The disciples understand.

The first one to move was Duanmu Sheng, who had been holding it in for a long time.

Duanmusheng raised his arm, raised the Overlord Spear, and threw it out like a javelin.

The Overlord's gun is wrapped in Gang Qi, and the tip of the gun flashes with light, piercing the sky!

A discerning person can tell with just one glance that this is a top-quality heaven-level weapon...

Even heaven-level weapons can be divided into upper and lower levels. However, the cultivation world has not made a clear distinction between weapons within the heaven-level.

For example, Yu Shangrong's Changsheng Sword cut off Zhuoping's male and female swords, making him superior and inferior.

Moreover, those who can control the heaven level are often masters of the Yuan Shen Tribulation Realm. One leaf can only be used to get started, and only those who have reached the fifth leaf can enter the palace. Strength and cultivation are also the key to the use of weapons.

so……

Duanmusheng threw the shot.

There was a sudden burst of applause.

Bang!

The Overlord Spear was filled with aura and was nailed to the marble floor three meters in front of Master Wu Nian.

Centered on the tip of the Overlord's spear, the cracks spread out... extending for more than ten meters.

at the same time.

Little Yuan'er threw out the Brahma Silk and spread out a long road like a red carpet. She stepped on the Brahma Silk and stepped in front of the nuns.

Ming Shiyin crossed his arms, feeling comfortable and natural, and came to the nearest Optimus Pillar, and stabbed the parting hook into the pillar... There was a smile in the corners of his eyes.

The spectators became interested again.

Perhaps because of the identity of the other party, the interest of the spectators was much higher than before.

What happened after Tianjianmen Luo Xingkong.

On the contrary, most people are disgusted by the way Tianjian Sect behaves... and the hypocritical appearance of the nuns from Yunzhao'an is even more annoying.

Wu Nian is confused and puzzled.

"Amitabha...Old donor, what is the purpose of this move?"

Lu Zhou was condescending, overlooking Master Wu Nian, his eyes fell on the jade whisk in her hand, and said: "Leave the jade whisk in her hand, abolish your cultivation, and then leave."

Master Wu Nian: "..."

Lu Zhou's voice was neither urgent nor slow, neither soft nor serious.

It's like talking about a trivial matter.

Perhaps because of his status, when he spoke, everyone looked at him and the surroundings were very quiet.

Even if there is no need for vitality sound transmission, it can still be sent to everyone's ears clearly.

"Old benefactor, there is no grudge between Yunzhao'an and Motian Pavilion, why are you targeting the poor nun?" Wu Nian showed an innocent look.

Lu Zhou sighed and shook his head, but instead of continuing, he said, "Jing Yan really didn't mention it to you?"

Master Wu Nian was even more confused. Her intuition told her that the owner of Motian Pavilion on the flying chariot had some kind of special relationship with her master Jing Yan.

She entered Yunzhao Temple when she was young, grew up in Yunzhao Temple, and became a disciple of Jingyan. A hundred years have passed, but she has never heard her master mention the Demonic Sky Pavilion...

"Old donor, this poor nun is confused. Please clarify." Master Wu Nian raised his hands and said.

Lu Zhou said: "Asshole."

What Lu Zhou knew naturally came from Ji Tiandao's memory.

Recalling everything that happened a hundred years ago, this memory is particularly clear.

Unfortunately, time has passed and things have changed.

"Why did the old donor curse?"

Ten nuns behind him stood up and surrounded Master Wu Nian.

While Master Wu Nian was in the middle, he was reciting strange Buddhist scriptures.

The ten nuns also raised their palms and started chanting.

Master Wu Nian bowed to Lu Zhou who was on the Chuanyun flying chariot and said: "Although I don't know the relationship between the old benefactor and my master, I have a clear conscience. If possible, please invite the old benefactor to come to Yunzhao'an to get together.

Ni is willing to discuss the truth with the old benefactor.

"Farewell."

Buzz.

A series of haloes appeared at the feet of the ten nuns.

That halo is the upgraded version of the mirror stand.

You can follow the move.

The circular green aperture is engraved with complex lines and special energy fluctuations.

This is the most commonly used and one of the most difficult to use amplification methods in Buddhism.

Eleven people were suspended.

With Wu Nian as the center, the halo of light enveloped them and rose up.

Duanmusheng snorted softly and walked through the air. The Overlord Spear on the ground was gathered up by a strong energy, buzzing and trembling.

call out!

The Overlord Spear returned to Duanmusheng's hands.

Duanmu Sheng, who had been holding back for too long, thrust straight forward and stabbed away.

"This is the third disciple of Motian Pavilion, Duanmusheng. It is said that he practices Tianyi Jue, which is extremely domineering and ferocious. When I saw him today, he is indeed worthy of his reputation."

Master Wu Nian shook his head and sighed.

The aperture lights up.

Bang!

The Overlord Gun hits the aperture... The eleven people continue to climb.

Duanmu Sheng's eyes widened in anger and he said: "The Hundred Calamities Cave is dark."

The two-leaf golden lotus Dharmakaya appeared beside him, and the two lotus leaves rotated rapidly, extremely fast, as if they were ten leaves, connected into one.

Master Wu Nian frowned slightly: "Amitabha... broken!"

The jade whisk suddenly shines brightly.

Dense raindrop-like aura fell from the circle of light.

The voices of the ten female disciples chanting scriptures became louder and louder.

This kind of Buddhist fighting style is new and rare, and it makes people frightened and dumbfounded.

Everyone looked attentively at Duanmusheng, the third disciple of Motian Pavilion.

Duanmusheng raised his Overlord Spear, bang bang bang...

Together with the dharma body, it blocked the heavy rain.

But due to the huge force, Duanmusheng had to continue falling.

When he landed, bang... his feet stepped on the marble floor, and gravel splashed out.

Extensive cracks appeared on the ground.

The spectators stepped back while continuing to look toward the sky.

"I'll do it."

Hua Yuexing raised his hand and fired a bow and arrow with Gangqi. With the flow of clouds and flowing water, a feather arrow shot out.

Bang!

The aperture blocked Huayue Xing's bow and arrow.

"And archers?"

"Motian Pavilion is really going to defy heaven!"

"Although this feather arrow cannot break the Buddhist Mirror Stand, it is a method that can only be used by masters of the Yuan Shen Tribulation Realm."

The words just fell.

Ten more feather arrows shot out.

In the sky, it looks like ten lines of golden light.

At this moment, Xiao Yuan'er and Ming Shi flew over like lightning.

The red Brahma silk is like a huge blooming rose, attracting a lot of attention.
To be continued...