Seeing that the mighty Arhat walked out, the Divine Emperor Jiu Xuanlan laughed and said, "I'm waiting for you!" stopped talking nonsense, and clenched his fists, it was really the bloody fighting style of the Shenlong people, but it was exactly the same as the strong Arhat. [Full text reading]

"Let's go. Liu Feixue saw that Jiu Xuanlan was facing a strong arhat, and she didn't want to delay time, so she greeted Yuanzun, and the two continued to move forward, but this time the strong arhat set up a gravity array, and suddenly felt that his whole body suddenly seemed to weigh tens of thousands of catties, and fell straight down.

"Hmph, do you still have the heart to control your broken formation?" Jiu Xuanlan snorted coldly, and had already smashed a punch into the face of the strong Arhat, smashing the huge body to the ground, and the gravity array also lost its effect in an instant.

Liu Feixue smiled at Jiu Xuanlan and rushed out with Yuan Zun.

This time, the two of them actually came to a big river, which was hundreds of zhang wide, and they couldn't see the other side with the naked eye, only the monstrous waves were surging.

The two didn't think much about it, one controlled the Xuanming Ghost Knife, and the other sat on the fire dragon agarwood chariot and flew away.

As he was flying, a huge black dragon suddenly burst out of the water, and the thunder and lightning with the thickness of the bucket opened its mouth and struck at the two of them, only to see the fire dragon under the Yuanzun seat Agarwood Rim Fire Dragon spewed out a stream of fire, and the thunder and lightning flew out.

"Youyoule, Lele, you can't help it, you can't help it, you can't help it!" The black dragon turned into a figure, and said to Liu Feixue and Yuanzun in an inexplicable tune, "The two donors should go back, the poor monk does not want to be enemies with the two, don't force each other." ”

"You're also an Arhat, report your name, don't sneak attack someone else, it's really ridiculous to play such a trick if you don't succeed. Liu Feixue shouted.

"Amitabha, the poor monk is an Arhat who crosses the river, guarding this Heilongjiang River, and the two of them are never allowed to pass, if you don't want to face each other with swords, it's better to go back quickly. That crossed the river Luohan said.

"Flying Snow City Lord, this place will be handed over to Poor Dao, you better go and find the bad luck of the next Arhat, in this way, Poor Dao and the others can also relieve some of the pressure. Yuan Zun smiled.

Liu Feixue nodded, ignoring the cross-river arhat, still stepping on the Xuanming ghost knife and flying forward, at this time, I saw dozens of huge waves rolled up among the generals, all of which smashed towards Liu Feixue, and the cross-river arhat turned into a black dragon again, roaring and spitting thunder and lightning there, trying to stop Liu Feixue.

But all this is just a moment of arrogance, I saw a white flag in Yuan Zun's hand, between the wave of the flag, everything returned to normal in an instant, the wave pillar was gone, and the thunder and lightning disappeared, which was simply amazing.

Although Liu Feixue also wanted to know what the white flag in Yuan Zun's hand was, at this time, he obviously hoped to leave the black dragon formation of the Arhat crossing the river quickly, so he didn't stay, his body turned into an afterimage, and he had already flown out.

Flew over the Heilongjiang River, and before Liu Feixue could go far, hundreds of huge war elephants suddenly rushed out from all around, these war elephants looked mighty, and all of them were very strong, and it was clear that someone was controlling them behind their backs, so that these hundreds of war elephants could be arranged into a "ground shaking mountain shaking array" to deal with Liu Feixue, which was really powerful.

Liu Feixue didn't say a word, and directly summoned countless hellish bulls from the Bull Pit Hell to fight with these hundreds of war elephants.

Even though you know how to set up a formation with hundreds of war elephants, in the face of the Hell Bull who also attacks in formation, it is obvious that you will already fall behind in a few moments.

At this time, a monk flew out of the herd, claiming to be an elephant-riding Arhat, although his tone was more arrogant than the previous Arhats, but Liu Feixue could clearly feel that his cultivation had obviously been weakened a lot, after all, now his colleagues are dealing with seven Arhats, that is to say, the strength of Bodhi Yin has been divided into seven parts, and the natural strength has decreased a lot, and it is natural that it will be suppressed by Liu Feixue, a genuine Mahayana monk in the late stage, which is also a matter of course.

The elephant riding Arhat almost failed to make the second move, and was pierced through the Mud Pill Palace by Liu Feixue's Xuanming Ghost Knife, and died on the spot, which was simply much easier than when he met the first deer riding Arhat.

got rid of the riding elephant Arhats, and those war elephants also disappeared one after another, so Liu Feixue continued to move forward, and only one of the eighteen Arhats was killed, plus the remaining six were dealt with by the Demon Emperor and others, and there were still eleven left, but in terms of strength, the next battle was not so difficult.

Because of such a dispersion, it is impossible for the Arhats to catch Liu Feixue in more than three moves, and if the rest of the people come over to help after killing their opponents, it will be even more winning.

Originally, she thought so, so Liu Feixue didn't have much worry about the next road, but who would have expected that after committing suicide and riding an elephant Arhat, she never encountered any Arhat who stood in her way, and walked alone to the Bodhi Temple in the deepest part of the Jiaye Sect's lair.

"You're here. Bodhi Yin seemed to have known that Liu Feixue would be here, so he was not nervous at all, but said with a faint smile.

"Great monk, do you recognize me?" Liu Feixue looked up and asked.

In the face of this Bodhi Yin, he could only raise his head to speak, this guy was sitting there, and he was four or five feet tall, if he didn't raise his head as an ordinary person, he wouldn't be able to see the expression on Bodhi Yin's face at all.

However, Liu Feixue, who felt very uncomfortable being looked down on, finally chose to step on the black cloud and flew into the air, holding the Xuanming Ghost Knife in his hand, and had a face-to-eye conversation with Bodhi Yin.

"Recognize, how can you not recognize it, 'Panhuang, Daozu, King Yama, you can't rest until you die', today's incident is also in response to this sentence, but the poor monk doesn't know what is going on with the king of Yama, but he knows that this king of Yama must be you. Bodhi said lightly.

"What are you talking about, great monk, why can't I understand it at all?" asked Liu Feixue puzzled.

These words were warned by the great prophet to the poor monks in vain, and you will be able to understand the thoughts, if you can't get rid of the three of you, the poor monks' words will not be easy. Bodhi said lightly.

"Prophet Nothingness?Who is that?" Liu Feixue felt that his head was about to get bigger, just this chant and Bodhi chant were enough to give him a headache, and now there was a void prophet, I really didn't understand who he had provoked, and this thing had to involve himself.

"The Prophet of Nothingness is the greatest monk of all ages, who has already been sanctified in the flesh, but his prophecy has never missed when he travels through any space and world. Bodhi Yin's opinion of this nihilistic prophet is really high.

"Well, even if the other party's prophecy makes you believe it, how do you know that the so-called Yama King will be me?" asked Liu Feixue with her hands outstretched.

"It's very simple, the poor monk's intuition is only, only the feeling you give the poor monk is exactly the same as that of the Emperor Dao Ancestor, so the poor monk can conclude that you are the so-called Yama King. Bodhi replied.

"This is really a calamity, since this is the case, let's do it quickly, the matter between us is over, and the world will be pure, lest I have nightmares when I sleep all the time, and I can't feel at ease when I cultivate." Liu Feixue felt that the battle between himself and Bodhi Yin was absolutely inevitable, so instead of delaying, it was better to fight quickly, in that case, he would be more at ease.

"Wait, don't you want to ask the poor monk what he is doing all these things now? Don't you want to know where Panhuang Daozu went?" Bodhi Yin couldn't help but say.

"If you ask, will you tell me?" asked Liu Feixue rhetorically.

"The poor monk has always been able to answer all questions, and it is not easy to kill you, so the poor monk still hopes that after listening to the affairs of Panhuang and Daozu, you can take the initiative to choose the same fate as them, so that the poor monk is easy, and you will not die. Bodhi groaned again.

"Oh, that's kind of interesting, you can hear it. Liu Feixue said lightly.

"Panhuang and Daozu both chose to leave with him after seeing the Void Prophet, and the prophet also said that if you want, you can also go to see him on the Broken Sky Ridge, and you can also choose the same path as Panhuang Daozu. Bodhi Yin explained.

"No need, I'm not interested in any kind of nihilistic prophet, what can a guy with a hidden head and tail do, at best he is just a conspirator, will I still follow him?" Liu Feixue said disdainfully.

"Really not going?"

"No need to talk nonsense, if you don't go, you won't go, unless you can catch me with your ability. Liu Feixue said impatiently.

"That's not necessary, if I want to capture you and go to the Void Prophet, it would be more convenient to kill you here. Bodhi Yin gritted his teeth, suddenly beckoned, and eighteen black breaths flew in from the outside, directly into his body, and his strength instantly improved a lot.

No need to ask, this guy has recovered the released clone, although Liu Feixue successfully defeated one of the clones, but it is useless, the clone is the clone, even if it is scattered, the power will still not be completely dispersed.

When Bodhi Yin put away all the clones, the Demon Emperor and the others also hurried over, and saw that Bodhi Yin was gearing up there, intending to fight, and they all put on a posture and prepared to help in the battle.

Liu Feixue didn't stop this, he knew that it was too difficult to defeat Bodhi Yin by himself, since there were so many helpers, wouldn't it be too stupid if he didn't use it.

"Amitabha, isn't it because of your cultivation as a donor, do you even need help from others?" Bodhi Yin was obviously a little frightened by this powerful lineup, and couldn't help but say.

"Hmph, you want to provoke me, I only know that the winner is the prince and the loser, if you lose, there will be nothing, what if you win more or less, winning is the best result. Liu Feixue snorted coldly and said categorically.

"The benefactor regards the false reasoning as the truth, which is really chilling to the poor monks, but even if you join forces, you will definitely not be the opponent of the poor monks. Bodhi Yin said coldly.

"Does your opponent seem to have the final say on you, or see the truth under your hands, I really want to be quiet, what can you do with this monk who keeps saying that kind of nihilistic prophet as a grandfather!"

(To be continued)