Duanmu Sheng leaped off the cliff.
The Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar crashed down like a cannonball.
Boom!
A circular crater formed by the Lotus Throne appeared in front of everyone.
Several puppets were smashed into the ground.
"Prairie Hundred Strikes!"
"Thousand Layered Waves!"
Hua Wudao was on his way back. When he saw this, he almost spat out a mouthful of water.
When he thought about how he would have to stay in the Evil Sky Pavilion in the future, he felt suffocated.
He glanced at Hua Yuexing who was standing on the top of the Evil Sky Pavilion. She was firing her energy arrows from time to time to repel the puppets. He felt much better now.
The Great Elder of the Hengqu Branch, Zhang Jin, got up and charged forward.
They were just puppets. There was no pain, no fear, no death.
Pan Litian frowned.
The wine gourd once again burst forth with golden light, meeting the attack head-on.
Little Yuan 'er, Zhao Yue, Mingshi Yin, and Zhu Honggong leaped off Golden Court Mountain.
For a time, astral energy intersected with each other. The area several hundred meters in front of the foot of the mountain was chaotic and filled with astral energy …
Lu Zhou tapped Whitzard's back lightly with the tip of his foot and stepped into the air. Whitzard vanished into the darkness.
When a mount like Whitzard appeared, it would give off an auspicious aura, making it easy for people to notice it …
Bai Ze was replaced by the inconspicuous Bi An.
Lu Zhou steered Bi An to a rock halfway up the mountain and observed the situation.
…
Seeing that the Pavilion Master had disappeared, the others nodded in agreement.
They were just some puppets. It was indeed not up to the Pavilion Master to make a move.
On the other hand, Lu Zhou cheered his disciples on from Bi An's back.
This old man is also very helpless. With this old man's cultivation, I can only wave flags and shout battle cries.
"He's willing to lose 200 years of his life just for the Evil Sky Pavilion?" Lu Zhou pondered as he looked at the battle below.
Zhang Yuanshan possessed the power to defeat an Eight-leaf cultivator. In that case, Ba Ma would not be inferior as well.
Could it be that after Yu Shangrong killed Zhang Yuanshan, he was captured by Ba Ma and taken as a hostage?
It was not impossible.
Pan Litian pushed Zhang Jin back again. He muttered, "It's unbelievably sturdy."
Leng Luo executed the Dao Invisibility Technique and arrived in front of Zhang Jin. He launched a series of attacks, sending numerous palm prints at Zhang Jin's body.
"Old Pan, hit the back of their heads," Leng Luo said.
"Fine, I'll listen to you this time."
With Leng Luo's help, Pan Litian unleashed his energy.
The wine gourd flew out, turning from small to large, shining with golden light.
"Drunken Nation!" Pan Litian shouted.
Bang!
The wine gourd smashed into the back of Zhang Jin's head.
Crack.
Only a crisp cracking sound could be heard … Puppet Zhang Jin waved its arms and screamed crazily. But very quickly, it fell backwards, on the verge of death.
Pan Litian said, "What do you think of my Drunken Nation?"
Leng Luo said disapprovingly, "Does the Clarity Sect have such a technique?"
"I just found it," Pan Litian said shamelessly.
"…"
Leng Luo vanished in a flash like a specter as he headed down the mountain.
"Isn't the name I came up with good?" Pan Litian leaped up and followed after him.
Leng Luo walked up to Duanmu Sheng and the others and said, "Attack the back of their heads."
"Elder Leng is indeed knowledgeable."
Mingshi Yin's figure flashed as he complimented Lu Zhou. Then, he gripped his Separation Hook tightly and shot into the midst of the puppets.
Bang, bang, bang!
Finally …
The puppets fell one after another.
Hua Yuexing, who was standing above the Evil Sky Pavilion, fired her energy arrows at the back of the puppets' heads as well. However, it was slightly more difficult. She had to wait for the puppets' backs to face her before she could fire.
Occasionally, she would be able to kill a puppet.
On the rock.
Lu Zhou sighed. The puppets were all dead. As expected, he could not obtain merit points from them.
He could not help but feel disgusted by witchcraft.
At this moment, Lu Zhou saw Buddhist Master Xu Jing hovering in the air above the puppets.
Dozens of other disciples hovered in the air behind him.
"Amitabha."
"There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a Bright Mirror."
The dozens of disciples spoke in unison. In an instant …
They began to chant in a mosquito-like voice.
"Great Amplification Buddhist Method, Bright Mirror."
With Xu Jing in the lead and the monks in the center, a huge circular diagram that shone with radiance appeared. Then, it descended slowly.
Lu Zhou had seen Wu Nian use this technique on the Lotus Dais.
He did not expect the power, range, and might of the technique to be so great when so many monks used it together.
When the radiant circle landed on the ground, the light rippled as the monks chanted.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard and nodded.
Although Jiang Aijian was a sloppy person, his suggestions were not bad at times.
With this teamwork, the value of Xu Jing and the other monks was clearly many times greater than if they were fighting alone.
It should be noted that the people fighting below were the elites of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
Leng Luo, Pan Litian, Little Yuan 'er, Duanmu Sheng, Mingshi Yin, Zhao Yue, and Zhu Honggong … After receiving the power of the Bright Mirror, they felt as if they were brimming with energy.
Energy surged!
The entire foothill was occupied by avatars that appeared from time to time.
…
In the farthest corner, Ba Ma saw the shining monks in the air.
Ba Ma frowned slightly. "Buddhist?"
He watched as the puppets that were constantly charging forward slowly fell under the powerful formation of the other party.
His expression turned numb as he clenched his fists.
"Old villain … I don't believe you can bear to watch them die in the sea of corpses …"
Ba Ma waved his right hand.
A purple circle of light flew to the monk pulling the black carriage in front of them.
The monk opened his eyes abruptly and looked at the sky with a numb expression.
"Kong Yuan … Go. Those are your enemies. Unleash your hatred to your heart's content!"
Kong Yuan was clearly dead, but his eyes widened as though he understood Ba Ma's words. Bam! He moved at lightning speed and left Ba Ma's witchcraft circle. He charged toward Xu Jing's formation of monks.
A black palm seal appeared.
"Look out!" Hua Yuexing projected her voice.
Three energy arrows shot toward Kong Yuan. Bam!
Bam! Bam!
The energy arrows landed on the black palm seal and vanished.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly when he saw this.
'They're really willing to go all out for the Eight-leaf puppets …'
There was no such thing as a free lunch in witchcraft. The higher the grade of the puppets, the greater the price one had to pay.
At this moment, Lu Zhou remembered the withering of the plants in the past.
'Borrowing fate from the heavens?'
Meanwhile.
Xu Jing chanted and formed a Dhyana Mudra. He instantly activated the Golden Bodhisattva Body!
Whizz!
Boom!
Kong Yuan's black palm seal collided with the Golden Bodhisattva Body and the Dhyana Mudra.
Energy crisscrossed in the air!
Xu Jing's formation of monks retreated in the air!
"Steady! Don't disperse! "
Kong Yuan reeled back from the rebound as well.
Upon seeing this, Pan Litian moved like a swallow toward Kong Yuan. "Your opponent is me!"
Although his cultivation base had not recovered, he was once an Eight-leaf cultivator. It was only fair for an Eight-leaf cultivator to fight an Eight-leaf cultivator!
With his wine gourd, it was not a problem for him to keep Kong Yuan occupied.
At this rate, his Primal Qi would dry up sooner or later.
Lu Zhou looked at his puppets. His disciples had only managed to reduce their numbers by a third.
After giving it some thought, Lu Zhou waved his hand. "Xu Jing, catch."
Xu Jing did not have time to identify what it was. He hastily caught the item that flew toward him. He looked at it closely. "Prayer beads?"
"This is the Buddha Prayer Bead. It was originally Kong Yuan's item. Although it has acknowledged a master, it's better than nothing."
When Xu Jing heard this, he was overjoyed. "I wouldn't dare accept your kindness, Benefactor Ji!"
This item was truly a useless weapon to Lu Zhou. Not only was it useless, but he would also have to refine it again before it would acknowledge him as its master.
However, to Xu Jing, this was a treasure that was better than any saber or sword. How could he not be excited?
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