The skinny old monk murmured, a shocking look appeared on his face. Then he flipped his palm and stopped the many heavenly soldiers who were rushing down like locusts.

However, in order to kill the beating, he was still one step slower.

"Bang bang bang bang!!"

The meteors transformed by hundreds of heavenly soldiers hit the Vajra Curse shield one after another. The burning power, the impact of death, suddenly made the golden shield dim.

The skinny old monk's face changed.

The heavenly soldiers formed by the copybook actually have such power?

He could completely feel that the power of these heavenly soldiers exploded was comparable to that of the true immortals!

One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, that is one hundred thousand true immortals!

"sharp……"

The thin old monk sighed lightly, and his palm was as thin as a dead tree, and he wanted to use the magical powers of the Buddha Kingdom in his palm to directly kill the many heavenly soldiers who had not yet hit the Vajra Mantra.

"snort."

However, the headed golden armored god general snorted coldly, and immediately turned into a golden light, holding a spear and stabbed the golden giant hand transformed by the Buddha's kingdom in his palm!

Carrying amazing power, the tip of the spear carries a hint of Hunyuan, it directly stabs the swastika in the palm of his palm. The golden giant palm is as if it is hit hard, and its power suddenly slows down.

The meteors transformed by many heavenly soldiers also bypassed the golden giant palms and continued to hit the shield of the Vajra Curse one after another. Under the continuous impact of the burning power, the shield of the Vajra Curse began to slowly become dim.

The skinny old monk became more and more shocked and murmured: "The transformed divine general actually understands the way of Hunyuan?"

The strength of other heavenly soldiers is only comparable to the first realm of the True Immortal, but the strength of the divine general in front of him is close to him, even stronger than the peak of the True Immortal!

Even if a peerless sword immortal with a top-notch Dharma body like Lu Jianxian, who has achieved Daluo's sword Taoism, he is better than the real immortal's middle realm in terms of attack and killing.

Magic power is only the limit of the mortal world, and it depends purely on realm.

But the strength of this divine general is even stronger than the peak of the true immortal!

"Excellent... That lay Buddhist Lin walked even further than me in the Hunyuan Road..."

The skinny old monk sighed softly, and suddenly let out a muffled groan, and golden blood flowed out of his ears like his eyes.

The grand Buddha light became more and more dazzling!

Then, he raised his other palm again, and the boundless Buddha light gathered again to form a giant golden hand covering the sky. The swastika in the palm of his palm continued to rotate and patted the numerous soldiers.

When the heavenly soldiers encountered this mighty Buddha country in the palm, they instantly turned into nothingness, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of heavenly soldiers disappeared.

And the golden armored god general was also trapped by the realm transformed by the Buddha's kingdom in the palm of his other hand.

"In order to improve his magic power, this old bald donkey cut off his ear consciousness... It's really hard." Youchan snorted coldly.

The next moment, the golden armored divine general trapped by the Buddha's kingdom in his palm suddenly burned all over his body, bursting with dazzling light. He held a spear and turned into a vast stream of light. The light at the tip of the spear was even more like the scorching sun, and instantly stabbed the swastika in the palm!

Then, pass by!

The golden swastika shattered and the golden armored divine general also dissipated.

The pierced golden giant hand also began to tremble and fluctuate continuously, and the Buddha's country in this palm seemed to be about to collapse.

Many heavenly soldiers continued to burn their lives and rushed towards the Vajra Curse frantically, and the Vajra Curse was about to break.

"Why..."

The skinny old monk sighed and groaned again. A light golden blood flowed down his nose, and the Buddha light blooming all over his body became more dazzling and magnificent and tragic!

He broke his nose again!

Then, the Buddha's kingdom in the palm that was about to collapse stabilized again, the swastika in the palm of the palm began to slowly emerge, and the Vajra mantra gradually returned to brightness.

Many celestial soldiers turned into countless meteors desperately and collided with the giant hand of the Buddha's kingdom in their palm.

The old monk seemed to have too much power to carry the Buddha's country in his palm, which was difficult to bear with both hands, and the movements of the golden giant hand gradually slowed down.

"He has poor mana! Good opportunity!"

Youchan was delighted and immediately sent a message: "Lu Jianxian!"

The great powers of this copybook are extremely powerful. She can only control one copybook at one time. Otherwise, she will throw out a lot of copybooks at one time, and all kinds of great powers will make her breath. What are you afraid of?

Lu Jianxian didn't hesitate. He turned his hand and a volume of copybook appeared in his hand. Then the copybook flew out, revealing the ink words "One Sword Frost Cold Fourteen States".

The ink words flew out of the copybook and shattered into countless lights in the air.

In an instant, it was like the sun of winter shining on everything. I saw dazzling cold light blooming. At the same time, a terrifying sword light fell from the sky and instantly cut through the sky. The sword light exuded a bone-broken coldness, spreading the sky and the earth, freezing everything.

Wherever the sword light passes, the space is shattered and everything is silent!

This extremely terrifying sword light headed straight to the true demon in the Vajra Curse!

"This sword..."

Lu Jianxian looked at the earth-shaking sword in shock, and his heart was instantly touched, as if he had found his already perfect sword path and the path he should take in the future.

"this……"

The skinny old monk was shocked.

Even though his eyes, ears and nose were cut off, the spiritual sense could still feel this extremely terrifying sword, and he didn't care about the many heavenly soldiers. The Buddha's kingdom in his palm transformed with both hands blocked the sword light at the same time, trying to block the sword.

A trace of determination appeared on his face, and his lips twitched gently.

As the sword light came, the Buddha light suddenly flourished.

"boom!!"

Amid the terrifying sound of collision, the invisible waves of magic power spread out like shock waves, scraping off a thick layer of soil again.

After everything subsided, the sword light from the frost and cold world had disappeared.

The two golden giant hands transformed from the Buddha's Kingdom in the palm were still there, but the swastika in the palm suddenly broke, and the giant hands transformed from the power of the Buddha also collapsed and dissipated, revealing the Vajra Mantra guard protected by the Buddha's Kingdom in the palm.

The dim golden light still existed. Although the Vajra cover was about to be broken, it was still there after all, and the true demon in it was not dead.

Before the Demon Realm disperses, there is nowhere to escape.

"This old bald donkey..."

Youchan couldn't help but murmur: "It's worthy of being the Buddha's Kingdom in the palm... Such a terrifying sword energy hasn't succeeded yet?"

Lu Jianxian looked at the skinny old monk with a cold expression.

He knew the most about how terrifying the sword light that the copybook triggered, and the old monk actually blocked it?

The skinny old monk sat cross-legged in the air. The Buddha light on his body had dimmed a lot, and golden blood flowed out of his eyes, ears and noses. It looked quite miserable, but it was like a Buddha that was overwhelming the heaven and earth!

He didn't say anything, but just slowly grinned and showed a compassionate smile.

Golden blood flowed out from the corners of the mouth.

The old monk's open mouth was covered in blood and blood, and his tongue was chewed to pieces!

"It turns out that even his sense of speech was broken. No wonder he could block that sword..." Youchan couldn't help but sneer.

This thin old monk actually increased his magic power to a terrible level at the cost of cutting off all four consciousnesses of eyes, ears, nose and tongue.

At this time, the sword light disappeared, the heavenly soldiers disappeared, and the two magical powers had already dissipated.

But the Buddha's light is still there.

The skinny old monk had a compassionate and compassionate expression on his face, and his soul sent a voice: "Female layman, this game was won by the old monk. I'll send you into the cycle of reincarnation, okay?"

"Are you sure you won?" Youchan sneered.

Standing on the sword light, She Xilu suddenly turned her hand and three rolled up copybooks appeared in her hand.

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Chapter completed!