Nie Xianling, who was on the altar of Chongming, suddenly trembled slightly. She opened her eyes and looked at the changes in the sky in the distance with indescribable panic, as well as Zhuang Wudao, whose body was pierced by the light spear.
I had suppressed the worry and sadness for a long time, but at this moment I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the crystal tears fell in big drops like a kite with its string broken.
She knew that she was unable to help or intervene at this moment. On this altar, using Chongming Sword Wings and trying her best to use several auxiliary mystical arts to cooperate with Zhuang Wudao would be the greatest help to Zhuang Wudao.
But even so, even if she tried her best, she still couldn't make it back, couldn't help her senior brother and reverse the defeat——
Senior brother, he was defeated after all. The fourth in the world, in the end is the superior Amitabha Consciousness-only Purun Mantra, and it is indeed the top mantra in Liaoyuan Temple.
Senior brother, is he going to perish like this? That Zhenyi will never hold back. This defeat will mean losing everything, life, soul——
How is it possible? How can she sit back and watch her senior brother die? If her senior brother is gone, then what is the point of Nie Xianling's life in this world?
With her mind spinning, Nie Xianling tried her best to recall all the magic methods in her memory, thinking about the method that could save Zhuang Wudao's life. But as expected, she got nothing -
Then a wave of hatred like an angry wave emerged from his chest. Nie Xianling's eyes turned red and he looked at Zhenyi opposite.
If my senior brother dies here, then she, Nie Xianling, will do whatever it takes to save this Zhenyi and the Liaoyuan Temple from eternal disaster.
Nie Xianling was so filled with hatred that she didn't even notice that a light blue-black mass appeared on her forehead. Her soul was unstable and restless.
It was the method next to him that felt something was wrong, so he shot out a ball of cold spiritual light in time to help Nie Xianling calm down his mind.
But at this time, Shenfa's complexion was also slightly pale, and his eyes were unpredictable, which showed that his mood was also fluctuating violently.
"How can you lose with a useless thing? If you can't beat him, you can't even run away? He is really stupid and incorrigible. It's my fault that I still regard him as the pillar of the sect these years."
Cursing fiercely in his mouth, Hongfa's fists were tightly clasped. A trace of blood was overflowing from his palms.
It doesn't matter if he loses, as long as he can save his life, Li Chen Sect can retreat to the East China Sea and wait for the future. However, if this pillar who has been away from Chen for hundreds of years dies, it will be unbearable for Li Chen Sect.
If it is created, it will be difficult to get a chance to come back again in the future.
At this moment, everyone around them was silent and depressed. Even those casual cultivators had gloomy expressions.
"Amitabha's Consciousness-only Purunama Mantra is like a great monk in heaven."
Yunfa said "Hey," seemingly snorting coldly, but his words contained indescribable sadness and helplessness: "I wonder if you guys have any suitable methods to at least save the innocent soul."
He glanced at everyone for help, and he knew all the methods of the Lichen Sect. Therefore, he could only hope that the few casual cultivators present could resist the "Amitabha Consciousness Only Purun Curse".
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After just looking around, all I found was helplessness and helplessness. Not to mention that there was no such technique at all, even if it existed, who among the people present was qualified to intervene in the battle between these two people?
That level is far beyond the realm of Yuanshen. Once they leave the Ziwu Xuanyang ship, even if those two people have just one thought or a snap of their fingers, most of the people present, except for the few Sanfa, cannot resist it.
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Even the soul, in the eyes of these two people, is nothing.
"Is it impossible? It seems that the defeat is certain."
Sanfa smiled bitterly and walked to Jiefa's side. Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
"I don't know, senior brother, but there are other arrangements."
Although the Jiefang at this time is broken, at this moment, it is still the pillar and the only hope in the hearts of everyone present.
"Junior brother, you really think too highly of me."
Jiefa still had his hands on his hands, but there was also helplessness and indescribable gloominess on his face: "I thought to myself that I had calculated everything, but in the end I still lost this battle. I never thought beforehand that this person
The great monk Zheng will master this spell. In this battle, not only did I lose my luck for thousands of years, but I also almost lost the life of my most outstanding disciple—"
While speaking, his eyes were filled with meaning, focusing on the ink spirit beside him, especially the black scales on the front feet of the three-legged crow.
But even with this technique of generational death, it is still useless. If he cannot break the 'Amitabha Consciousness-only Universal Wheel Curse,' Zhuang Wudao will still be unable to save the defeat. It will be difficult even for him to escape by his own strength.
You can hide once, but you can't hide a second time.
"Brother, there is no need to blame yourself. This time, the Lichen Sect is tantamount to making an enemy of the entire Tianyi cultivation world. Such a result is unexpected."
Sanfa shook his head and did not notice the word 'dangerous' in Jiefa. In his opinion, all the plans and strategies Jiefa had before and after the battle of Shiling Buddha Cave were truly as wise as the ocean.
However, a wise woman cannot make a meal without straw, and the saddest thing for a wise man is to encounter an opponent like Zhenyi, whose strength far exceeds his own.
Absolute strength can crush everything. All strategies and calculations are ridiculous and redundant in front of this person.
"If you lose, you lose. But no matter what, I, Li Chen, cannot let Wudao die here——"
Before Sanfa's voice had finished, Master Jiefa had already spoken: "Junior brother, is the Taixu astrolabe I gave you two months ago still in your hands?"
"Taixu Astrolabe?"
After being stunned for a moment, Shenfa came to his senses: "This thing is still there, and I obey my senior brother's orders to carry it with me at all times, and I don't dare to use it casually. Just?"
It's just that this Taixu Star Chart can help people move the void. But now Zhuang Wudao is close to death under Zhenyi's spell. Even if it helps Zhuang Wudao move the void, he can't get rid of it.
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Even if I use this astrolabe, what's the use?
"No need to ask any more questions. Wu Dao has his own way to save his life. Just use this Taixu Astrolabe according to the opportunity."
Jiefa smiled, with a calm expression. Two hundred years of planning, but today, almost all the chips were lost. If he said he was not sad and sad, it would be a lie. Even if he had planned the future in advance
However, it is still not possible to save Zhuang Wudao's life, which is worrying.
But at this moment, he couldn't reveal anything. And as expected, after these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone around him became a little calmer.
"The key is timing. The opportunity is estimated to only be momentary."
"So that's it. As expected, Senior Brother Jiefa will participate in the law and will not disappoint Senior Brother."
Sanfa looked at the void ahead again, where Zhuang Wudao had been pierced by the light spear: "So, it's time for the Ziwu Xuanyang ship to evacuate -"
Then halfway through speaking, Sanfa felt something strange again. I felt my heart beating suddenly, inexplicably and without any reason.
I had just calmed down, but there was another violent heartbeat, like a drum. Then the frequency became faster and faster, thumping. The blood surged all over my body, and I heard some sounds faintly in my ears, which seemed to be human voices.
, but it also gives people the feeling of roaring beasts, which makes people’s hair stand on end.
Immediately, Sanfa realized that this was not the case for him. The dozens of people on the boat, as long as their cultivation level was far higher than the Yuan Shen realm, could sense it.
"This is?"
Sanfa tried hard to identify, but could not hear clearly. Jiefa also listened attentively, and after a while, he also said with doubts in his eyes: "Can all Mahayana Buddhas be killed?"
"This is indeed the saying - all Mahayana Buddhas can be killed. But what does this mean?"
When these words came out, Yun Lingyue's figure suddenly stopped. Like everyone else on the boat, their eyes were fixed on Zhuang Wudao again.
I saw that the thousands of weapons inserted into Zhuang Wudao's body, as well as the dazzling spears, were all spontaneously igniting without fire at this moment. Balls of blue-white flames ignited, burning the weapons condensed from these Buddhist inscriptions.
Everyone felt a burst of ecstasy in their hearts. They knew that this was clearly Zhuang Wudao, and he had found a way to break the curse. Otherwise, the spear just now should have shattered Zhuang Wudao's soul. Even if he could not save his life, at least he could.
It's a serious injury,
However, at this moment, not only was Zhuang Wudao still standing safely, but he was also breaking through those golden chains and weapons.
But at this moment, most people were paying attention to Zhuang Wudao's back. The three-foot-tall shadow of the sun-devouring blood ape had suddenly disappeared. It was replaced by a monk who was also more than three feet tall and dressed in blue and white robes.
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She looks about thirty years old, with a handsome face like a beautiful woman, a long sword hanging on her waist, fluttering clothes and elegant posture.
But in addition to this aura of coming out of the dust, there is also more ferocious murderous intent. A magnificent surging sword intention is coming from this fighting spirit, rushing in all directions.