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Chapter 2090

Words:1846Update:23/04/23 07:43:16

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Lu Xiaotian shot through the air and came face to face with a middle-aged monk with a beard like steel needles. Lightning flashed in his eyes. The other one was as thin as a bamboo pole and looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind. However, the threat he brought to Lu Xiaotian was no less than that of the middle-aged monk.

At this moment, the two of them were only 50 kilometers apart and could see each other clearly.

"Who are you? Do you think you can come and go as you please from the Thousand Sound Temple? Eat my staff! " The middle-aged monk opened his eyes again when he saw Lu Xiaotian. His eyes, which were already larger than an ordinary person's, were now like a pair of copper bells. Although Lu Xiaotian still looked like he was in enlightenment, the Thousand Sound Temple was in great trouble and everyone else was still within the temple's protective array. How could a normal Buddhist Sect member leave at this time? Besides, Lu Xiaotian's aura had clearly reached the Conjoint Body realm. All the more he shouldn't leave at this time.

The middle-aged monk waved his hands and a dark green staff with lightning flashing appeared in his hands. He smashed the staff in the air and a series of lightning bolts fell from the Nine Heavens, carrying the rolling thunder clouds in the sky and bombarding Lu Xiaotian.

At this moment, the sky and the ground were filled with rolling thunder. The lightning bolts came extremely fast and carried an extremely violent aura. Even Lu Xiaotian felt like he couldn't avoid them. They were at the mid-stage Conjoint Body realm again. There were two of them.

Lu Xiaotian was extremely shocked in his heart. As expected of the Fallen Pearl Buddhist Sect, its foundation was truly extremely shocking. The demons of the Thousand Sound Temple were going to go for wool and come home shorn this time.

At this moment, Lu Xiaotian didn't have time to worry about the demons behind the Ice Demon Bat. The lightning bolts were already in front of him and he had to deal with them with all his strength.

Without thinking, Lu Xiaotian waved his hand and the Heavenly Halberd appeared. The Heavenly Halberd pointed at the rolling thunder like the sun rising from the east. A vast aura surged toward them. It collided with the falling thunder.

A series of earth-shattering explosions sounded. The mirror-like calm surface of the lake suddenly surged with monstrous waves. The exploding lightning bolts danced wildly like snakes, and the scattered Blood Energy looked like blood sprinkling over the setting sun.

"Junior Brother Ming Xie, don't be careless. This person's methods are not ordinary." The skinny monk warned his junior apprentice brother Ming'E. He could tell that Lu Xiaotian's strength was slightly inferior to Ming'E's, so he let go of his thoughts.

Both sides stretched out their hands, and Lu Xiaotian was sent flying by the earth-shattering force before coming to a stop. He thought to himself that the experts of the 'Ming' generation in the Pearl Buddhist Sect were indeed extraordinary. The square-faced monk from before was one thing, but this monk called Ming Xie looked like a malefic star. For such a person to become a monk, he was indeed an anomaly.

"Senior Apprentice Brother, don't worry. Leave these people to me. Senior Apprentice Brother will go and resolve the Thousand Sound Temple's siege. This time, none of the demons that dared to offend the Thousand Sound Temple can escape." Ming Xie replied. His hands holding the dark green magic staff flashed with lightning and thunder. He roared and stirred the thunder again, attacking Lu Xiaotian with earth-shattering force.

At this time, the demons that were fighting with the 'Ming' generation of the Thousand Sound Temple also realized that danger was approaching. Originally, it was not easy to charge out of the Thousand Sound Temple's protective formation, but the Ice Demon Bat had already expected this situation. A series of earth-shattering explosions sounded from inside. The protective formation that was formed by absorbing the spiritual energy of the Blue Mirror Lake was suddenly blasted open by the Demon Ring Spirit Devouring Thunder. The demons behind the Ice Demon Bat charged out one after another, and the swarm of Demon Bats that blotted out the sky became the best cover for the demons.

At this time, the offensive and defensive positions were switched, and the Thousand Sound Temple's monks chased after them.

The wide sleeves of the middle-aged monk that originally looked like bamboo suddenly expanded like a gust of wind. Amidst the waves of Buddhist chants, two huge tornadoes rose from the ground, stirring up the water of the Blue Mirror Lake. From afar, it looked like a dragon spitting out water. The swarm of Demon Bats that blotted out the sky suddenly became like a fallen leaf caught in a gust of wind, and the sky suddenly became clear.

"Senior Apprentice Brother Ming Yi." At this time, Ming Jing, who had charged out of the island, was overjoyed when she saw the monk with a bamboo pole.

"This poor monk was only a moment late, and caused the Thousand Sound Temple to suffer such a calamity. My sins …" The monk with a bamboo pole sighed slightly, and put his palms together and chanted a Buddhist chant. "Ice Demon Bat Queen, are you guys going to stay behind to atone for your sins, or do you want this poor monk to do it?"

"Bald donkey, if you have the ability, then come at me. This queen is not afraid of you." The Ice Demon Bat Queen's seemingly gentle face was now filled with malevolence. When the Ice Demon Bat Queen saw that things were not going well, she took her grandson and spread her wings. Bat shadows covered the sun, and her speed was so fast that no one had time to react.

"Amitabha, it seems like you want this poor monk to make you stay." The monk with a bamboo pole's voice was calm, and the Buddhist light around his body was faintly discernible. Before he could do anything, the wind howled between heaven and earth, and the mirror-like surface of the lake turned into a raging sea. The clouds gathered and howled.

Lu Xiaotian was secretly shocked. This monk with a bamboo pole was actually Zen Master Ming Yi, who was coming to the Thousand Sound Temple to talk about the sutras and litigation. His magic power was so profound that it had reached a terrifying level. When he attacked, he was even more powerful than the angry-looking monk, Ming E. Could it be that this old monk had already reached the terrifying level of the late-stage Combination Realm?

At this time, in the sky and on the ground, the demons and the Buddhist Sect's Ming generation senior monks were engaged in a fierce battle. Such a chaotic battle between so many Combination Realm experts, near the Blue Mirror Lake, and far away in the Chaotic Demon Region, had not happened in a thousand years.

In the distance, the low-level monks of the Thousand Sound Temple saw the scene of the Ming generation senior showing off their might, and their morale was greatly boosted. The Thousand Sound Temple had almost been slaughtered by the demons. How many years had it been since the Pearl Buddhist Sect had encountered such a disaster? If they dared to have any ideas about the Buddhist Sect, they had to mercilessly break the claws of the other party. Only then could they intimidate the demons.

However, among the monks, there were also two pairs of eyes anxiously watching the fierce battle between Ming E and Lu Xiaotian in the distance.

"What should we do? That Martial Uncle Ming E is too much. Why is he chasing after Senior Lu instead of capturing the demons?" Ding Yu muttered softly.

"Quiet!" Ding Han hurriedly pulled Ding Yu back, afraid that Ding Yu's words would be heard by others and be mistaken as a member of the Buddhist Sect.

"That's right. If Senior Lu hadn't stopped us just now, not to mention us being sucked dry by the man-eating demonic cicada, even those Martial Uncles would have been injured or killed." Ding Yu pursed her lips. Her eyes chased after Lu Xiaotian who was fighting fiercely in the distance and was already at a disadvantage. She could not hide the anxiety in her eyes. "If he hadn't been delayed by the battle with the man-eating demonic cicada to save us, Senior Lu would have been thousands of miles away from the Thousand Sound Temple. How would he have been caught by the seniors of the Sect?"

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