"You dare to break into my Tianfeng Mountain even if you have a broken arm!" Even though Saint Lord Pengniu said this, he was even more afraid of the broken arm in front of him than the previous lotus clones, Xiang Qingcheng.
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Although there are rumors that Lu Xiaotian has already advanced to Mahayana, in the past thousands of years, Lu Xiaotian has never been seen. There is not even a bit of news, and some people even speculate that Lu Xiaotian may have died under Ye Qianxun's pursuit.
Although he didn't know the specific situation of Lu Xiaotian, facing this severed arm in front of him, Peng Niu Shengjun was secretly terrified. What kind of method could he use to put so much pressure on him with just one arm?
After hearing the words of Holy Lord Pengniu, Wu Kai suddenly looked up and saw that above the void, as expected, as Holy Lord Pengniu said, there was no trace of Lu Xiaotian, only a small arm, but the sound made by this arm was clearly that of the Holy Lord.
What's going on?
"It's inconvenient for me to show up now, but one arm is enough to take care of you." Lu Xiaotian's voice sounded again on the broken arm.
"Arrogant, I want to see what the long-famous King Lu Dan is really capable of. Peng Yuan's Spirit-Destroying Formation has started!" Saint Lord Peng Niu said this, but he activated the family lineage formation without any regard for face.
"Wukai, friends from the East Dao Dao, please step back." The voice of Deputy Yuan Shen Lu Xiaotian came down loudly. To deal with these countless monsters, even the Mahayana monks will consume a lot of mana. Although the second Dantian can also be cultivated and restored on its own.
, after all, it can’t be compared to me. To deal with these monsters, there is nothing more suitable than the little fire crow.
"Yes, Saint!"
"I respectfully respect the order of King Lu Dan!" Wu Kai, Dong Yi Xiong Emperor and his entourage, as well as some of the rescued prisoners, all raised their hands to the severed arm in the void.
Rumble... Around the broken arm, twelve pillars of mysterious fire rose up from the sky and the ground one after another, and the Yangyang Fire Spirit flapped its wings and flew out, circling around the face in the void.
The little fire crow who was playing with the little white dog chasing the spirit in the Yehuo Wilderness suddenly froze. His dark eyes looked into the void in surprise, and then he croaked in excitement.
"Woof woof..." The little white dog chasing the spirit also felt the familiar aura, and the boundary-breaking insect poked its head out from the white dog's hair.
"Quack..." On the side of Tianfeng Mountain Range, in the scorching sun, the Golden Crow reappeared!
"Golden Crow in the Sun!"
Under the scorching sun, flames were like rain, and the broken arm only brought flying needles of mysterious fire. After more than eight hundred years, Lu Xiaotian's practice of formless mysterious fire has reached the pinnacle level. Even if the fire cloud monster reappears, in "The Big Sea"
The understanding of "Fire Sutra" may not be as good as Lu Xiaotian's.
The formless mysterious fire of the Mahayana, which combines the two fire sutras, is also a great supernatural power.
Under the rain of fire, the demon tribe was left in a state of death and injury.
"Boom! Boom!" At this time, deep in the wind of Tianshan Mountain, there was the sound of war drums beating thunder, and the huge sound waves formed by the war drums were like thousands of monster bulls rushing towards the broken arms in the void.
The broken arm stretched out a finger, and the raging sea of fire rushed towards the huge sonic needle.
Rumble, the violent collision splashed into the sky waves of fire, the formless black fire passed through, the vegetation was burned, the rocks turned into magma, and the sky was filled with fire rain.
Buzz... Many of the bull demons beating the giant drums with their heads were shocked to the point of bleeding from their orifices, and those with weaker cultivation levels were directly shocked to death on the spot.
"Peng Niu, you are also a demon cultivator in the Mahayana realm. Why don't you stand up and fight me openly and openly? It would be too much for me to let some low-level men come to die." Lu Xiaotian's voice shook with the sea of fire. It was Dongyi Xiong Emperor,
Wu Kai and his group of rescued prisoners also retreated in horror, fearing that they would be affected by the fighting skills of this Mahayana monk.
"Lu Xiaotian!" Holy Lord Pengniu was so angry that he was itching his teeth. He was indeed a little intimidated by Lu Xiaotian's aura of taking the lead. After all, the opponent only had an arm with such power. What would it be like if he came in person?
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But as a monster in the Mahayana realm, Holy Monarch Pengniu also has his own majesty. How can he allow Lu Xiaotian to be so provocative? At that moment, Holy Monarch Pengniu took out a giant fan with a flying cow pattern, stretched out his hand and waved it, a hurricane suddenly rose between heaven and earth, and the roaring wind
The direct blow caused the waves of fire to surge, and the momentum of the formless mysterious fire that was spreading crazily forward was restrained. The threat to the Pengniu Saint Monarch was reduced. It was just that the fire took advantage of the wind, and the wind helped the fire grow. The sea of fire stimulated by this strong wind became even more intense.
Showing madness is no less than a greater disaster for other monsters in Tianfeng Mountain.
A large number of monsters under his command perished in the sea of fire, and for Saint Lord Pengniu, he also felt that his face was shameless.
The giant fan of Peng Niu Saint Lord waved again, and the strong wind that was strong enough to crack the rocks appeared into a multi-horned running bull hundreds of feet high, heading straight for the arm in the void.
The sound of the bull running through the air was so loud that it made the Dongyi Xiong Emperor and his ilk feel sick, thinking that some of the prisoners with low cultivation levels or the monsters under the command of the Pengniu Saint Group in Tianfeng Mountain were directly knocked unconscious by the shock.
The arm in the void did not avoid it, but pressed it forward from a distance. The flames rising in the sea of fire formed a giant flaming hand, which directly hit the head of the giant bull. Boom, the sea of fire rolled. The giant bull and the flame giant
The hand was in a stalemate for a while, and finally let out a cry and collapsed.
With a move of the arm controlled by Lu Xiaotian's deputy soul, the twelve mysterious fire pillars turned into flying needles again, and the twelve flying needles intertwined towards the Dapeng Niu Saint Lord. The mysterious fire flying needles moved so fast that to the naked eye they looked like twelve
A huge cage made of green lines of fire.
A green aura appeared behind Saint Lord Pengniu, and in the azure aura, several cyan scimitars emerged.
Ding ding ding, the intertwined black fire flying needles collided with those cyan scimitars frequently, and the sharp clashing sounds were extremely harsh.
The intertwined black fire flying needles formed a formation of their own. Seeing that the blue scimitar could not resist it, the Peng Niu Holy Lord was shocked. He opened his mouth again and spat out, and a nine-orificed light ball flew out, with a stick sticking out from each orifice.
The long green whip rolled towards the severed arm in the void.
Lu Xiaotian's deputy soul controlled the severed arm and raised his hand upwards. At this time, the entire sea of fire seemed to pour into the void and roar towards the palm of his hand.
In an instant, the intruding sea of fire formed a huge Buddha seal, and the seemingly inconspicuous arm in the void turned its palms down.
Even if you slap it directly on the Nine-Aperture Pearl, let the blue long whip whip it, and the flames will shoot out, it will not be able to stop the Buddha's seal.
The Peng Niu Holy Lord took a breath of cold air, his majestic monster body surged, and he used his hands to block the huge Buddha seal.
The entire void turned into two surging and violent forces, the formless mysterious fire and the powerful wind of heaven and earth.
The strong body of the Pengniu Saint was forced back by the severed arms in the void, and several mountain peaks were knocked down with loud noises.
"Lu Xiaotian, your methods are indeed powerful, but it is just wishful thinking to defeat me completely." Saint Lord Peng Niu burst out from under the collapsed rocks, causing countless rocks to fly.
"A monster dares to claim to be a saint. I haven't arrived yet, so it's really not easy to kill you, but it's not a big deal to beat you to a disgrace. I'll collect some interest for now, and when I reunite with Wuming, I'll kill you later!" Lu Xiaotian