When Feng Xueruo saw this, his eyes were full of killing intent.
Now that she had drawn her sword, she had no chance to put it away.
She sheathed her sword at this time, and she couldn't block the opponent's attack.
We can only fight for our lives!
The Sorrow of the Wind!
With one slash of his sword, Feng Xueruo once again chopped off an arm of the Eight-Armed Buddha.
The eight-armed Buddha's hands that filled the sky had already reached the tops of the Wind Clan disciples' heads, and were about to fall down.
Each blow from these Buddha's hands is comparable to a strike from a powerful person in the divine realm, and is simply not something that these disciples can resist.
The powerful gods of the Wind Clan also came to the front of the Feng Clan disciples one by one, with solemn and solemn expressions.
They couldn't take these attacks, but they had to stand in front of them.
The younger generation is the hope!
"Today, we can die together with the clan leader!"
"Hahaha!"
An elder from the Feng Clan laughed loudly.
The other elders laughed.
There were only countless Wind Clan disciples with tears in their eyes and weeping.
At this critical moment, Mu Yuyan was too late to rescue.
Her Ice Heart Technique has not yet reached its peak, and can only freeze a small area of herself, but cannot save so many Wind Clan disciples.
Mu Yuyan took out the Great Movement Order and prepared to activate it forcefully to save three thousand Wind Clan disciples.
But at this moment, the space fluctuated violently, making the Great Teleportation Order unusable.
Seeing this situation, Mu Yuyan was not surprised but happy. She looked at the position of the fluctuation in space.
There is the largest concentration of Buddha's hands in the sky, and also the largest concentration of Wind Clan disciples.
At this time, a figure in green clothes appeared between Buddha's Hand and the Wind Clan disciples.
"It's my husband!"
Mu Yuyan looked surprised.
The next moment, Gu Lan's figure appeared.
"snort!"
"If you dare to take my Buddha's handprint head-on, you are seeking death!"
"Even if you are at the peak of the Divine Lord Realm, you will never come back today!"
The eight-armed Buddha looked ruthless and increased the intensity of his hand.
He didn't care who came.
At this moment, the wind clan's mountain-protecting formation has been broken, and the wind clan's most precious treasure, the banana fan, has been used, and no one can resist him.
Feng Xueruo's sword was blocked by him with one arm raised.
As a peak powerhouse in the God Lord Realm, he is the first person under Arthur, the God Son of the Light Clan, and he has this confidence.
"Fellow Taoist, be careful!"
The powerful gods of the Wind Clan all spoke out to remind him.
When Feng Xueruo saw that it was Gu Lan who helped, she was both grateful and worried.
She wanted to pick up the sword and fight again, but she still needed time.
"The poor monk will send you to the West!"
The eight-armed Buddha roared angrily, and the Buddha's hands in the sky hit Gu Lan who had just appeared with terrifying power.
"The Light Clan also practices Buddhism? It's simply nondescript!"
"Let me show you what a true Buddha is!"
After Gu Lan appeared, he immediately put his hands together and said loudly: "There is no Bodhi in the world, my heart is the Tathagata!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three-in-one lotus fruit position instantly appeared on the soles of his feet.
A Buddhist golden body larger than the eight-armed Buddha appeared behind Gu Lan, just like the Buddha's arrival in the world.
Wisps of meritorious power emerged from Gu Lan's body, making the Buddhist golden body and dharma look even more majestic.
Bang bang bang!
A heavy muffled sound sounded all over.
Countless Buddha's hands attacked, but all were blocked by the Buddhist golden body.
"What a powerful magical power!"
"Which powerful Buddhist man is this, who is actually willing to come to rescue our Wind Clan at this time?"
"Is he the master of Zhengde Temple?"
Seeing this scene, all the elders of the God Realm of the Wind Clan were stunned.
Those Wind Clan disciples with low cultivation level all looked at that powerful figure with eager eyes.
One day, they also want to become so powerful.
You can protect the sect and everyone you want to protect.
"Is he already that strong?"
Feng Xueruo was shocked when she saw this scene.
Looking back on the first time she met Gu Lan, she never imagined that Gu Lan would have the cultivation and strength he has today.
No wonder Yu Yan would choose to stay with him forever. How could any woman not be tempted by such an amazing and talented person?
"Lotus Fruit Status, Enlightenment Tathagata, how could you have such profound Buddhist cultivation!"
In the distance, the expression of the eight-armed Buddha changed drastically.
His Taoist heart, which had never wavered before, began to waver at this moment.
"Is this high?"
"Just use it."
"I don't recite Buddha's name!"
Gu Lan stepped on the lotus fruit position, and the Buddha's light shone all over his body. He was not a divine Buddha, but better than a divine Buddha.
He lightly clapped his palm, and the Buddhist golden body behind him also clapped his palm.
Everyone in the venue was shocked when they saw this scene.
No matter which palm he looked at, even if it wasn't directed at them, pressure would hit them.
"town!"
This palm was shot, and it was strong in the wind. The five golden fingers were like five giant mountains, and they instantly reached the head of the Eight-Armed Buddha at an unimaginable speed.
"So what if the Tathagata is the Buddha! What the poor monk thinks of is not the Tathagata Buddha!"
"If you want to suppress the poor monks, let Tathagata come in person!"
"Break it for me!"
The eight-armed Buddha stretched out his arms, stamped his feet on the ground, and rushed upwards.
Faced with Buddha's Hand's suppression, he had no choice but to fight head-on.
He is confident in his eight-armed Buddha.
There is nothing in heaven and earth that he cannot lift.
Not to mention five mountains, but even fifty mountains, he can easily lift them.
boom!
The arm of the Eight-Armed Buddha collided with the Buddha's palm, and the terrifying force caused his huge body to sink suddenly and land with a crash.
The power contained in the Buddha's palm was beyond his imagination, and it directly knocked him into the ground.
In an instant, it was like an earthquake in the blue sky, and the movement was even louder than the banana fan just blown.
Dust filled the sky, the Buddha's palm pressed down, and the eight-armed Buddha disappeared.
Only Gu Lan could sense the other party's existence.
"Wake it up! Open it!"
The eight-armed Buddha is struggling underground.
He didn't expect that the Buddha's palm actually contained such a powerful power. In addition to its power comparable to that of a giant mountain, it also had the powerful power of Buddhist suppression, restriction, and sealing power.
The combined force of all these forces made him completely unable to move.
"Who is this person?"
He kept thinking about it in his mind, but he couldn't think of anyone in the Buddhist sect among the six realms who could have such magical powers.
Back then, he betrayed the Zhengde Temple and joined the Guang Clan. The old monks in the Zhengde Temple did not have such strength.
Suddenly, recalling Gu Lan's appearance, he thought of a new force that had appeared to oppose the Light Clan.
"Could this person be the master of Lanyan Academy?"
The Eight-Armed Buddha was shocked.
He never imagined that the legendary master of Lanyan Academy would possess such powerful Buddhist powers.
"This person cultivates Confucianism and Taoism, and his Buddhist Taoism can be so terrifying. Then his own strength is probably not weaker than that of the Divine Lord!"
"This person must be the enemy of the Light Clan!"
At this moment, the Great Elder of the Guang Clan already understood that he was no match for Gu Lan.
He no longer had any thoughts of confronting Gu Lan, he just wanted to escape.
But the Buddha's palm above his head suppressed him, making it difficult for him to use the power of time and space. How could he escape?
