The Legend of the Extraordinaries Chapter 542: Ascetic monk

The guardian was shocked this time. The dense guardian beasts, the guardian golden monk, and the guardian arhat all moved. Only the guardian King Kong did not move. He still stood in the altar, but his head was turned. Looking at that Four Tribulations Sanxian. Liewen.com WwΔW. LieWen. Cc

Sure enough, someone came to play the vanguard, and Mi Xiaojing and others really admired it to the extreme. Mi Youran's calculations were almost indistinguishable.

The man screamed, waving his arm, and instantly, Chunyang axe shot.

The explosion sounded continuously, and wherever the pure sun axe passed, no matter what mythical beast or golden monk, it was all broken into powder, and even the powder was still burning.

At this moment, the power of the fairy is truly revealed.

However, due to the fact that there were so many opponents, this person was also forced to retreat steadily, with a pure sun axe around him, and any beasts and golden monks approaching him would immediately be turned into ashes.

Even if the Four Tribulations Dispersal Immortal power group still has a pseudo-immortal weapon, it was squeezed out by countless attacks, several times in a row. Although it was broken into pieces, I don’t know how many guardian **** beasts and guardian golden monks, but he Still unable to gain a foothold.

When he exited the tower cover, these attacks stopped abruptly.

But the man didn't stop his hand. The pure sun axe originally flying around him suddenly swept past the returning sacred beasts and golden monks like a hot wheel.

In an instant, at least dozens of sacred beasts and golden monks were turned into ashes. This time he also learned to behave. He no longer directly broke in, but used the fairy weapon to keep going back and forth.

Due to the collapse of most of the bans, some of the guards are ineffective, and the bans here are linked to each other. After a part of the collapse, the original blessings for the guards are also missing a lot, which reduces the power of these guards. Coupled with the immortal weapon in the hands of the Four Tribulations Sanxian, this allowed him to occupy an absolute advantage.

At this time, more and more cultivators arrived. When they saw the Four Tribulations scattered immortals, they immediately retreated one by one, not daring to go forward, the aura of the Four Tribulations scattered immortals Strength, no cultivator dared to come forward and talk to him, and the two were not people on the same level at all.

Even if the masters of the fit stage mixed in the crowd, none of them dared to come forward. They can appreciate the power of the Four Tribulations Sanxian better than the average cultivator.

Mi Xiaojing is also feeling the power of the Four Tribulations Sanxian, but for Luo Mei, this person is only above the level. She is convinced that if there is a useful fairy tool, this guy is not her opponent.

The cultivator of the late Mahayana has been infinitely close to the immortal, not a half-bottle of vinegar like Sanxian, she is a genuine quasi-immortal, and I don't know how much stronger than Sanxian's foundation.

Suddenly, a lonely figure caught Mi Xiaojing's attention. This person was the one closest to the Four Tribulations Sanxian. Of course, Mi Xiaojing and the others hiding in the formation did not count.

Mi Xiaojing's spiritual sense swept across, and he immediately saw this person clearly.

He was a man a hundred times filthy dirty than Hutu. He only had an extremely torn robe on his body. The color was indistinguishable. The big hole was covered with small holes, and the hem was a strip of cloth directly at the waist. Straw rope, this straw rope is really a straw rope, a rope twisted of green grass with a black gourd hanging on it.

The man was holding a ghost-head crutch in his hand, but there was a rosary hanging around his neck.

Yan Xiu? Buddhism disciple?

When Mi Xiaojing’s divine sense swept over this person, the other person glanced in the direction where Mi Xiaojing was. This person’s eyes felt sad, his bald head, his face was comparable to Hu Tu’s. , As if rolling in the mud, even if you wash your face with your hands, the traces left make it impossible to identify the age.

The figure is like a bamboo pole. Through the holes of the broken monk's robe, you can see the rib bones like a washboard, skinny, but with a peculiar temperament.

This man is very strong! This was Mi Xiaojing's first thought. His consciousness swept through, and the other party immediately felt the presence of Mi Xiaojing. This person is not easy!

This is an ascetic monk!

Mi Xiaojing suddenly reacted. This kind of person is recorded in the ancient books of development, and he is a typical ascetic monk.

Hu Tu said: "There are more and more masters!"

Mi Youran smiled and said: "The more masters, the better, the more and more chaotic, we will have a chance!"

Hu Tu said: "I'm too lazy to calculate, what do you know?"

Mi Youran said: "I will make arrangements later, don't worry, as long as you listen to my arrangements, there will be gains."

People who know how to calculate are terrible. Hu Tu knew this. He had suffered such a pain before. He only studied for a while, but he realized that this thing requires a strong instinct. He has learned it. After that, I realized that I was only at the level of two knives, and compared with people who were really good at calculations, they were too far behind.

It's just that Hu Tu was later promoted to the Mahayana stage, and his sensitivity has been greatly improved. Generally, a little calculation usually results in results. Although not careful enough, the general direction is still very accurate.

The pure sun axe swept back and forth, the more the man hit, the more anxious, he suddenly backed away, put the pure sun axe away, his eyes and spiritual sense swept the earth at the same time.

The guardians of the Zhenxian Tower gradually dispersed. After all, they are not creatures, but war puppets made by the ancient Buddhist sect. They have no wisdom and thought, plus no command, no prohibition and blessing, and their overall strength has dropped drastically.

As long as the fighters withdraw from the battle circle, they will be at a loss. This has no effect when dealing with ordinary cultivators, but it is obviously impossible to deal with masters like the Four Tribulations Sanxian.

Four Tribulations Sanxian, this person has a strange name.

Happy!

It’s not that he is happy, but that his name is Happiness. With his strength, he originally planned to enter the Zhenxian Pagoda in one go, but after a short try, it turned out that ~IndoMTL.com~ is difficult to do. If there is no one around, he can use the method of slowly grinding, but it won't work now. Once he has cleaned up, the people around will not be polite, and he will not be able to kill everyone.

Especially the appearance of the ascetic monk made him feel threatened.

So happy, he just stepped back. He stared at the ascetic monk, his eyesight was not good, his eyes flashed with danger.

The ascetic monk leaned on a crutches with a ghost head in one hand, and put the other hand on his chest.

He was happy and depressed, and scanned it again with his spiritual sense. He was even more upset. There were hundreds of cultivators present, and some came from a distance.

Because of the prohibition on a large-scale collapse, the threat of crossing the Ezhou is getting smaller and smaller. Many cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage can cope with it, and many people who have been trapped before have also taken the opportunity to get out of the trap.

Cultivators who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul Stage or above are not bad at grasping opportunities. Many people have found this place just by intuition.

Suddenly, the Zhenxian Pagoda shone brightly, and the guardians who walked out of the Buddhist altar began to return to the Buddhist altar.