Abbot Huijue nodded and said: "Don't worry, I have sense." When he finished speaking, he said loudly: "Where are the four Vajras?" As he finished speaking, he saw four middle-aged monks with bare upper bodies and golden skin.
He flew down and surrounded Leng Xuan in the middle, while Abbot Huijue sat cross-legged, clasped his hands, and muttered words. In an instant, a faint golden light fell from the sky and enveloped Leng Xuan.
In that golden light, Leng Xuan's face suddenly flashed with a look of pain. He let out a low roar, and blood emerged from his body to resist the invasion of that golden light. Then, he stretched out his figure and held his sword towards the four
The monk stabbed. However, when the tip of the sword pierced the opponent's body, there was only a crisp sound, and the opponent actually resisted the Xuanyang Sword's attack with his physical body. Leng Xuan turned his waist when he saw this.
, Xuanyang Sword once again attacked the monk behind him. However, no matter how fierce his attack was, he could not break through the opponent's defense. The bodies of the four monks were like a solid stone, unbreakable. At this moment, abbot Huijue accompanied the
As he chanted, the golden light in mid-air became more and more intense, gradually covering Leng Xuan's body. At the same time, the four monks sat cross-legged beside Leng Xuan, chanting the Purifying Mantra in a low voice.
In an instant, Leng Xuan's painful low roars could be heard from time to time in the golden light. When Ling Xuejiu, who was standing nearby and watching, saw this, her face was full of worry. She looked at Jiu Mu beside her and asked: "Eight
Elder, will he be okay?" Jiu Mu nodded and said, "Don't worry, saint, the abbot is just suppressing the demonic nature in his body and will not hurt his life."
However, at this moment, billowing clouds suddenly appeared in the sky overhead. The clouds were also mixed with blood-red light, which looked extremely strange.
Ling Xuejiu was slightly surprised and asked, "What's going on?"
Jiumu frowned and stared at the sky, shook his head and said, "I have never seen such a situation before." As soon as he finished speaking, the blood-colored clouds in the sky began to slowly rotate, gradually forming a huge vortex.
After the vortex was formed, a dazzling blood-red light suddenly fell from the sky and fell directly into the golden light.
In the blink of an eye, the rich golden light was replaced by blood light. Seeing this, Abbot Huijue, who had his eyes slightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, get away quickly!" After that,
He moved his hands and quickly formed a seal. Not long after, a golden rosette flew out of his body and hovered in the air. Then, under the control of Abbot Huijue, the golden rosette rose into the sky, throwing the blood-red
The light was resisted. However, the golden rosette only resisted for a moment before it exploded with a bang, and the dazzling bloody light fell on Leng Xuan again.
The rosette was broken, and Abbot Huijue, who was connected to it mentally, opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, and his face turned pale. He stood up and said in a deep voice: "Quickly retreat!" After hearing his order, the four
The monk immediately retreated from Leng Xuan's side into the crowd.
Seeing Abbot Huijue return, Ling Xuejiu couldn't wait to ask: "Abbott, how is Leng Xuan?" Abbot Huijue shook his head and said solemnly: "I underestimated Donor Leng. The demonic nature in his body is too strong.
It cannot be suppressed. Moreover, the more suppressed it is, the stronger the demonic nature becomes. Now he has begun to undergo a cicada transformation."