Xu Jing solemnly placed the prayer beads on his right palm. He placed his left palm on the prayer beads and said, "Thank you, Benefactor Ji."
With this Buddhist prayer beads, he only needed to cultivate diligently. His strength and cultivation base would improve greatly. At that time, it would not be impossible for him to restore the Heaven Choice Temple to its former glory.
Lu Zhou stroked his beard calmly as he looked down the mountain.
With the Buddhist prayer beads, Xu Jing's aura seemed to have changed greatly.
"Reorganize the formation."
"Understood!"
He hung the Buddhist prayer beads around his neck.
When his Primal Qi surged, the prayer beads sensed the influx of Primal Qi and shone faintly.
A layer of golden light shone out.
"Bright Mirror."
The disciples behind Xu Jing chanted the sutra at the same time.
Their voices were much louder than before.
A huge radiant circle appeared under Xu Jing's feet. A new Amplification energy seal was formed. Magnificent patterns and dazzling golden light shone from above.
It spread out on the ground.
The members of the Evil Sky Pavilion felt refreshed by the Amplification.
They looked up at the group of monks.
"Old monk, I'll treat you to a drink another day!"
"Amitabha."
Xu Jing frowned when he heard this. A monk should not be involved in such matters.
Meanwhile.
Pan Litian sent Kong Yuan flying with his wine gourd. He tried to attack the back of Kong Yuan's head.
However, Kong Yuan was different from the other puppets. His strength, cultivation base, and reflexes were much more powerful than the other puppets. Moreover, the Fiend Zen avatar that would pop up from time to time made others wary.
Kong Yuan's eyes widened as he looked at Xu Jing in the sky.
When he saw the prayer beads around Xu Jing's neck, he was enraged.
He was instantly enraged and lost his rationality. He continued to strike Pan Litian's palms with densely packed black palm prints.
Pan Litian's cultivation base had yet to recover, after all. He was barely able to hold Kong Yuan back with his wine gourd. He could not face Kong Yuan head-on.
Under such circumstances, he could only dodge.
Bam! Bam!
Bam! Black palm seals flew in the air. Pan Litian kept dodging.
"Old Pan, are you alright?"
Leng Luo weaved among the puppets with the Dao Invisibility Technique.
When more than a dozen puppets were closing in on him. Whizz!
The hundred-foot-tall avatar sent all the surrounding puppets flying!
Pan Litian answered, "I can!"
The Bright Mirror's range expanded, and Pan Litian was immediately shocked.
His dantian's sea of Qi also felt much more comfortable.
For a time, the ground was littered with corpses.
Lu Zhou stood on Bi An's back as he looked around. He looked at the forest in the distance.
Just now, Kong Yuan had flown out of the forest, and Ba Ma was probably hiding in the formation behind him, constantly controlling the many puppets.
With the support of the Bright Mirror.
The Evil Sky Pavilion had the upper hand. The puppets' movements were clearly much slower.
Little Yuan 'er's rhythm was getting faster and faster.
She brought her three-meter-tall avatar with her and went on a rampage. Every time she kicked a puppet, it would be sent flying.
"Rustle rustle rustle …"
"Little Junior Sister, why are you making faces at them? They don't understand."
Mingshi Yin moved past Little Yuan 'er.
"I'm happy to," she said.
Above, the chanting of scriptures resounded throughout the foothills.
Behind the tree, within the spell formation, Ba Ma shouted, "Bald donkey!"
With a wave of his right hand, another purple halo flew towards Zhang Yuanshan.
Zhang Yuanshan's eyes widened.
Ba Ma said gruffly, "Go. Kill them all."
Zhang Yuanshan left Ba Ma's range and charged at the members of the Evil Sky Pavilion.
The current Zhang Yuanshan was no longer the Zhang Yuanshan of the past.
Terrifying tendrils sprouted from his arms as he lunged at Little Yuan 'er who was the closest to him.
"Trying to catch me? Not a chance."
"Seven Stars Cloud Treading Steps."
Little Yuan 'er retreated in the air.
At this moment, Zhang Yuanshan's arms lengthened. "You won't be able to escape!"
His voice was extremely cold.
"Nirvana Sash!"
The Nirvana Sash danced like dragons and phoenixes. It was shrouded in energy and formed a wall in front of Zhang Yuanshan.
At the same time, Duanmu Sheng's Thousand Overlapping Waves came to his rescue.
Bam! Bam!
Thousands of spear shadows struck Zhang Yuanshan's chest.
The heaven-grade weapon stabbed the same spot, creating a dent.
Zhang Yuanshan retreated as well.
"Thank you, Third Senior Brother." Little Yuan 'er flicked her Nirvana Sash and sent the puppets flying.
When the puppets reeled, several powerful energy arrows came from above the Evil Sky Pavilion and struck the back of their heads.
Crack! Crack!
The puppets fell to the ground and stopped moving.
Little Yuan 'er gave the Evil Sky Pavilion a thumbs-up. "Big Sister Yuexing, you're amazing."
Hua Yuexing could not help but smile when she heard the praise. She seemed much more confident now.
…
Zhang Yuanshan was a strengthened Zhang Yuanshan. He was an expert who could defeat Eight-leaf cultivators. It was already impressive that he was repelled by Duanmu Sheng.
As expected, Zhang Yuanshan leaped up and changed his direction. He flew toward Xu Jing in the air.
Xu Jing frowned.
"Dhyana Mudra!"
"Golden Bodhisattva Body!"
When Zhang Yuan Shan came in front of him again … he made a shocking move.
He struck his sea of Qi with both hands.
"No! Retreat! "
Xu Jing, the Golden Bodhisattva Body, and the Dhyana Mudra pushed the square formation back toward the Evil Sky Pavilion.
The Bright Mirror had no choice but to retreat!
"Self-destruct?"
This reminded Leng Luo of the helplessness he felt when he faced the Ten Shamans.
Leng Luo snorted. He tapped the ground with the tip of his foot.
"Your opponent is me!"
Zhang Yuanshan struck his sea of Qi again.
At this moment, Leng Luo's avatar appeared in front of the monks.
Boom!
With Zhang Yuanshan in the center, it was as though a purple sphere had exploded. The skies were filled with purple mist.
It seemed as though it was falling from all directions.
Whizz!
Whizz!
The Evil Sky Pavilion disciples at the foot of the mountain summoned their avatars and kept the purple mist at bay.
Ba Ma's gaze swept past the members of the Evil Sky Pavilion and the shining heaven-grade weapons in their hands.
Duanmu Sheng with the Overlord Spear!
Zhao Yue with the Sky Dagger in a reverse grip!
Little Yuan 'er with the Nirvana Sash!
Zhu Honggong with his boxing gloves!
Pan Litian with his gourd bottle gourd!
Hua Yuexing with the Setting Moon Shot!
…
What a luxurious lineup!
An enemy like this should be killed in the cradle.
Ba Ma suppressed the excitement in his heart. After all, these powerful enemies would die in his hands in the future.
As he looked at the purple mist falling from the sky, Ba Ma extended his arms and looked up at the sky. His voice trembled as he said, "For Lou Lan …"
"Junior Sister, our sacrifice was worth it."
The purple mist obscured their vision.
Leng Luo's Eight-leaf avatar blocked the wave of explosions. He immediately withdrew it and retreated.
The Void Silent Square Formation of monks retreated as well. The Bright Mirror was once again destroyed by the powerful force of the explosions.
Pan Litian and Kong Yuan did not fall. Instead, they rose higher.
Kong Yuan was unaffected by the purple mist. He suddenly exerted his strength. Pan Litian sensed that something was amiss and hastily flipped over.
Bam!
Bam!
"Old Pan!"
"Elder Pan!"
Kong Yuan exclaimed as he dove. The black Fiend Zen avatar appeared again.
They had never seen Yu Shangrong cut down the Fiend Zen with a single strike. If they had, they would have been shocked by his terrifying strength. However, the Fiend Zen that was cut down with a single strike appeared again.
'Dead? Is there really no other way to die? '
The Fiend Zen avatar's black figure bore down on Pan Litian.
"Thousand Catties of Strength!"
A circular barrier appeared from the gourd bottle in Pan Litian's hand.
Bam!
The Fiend Zen struck the barrier.
Pan Litian plummeted.
His blood essence surged, and his wizened face flushed red.
Thud!
Pan Litian fell to the ground.
The other members of the Evil Sky Pavilion quickly gathered around him.
They surrounded Pan Litian.
"What's this mist?" Mingshi Yin asked.
"Blood gu!" Leng Luo replied.
"Blood gu?"
"It uses the blood essence of a powerful cultivator and the spellcaster's blood essence to cast a witchcraft spell. If we're hit by the blood gu, we'll lose our ability to move," Leng Luo said.
"That disgusting?" Mingshi Yin had a disdainful expression on his face. "I'll hold it off with my energy."
Without the Bright Mirror's boost, the drain on their Primal Qi seemed to have increased.
Pan Litian was pushed back.
Kong Yuan who was hovering in the air looked at the Void Silent Square Formation of monks.
Their faces were bloodless, and they looked ferocious and terrifying.
Kong Yuan charged toward Xu Jing and the others with his black avatar.
Lu Zhou frowned slightly. It was not worth it to use Deadly Strike Cards on these dead targets.
"Stand back," Lu Zhou finally said.
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