Those Arhats were refined by him personally. He knew very well the strength of those Arhats. There were fifty of them, and each one was in the realm of a saint. Who could stop such a huge combat power?
But they never expected that they all died at once.
"Who did it?"
"Who has so much energy?"
"hateful!"
The holy monk of Lingshan was so angry that his face turned livid.
He put a lot of effort into cultivating these Arhats. First, he brought these people into the Great Leiyin Temple and converted them to Buddhism. Then he taught them how to practice martial arts and used various magical and elixirs to help them become saints quickly. Then he used secret techniques to make them saints.
They were refined into Arhats.
To this end, he spent thousands of years and painstaking efforts, and finally created an amazing army composed of Arhats.
But he never thought that they would all die today.
No one can bear the pain of so many years of hard work being wasted in an instant.
Moreover, the Holy Monk of Lingshan originally expected these Arhats to massacre the Zhou soldiers and provide him with blood to help him practice his peerless magical skills.
Now that Arhat is dead and cannot get the blood of the Zhou soldiers, he will no longer be able to practice his magical skills.
This is simply intolerable!
"No matter who dares to kill my Arhat, I will never let you go."
After the Holy Monk of Lingshan finished speaking, he formed seals with his hands, and the blood in the tent immediately disappeared without a trace.
Then, the Holy Monk of Lingshan stood up and walked towards the tent, his brows filled with murderous intent.
Outside Hulao Pass.
After Master Changmei and the others fought with King Wei for a while, they changed their strategy.
Chang Mei Zhenren and Mo Tianji teamed up to set up a large formation and trapped King Wei who had turned into an Arhat.
As for Lin Daniao, with the help of Mo Tianji, he increased his combat power fifty times and his speed fifty times, and attacked the King of Wei desperately.
After Chang Mei Zhenren and Mo Tianji completed their formation, they also joined the battle. The three of them launched a violent attack on King Wei.
However, after King Wei became an Arhat, he was physically invincible and invulnerable. Even if he was attacked by three people, he could not feel the slightest pain. In addition, since he had no soul, he attacked the three people desperately, causing the Changmei Master to suffer.
They are very passive.
"Second brother, continuing to fight like this is not an option!"
Lin DaNiao said: "I don't know what big brother is thinking. This guy is no different from a dead person. What are you still doing with him?"
Mo Tianji said: "Brother has his own reasons for doing this."
"In my opinion, it is better for us to join forces to kill King Wei." Lin Daniao said, "Otherwise, if the fight continues like this, we will all be injured. This guy is like a fighting machine."
Master Changmei said: "It's better to listen to the little bastard. King Wei is still of great use to him."
Lin DaNiao said: "If you don't even have the soul, what use can it have?"
Master Changmei said: "If you have the strength to talk nonsense, why not concentrate on dealing with King Wei."
Bang bang bang!
The sound of the collision was earth-shattering.
after awhile.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu's figure fell from the sky and appeared above King Wei's head.
"receive!"
Ye Qiu gave a light drink, and in an instant, King Wei was put into the Qiankun Bag.
The moment King Wei entered the Qiankun Bag, his arms were still waving and smashing around.
"Lao Jiu, I handed him over to you, don't kill him." Ye Qiu used his spiritual mind to send a message to Lao Jiu.
Lao Jiu glanced at King Wei and said dullly: "If you don't even have a soul, you're just a living dead. It's useless at all."
"I'm still useful, you can watch him for me." Ye Qiu said.
"No problem." After Lao Jiu finished speaking, he was about to pull King Wei into the scarlet blood coffin, but unexpectedly, a magical scene appeared.
Inside the Qiankun Bag, the mysterious egg suddenly moved and emitted bursts of golden light.
In an instant, King Wei, who had turned into an Arhat, quickly took a few steps back as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
"Buzz buzz!"
Then, the egg rolled a few more times.
King Wei retreated again, then squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands, motionless, looking at the egg with horrified eyes, as if to say: "Don't come over, don't come over..."
"Huh?" Lao Jiu exclaimed.
The scarlet blood coffin and the mysterious egg had been in the Qiankun Bag for a long time. Lao Jiu had long discovered that the egg was extraordinary, but Lao Jiu had never figured out what the egg was.
"Boy, this egg of yours is not simple!" Lao Jiu said.
Ye Qiu also noticed the scene and said: "You can keep an eye on it for me. Anyway, don't let King Wei die."
"Okay..." Lao Jiu changed his words and his voice became heavier: "Boy, you are in trouble, be careful."
Ye Qiu immediately put away his spiritual thoughts and stopped communicating with Lao Jiu.
"Boss, where did you take King Wei?" Lin Daniao asked.
"It's been put away, let's go quickly." After Ye Qiu finished speaking, he took Lin Daniao, Mo Tianji, and Changmei Zhenren back to the bronze battleship.
At this moment, a Buddha chant sounded.
"Amitabha!"
The sound is not loud, but is extremely clear. Anyone who hears this Buddha's name will feel pain in their eardrums.
Everyone quickly looked down.
I saw an old monk walking slowly towards the direction of Hulao Pass.
That is an old monk with a kind face!
His eyes were as smooth as ancient wells, and the space between his eyebrows seemed to be engraved with traces of years of wind and frost and meditation, revealing an indescribable compassion.
He was wearing a gray monk's robe, which was shabby but clean and tidy. He put his hands together with the palms facing inward, as if he held the secrets of the entire world.
His figure is tall and straight, like an ancient pine that has gone through wind and rain. Although it has been weathered, it still stands firm.
As he walked, the monk's robes fluttered gently in the wind, as if even the wind was in awe of his existence and did not dare to make mistakes.
Holy Monk of Lingshan!
Although the old monk had not announced his family name yet, everyone immediately confirmed the old monk's identity based on the demeanor he exuded.
Ye Qiu stared at the holy monk of Lingshan, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said to himself: "This old bald donkey has a kind face and a kind face. If you didn't know his origin, you would have thought that he was an eminent monk. As everyone knows, this guy
In fact, he is a monster monk who deceives his teachers and destroys his ancestors and kills people like crazy."
Master Longmei leaned close to Ye Qiu's ear and said via voice transmission: "You little brat, the aura of this old bald donkey is very evil. I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with him!"
"How about this, you block him later, and I go to bring in the reinforcements?"
Ye Qiu asked: "Are you afraid?"
"He is a strong Saint King, and I am only in the Saint realm, so I am afraid that he will not be embarrassed, right?" Master Changmei said, "Little bastard, I have an idea, let's run away together!"
"You are just Da Zhou's consort, there is no need to fight for Da Zhou."
"The Holy Monk of Lingshan is too strong, it's more important to save his life."
