"Show me!"

The next moment, the middle-aged monk's figure disappeared into the courtyard and stepped into the sword formation.

The moment he stepped into the sword formation, he felt an aura in the sword field that made his soul throb. "No, why is there still a familiar aura?"

The net is lurking outside the ghost array.

Gudebai said uneasily: "Seventh Master, Eighth Master, what kind of cultivation is this monk?"

Then he panted like a cow and said: "Why do I feel a little uncontrollable about my soul when I look into the void and see his figure?"

"Is he a sinister seducer, or am I a seducer?"

Xie Bian explained: "This mysterious monk may have reached the golden immortal state where three flowers gather at the top, and may specialize in the path of the soul!"

"Doesn't that mean he has reached the status of Bodhisattva?" one of the coffin bearers said in horror.

Fan Wujiu frowned and continued: "That's right! And this person is not a pure Buddhist! There is still unsolvable hatred and evil in him..."

Hearing this, Gudebai asked in confusion: "Didn't it mean that there is a master's Heavenly Sword Seal in the world of heaven, and it is impossible for a being above the innate world to come here?"

"Why can we and others in the realm of earthly immortals appear here?" Xie Bian asked rhetorically.

Goodbye replied: "Of course, we have a treasure that covers the breath!"

"Well, that white lotus is also a treasure!" He nodded.

"Doesn't this mean that your Excellency is in danger? Should we take action to stop him? He is about to enter the sword formation..." Hearing Master Qi's explanation, Goodbye immediately lost his composure and asked eagerly.

"I can't stop this person. I still need you to deal with it yourself. After all, you are invincible in the sword formation!"

Black and White Wuchang watched the other party step into the sword formation, and said with a stern face: "Let's prepare, there will be a fierce battle, and we may have to stay here today! The moment you appear, we will cover your escape!

"

Prepare for the worst and try your best!

"That's not good! I sense someone coming in..."

Dugu Feng landed on the ground and said to Zhong Lingzi with a solemn expression:

"It's too late, he's coming!"

During the sword violence, the Wet Dream Demon Monk and others hid under the shield and struggled to withstand the sharp and deadly attack. Suddenly they sensed the aura of their master, and they were so happy that they shouted proudly: "You can't kill us! You can't kill us!"

The supreme and omnipotent master has arrived, you have no chance, hahahaha..."

Tianxiu, on the other hand, suddenly stirred and felt the throbbing in the depths of his soul.

He secretly thought: Who is coming? Why do the souls have a feeling that they are not different from each other but have the same origin!

The next second, a monk with his feet on the lotus platform appeared in the sword violence.

White lotuses scattered around him, just like white lotuses falling from the sky. The blossoming white lotuses carry their own supreme power and collide with the sword blades in the sky.

"Greetings to my Buddha! Your Majesty Amoda Buddha, your most devout servant wishes you well..." When the demon monk saw the man, he immediately knelt on the ground with an extremely humble attitude.

The Holy Mother of Bailian, Chen Ruoshui and Zeng Qiaorou, were also afraid of following closely behind, and knelt down to pray.

The monster Black Mountain Old Demon returned to the state of a female ghost and said, "Welcome to welcome you, Master!"

"Who are you? Why do you and I seem to have known each other before?" Amofu turned a blind eye to the others who were kneeling and kowtow, and went straight to Tianxiu.

Dugu Feng, an opponent on the side, wanted to do something unfavorable to the young monk. He suddenly appeared in front of Tianxiu, blocking the man's sight. He stared at Amofo with a vigilant face and shouted: "Monster! There is a young master who is resting.

Gotta hurt my friend!"

"Impossible, impossible..."

After Tianxiu saw the other party's true appearance, she stared straight at Amofo as if suffering from amnesia.

He kept mumbling in his mouth.

Amofu stared closely at Dugufeng's eyes and said with a smile: "Is this sword domain yours?"

"Yes! It belongs to me!"

"It's a pity that it is not the sword domain that I have understood. It is ultimately an external force. However, it is rare for you to put up this sword formation with your seventh-grade cultivation!" Amofo couldn't help but shook his head and commented.

He looked at the boundless sword energy and sword blades around him with the posture of an outsider, and gave instructions to the juniors.

"You are no match for me, get out of the way! I don't want to kill anyone today!"

When the middle-aged monk said the word "kill", a phantom of a sea of ​​blood flashed behind him.

Then he crossed Dugu Peak like a spring breeze and smiled at the young monk: "Little novice monk, have we met there?"

"You...you...you are Prince Alan?" Tianxiu stammered, pointing to his face in his previous life.

"Huh? Do you know me? Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, not many people in this world have known me, but I have no impression of such a weak being like you!" Prince Alan rolled up his sleeves and spoke a little.

He said thoughtfully:

"But there is no one in the world who makes me feel so familiar. Who are you?"

Seeing this, Tianxiu felt as if she was possessed by a demon, and said to herself with dull eyes: "You are Prince Alan, who is that young monk? Where am I? What am I doing?"

No one knew what he meant or why he was so obsessed.

bass!

Thousands of swords contend!

Dugu Feng asked nervously: "What did you do to him?"

"I didn't do anything! Besides, I don't even bother to use any despicable methods on you ants!" Prince Alan explained calmly.

Su'er was curious again: "His appearance should be that he has escaped into the illusion of inner demons!"

"Miss Xiu, Miss Xiu, yes! Where is Miss Xiu? Where is Miss Xiu? Where is Xiao Monk's Xiu Girl?" When Tianxiu, who was trapped in a demonic barrier, mentioned Xiu Girl, the seals in his world of consciousness suddenly roared with thunder, and the layers broke apart.

, the seal is temporarily unsealed.

boom!

The bottleneck in the late stage of practicing Qi and transforming into a god was instantly broken, and his cultivation level reached the seventh-level cultivation level in the early stage of training and returning to the void.

Dugu Feng, who was not waiting at the side, was happy for him.

In front of them, Prince Amofo Alan suddenly went berserk.

The terrifying and boundless killing energy exploded instantly. He stared at the dazed young monk with scarlet eyes and said with a stern voice: "Who are you? Why do you know Miss Xiu? Where is Miss Xiu?"

The demon monk who was lying on the ground behind him suddenly became furious when he saw his master, and the entire sword field was filled with monstrous flames.

He couldn't help but secretly rejoiced: "Yes, yes, that's it, master will kill them all, leaving no one alive! I will refine their souls into soul servants, and they will be driven by me for the rest of my life!"

In an instant, Tianxiu's eyes became clear, she raised her eyes to meet those scarlet eyes, and said calmly: "You are me, I am you!"

"The young monk is Amolan, the Crown Prince of Alan, and also Tianxiu!"

"I have always been the monk who sticks to his heart for the beautiful girl..."

Tianxiu looked at the opponent with a determined expression, not afraid of the opponent's sea of ​​blood, and stood in the sword field knowing his true intentions.

He calmly faced the prince Alan who could become a devil and a Buddha with one thought.

"Are you the kindhearted person I cut off back then?" After hearing Tianxiu's words, Prince Alan's bloody eyes stared thoughtfully at the young monk.
Chapter completed!