Chapter 2775 Chapter 2774 Fighting the enemy with one hand
"You dare to break into my Tianfeng Mountain even if you have a broken arm!" Even though Saint Lord Pengniu said this, he felt sorry for the broken arm in front of him. However, he is even more afraid of Xiang Qingcheng than the previous lotus clones.
Although there are rumors that Lu Xiaotian has already advanced to Mahayana, in the past thousand years, Lu Xiaotian has never been seen. There was no news at all, and some people even speculated that Lu Xiaotian might 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 a section of his arm.
Hearing the words of Holy Lord Pengniu, Wu Kai suddenly raised his head and saw that above the void, as expected, as Lord Pengniu said, there was no sign of Lu Xiaotian, only a small section of his arm, but the sound coming from this arm The voice is clearly that of a saint. What's going on?
"It's not convenient 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 capable of. Peng Yuan's spirit-destroying formation has arisen!" Saint Lord Peng Niu said this, but he activated it without any regard for face. The clan formation.
"Wukai, friends from the East, please step back." Deputy Yuan Shen Lu Xiaotian's voice came down loudly. To deal with these countless monsters, even the Mahayana monks will consume a lot of mana. Although the Second Dantian can be cultivated and restored on its own, it is ultimately inferior to the main body. To deal with this horde of monsters, there is nothing more suitable than the Little Fire Crow.
“Yes, Saint!”
“I respectfully respect the decree of King Lu Dan!” Wu Kai, Dong Yixiong Emperor and his entourage, as well as some of the rescued prisoners, rushed toward the broken bridge above the void. Arms folded.
Rumble. Around the broken arm, twelve pillars of mysterious fire rose up one after another from the sky to the ground. 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 black 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 bug also poked its head out from the little white dog’s hair.
On the side of the Tianfeng Mountains, in the scorching sun, the Golden Crow reappears!
“The Golden Crow in Japan and China!”
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 Mahayana masters who combines two types of fire scriptures is also a great magical 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 demonic cows rushing towards the severed arms in the void.
The broken arm reached out and pointed, 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 mysterious fire passed through, the vegetation was burned, the rocks turned into magma, and the void rained fire.
Buzz. Many of the bull demons beating the giant drums were shocked to the point of bleeding from their orifices, and those with weaker cultivation were killed 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 you to let some low-level men come to die." Lu Xiaotian's voice shook with the sea of fire. Even Dong Yixiong King, Wu Kai and the rescued prisoners retreated in horror, fearing that they would be affected by the fighting skills of this Mahayana monk. "Lu Xiaotian!" Saint 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? means.
As a monster in the Mahayana realm, Saint Monarch Pengniu also has his own majesty. How can he allow Lu Xiaotian to be so provocative? At that moment, Saint Monarch Pengniu took out a giant fan with the pattern of a flying cow, and waved his hand, a hurricane suddenly rose between heaven and earth. The howling wind blew the waves of fire, and the momentum of the formless mysterious fire that spread crazily forward was Once suppressed, the threat to Holy Lord Peng Niu was reduced, but 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 frenzied, which was no less than a greater disaster for the other monsters in Tianfeng Mountain.
A large number of monsters under his command perished in the sea of fire, and for Holy Lord Pengniu, he also felt that his face was shameless.
Peng Niu Shengjun waved his giant fan again, and the strong wind that was strong enough to crack the rocks manifested into a multi-horned running bull hundreds of feet high, heading straight for the arm in the void.
The concussive sound of the bull running into the air shook the world. Dong Yi Xiong Emperor and his ilk were also disgusted and thought, some prisoners with low cultivation level, or the monsters under the command of the Peng Niu Saint Group in Tianfeng Mountain were directly killed. He was so shocked that he passed out.
The arm in the void did not avoid it, but pressed forward far away. The flames rising from the sea of fire formed a giant flaming hand and struck directly on the head of the giant bull. Boom, the sea of fire rolled. The giant bull dharma image and the giant flaming hand were 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. The twelve flying needles intertwined towards the Dapeng Niu Saint Lord. The mysterious fire flying needles moved too fast. To the naked eye, it looks like a huge cage formed by twelve cyan 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, each orifice in They all stretched out a long green whip and rolled it towards the broken arm in the void.
The severed arm controlled by Lu Xiaotian's deputy soul 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 pouring sea of fire formed a huge Buddha seal, and it turned its palms down with the seemingly inconspicuous arm in the void.
Slapping it directly on the Nine-Aperture Pearl, letting the blue long whip whip it, and the flames radiating out, it is impossible to stop the Buddha's seal.
Sage Monarch Peng Niu gasped, his majestic monster body swelled up, 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.
Peng Niu Shengjun's strong body was forced back by the broken arm 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. It's really not easy to kill you before I'm here, 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 before it's too late!" Lu Xiaotian The deputy soul said in a trembling voice.
(End of this chapter)