Ding Xiaoyi's body swayed and he staggered into the Arhat Hall, and a burning pain shot through his back.
The aftermath of the lizard-like demon struck his back, causing him to grimace in pain. This alien cultivator is too fierce.
When he appeared in the Arhat Hall, the stream of light surged up. A big battle broke out in the Luohan Palace. Several Shangzhou cultivators holding weapons were caught in a melee with two strange cultivators.
But Ding Xiaoyi's appearance did not attract their attention. Those were two cultivators whose demonic aura lingered.
They had three heads and six arms all over their bodies. The two cultivators waved their huge fists and started a fierce battle with this group of Shangzhou cultivators.
And these alien cultivators are extremely powerful in combat, with demonic energy and demonic light rising up in layers. They blocked this group of Shangzhou practitioners like two mountains.
But these practitioners were helpless against these two strange cultivators. They released their own cultivation, and the billowing light and weapons surged out like frost and cold energy and enveloped the two three-headed and six-armed cultivators.
"Boom, boom, boom", a violent explosion sounded. The Arhat Hall couldn't help but shake several times, and the violent energy shattered the entire Arhat Hall into pieces.
After a moment of tremors, the Luohan Hall turned into ashes. And everyone rushed out of the Luohan Hall, which was about to turn into powder.
Their figures appeared in front of a large Buddhist temple. Ding Xiaoyi walked through this group of practitioners who were fighting fiercely, as if he were taking a leisurely stroll.
He ignored the two sides in the fierce battle and walked towards the huge Buddhist temple. The Luohan Hall turned into nothingness, and the huge Buddhist hall appeared in front of them.
I saw the holy Buddha light emitting from the Buddhist temple. Ding Xiaoyi's figure flashed and he wanted to step into the Buddhist temple.
But one person stopped him. Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look and found that this person was a worshiper of the Bai family named Uncle Jing.
It is precisely because of this that he wants to steal Ding Xiaoyi's sword. Ding Xiaoyi was slightly startled. Uncle Jing, the worshiper of the Bai family, just looked at him coldly.
"Can you please give me some permission?" Ding Xiaoyi showed a bright smile on his face, and he said politely to the worshiper of the Bai family, but the worshiper of the Bai family had a sarcastic look on his face, and he saw that the worshiper of the Bai family had a hand in his hand. The long sword was suddenly in his hand.
"Young man, you are not allowed to come here. You'd better retreat quickly, otherwise your life will be at risk." The Bai family priest scolded Ding Xiaoyi in a tone that could not be questioned, but Ding Xiaoyi raised his eyes.
Although he showed a level of cultivation at the level of a ninth-grade grandmaster, the other party should not treat him as a soft persimmon.
Obviously, people from the Bai family have entered this huge Buddhist temple, and the lamp oil for the Buddhist lamp should be in this huge Buddhist temple.
Because he had already felt the trembling sound coming from the Buddha lamp in the Qiankun bag. He almost flew out of his Qiankun Bag uncontrollably.
Ding Xiaoyi, on the other hand, kept comforting the Buddha lamp. If the Buddha lamp was exposed, he would be doomed.
"Senior, I just went in to take a look. Nothing will happen." Ding Xiaoyi said politely to the Bai family member.
But the Bai family priest's eyes narrowed, and the majestic aura surrounding him enveloped Ding Xiaoyi. The pressure of super-grade destiny shrouded Ding Xiaoyi like invisible mountains.
But Ding Xiaoyi trembled slightly, and the powerful sword roared into the air. The force of the sword was like breaking bamboo, wiping out the pressure of the Bai family's worshipers.
Ding Xiaoyi, on the other hand, looked calm and calm as he quietly looked at the offerings from the Bai family.
"You...", the face of the Bai family priest changed. He never thought that Ding Xiaoyi was also a sword cultivator, and a sword cultivator with extremely powerful sword intent.
"Boom..." At this time, a violent energy blasted towards the direction where Ding Xiaoyi and the Bai family worshiped.
That violent energy contained the power of destroying the heaven and the earth. Feeling the powerful energy that could destroy the heaven and earth, the expression of the worshiper of the Bai family couldn't help but change.
But Ding Xiaoyi was as motionless as a rock in the huge waves, and the sword intent around him surged like huge waves.
The layers of huge waves turned into roaring momentum and cut away at the incoming energy. The sword intent crushed the energy of Hongye and turned it into nothingness.
But the worshiper of the Bai family shrank his pupils slightly, and saw that the young boy in common clothes wiped out the powerful energy with a wave of his hand.
And he didn't feel any breath released from the clothed boy's body. Only the majestic sword intent rushed towards the incoming energy like a huge wave lifting the sky.
And the energy that hit him turned into nothingness in mid-air. Such a method made him fearful.
"Senior, can I go in?" Ding Xiaoyi still had that bright smile on his face, and his warm breath was like a spring breeze.
The Bai family minister looked at this harmless boy in cloth, but he struggled for a few breaths in his heart, and finally he turned his body to one side.
Ding Xiaoyi calmly stepped into the huge Buddhist temple. As soon as he entered the Buddhist temple, a sharp blade energy roared towards him, and when Ding Xiaoyi focused his fingers, a dazzling sword light burst out.
The sharp sword energy condensed on the fingertips, and the sword energy turned into a dazzling sword light and stabbed towards the sharp blade.
There was a crisp sound of "dang", and a figure staggered back. It was a major cultivator from the Shangzhou family. The sword in his hand was flashing, but his face was extremely solemn.
There was a fearful look in his eyes. He glanced at Ding Xiaoyi coldly, then picked up the knife and left.
Ding Xiaoyi slowly walked into the huge Buddhist temple. I saw countless Buddha statues in this Buddhist temple. Each Buddha statue has a different expression. Some have angry eyes and hateful eyes, some have kind eyebrows and kind eyes, some have innocent smiles on their faces, and some have their eyes closed in meditation. There are all kinds of Buddha statues with various expressions.
With a "boom", another loud noise was heard, and a burst of flying sand and rocks rose up. Several Buddha statues exploded, and the surging energy swept down these Buddha statues standing in the Buddhist hall.
A Buddha statue with an angry look like a diamond fell on Ding Xiaoyi's head. He turned around, raised his palm and patted it gently, and the Buddha statue instantly turned into a ball of powder.
At this time, a burst of energy like a storm swept across. The Buddha statues in the Buddhist hall fell down one after another, and the Buddha statues that fell to the ground exploded.
Ding Xiaoyi swayed and avoided those Buddha statues that were lying on their backs. I don’t know what kind of material these Buddha statues are made of, so they are so vulnerable.
All the Buddha statues fell down and broke into pieces. Looking at these broken Buddha statues, Ding Xiaoyi felt inexplicably dazed.
"Zheng..." Just when Ding Xiaoyi was in a daze, a high-pitched sword chant came into his ears.
He stared and saw a slender figure confronting a burly figure. It's them, Ding Xiaoyi's expression condensed.
He saw Bai Shaoheng holding a long sword and confronting the burly figure of the alien cultivator. The long sword in Bai Shaoheng's hand stirred up frost-like sword energy, but the burly figure was using his bare hands.
There were also several cultivators from Shangzhou standing around, as well as several different cultivators. Ding Xiaoyi walked forward slowly, stepping on the broken Buddha statue.
This Buddhist temple is very large, and as far as the eye can see, there are Buddha statues that have fallen and broken into countless pieces. Ding Xiaoyi ignored this group of people confronting each other and passed by a foreign cultivator.
But the foreign cultivator stirred up strong energy in his hands and slapped Ding Xiaoyi hard all over.
Feeling a majestic energy coming from him, Ding Xiaoyi retreated. He raised his fingers and turned into several sword rays, stabbing towards the alien cultivator, but the alien cultivator's expression changed slightly.
"Boy, stop." Ding Xiaoyi raised his fingers and condensed his sword energy to wipe out all the energy stirred up by the alien cultivator.
But the alien cultivator's expression changed slightly and he scolded Ding Xiaoyi.
"Is something wrong?" Ding Xiaoyi asked the foreign cultivator calmly. But the foreign cultivator had a look of anger on his face.
He waved his arm and saw billowing demonic energy rising up.
"If I tell you to stop, you should stop for me." The cultivator shouted loudly, and his loud shout attracted everyone's sideways glances.
Everyone found out that Ding Xiaoyi was just an ordinary boy in civilian clothes, and they no longer had any interest in him.
Bai Shaoheng's eyes flickered, and he looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly. And his eyes fell on the long sword wrapped in coarse cloth behind Ding Xiaoyi.
"Boy, stop," Bai Shaoheng yelled. He looked at Ding Xiaoyi coldly, with a blazing light shining in his cold eyes.
The other Shangzhou practitioners looked at the commoner boy with great interest.
