"Senior brother!"

Nie Xianling on the altar of Chongming suddenly trembled slightly. opened his eyes, his eyes were panicked and indescribable, looking at the changes in the sky in the distance, as well as Zhuang Wudao's body that had been pierced by the light spear.

I have suppressed my worries and sorrows for a long time, and finally I can't bear it anymore at this moment, the crystal tears, like a kite with a broken string, fall big drops,

She knew that at this moment, she was powerless to help, and she couldn't intervene. On this altar, casting the sword wings of Chongming, trying his best to use a few auxiliary mystical arts, and cooperating with Zhuang Wudao, is the greatest help to Zhuang Wudao.

But even so, even if she has done her best, she still can't recover, can't help her brother, and reverse the defeat-

Senior brother, he was defeated after all. The fourth in the world, in the end, it is stronger! Amitabha's only knowledge of the Pulun mantra is indeed worthy of being the top mantra of Liaoyuan Temple.

Senior brother, is he going to fall like this? That Zhenyi will never leave his hand. This defeat will be the loss of all one, the life of the primordial god-

How could she sit back and watch her senior brother die? If her senior brother was no longer there, then what was the point of her Nie Xianling living in this world.

With his mind racing, Nie Xianling tried his best to recall the various Dafa in his memory, thinking about the methods that could save Zhuang Wudao's life. But as expected, nothing was gained.

Then there was a wave of hatred like an angry wave, which surged from his chest, and Nie Xianling's eyes turned red, and he looked at the place where Zhenyi was on the opposite side!

If the senior brother dies here, then she Nie Xianling will definitely not hesitate to do anything. It is also necessary to make this chastity one, so that the Liaoyuan Temple, will never recover!

With so much hatred in his heart, Nie Xianling didn't even notice that in front of his forehead, a pale blue-black cloud appeared. The spirit is unstable and turbulent.

It was still the ginseng method next to it, it didn't feel right, and a cold aura was played out in time to help Nie Xianling forcibly calm down.

It's just that at this time, the complexion of the Fa is also slightly pale, and the eyes are unpredictable, which shows that there are also violent fluctuations in the mind.

"How can you lose useless things? If you can't beat him, you won't even be able to escape? It's really stupid and incorrigible! Thanks to the old man all these years, he still regards him as a pillar of the sect!"

Cursing fiercely in his mouth, the macro * law fists were tightly locked. A trail of blood was spilling from his palm.

It doesn't matter if you lose, as long as you can save your life, you can retreat to the East China Sea and wait for the future. However, if this pillar who had been away from the dust for hundreds of years died, it would be an unbearable creation for the Leaving Dust Sect, and it would be difficult to have a chance to rise again in the future.

At this moment, everyone around was silent and depressed. Even those scattered cultivators had gloomy expressions.

"Amitabha only knows the Pulun mantra, what a great monk!"

Yunfa's 'hey' sound, it seemed to be snorting coldly, but there was indescribable pathos and helplessness in his words: "I don't know you, there is a suitable method, at least to save the Daoless Yuan Shen." ”

Those who look for help, sweep towards everyone, and leave the methods of all the people in the Dust Sect, he can know everything. Therefore, I can only hope that the few scattered cultivation gods present can have the technique to fight against the 'Amitabha Purun Mantra'0,

Just after looking around, what I gained was only impatience and helplessness. Not to mention that there is no such technique at all, even if there is, who among the people present can be qualified to meddle in the battle between these two?

It was far beyond the level of the Yuan Shen Realm, and once they left the Meridian Xuanyang Ship, those two people would have even one idea and one snap of their fingers. Most of the people present, except for a few of them, couldn't resist it.

Even the Yuan Shen, in the eyes of these two people, is nothing if he is afraid.

"Can't it? Looks like defeat is a foregone conclusion!"

Sanfa smiled bitterly and walked to the side of Jiefa. It also made everyone's eyes converge.

"I don't know senior brother, but are there any other arrangements?"

At this time, the festival law is broken. However, at this moment, it is still the pillar in the hearts of everyone present, the only hope.

"Senior brother, you really think too highly of me!"

Jiefa still held his hand, but there was also helplessness on his face, and he was indescribably gloomy: "I asked myself if I had calculated a qiē, but I still lost this battle." I never thought beforehand that this great monk would cultivate this spell. In this battle, not only did I lose thousands of years of luck from the dust, but I also almost took the lives of my most outstanding disciples—"

As he spoke, his eyes were full of meaning, staring at the ink spirit on his side, especially the three-legged crow, the black scale on his forefoot.

But even if there is this generation of death art, it is still useless. If you can't break this 'Amitabha Wisdom Pulun Mantra', Zhuang Wudao still can't save the defeat, and even if you want to escape on your own, it will be difficult.

I can hide once, but I can't hide a second time.

"Senior brother doesn't need to blame himself, this time from the Dust Sect is tantamount to being an enemy of the entire Tianyi Cultivation Realm. Such a result is unexpected. ”

Sanfa shook his head, not noticing the word 'nearly' in verse. In his opinion, before and after the battle of the Stone Spirit Buddha Grotto, all the strategies of the festival law can be called wisdom like the abyss.

However, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and the saddest thing for a wise man is to meet a person like Zhenyi, whose strength far exceeds that of his opponent.

Absolute strength, can crush all, a qiē strategy, a qiē calculation, in front of this person, are ridiculously redundant,

"If you lose, you lose, but no matter what, I can't let Wudao die here-"

Before the voice of the three laws fell, the real person of the festival law had already spoken: "Senior brother, the Taixu astrolabe I handed over to you two months ago, but it is still in your hands?"

"The Void Astrolabe?"

After a while, he already reacted: "This thing is still there, I must obey the orders of my senior brother, carry it with me at all times, and I dare not use it at will." Just?"

It's just that this 'too void astrolabe' has the ability to help people move the void. But the current Zhuang Wudao, under the spell of Zhenyi, is close to death. Even if he helps Zhuang Wudao to move the void, he can't get rid of it.

Even if you use this astrolabe, what is the use?

"Don't ask, Wudao has his own way to save his life, you just need to use this Void Astrolabe when you have the opportunity. ”

Jiefa smiled, and his expression was calm. 200 years of planning, but today, almost all the chips have been lost. He said in his heart that if he was not sad, it must be false. Even if the back hand was arranged in advance, it may not be able to save Zhuang Wudao's life, which is worrying.

But at this moment, it can't be revealed. And sure enough, after this sentence was spoken, the expressions of everyone around him calmed down a little.

"It's all about timing, and the opportunity is only a moment. ”

"I see, I really deserve to be the senior brother of the festival! ”

Sanfa looked at the void in front of him again, Zhuang Wudao, who had been pierced by the spear of light: "In this way, it should be time for this Meridian Xuanyang Ship to evacuate—"

Then, halfway through the conversation, the three methods felt different again. I felt my heart pounding violently, inexplicably and for no reason.

It had just calmed down, but there was a violent heartbeat, like a drum. Then the frequency became faster and faster, and it made a 'knock' sound. The blood surging all over the body, and the ears were even more faint, and I heard some sounds, which seemed to be human voices, but they gave people the feeling of a fierce beast roaring, which made people creepy.

Immediately, the three methods realized that this was not their case. These dozens of people on the ship, as long as they are cultivators, far higher than those in the Yuan Shen Realm, can sense it.

"What is this?"

The three methods tried to identify, but they could not hear clearly. Jiefa also listened attentively, and after a while, he also said with doubts in his eyes: "The Buddhas of Mahayana can be killed?"

"It's really this sentence -- the Mahayana Buddhas can be killed! But what does this mean?"

When this sentence came out, Yun Lingyue's figure suddenly stopped. Like the others on the ship, Zhuang Wudao was fixed on him.

I saw that the thousands of blades inserted in Zhuang Wudao's body, as well as the dazzling light spear, were all spontaneously combusted without fire at this moment. Clusters of blue and white flames ignited, scorching the blades condensed by these Buddhist texts.

In everyone's hearts, there was a burst of ecstasy. Knowing that this is clearly Zhuang Wudao, he has found the art of breaking the curse. Otherwise, Fang Cai's spear should have smashed Zhuang Wudao's primordial spirit. Even if it can't save his life, at least it's a serious injury,

However, at this moment, not only Zhuang Wudao can still stand safely, but he is also cracking those golden ring chains and blades.

However, at this moment, most people were paying attention to Zhuang Wudao's back. The three-zhang tall Sun-Swallowing Blood Ape Phantom had disappeared at this moment. Instead, there was an image of a monk who was also more than three feet tall and dressed in a blue and white robe.

She was thirty years old, handsome and graceful, with a long sword hanging from her waist and fluttering clothes. Elegant.

But in addition to this dusty aura, it is more of a ferocious and murderous machine, and a magnificent and vast surging sword intent is coming from this battle spirit, rushing in all directions!