange meridians of the cold ice language.

At this moment, the monkey's voice came from a distance: "Idiot, what are you doing!"

But there was a lot of movement here, which led Xuanzang and his party over.

Zhu Gangguan saw Xuanzang and sneered: "Master, why are you here." "Put away your mana and let go of the cold words.

"Amitabha, good, good!" Xuanzang glared at him, and then whispered to Han Bing: "Poor monk Xuanzang, it is the ...... of the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Soil."

"Are you really a monk from Nanbu Continent to learn scriptures?" Han Bingyu didn't know much about what happened, but when he saw Xuanzang at this time, he finally began to believe Zhu Gangguan's words before.

"If it's fake, if the female layman doesn't believe it, the poor monk still has customs clearance documents here...... Xuanzang said.

Actually, the disciples of Tzuhang Jingzhai have only taken the refuge vows, which can be married and have children, and they are not bhikshunis who have received the ten precepts.

This point was also thought of by Xuanzang on the way here, after all, judging from the news of the monkey, this Cihang Jingzhai is just a martial arts sect.

However, Han Bingyu obviously had no intention of delving into the other party's name, and without waiting for Xuanzang to finish speaking, he said: "Oops!"

After speaking, he strode towards Jingchen and the others.

Ren Qinglian still relied on the void to resist the wind, suspended in mid-air, absorbing the sword qi of the nuns, Ren Qinglian's comprehension of the White Lotus Sword Array went further, the three major phantom bodies had been put away by him, but the thirty-six-layer sword lotus in the void still existed, and, with his perception, it continued to circulate and change.

However, these are not the places that everyone pays attention to, and Han Bingyu stopped Jingchen's stupid move of breaking the ice to save people in time.

"These people are ......" Jingchen discovered the existence of Xuanzang and others, and then found Zhu Gangguan who was honestly following Sha Wujing, and blurted out: "Why is this perverted pig here!"

Zhu Gang lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, for fear of being asked by Xuanzang and others about the origin of this "colored pig".

Fortunately, with the introduction of Han Bingyu, Xuanzang's eyes had long been attracted by the disciples with broken arms and the ice sculpture in front of him.

"These are all done by Ren Jushi......" Xuanzang looked suspicious, and seemed to be a little difficult to accept, Ren Qinglian was so cruel.

The monkey shouted, "Master, these are all lay people's hands, otherwise, they would have already seen the king of Hades one by one!"

"Amitabha, good, good!" Xuanzang recited the Buddha's name, looked at Ren Qinglian, who was still tinkering with the sword lotus in mid-air, and remembered the monkey's great powers, and couldn't help but say: "Wukong, can you save this female layman?"

As he spoke, he pointed to the ice sculpture.

The monkey shook his head: "She is still alive, although Lao Sun has many means, but he does not dare to guarantee that she is intact, and the bell must be tied to the bell, Ren Jushi has good thoughts, but he froze her with the power of Xuan Bing, and naturally there is a way to take back this cold ice." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the nuns who were wailing with broken arms, "It's a pity that the broken arms of these female donors can't be saved by Ren Jushi." ”

When the nuns heard this, they looked ashamed.

Jingchen only woke up from the identity of Xuanzang and the others at this time, and muttered to himself: "Impossible, impossible, how can the ancestor lie to us......"