Jiuyang Hua Li Bai has been together for too long, and sometimes there is no need to say anything more. You can understand what the other person means by just one or two words.

Just now, Li Banxian was away from the battle circle and had been secretly setting up magic circles. When it was almost the same, he called out Monk Hua.

Lao Li knew that the method he had made could not trap the fierce Kill Qianli, so he called on Monk Hua to use the Buddhist barrier to cover the Kill Qianli.

As soon as the purple gold bowl came out, it immediately floated above the head of Sha Qianli, spinning rapidly, and the "卍" characters of all sizes lingered around, emitting a dazzling golden Buddha light.

After throwing the purple gold bowl out, Monk Hua then folded his hands together, sat cross-legged on the ground, took off a string of Buddhist beads from his neck, placed them between his hands, and then closed his eyes. The magnificent scriptures with echoes suddenly echoed throughout the space.

With the blessing of monk Hua's Buddhist teachings, the light on the purple gold bowl became stronger and stronger.

Looking at the Sha Qianli, he had completely broken the Qi barriers that Li Banxian had created before, but he was trapped in it by the Buddhist barrier of Monk Hua.

"Yiyang, lead to the sky thunder!" Wu Jiuyin turned his head and looked at Zhou Yiyang who was beside him and said.

Without Wu Jiuyin's reminder, Zhou Yiyang had already started preparing and pointed the sword in his hand towards the dark sky.

"The Three Pure Ones are here again, and I will invite the gods of the heavens..."

When the long sword pointed at the sky, Zhou Yiyang was already quickly chanting the spell, intending to use the thunder-induced technique.

Only this super strong and yang power can deal with this Killing Qianli.

But the sword trapped in the Buddhist barrier did not stop at this time. He slashed towards the Buddhist barrier with one sword after another. Every time he slashed, the Buddhist barrier would produce huge fluctuations, and the purple gold bowl floating above his head would be much dim.

Monk Hua, who was sitting on the ground chanting Buddhist scriptures, looked heavy and frowned, as if the sword that Killed Qianli was not slashing on the Buddhist barrier, but slashing on him.

As several heavy swords of Kha Qianli continued to slash against the Buddhist barrier one after another, Monk Hua's condition became worse and worse, his body shaking and trembling, and the light that the purple gold bowl could emit became dimmer, and it felt like Kha Qianli could break through the Buddhist barrier at any time.

After Sha Qianli slashed a few more swords, the monk Hua paused the spell of chanting scriptures, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, his body tilted, and he almost fell to the ground.

"Pretty Flower..." Wu Jiuyin, who was standing beside him, also seemed very nervous. He asked with concern and was about to step forward. Monk Hua just shook his head slightly at him, chanting the sound of spells again, and the Buddhist beads between his hands kept turning in his hands.

The sound of monk Hua chanting mantras also became louder, just like a big bell: "The Buddha of the ten directions and three times in the world, Mi all the Bodhisattvas. The teachings of all the holy beings are only 80,000 saints, and the three words are complete. Amitabha is the Buddha King, the mantra King, the king of merit... Namo Amitabha..."

The monk Hua, who recited the Buddhist scriptures again, had a loud voice, and every word seemed to be filled with echoes.

When I looked at the purple gold bowl again, I once again shone with dazzling light. The previously shaky barrier of Buddhism became clear again, trapping the Kill Qianli in it.

Despite this, a thin blood thread flowed down the corner of Monk Hua's mouth.

He could only grit his teeth and hold on. He had to hold on before Zhou Yiyang led the sky thunder down.

Ge Yu looked at Monk Hua from afar and was inexplicably excited and wanted to go up and help him, but it would be good if he was able to stand up now.

The sword in Sha Qianli's hand was still waving. Every time he slashed out, Monk Hua's body shook violently, and blood kept slid out along the corner of his mouth, dyeing the monk's robe on his body red.

Look at the sky, dark clouds gathered, and the sky and earth were filled with sternness. Suddenly, the wind blew, and it was a strong wind, like flying sand and stones.

"Wululu" There was still a sound of muffled thunder above the head. A large area of ​​black clouds condensed, and accompanied by the sound of muffled thunder, a lightning bolt began to tear open the dark night.

The first lightning flash appeared, followed by one after another of lightning flashes wandering in the black clouds, flapping their teeth and claws, extremely ferocious.

Zhou Yiyang, holding the sword, shouted loudly, and a thick lightning suddenly landed and landed on the Chiwen Bone Sword in his hand.

And Xie Qianli, who was imprisoned in the barrier of Buddhism, suddenly stopped his movements and narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Yiyang.

After several sword energy slashing, the Buddhist barrier maintained by the purple gold bowl began to become a little shaky.

Ge Yu looked at the killing Qianli and felt that the situation was not very good.

Sha Qianli didn't look too panic, his expression was just a little solemn.

Could it be that he can withstand the Nine Heavens Xuan Lei led by Zhou Yiyang?

Ge Yu really wants to know the consequences.

After the thunder fell on the Chiwen Bone Sword, Zhou Yiyang held the hilt in both hands, then shouted again, and the thick lightning slashed down from the tip of the sword, leaving a charred mark on the ground, rolling towards Kill Qianli.

As the thick lightning was about to fall on Sha Qianli, Monk Hua's spell paused, and his body tilted to the side. The purple gold bowl instantly became smaller and rolled to the side.

The barrier of Buddhism disappeared, and the thick lightning rushed towards Kha Qianli at an extremely fast speed.

A very dazzling light made Ge Yu unable to open his eyes.

With a loud "boom", the entire ground swayed slightly, and then quickly returned to silence.

When Ge Yu looked towards the direction of Sha Qianli again, he was shocked, but when he saw that Sha Qianli was still standing there, keeping the sword raising with both hands. The sky thunder did not fall on Sha Qianli, but was instantly transferred by him to a place dozens of meters away, almost leveling a small hill, and emitting bursts of blue smoke.

But after moving away from the thunder of heaven, Ka Qianli, it was obviously not very pleasant. His face became more and more serious, and his eyes were different when he looked at Zhou Yiyang.

When the first thunder fell, the speed of the thunder behind it was much faster.
Chapter completed!