The female nun from the Sky Buddha Altar made a move and waved her hand and saw the Buddhist golden thunder. The monk himself could dodge her. The big cart behind her could not bear such a blow.

The big carts formed into a formation and resisted the golden thunder was not a problem. The problem was that the enemy could not be this female nun. There were also strong men who did not take action in the distance. However, the five cars in the front were in the front, and the casualties of the war soldiers and the injuries of the Jiedan monk were inevitable.

The monk avoided himself immediately, and had already planned to give up the person behind him and wanted to take down the nun.

But he bumped into the cloak that the nun flew up, pierced into the darkness, lost his direction, the nun pinched a seal in his hand and patted it behind him. If she hit it, the infant realm monk would die inexplicably and worthless.

A powerful monk usually has powerful equipment. If the equipment power is well exerted, it is possible to determine the outcome with one move.

The infant cultivator crashed into his cloak, and for a moment of chaos, he was at a loss. This time was the time when the seal technique was formed in the hand of the female nun. Once the seal technique was completed, it would be too late. When he returned to his state, he would have been beaten into meat paste.

The Vajra hammer was sealed, and a Buddhist lotus golden hammer was transformed from the nun's hand.

The Lotus Golden Hammer emitted thousands of golden lights, and everyone felt that it was dark before their eyes, and it was impossible to rescue them.

boom!

The golden hammer hit the cloak, and the cloak was split into pieces. The girl's heart was cold and the target disappeared!

Ye Ting had already released the Taixu Divine Mirror and asked Ye Qinglian to control it. How could he allow this infant cultivator to suffer a plot to die? Before he reached the Houtu Sect, he would have lost his troops and generals in this way, so there was no need to do anything else afterwards.

The monk was plotted by the nun at the beginning and had already escaped control. Unfortunately, the nun's cloak was too targeted. It seemed to be a trap tailor-made for the monk.

The girl missed her hand and waved her body to the side. The new seal on her hand did not form because a sword light lit up and one of her fingers was forcibly cut off.

The fingers disappeared, and the nun felt a sharp pain in her heart. She opened her palms and slapped her on the ground, and bent her waist, like a beast that wanted to choose someone to eat.

The Vajra Six-Wheel Seal Method is a common tactic in Buddhism. It is powerful and she is even more a master. This time she didn't expect that the enemy found an opportunity and directly destroyed a finger.

Although it was not that the tactics had been completely destroyed, it would take a lot of time to practice it back.

There is no hope on this battlefield.

The nun's hands were in contact with the ground, and the earth around her body fluctuated like the sea. Her body jumped up with the help of the waves, and the broken cloak closed her body and turned into a cassock. Suddenly, a strong wind blew and rolled towards the convoy.

Ye Ting had no perception in the Yin-Yang Divine Mirror. Ye Qinglian was her incarnation. Ye Qinglian's battle was as if he was in person. The nun was strong and responded quickly, which was completely different from the monks he had met before, as if he was born as a warrior, not a Buddhist scripture preacher.

The Buddhist practitioners at the Sky Buddha Altar must be so powerful. Lu Yi is really dangerous.

The nun turned into dust and sand in the strong wind, and suddenly covered it. After a finger was broken, she rushed forward fiercely. The speed was too strong. She followed the thirty-six golden thunders she had released before.

Her target was five Jindan monks next to five big chariots, and twenty war soldiers.

I will break my finger and I will make my life compensate!

"I'll do it." At this time, the Empress Bai rushed out of the carriage. The speed was not very fast. However, if the female nun really killed the monk next to the carriage, he would be able to arrive at the moment he released the attack.

Any spell, tactic, or attack will have some loopholes or weak time. If not, it will be a double crush of realm and strength, and you can't beat it no matter how hard you fight.

And he also knew that the disappearing monk was sent away by Ye Ting. Ye Ting had a way to send the monk to hide, so he could make the monk appear again.

After the nun attacks, she can cooperate with her companions and two infant realms to defeat her opponents.

boom!

The girl's body condensed from the flying sand state and turned into a huge Buddha statue 18 feet high, smashing it into the air. The Bai Shiyi felt ache in her heart. Now the monks who had elixirs were not suffering a heavy blow, but were about to die!

Five big carts and five kids monks emitted five-colored lights on the ground. A phantom stood on the big cart, but it was a spire on four sides. The eaves of the spire were hung with golden bells. Although it was just an illusion, it made a pleasant tinging sound.

The Buddha statue is solid and the tower shadow is illusory. This time it is like a mantis arm lying a car. Seeing that five elixir monks were about to die under the Dharma, Ye Qinglian's figure flashed past the Master Bai and appeared in front of the Buddha statue, with a sword at will.

A three-foot green edge flashed and disappeared.

The eighteen feet tall Buddha statue was cut off from the middle by this sword. Ye Qinglian threw the sword and turned around and returned to the white-armored cart.

The figure of the nun fell from a high altitude, with one palm dripping blood, and a wound was cut horizontally.

The wound was like a fired porcelain, which was bright and crystal clear and could not heal at all.

The bleeding part was on the back of the palm. I don’t know how many pores were oozing outwards and couldn’t stop. What was fatal was the powerful sword intent that penetrated into the inside of the body inch by inch.

She raised her head, looked at Ye Qinglian's carriage from afar, and asked, "What kind of sword technique is this?"

"Don' Mountain Sword Flow."

"I haven't heard of it."

"It's just a small sect, not worth mentioning."

"Little Sect..." The female nun bit her lip. She could fight again, but she would persist. Even if she didn't die, her realm would fall, and it would not be worth the loss.

If this sword intent is not expelled, it will be quite troublesome.

Thinking of this, the nun stood up, gathered her robe and turned into a black cloak. Then her body disappeared into the shadow, as if it had never existed.

The figure of Bai's hero stopped there, the battle was over, and he had no chance to take action.

The strong men who were watching from afar all retreated and did not come up to attack. Bai Shiyi was very ashamed and his eyes fell on the ground in front of him. There was a corner of his clothes, and golden silk thread embroidered a fine pattern, which was part of the robe on the nun's body.

If you move forward, you may also be hit, right?

Sweat fell down from his temples and hit the ground. I don’t know when the snow on the ground had dissolved, and then it froze to ice again. Sweat hit it and turned into a circle, freezing in a blink of an eye.

The gap between herself and Ye Qinglian was so big that she seemed to be a cultivator in the Void Realm who needed to look up to, and she could not touch it at all.

"Fellow Daoist Ye..." Bai Jia called Ye Qinglian softly.

"It's okay. If he can't stand it, he doesn't deserve to be your son, nor is he worthy of being the leader of the Houtu Sect." Ye Qinglian's expression returned to cold, and the Bai Zheng rushed out purely to show his feelings in front of him. What if he had an inappropriate blow?

Bai Jia didn't know what to say, he knew that he could not control Ye Qinglian and did not want to break the cooperation. The blood and family affection of the monks was not weak, nor did he break up with the other party for the sake of his son.

Because such things as disasters can happen to monks at any time. If you turn against each other for this, are there anyone in this world who can cooperate?

"Empress, don't delay the trip. The sect is waiting for the materials to arrive." Bai Jia's voice was low and he let it go, trying to awaken his son. At this time, the Empress Bai had fallen into a disaster and was trapped in an illusion.

"I will save him if he can last for an hour." Ye Ting's voice fell into Bai Jia's ears, and Bai Jia then breathed a sigh of relief. Although his son's qualifications were not the best, he had been practicing very hard since childhood. It was precisely because his foundation was solid and he was all focused on polishing the realm, so his tactics were somewhat problematic.

However, in dealing with this kind of disaster, Bai Shiyi would have much more time to support than his fellow disciples.

The convoy moved forward, and the monk who was hidden in the Taixu Divine Mirror was released. After entering, he was suppressed by the Ten Directions Gods and fell into a coma in an instant. No perception had ever existed, so he did not know the secrets in the Taixu Divine Mirror.

Not only that, Ye Ting also used the latest means to temporarily set up a small space for him, which was a little smaller than the coffin, just like a smallest star nest world.

Even if a cultivator in the virtual realm comes to check his soul, he doesn't know where it is. Because after being released, the hiding space returns to chaos and completely cut off the previous cause and effect.

The monk was even more ashamed. He felt that he had done nothing wrong, but he almost died at the hands of the enemy, not understanding.

According to normal calculations, the female nun was one to two small realms better than him, and he could completely withstand the opponent's attack by relying on the chariot formation.

The girl's Lotus Golden Hammer approached him through the cloak. He could not see the golden hammer, but could only feel the arrival of death and could not avoid it.

The convoy moved forward and protected the Empress Bai in the center. This time, even if the female nun went back and returned, her combat power would not be damaged, and the entire convoy would not be threatened. The white armor called the trance monk to the front of the car and whispered something to the monk.

Ye Qinglian simply refused to listen, but saw the depressed feeling on the monk's face disappearing quickly, and felt that Bai Jia still had some advantages. She just didn't know why he didn't persuade his son like this.

In less than an hour, Messenger Bai suddenly groaned, two rays of blood spurted out of his nose, and his body shook, forcibly escaped from the illusion.

"Isn't that bad? If you can persist in this way, no matter how bad the qualification is, if you have the chance, you can be as perfect as the infant realm." Ye Qinglian praised, and Bai Jia was also happy.

The son was injured, but there were signs of a breakthrough in the realm. Without anyone's help, he himself survived the calamity of concern. His son was not the best monk, but he made him proud.

"Go away!" Bai Jia issued an order. Hero Bai returned to the car, bowed to Ye Qinglian, sat down silently, and took a rest and recuperated. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!