At this moment, the guardians were alarmed. The protective beasts, the golden monks, and the arhats all moved like raindrops. Only the guardian Vajra did not move. He was still standing in the Buddhist niche, but his head had been turned, looking at that Four Tribulations Loose Immortal.
Sure enough, someone came to take the lead. Mi Xiaojing and others were really impressed to the extreme. Mi Youran's calculation was almost perfect.
The man shouted loudly, waved his arms, and in an instant, the Pure Yang Ax was launched.
Explosions sounded continuously, and wherever the Pure Yang Ax passed, no matter whether it was a divine beast or a golden monk, it was all shattered into powder, and even the powder even burned.
At this moment, the power of the immortal weapon is truly revealed.
However, due to the overwhelming number of opponents, this man was forced to retreat step by step. The pure Yang ax surrounded him, and any divine beast or golden monk that came close to him would immediately be reduced to ashes.
Even though the Four Tribulations Loose Immortal was extremely powerful and had a pseudo-immortal weapon, he was squeezed out bit by bit by countless attacks. After several consecutive impacts, he smashed countless protective beasts and golden monks, but he still couldn't stand. .
When he exited the tower cover, these attacks stopped abruptly.
But the man didn't stop. The pure Yang ax that was flying around him suddenly became like a hot fire wheel, aiming at the returning mythical beasts and sweeping towards the golden monks.
In an instant, at least dozens of divine beasts and golden monks were reduced to ashes. This time, he also learned the lesson and no longer broke in directly, but kept sweeping back and forth with his fairy weapon.
Due to the collapse of most of the restrictions, some of the guardians became ineffective, and the restrictions here were linked one by one. After some of the collapse, a lot of the blessings originally given to the guardians were also missing, which reduced the power of these guardians. In addition, the four The immortal weapon in the hands of Jie Sanxian gave him an absolute advantage.
At this time, more and more cultivators arrived. When they saw the Four Tribulations Loose Immortal, they all immediately retreated, not daring to continue to move forward. The momentum and strength exuded by the Four Tribulations Loose Immortals were no longer there. Which cultivator dares to come forward and talk to him? The two are not on the same level at all.
Even among the masters in the integration stage who were mixed in the crowd, no one dared to stand out. They could understand the power of the Four Tribulations Loose Immortals better than ordinary cultivators.
Mi Xiaojing was also impressed by the strength of the Four Tribulations Loose Immortal, but to Luo Mei, this person was just above the level. She firmly believed that if there were suitable immortal weapons, this guy would not be her opponent.
A cultivator in the late Mahayana period is already infinitely close to an immortal. She is not a half-hearted person like Sanxian, but a genuine quasi-immortal, whose foundation is much better than that of Sanxian.
Suddenly, a lonely figure caught Mi Xiaojing's attention. This person was the person closest to the Four Tribulations Loose Immortal. Of course, Mi Xiaojing and the others were hiding in the formation, not counting.
Mi Xiaojing's consciousness swept over and he immediately saw this person clearly.
This is a man who is a hundred times filthier than Hu Tu. He only has a robe in extreme tatters. The color is indistinguishable at all. There are big holes inside small holes. The hem is directly made of cloth. There is a straw rope around his waist. This straw rope is really just a straw rope, a rope made of grass, with a black leather gourd hanging on it.
The man held a crutch with a ghost head in his hand, but a string of rosary beads hung around his neck.
Yanxiu? A disciple of Buddhism
When Mi Xiaojing's spiritual consciousness swept over this person, the other person glanced in the direction of Mi Xiaojing. This person's eyes had a sad feeling. He had a bald head and a face that was comparable to that of Hu Tu, as if he was He rolled in the mud and rubbed his face with his hands, leaving traces that made it impossible to identify his age.
He has a figure like a bamboo pole, and through the holes in the torn monk's robe, you can see his ribs like a washboard. He is skinny, but has a peculiar temperament.
This man is very strong! This was Mi Xiaojing's first thought. His spiritual consciousness swept over him, and the other party immediately sensed Mi Xiaojing's existence. This person was very extraordinary!
This is a sadhu!
Mi Xiaojing suddenly realized that people with this appearance were recorded in Yanxiu's classics and were very typical ascetics.
Hu Tu said: "There are more and more masters!"
Mi Youran smiled and said: "The more masters the better, the more chaos there is, the more we have a chance!"
Hu Tu said: "I'm too lazy to calculate. What did you find?"
Mi Youran said: "I will make arrangements later. Don't worry, as long as you listen to my arrangements, you will be rewarded."
People who can calculate are terrible. Hu Tu knew this well. He had suffered such a hardship before, so he studied it for a while. However, he found that this thing requires a strong talent and instinct. After learning it, he understood Well, I am only at the level of a second-hand swordsman. Compared with someone who is truly good at calculations, I am far behind.
It's just that Hu Tu later advanced to the Mahayana stage, and his sensitivity level was greatly improved. For ordinary things, a little calculation often leads to results. Although he is not careful enough, the general direction is still very accurate.
The pure Yang ax swept back and forth, and the man became more and more anxious as he fought. He suddenly retreated, put away the pure Yang ax, and scanned the ground with his eyes and consciousness at the same time.
The guardians of the Immortal-Suppressing Tower gradually dispersed. After all, they were not living creatures, but war puppets made by the ancient Buddhist sect. They had no wisdom and thoughts, and there was no one to command them, and there was no restriction and blessing, so their overall strength dropped significantly.
As long as the combatants withdraw from the battle circle, they will be at a loss. This has no effect when dealing with ordinary cultivators, but it is obviously not good to deal with masters like Sijie Sanxian.
Four Tribulations Loose Immortal, this person has a strange name.
Happy!
It's not that he is happy, but his name is Gao Xing. With his strength and cultivation, he originally planned to rush into the Immortal Tower in one go, but after trying it for a while, he found that it was difficult to do it. If there was no one around, he could The slow grinding method won't work now. Once he cleans up, the people around him won't be polite, and he can't kill everyone.
Especially the appearance of the ascetic monk made him feel threatened.
So Gao Xing simply withdrew. He stared at the ascetic with an evil look in his eyes and a dangerous light in his eyes.
The ascetic monk held a ghost-headed cane in one hand and raised his hand on his chest with his head lowered. He did not look around and just stood silently.
Happy and depressed at heart, he scanned it again with his spiritual consciousness. He felt even more unhappy. There were already hundreds of cultivators present, and there were still people coming from afar.
Due to the large-scale collapse of the ban, the threat of the disaster boat has become smaller and smaller. Many Nascent Soul cultivators can cope with it, and many people who were previously trapped also took the opportunity to escape.
Cultivators who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage or above are very good at grasping opportunities. Many people find this place just by relying on intuition.
Suddenly, the Zhenxian Tower emitted a dazzling light, and the guardians who walked out of the Buddhist niche began to return to the Buddhist niche.