"Kill!"

As soon as Wu Xin's voice fell, Luo Shixin shouted without hesitation, and strode out, he didn't think as much as others.

The dragon team members raised their spears, clamped their legs, and drove their horses to charge, like a torrent of steel.

"Array of arrows!"

Wei Peng's spiritual sense swept out, assisting the dragon team to maintain the battle formation, and increased it to a certain extent.

Above the charging dragon team, Huang Se's iron-blooded aura changed slightly, faintly turning into a giant arrow. Although it is quite vague, it greatly increases the charge and breaking of the dragon team, and it is quite unstoppable.

Under the military momentum, the Eighteen Arhat Great Array and the Fudo Ming King Great Array bore the brunt of the attack, and were obviously weakened and suppressed for several rounds.

The abbot and the masters of Puhe, their faces were anxious, avoiding it is not, not avoiding it.

They are also flesh and blood, just forming a formation, no matter how strong their comprehensive strength is, they are definitely not as good as tens of thousands of iron troops, they are still prefecture-level troops, not ordinary armies.

Powerful cavalry, even the city walls can be broken, let alone them?

If the rivers and lakes are fighting, they have twenty-one god refining masters, and the formation can be as immobile as a mountain, and they are not afraid of how many people come.

In the face of the army, they don't have this confidence, and the military power alone is enough to greatly reduce their strength!

What's more, from beginning to end, the arrow rain of the silver-armored guards has never stopped, and the support has a thousand catties, which has caused them great trouble and pressure.

The power of the formation is the result of the fusion of the power of the masters and the power of heaven and earth.

"Buddha enemy!"

Seeing that the iron cavalry was coming, the white-eyed abbot was furious, and his voice was like a loud bell, and it turned into a visible sound wave that swept out, like a roaring wind, rolling flying sand and rocks, and bombarding the dragon team, blocking the momentum.

The sound wave did not fall. The golden Buddha standing at the gate of the temple slapped out with one palm, turning into a terrifying golden giant palm of hundreds of meters, and it was like a sky crashing towards the dragon team.

King Fudo Ming, move!

"Wind Blade!"

Wu Xin's spiritual sense moved, and he used the means of the "Wind God Codex" to densely pack, and layers of wind blades like fish scales appeared. And he lifted up the bow of the other side, and stretched his bow......

"Boom, boom, boom......"

In the dense rain of arrows, the tide is as continuous as a knife and a wind blade. The iron arrows that tore through the sky on the other side blasted into the golden giant palm in unison.

The black light flashed, piercing through the giant palm, visibly shrinking and thinning.

Countless like knives and wind blades, like ants gnawing on elephants, constantly weakening, quite a drop of water through the stone.

"What a strong spiritual sense, such a strange situation! The essence is only to refine the state of mind, and it can be compared to the Danxin Great Cultivator in terms of quantity......

The white-eyed abbot and the others looked at Wu Xin in shock. Twenty-one Buddhist masters finally fought back.

For a time, various Buddhist objects such as lotus flowers, ring knives, pagodas, rulers, Bodhi seeds, and magic rods poured out.

The official ancestors of the previous siege. They have retreated, and there are very few people who can hardly shake and not retreat, and only those who are in the middle stage of refining gods and above dare to take it hard.

500 meters......

300 meters......

100 meters......

The silver-armored Wuwei Dragon Team rushed in, and the iron hooves were like thunder. Roaring like a torrent.

"Grin, grin, grin......"

The iron-blooded banner in Luo Shixin's hand danced wildly, and the air currents in the flying sand and rocks rolled like waves, turning into dragons to open the way.

The giant palm of the immovable king slapped down......

The yellow arrow shook violently. It's obviously much weaker, but it still maintains the momentum of the giant arrow and does not collapse.

If the giant arrow collapses, it is equivalent to the destruction of the army, not only will the power of the iron-blooded evil qi and the martial god military soul be greatly reduced, but it will also backfire!

"Boom ......"

fell, the dragon collapsed, Luo Shixin rushed for a moment, as if in the storm, dozens of silver-armored guards around him, people turned on their backs, and more than a dozen people were swept away by the strong air current.

Luo Shixin was just about to grit his teeth and rush, and slapped Luo Shixin with a palm, spurting blood wildly......

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The forward of the dragon team arrived, penetrated the spear, and the gold piercing stone of the Wei Ke Cave pierced down, and hit the golden spirit mountain (transformed by the Arhat Formation), and with excellent riding skills, he bypassed left and right, so that the rear army could continue to attack.

Some of the dragon team members who had no time to bypass or had nowhere to go around collided directly with people and horses, and the impact was powerful enough.

There are a lot of silver-armored guards, who jumped up from their horses, like an eagle pounced on the rabbit and slammed into the golden spirit mountain, and the war horses under the seat directly collided with it.

"Vajra Palm!"

"Luohan Fist!"

"The Knife of All Beings!"

"Magic Rod!"

"Flower fingers!"

The eighteen Arhats were boiling, and the eighteen alchemy masters were as fast as a whirlwind, changing shapes, and they were dazzlingly fast, and all kinds of powerful attacks came out one after another.

One by one, the silver-armored guards were knocked away and killed, and the horses were knocked down and killed!

Between breaths, the edge of the golden spirit mountain was dyed with a layer of blood, and the ground was stained with blood.

However, the Silver Armor Martial Guard is a prefecture-level class, and it is all in the Qi Refining Realm, so it is not so easy to kill. It is a war horse, and it is also strong and strong, whether it is flying or killing, it takes a lot of strength!

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and heroes can't stand up to many people.

Not to mention a well-trained iron rider with amazing impact!

In the midst of a continuous loud bang, the Golden Spirit Mountain shook sharply, rapidly weakening and fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From a distance, it looked like a roaring torrent of steel, constantly impacting the Golden Spirit Mountain.

"Poof......

In the middle of a dozen breaths, hundreds of silver-armored guards were killed or wounded, and the number of dead was as high as three or four hundred.

A god refining master finally couldn't bear it, couldn't help but spurt blood, and his body fell back.

"Boom ......"

The Golden Spirit Mountain collapsed, and the aftermath rippled like waves, and it flew away and blocked many Dragon Team members.

The rear dragon team continued to charge, the war horses were like waves, spears were like dragons, and iron hooves were like mountains, slamming into the camp of the monks and monks, and crushing over.

"Poof, poof, poof......"

In the continuous rain of arrows, four or five god refining masters were caught off guard, and one was hit by five arrows in a row, killing them on the spot, and the rest were also traumatized, and they rose out of the air in panic and retreated.

Six or seven god refining masters were knocked away by the Wuwei Dragon Team, and two of them were caught off guard, and they were stabbed by the silver-armored Wuwei spear, and they flew upside down for more than ten meters, one dead and one seriously injured.

"Poof......

The injured Luo Shixin, mixed in the army, the iron-blooded banner pierced the abdomen of a god refining master, and was killed by several arrows and shots in his body during the wild dance.

"Wow ......"

The black light was like electricity, piercing through the chest of a god refining master, and flew upside down for dozens of meters. Nail to the temple wall, only arrow feathers.

This is the iron arrow sent by Wu Xin!

The formation collapsed, and in a breath, the god refining masters took off to avoid the cavalry, most of them were injured, and the four of them were killed on the spot!

"Trap Finger!"

"Thunder Sword!"

"Fury of the Australopithecus!"

......

When Wu Xin took the opportunity to kill one person with an arrow, the twenty-six ancestors would not miss it, and they all took the opportunity to attack, killing nine God Refining Masters in a row and severely injuring seven.

The unfathomable strength of the white-eyed abbot. was hit by the trap ancestor "trap finger", and was slapped away by the ancient ape ancestor with a huge palm, and hit dozens of arrows in a row, blood sprayed wildly, and the ground was still alive.

"The golden body of the Buddha?or the incorruptible body of Vajra?!"

Wu Xin, Hongbo, Trap Ancestor and other people who noticed it were shocked, and their scalps were numb.

Generally speaking, those who are hit by the "trap finger" will be directly dismembered. It's like being torn apart by the power of space. The white-eyed abbot was pointed out with a blood hole, but it was not pierced, and his body was not divided.

The ancient ape ancestor is a body refiner, and the martial soul is an ancient ape. The divine power is amazing, the palm is broken, and the white-eyed abbot is hard to palm, except for spitting blood. Nothing!

As for the dozens of arrows, they obviously hit the white-eyed abbot, but none of them entered the body. You can't even see the blood, and you can't break the defense at all!

The Silver-Armored Guardian Dragons continued to charge, roaring through like a torrent, and rushed into the temple strongly......

Most of the God Refining Masters escaped with the ability to take off, and thirteen fell, leaving only eight.

The Qi refining monks in the rear were unlucky. Of the three or four hundred people, only forty or fifty people were left to retreat to the temple in disarray, and the rest all died tragically under the iron hooves!

"Kill!"

In the deafening shouts of killing, the dragon team entered the temple, the elephant team, the wolf team, the eagle team, the dream team, the Xuanjia Wuwei, etc., followed the horse into the temple without interruption, and there was a steady stream of Jurong troops in the rear!

As for the more than 10,000 qi refining powerhouses of the coalition forces of various forces, they had already entered the Puhe Temple one step earlier, and they were killed in the temple, and the smoke was everywhere!

Wu Xin followed the military flow and entered the temple under the escort of everyone.

The Trapping Ancestor and other Ancestors have already fought together with the remaining eight God Refining Masters such as the White Eyebrow Abbot in the sky, and they can't care about fighting on the ground!

As soon as you enter the temple, it is a bluestone square of tens of thousands of square meters.

It is estimated that seven or eight thousand monks are fighting bloody melee with silver-armored martial guards, Xuanjia martial guards, and coalition powerhouses, and their weapons are mainly long sticks and ring knives.

To the surprise of Wu Xin and the others, their own side did not have much upper hand, and the casualties were higher than those of Puhe Temple. This is still more than 30,000 Jurong troops have not yet entered the temple, but it is just because Wuwei is one step ahead, otherwise the casualties will be even heavier!

If you look closely, the monks in Bluestone Square are divided into many large and small groups.

Eighteen bronze arrays, twenty-four Buddha gate arrays, thirty-six chamber reincarnation arrays, seventy-two iron bucket arrays, one hundred and eight Arhat arrays, one thousand and eight Arhat arrays, novice arrays, etc., are formed in groups, each for its own array, and the big array is set for the small array.

These are all well-known formations in Buddhism, but they are only at the middle and low levels, and they are easy to recognize. The monks of Puhe Temple have played to the fullest, and the use of the formation method is much more familiar than the silver armor Wuwei, but there is no iron and blood, otherwise the Wuwei and the coalition army may be completely defeated.

"Strength, power, wealth, resources, formation...... This is Buddhism!"

So far, Wu Xin has vaguely realized why even the arrogant and conceited Wenwu Holy Emperor is so jealous of Buddhism!

I hope that Buddhism is rich in legends, the first temple in Wuyang, don't be too poor!

Otherwise, this time Wu Xinfang will lose miserably!

So far, although there have been no casualties among the Refining God Ancestors, the Silver Armor Martial Guards have already lost seven or eight hundred, and this is just the beginning!

"Kill!"

Wu Xin looked around the audience, took in the battle situation, slapped the golden lion's neck with his left hand, and shot out......

Hongbo, Du Heng, Zhang Qing, Wen Renzhong and other close cronies followed suit.

"...... Sonor"

The stick is like a dragon, the mountain and river stick is mixed with the power of ten thousand jun, and a bronze monk who is "invulnerable to knives and guns, and the skin is like bronze", and the metal sonorous sound smashes up dozens of meters high.

This bronze monk was not even beaten, and it seemed that it was really made of bronze.

However, before he landed, he was already killed, and his body was completely shattered by force!

"Wind Blade!"

The mountains and rivers danced wildly, like a wild bull raging, smashing and killing a famous monk.

Wuxin's spiritual sense swept through, running the "Wind God Codex", communicating the power of heaven and earth to condense the Dao Dao Wind Blade, like a knife sweeping in all directions, like a whirlpool of flesh and blood, unstoppable!

The second update arrives at ...... (To be continued.) )