Even if a powerful person like the Monk of the Buddha is dead, his aura and remaining fighting instincts are enough to suppress Lu Xiaotian, a newly promoted middle-stage Jindan monk, with difficulty, which shows how terrifying he is. The cassock on the Buddhist monk's body was not easy to see. There was a faint flow of spiritual light. Even after being burned by the Brahma spiritual fire for thousands of years, it was still not destroyed. However, there were a few words on it. There were tatters and neat cuts made by the sword energy. It looks like it was left over from the battle with Master Piaomiao. I don’t know how strong Venerable Piaomiao was at that time. Lu Xiaotian felt a little fascinated.
The face of the Buddhist monk looks just like an ordinary person except that it is a bit dry. However, no one would regard such a domineering and stern person as an ordinary guy. The only thing that makes people confused is the hollow eyes of the Buddhist monk. There is no trace of vitality. It seems that just as Luo Zhongting said, the soul of the Buddhist monk has been destroyed, and what is left is just a walking corpse.
Just when he was glanced at by those empty eyes, Lu Xiaotian still felt like his heart was beating with fear.
The Buddhist monk slapped the edge of the stone pool with one hand, and his whole body suddenly flew up into the air. He looked up to the sky and roared. A wave of extreme resentment was like a huge wave in the sea. Lu Xiaotian could feel the hatred Monk Futu had for Venerable Piaomiao from this resentment.
As if he felt Lu Xiaotian's covetousness, the Buddhist monk's empty eyes glanced condescendingly at Lu Xiaotian, and he stretched out his hand to pat Lu Xiaotian.
Lu Xiaotian's heart suddenly jumped into his throat. Facing such a powerful enemy, he didn't even have the strength to resist.
"It looks like the Monk of the Buddha is about to take action. Is there any way?" Lu Xiaotian felt this helpless feeling for the first time. He gritted his teeth and asked Luo Zhongting. Even if he was as strong as the Monk of the Buddha, Lu Xiaotian would never give up. hope of life.
"What can we do? The worst we can do is die together." Luo Zhongting smiled bitterly. He did not expect that even if he no longer had his soul, the Buddhist monk's remaining fighting instinct could still feel the two of them peeking at him.
asshole! Lu Xiaotian cursed secretly, but did not regret it. Lu Xiaotian straightened his back and stood tall in front of the pagoda monk who was about to slap him down, "Come on, let me meet Chaoyuan again before I die. Nascent Soul Later Overhaul If you can die at the hands of a cultivator who is close to the God Transformation using such methods, your life will not be in vain!"
"Why are you still provoking him at this time? You really don't want to live or die!" Luo Zhongting said with some anger.
"The pagoda monk has already taken action. Does it make any difference whether he provokes him or not?" Lu Xiaotian chuckled. When the matter came to an end, he felt more calm than before.
Luo Zhongting's tone was stagnant, and he said with great dejection, "That's all, it seems that when things come to pass, I might as well be as calm as you. If you can live longer, your future is limitless, which would be a pity."
For the first time, Luo Zhongting's tone contained some respect for Lu Xiaotian, even though Lu Xiaotian had shown himself to be thoughtful and calm in the face of trouble. It can only show that Lu Xiaotian is extremely inferior, and such an opponent will make people feel fearful. But the deeper the city, the stronger the control over things. Once faced with a situation out of control, they will either be more panicked than ordinary people, or they will explode more hysterically. Luo Zhongting has seen many people like this, but when Lu Xiaotian faced the invincible physical body of the Buddhist monk, he showed a kind of freedom and ease. Let Luo Zhongting see that under Lu Xiaotian's scheming and calculation, he is actually a little more sunny and free than the ordinary monks who are full of murderousness and ruthlessness. Too many people lose themselves in killings and calculations, but they often forget their original heart.
Lu Xiaotian didn't think so much at this time. In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks he thought about, they were just floating clouds. At least when facing the palm shot by the Buddhist monk, Lu Xiaotian felt that all his vitality had been cut off by the huge palm shadow. Even if it is a puppet, it can only delay the huge palm shadow for a moment. After that moment, he, who does not even have the ability to escape, is still dead.
boom! What caused the loud noise was not the shadow of the palm taken by the pagoda monk, but the tremor of the entire enclosed small space. There was a slightly elegant aura, but within the elegance there was a peerless sharpness that seemed to come through time and space.
The slap of the palms of the Buddhist monk stopped abruptly, and he raised his head and roared. What was replaced was not the cold and ruthless attitude he had faced Lu Xiaotian and Luo Zhongting before, but a monstrous anger.
Before Lu Xiaotian could understand what was going on, the Buddhist monk had already punched Tianjuan several times, and suddenly the sky collapsed, and the entire space supported by huge restrictions and spiritual objects suddenly collapsed.
In the endless chaos, a transparent lightsaber several feet long came from the west. The lightsaber was wrapped in a transparent circular light shield, like a spiritual sword in the womb.
The giant sword gave people an air of uncertainty, but it did not lose its invincible sharpness and domineering aura.
"Misty Sword Embryo!" Luo Zhongting, who was in the Forbidden Soul Pearl, had an unconcealed fear in his voice at this time.
"What is the Piaomiao sword embryo?" Lu Xiaotian asked doubtfully.
"It is the invincible sword intention left behind after the death of Venerable Piao Miao. Perhaps Venerable Piaomiao felt that his end was approaching, so he formed his own sword intention into a Dao Yuan sword embryo and sealed it to prevent his evil intentions. The people used everything in Piaomiao Palace to cause chaos again and endanger the world of immortal cultivation! Maybe it was for other reasons." Luo Zhongting replied in an interfering voice.
Lu Xiaotian felt that this sword fetus was somewhat similar to the countless sword qi he had encountered in the restriction before, but it was obviously much more powerful, but he was not very sure about the specifics.
The lightsaber in the light shield trembled, letting out a soft groan, and a distance of several hundred feet passed by in a flash. The sword pointed directly at the center of the pagoda monk's brow.
The pagoda monk roared angrily, dodged his body, and charged towards the huge sword head-on without evading it. For a moment, the energy in the air was shaking. Even the escaped sword energy or the power of the pagoda monk being scattered was fatal to Lu Xiaotian. In the enclosed space here, due to the battle between the Piaomiao Sword Fetus and the Buddhist Monk, everything collapsed, and a large amount of magma rose into the sky, with turbulent flows flying everywhere. The surrounding environment was extremely bad. However, with the battle between the sword and the monk, several holes were opened in the space, which was enough for him to get out. Lu Xiaotian took a breath and forcibly pressed down the pressure caused by the battle between the Piaomiao sword embryo and the Buddhist monk. Uncomfortable, he flew head-on towards a large gaping hole in his head.
boom! The pagoda monk punched out, and a mountain over a hundred feet tall was flattened by this seemingly light punch. The body of the sword body trembled, and the energy it released seemed to break even this unstable space. The power of the fist overflows, and the energy of the sword is vertical and horizontal.
