The Little Village's Ultimate Doctor

Chapter 2778 Crisis
Chapter 37

"Tianjun!"

At that moment, Abbot Wukong's gaze froze.

The only one who can instantly kill the strong in Tianyun Temple with one blow, and the powerful sword intent can penetrate the void of the floating island, and is not affected by the Buddha's light, is Tianjun!
Three hundred years ago, the Seven Killers fell.

The whole world is so big that there is no more heavenly king in this world!
Now, on this Tianyunfu Island, a Swordsman Heavenly Monarch unexpectedly infiltrated, and he came together with the white-clothed monk who fused the Destiny Pearl.

No matter how dull Abbot Wukong was, he also thought that these people who came here were not kind, and it was definitely not as simple as some overseas Buddhist practice.

Abbot Wukong spoke, his voice was like thunder from nine heavens, and came from outside the sky: "Who are you, and what is the purpose of breaking into Tianyun Temple?"

Ling Xiaofu's face was cold and she didn't respond. She raised her sword and slashed towards the lotus platform. A super strong sword intent swept across the world, creating a thousand-mile-long river of swords that poured down the sky.

With the sword intent enveloped, all the monks on the floating island felt suffocated.

This is the Heavenly Lord. Now on the floating island, only Abbot Wukong can face the might of the Heavenly Lord. However, he still needs to gather the power of faith of all living beings, so he can't make a move.

The monks of Tianyun Temple on the lotus platform opened their hands and joined together, mana surged wildly, hum!

The lotus platform under their feet was filled with countless golden divine patterns, the lotus petals closed one by one, and the river of swords fell, splitting on the closed lotus petals, boom!

An infinite storm of sword intent swept out, and the huge lotus platform shook violently, sinking and floating, and seemed to fly away from the impact of the powerful sword intent, but intertwined with the light of Buddha, the lotus platform seemed to be rooted, it was not split, nor was it split.

This is the treasure of Buddhism.

It is connected with the entire floating island, even if it is Tianjun, it is not easy to break through.

One sword is not enough, Ling Xiaofu walks with the sword like a dragon, a sword-shaped imprint appears on the center of her eyebrows, the sky-reaching sword energy bursts out, and sword lights roar like dragons, mighty and mighty, appear between the heaven and the earth. Fill the void.

The Fengshen Sword slashed down again, and the endless and terrifying Xuanfeng sword energy was like a natural disaster at the end of the day. The sword energy continuously bombarded the lotus platform, erupting terrifying shock waves.

The lotus platform was like a daisy in a violent storm, shaking and trembling violently, as if it might be shattered at any time.

And the storms formed by the shattered sword energy raged back and forth on the floating island. You must know that the floating island has gathered millions of powerful people from the entire continent. Those who can be summoned to the floating island are already the elites of Zhongtianyu.

But even if they are elites, how can they resist Tianjun's sword energy.

Tianjun is supreme, and the number of golden elixirs is not comparable at all, not to mention that these people are still sitting cross-legged on the ground, sacrificing their own power to merge into the huge Buddha shadow.

Chi Chi Chi!
The sword energy was raging, and many monks fell like mowing grass.

When Abbot Wukong saw this scene, his eyes shrank. This was not good. He didn't really care about the lives of these people, but these people were undoubtedly the foundation of Tianyun Temple's belief.

If Ling Xiaofu continues to attack like this, everyone on this floating island will be cut off.

Even if they are not cut off, their faith will be shaken if Tianyun Temple ignores them under the crisis of life and death.

The power of faith of these people is very important to Tianyun Temple.

A faint light appeared in Wukong's pupils.

At the same time, around the floating island, the pupils of a large number of Buddha statues shot faint light. At that moment, the faces of these Buddha statues, which were originally dead, seemed to come alive.

Kakaka, cracks appeared on their bodies, and then, the cracked fragments kept falling. It was not real flesh and blood, but the sculpture shell wrapped around them. When the fragments fell, they were exposed. Their real physical bodies, ancient and sacred figures stood up one by one. They were shrouded in the Buddha's light, as if the ancient holy monks had been revived.

They stepped up into the air, filled with Buddha's light, and launched an attack on Jianhe in the sky.

These figures rushed directly onto the river of swords, and the terrifying sword energy ravaged their bodies, making clanging sounds. The flesh and blood of these holy monks were all of the great way, and they were condensed into golden bodies.

Even though they have passed away long ago, the Taoist golden body is still powerful and boundless, and the sword energy can only break the skin when it hits them.

An ancient holy monk rushed into the river of swords, raised his hands and feet, and had the power to subdue a dragon.

In the sky, the Buddha's light trembled, and Jianhe's violent fluctuations shattered.

Those holy monks broke the river of swords and rushed towards Ling Xiaofu. Ling Xiaofu shrank her eyes, compressed her sword energy, and slashed at the frontmost holy monk with a sword, click!
The sword qi cut deeply into the head of the holy monk, almost splitting him in half, but the holy monk's eyes were neither happy nor sad, as if he felt no pain. After retreating a thousand meters, he stood firm and continued to charge forward .

Ling Xiaofu swung her sword and slashed straight at the figures rushing from all directions.

But there are too many revived saint monks. Their defenses are terrifying and they are unconscious. Even if they are cut in two, they still continue to charge. kill over here.

Without any Dharma, the powerful physical body forcibly shakes the Fengshen Sword.

when!when!when!
Fist and foot hit the Fengshen Sword, and Ling Xiaofu's arm trembled violently. She is not a person who is good at strength, and she is a swordsman who walks away with one blow, but now she cannot retreat, because she wants to protect Long Xiaoshan.

Therefore, it can only attack in a limited space, facing these holy monks with extremely powerful physical bodies.

Ling Xiaofu was so shocked that his blood boiled quickly.

More and more holy monks are rushing forward. Although these holy monks have long lost their combat power, but the number reaches a certain level, it is too terrifying. storm.

However, two fists were no match for four hands, and these unconscious holy monks kept coming in like zombies, drowning her.

The sword energy was shattered.

boom!
Ling Xiaofu was hit by a palm, the sword light on her body trembled violently, she staggered, bang!boom!boom!Immediately, more fists and feet landed on her body, shaking her uncontrollably.

At this time, her defense was broken even more, revealing Long Xiaoshan behind her.

There was a glint in the eyes of the holy monk, who passed her and killed Long Xiaoshan directly.

Wukong saw this scene, his eyes became extremely calm.

Although Tianjun is strong, if he enters here, he is looking for death. Since ancient times in Tianyun Temple, the physical body of the holy monk Da Neng has passed away here. This is the strongest foundation of Tianyun Temple.

As long as Long Xiaoshan is killed, the wheel of fate can be broken. At that time, who can stop Tianyun Temple.

Seeing a holy monk pounce on Long Xiaoshan.

Roar--

The terrifying green mist rolled, and a gigantic sea snake rushed out of the green mist, stretching tens of thousands of feet. She opened her bloody mouth and directly swallowed a large number of holy monks.

(End of this chapter)