Thirty million years of enlightenment under the Desolation Mulberry Tree had strengthened Hui Qing's Buddhist heart. His heart was so pure and firm that everyone who saw it could only sigh in admiration.
He had never been in a state of doubt, not even a passage of sutra could make him confused.
But now, facing such a huge life and death situation, facing a young Derived Immortal with a firm and equally pure gaze, and facing the question he asked.
For the first time, Hui Qing was unable to hold on to his heart.
"Could it be that the Masters' actions were wrong, and they should not have made such a decision?"
"But my other Masters have already sacrificed themselves for us to walk out of the vast wilderness. If we retreat, how can we face them?"
The questions caused Hui Qing to be unable to maintain his composure. He was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.
Seeing that Hui Qing was no longer rash, Jian Wushuang released him and turned to look at the situation that was already in a bloody battle.
He frowned.
At this moment, a small hand quietly pulled on the corner of his clothes, and said with a slightly trembling voice, "Benevolent, benevolent man, you said that saving one is saving, saving a group is also saving. Will you save my masters?"
Jian Wushuang turned and looked at the little novice monk who still had some fear in his eyes, and nodded solemnly. "Since I said it, I will do it. But I may not be able to save all of them."
"Then, then I will have to trouble you." The little novice monk Hui Qing put his palms together and looked at his Masters who were in a bloody battle in the void. Finally, there was some reluctance in his eyes.
After making the decision, Jian Wushuang subconsciously raised his hand and touched Hui Qing's bald head.
He immediately reacted, blushed, and hurriedly apologized. Then, he turned and charged into the void without any hesitation.
Hui Qing pursed his lips, and then subconsciously touched his bald head.
"What, you must save all of my Masters!"
The boundary barrier.
The void had already been torn apart by the supreme derivation force, and the dissipation of the derivation force formed the most violent supreme vortex. Bolts of lightning as thick as giant dragons wreaked havoc in the vortex, and then shot down violently.
The boundary of the Dasi Region was already in complete chaos.
All types of seven-colored divine blood scattered down. Because it was too pure, it couldn't descend, hovering in the void, making the battlefield even more miserable.
The ten-million-meter-tall figure in the armor had already fallen into a frenzy of rage.
At this moment, the six head monks were in an even more miserable situation. They could only rely on the advantage of their size to barely fight back.
The gap between them was simply too unimaginable. It was like a natural chasm.
Even if he used all of his treasures, he wouldn't be able to cause too much damage to the battle armor.
Once one ascended to the Grand Expansion Immortal Realm, none of the great revolutions could be compensated for by any means.
And among the six monk heads, there was only one rank six Great Development Immortal, how could they fight against a rank nine?
This was also something that Jian Wushuang could not understand.
Brandishing the broken sword that could heavily injure a Grand Expansion Immortal, the battle armor figure roared.
"All the dogs of the True Martial Sun will be buried with my master!"
Above the blood sky, the steady and old Great Master almost relied on his own strength to withstand most of the attacks from the battle armor figure. The treasures behind him had already dimmed to the extreme, as if they could disappear at any time.
Extremely bright spells guarded in front of him, and at the same time, they attracted most of the attacks from the battle armor figure.
A sword slashed down, and the broken sword directly sent hundreds of spells flying, along with the Great Master.
Moreover, the broken sword continued to slash down. Once it hit, even if he was a rank six Great Development Immortal, he would definitely die immediately!
"Senior Brother!!"
The other five head monks shouted, but they couldn't help in time, and could only watch as the sword slashed down.
In the next moment, a figure quietly appeared under the broken sword, and then raised his sword to deal with it.
"Clang!"
The loud sound of metal clashing resounded through the Void, and an extremely pure and majestic Sword Will also gushed out, illuminating the extremely dark Void.
All the head monks stared at this scene with their eyes wide open, and they couldn't believe it.
The little Development Immortal who had fallen in the vast wilderness like a bloody man, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive, had actually used his own strength to block a sword!
One had to know, that sword was the sword of a rank nine Great Development Immortal!
However, this scene had actually happened.
Time seemed to stop. Under that sword, Jian Wushuang's eyebrows trembled slightly.
His right hand that was holding the invisible sword was already shattered, and divine blood spilled in the void.
If it wasn't for the terrifying defensive power of the Immortal Immortal Body, this sword would probably have shattered Jian Wushuang into pieces.
But he still did it, and directly blocked the full power sword of a rank nine Great Development Immortal.
The battle armor figure was also shocked, as if he had seen something impossible.
"You actually didn't die?"
Jian Wushuang frowned, and quickly threw an emperor grade pill into his mouth. "Want, want me to die? Not so easy!"
"Then I'll let you die again!" The battle armor figure was furious, and at the same time, he wanted to raise his left hand and smash it at him.
But at this moment, the six head monks attacked at the same time, and a total of six extremely pure Buddhist light chains wrapped around the battle armor figure's left hand, making it difficult for him to raise it.
"Monk, leave quickly!"
The head master shouted loudly with a solemn expression.
Jian Wushuang naturally didn't stay for long, and his figure instantly disappeared under the broken sword.
But when he reappeared, he was in front of all the head monks.
"Leave quickly, leave this place to me." He said sternly, showing an unquestionable majesty.
Facing this young man who was only a Great Development Immortal, none of the head monks dared to underestimate him.
They looked at each other, and then at the head master together.
The head master's expression was resolute, and although there was hesitation in his eyes, it quickly disappeared. "We can't retreat, we can't retreat, we can only move forward."
"You still can't see the situation? Do you want to die here? "Jian Wushuang shouted in a deep voice.
The head master looked at him. "Even so, we can't retreat. We can't take a step back into the vast wilderness. Even if we die, we must die in the Dasi Region!"
"Rumble!!"
While they were talking, the battle armor figure raised his sword and slashed down, directly scattering all the head monks.
Jian Wushuang dodged and couldn't help but curse inwardly for being an idiot.
At this moment, the head master spoke again. "Junior Brothers, I'll open a path for you, we'll go to the Dasi Region together!"
As his voice fell, a treasure image formed by pure Buddhist light appeared, illuminating thousands of voids.
The injuries on the head master's immortal body healed, and even his providence recovered to its peak in an instant.
Layers of hazy Buddhist light runes slowly flowed around his body, like the setting of the moon and the rising of the sun, and couldn't be looked directly at.
He put his palms together, and a pair of true eyes released supreme true might.
The immortal body and treasure image seemed to have completely merged at this moment.
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