Jingxu's eyes swept coldly towards the green scales: "Green scales, if you want to live, let people go immediately!"

"Hmph, Jingxu bald donkey, you don't scare me, my green scales are not vegetarians!" As he spoke, the green scales lifted the two monks up and glared at Jingxu angrily: "If you let us go down the mountain, I won't hurt the lives of these two monks!"

Jing Xuan frowned tightly and did not speak.

"Jingxu, I'll count to three, if you don't agree, I'll kill these two monks immediately......!" Ahh......h It hurts......"

An old monk dodged and flew over and quickly rescued the two unconscious monks.

Jingxu looked directly at Qing Scale, and said with an indifferent expression: "Qing Scale, hundreds of years ago, I set a prohibition in your mind, as long as I urge, you will have a splitting headache and lose your ability to attack. ”

"Hello, Silent Bald Donkey...... Despicable ......" Green Scales lay on the ground with his head in his hands, and roared hoarsely.

"Qing Scale, you brought all this on yourself, if you hadn't held my sect disciples hostage, I wouldn't have used this prohibition on you. Jingxu said slowly.

Lin San was stunned by the change in front of him, but soon, Lin San came back to his senses, sacrificed hundreds of demon swords to open the way, and pulled Ouyang Xue to rush outside.

"Whoosh...... Seven or eight old monks of the Transformation Stage flew over to arrest Lin San and Ouyang Xue.

Ouyang Xue raised the spirit treasure and fought with the five monks in the middle stage of the Transformation Spirit.

Lin San manipulated hundreds of demon swords to attack the other three god-transforming monks, if he fought with a god-transforming monk, Lin San might be able to hold out for a while, but against the three god-transforming monks, then Lin San would not be an opponent, and within ten moves, Lin San would be colored.

Ouyang Xue was entangled to death by five god-transforming monks, and she couldn't separate herself to rescue Lin San, seeing that Lin San was injured, Ouyang Xue was in a hurry.

"Bang!" Lin San was knocked away by a god-transforming monk.

"Lin San!" Ouyang Xue exclaimed, abandoning her opponent, and turned around and threw herself at Lin San.

The five old monks who fought with Ouyang Xue shot at the same time and hit Ouyang Xue the back.

"Poof!" Ouyang Xue spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her body slammed forward, hugging Lin San.

"Bang bang...... Several magic weapons flew from behind him, all of which hit Ouyang Xue.

Ouyang Xue's face turned pale, her body shook, and she sat on the ground with a "bang".

"Sister Ouyang, what's wrong with you!" Lin San was slightly injured because he was being guarded by Ouyang Xue, so he hugged Ouyang Xue with his backhand and asked urgently.

Ouyang Xue's face was as white as paper, and her breathing was like nothing: "Lin ...... Three...... I...... I'm afraid I can't ...... anymore Accompany you...... ......" As soon as she was halfway through her words, Ouyang Xue tilted her head and stopped moving.

"Sister Ouyang!!" Lin San shook Ouyang Xue's body vigorously: "Sister Ouyang, don't sleep, wake up, wake up......"

No matter how Lin San swayed, Ouyang Xue just didn't move and didn't react.

Lin San trembled slightly and stretched out his hand and put it under Ouyang Xue's nose, no breathing, Lin San held Ouyang Xue's wrist again, there was no pulse, Ouyang Xue was dead? Lin San helped Ouyang Xue up like crazy, stuffed a bunch of healing pills into Ouyang Xue's mouth, and then Lin San sent mana into Ouyang Xue's body......

After tossing for more than half an hour, Ouyang Xue still did not come back to life.

"No !!" Lin San hugged Ouyang Xue, roared in pain, and tears couldn't stop dripping down.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Jingxu announced a Buddha name: "Lord Lin, people can't be resurrected after death, please mourn and change ......"

"No, Sister Ouyang is not dead! Sister Ouyang will not die!" Lin San hugged Ouyang Xue and said softly: "Sister Ouyang, don't worry, I will definitely save you, I will definitely save you!" After speaking, Lin San raised his feet and was about to walk outside.

"Hulala......" Dozens of monks surrounded Lin San.

Lin San's eyes were cold: "Get out of here!" As he spoke, Lin San shook his hand and threw out dozens of thunder burst talismans, this time Lin San was really angry, and he left no room for any longer, and directly threw out all the thunder burst talismans on his body.

Dozens of thunder burst talismans flew towards the surroundings like scattered flowers of the Heavenly Maiden.

Jingxu reacted quickly, and shouted urgently: "Hurry up and disperse!

"Boom, boom, boom, ......boom" dozens of thunder explosion talismans exploded at the same time, and a devastating and terrifying aura suddenly swept all the monks at the scene.

"The light of the Buddha shines!" Jingxu shouted, shook his hand and threw out his close-fitting robe, which rose when it met the wind, and instantly became a hundred times larger, covering dozens of monks in front of him.

The other monks of the Transformation Period also sacrificed their magic weapons to protect the monks who had low cultivation.

The power of one Thunder Burst Talisman is already very large, and dozens of Thunder Burst Talismans detonate themselves at the same time, and the power generated is absolutely catastrophic.

"Poof...... Jingxu opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes flashed with extreme shock, his natal magic weapon red-clothed robe was actually destroyed.

"Poof...... ......"Several other incarnation stage monks were also traumatized.

Those disciples with low cultivation were even more killed and injured.

At this moment, a golden light suddenly flew from the sky, and a short old monk was wrapped in the golden light, only to see the old monk's hands rub and shake, and a gold leaf flew out, and a burst of Sanskrit Buddha chanting came out of the gold leaf, and the terrifying aura generated by the surrounding thunder explosion talisman was all sucked away and refined by the gold leaf.

The dwarf old monk retrieved the gold leaf and fell directly to the ground.

"Master!" Jingxu hurriedly came over to salute.

Other monks also came to pay their respects.

The short old monk Dharma name Wuxiang, is the master of Jingxu, but also the abbot of the Buddha, the cultivation has reached the middle of the catastrophe, usually live in seclusion in the back mountain to retreat, basically just ask about the Buddha's affairs, just now, the monk Wuxiang suddenly felt that the Buddha appeared a terrifying aura, and his heart was shocked, Wuxiang immediately went out to check, and found that Jingxu and others were in critical condition, and immediately sacrificed the magic weapon to dispel and refine the terrifying breath.

The face of the monk Wuxiang was extremely gloomy, and there were many monks lying in front of him, most of whom had died, and the rest of the monks were also scarred: "What the hell is going on!"

"Master Qiyu, this is all the disciple's negligence......" Jingxu simply recounted what had happened, and suddenly Jingxu woke up suddenly: "What about Lin San, Ouyang Xue, and Qing Scale!" He was patronizing and taking care of the disciples in the sect just now, and he didn't pay attention to the whereabouts of Lin San and the others at all.

"Run...... ......" A moribund monk lying on the ground stretched out his hand and pointed to the mountain gate.

Jingxu immediately ordered: "Chase! Arrest me immediately!"