Chapter 2092 Zen Master Mingyi

Lu Xiaotian blasted away through the air, and met a middle-aged monk with a beard that exploded like steel needles, King Kong glaring at him, and lightning flashed in his eyes. The other one is as thin as a bamboo pole, and it seems that a gust of customs can blow it away, but the threat to Lu Xiaotian is not inferior to that middle-aged monk who is angry with King Kong.

At this time, the distance between the two sides is only more than a hundred miles, and they can see each other.

"Where is the evildoer, do you think that Qianyin Temple can come if you want to come, and you can't leave if you want to. Take a stick from the Sajia family!" The middle-aged monk with King Kong's angry eyes saw Lu Xiaotian, and opened his eyes again. The eyes are now like a pair of copper bells. Although Lu Xiaotian is still Wu Nian at this time, it's just that Qianyin Temple is in a catastrophe at this time, and everyone else is still in the big formation of the temple, how can normal Buddhist sects leave at this time. Besides, the aura on Lu Xiaotian's body has clearly reached the state of integration. It is even more inappropriate to leave at this time.

The middle-aged monk with King Kong's angry eyes made a move with both hands, and a black magic staff with a looming thunder appeared in his hand. As soon as the staff smashed into the air, a series of thunderbolts seemed to fall from the nine heavens, driving thunder clouds billowing in the sky, and bombarding Lu Xiaotian.

At this time, from the sky to the ground, everything is filled with rolling thunder. The thunder and lightning came extremely fast, with an extremely violent aura, even Lu Xiaotian felt that it was inevitable. It's the middle stage of the Fusion Realm again, and there are actually two at once.

Lu Xiaotian was secretly startled, he deserves to be the Buddha Sect, this background is really amazing. Those monsters in Qianyin Temple are afraid that they will steal the chicken this time and lose everything.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian had no time to worry about the monster race behind the ice mephit, and Luo Lai, who seemed to come from nine days, had rushed to his eyes, so he had to deal with it with all his strength.

Before he had time to think about it, Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and made a move, and Fang Tian's painted halberd appeared in response. Fang Tian pointed his halberd at the rolling thunder, like the sun rising from the east. A huge breath rushed over. Facing the lightning strike.

A series of earth-shattering explosions. The surface of the mirror-like calm lake was suddenly filled with huge waves. The thunder and lightning that exploded fluttered like snakes, and the power of the scattered blood gang sprinkled the setting sun like blood.

"Junior Brother Ming E, don't be careless, this person has good means." The monk who was as thin as a bamboo afternoon warned the angry-eyed junior brother Ming E, since he also saw that Lu Xiaotian's strength was even inferior to Ming E's, Also put down the mind.

As soon as the two sides stretched out their hands, Lu Xiaotian was shocked by the overwhelming force and flew upside down for a while before he stopped. He secretly thought that this Ming-generation strongman of Zhuzhu Buddhist Sect was really extraordinary, the square-faced monk before him was nothing more than nothing, but the Ming-Evil monk in front of him looked like an evil star. Such a person can become a monk and become a monk, but he is also a different kind.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will leave some people to my junior brother. Senior brother will go to relieve the siege of Qianyin Temple. This time, none of the ghosts and ghosts who dare to offend Qianyin monk can be let go." Ming Ee replied, holding the Xuanqing Staff with both hands There was lightning and thunder, and he shouted loudly at once, stirring up the thunder again, and hitting Lu Xiaotian like a sky-covering earth.

At this time, the monsters who were fighting with the eminent monks of the Ming Dynasty in Qianyin Temple also realized that the crisis was coming. It was not easy to rush out of the temple guard formation of Qianyin Temple, but the queen ice mephit had already expected this situation . There was a series of earth-shattering explosions inside, and the temple protection formation formed by extracting the spiritual power of Lanjing Lake was suddenly blown out by the magic ring spirit devouring thunder, and several monsters rushed out of it one after another after the ice mephit. Out, the overwhelming mephit swarm took the best cover from a few monsters.

At this time, the offensive and defensive positions were changed, and the monks of Qianyin Temple came chasing and killing them one after another.

The wide sleeves of the middle-aged monk, who originally looked like Zhuwu, suddenly swelled like a gust of wind. Amidst the sound of the Buddha's horn, two huge tornadoes and strong winds rose from the ground, stirring up the thousands of meters of blue mirror lake water. From a distance, it looks like a dragon spitting water. The group of mephits that seemed to cover the sky suddenly fell into a strong wind like fallen leaves, and the sky that covered the sky suddenly became clear.

"Senior Brother Mingyi." Ming Jing, who came out from the island at this time, looked ecstatic when he saw the bamboo pole monk.

"The poor monk was only a moment late, and it caused Qianyin Temple to suffer such a catastrophe, my sin." The bamboo pole monk sighed slightly, clasped his hands together and gave a Buddha's name. "After the ice mephit, should you stay and make atonement yourself, or let the poor monk do it."

"Vald donkey, if you have the ability to let the horse come over, I won't be afraid of you in the future." The soft-looking face of the ice mephit queen was full of ferocity at this time. Seeing that there was nothing she could do, the ice mephit queen took her grandson to spread her wings, and the shadow of the bat covered the sun with such a speed that there was no time to react.

"Amitabha, it seems that the poor monk is going to save the benefactor." The bamboo pole monk's voice was flat, and the Buddha's light was looming all over his body. Before he could make any move, there was a loud whistling wind between heaven and earth, and the mirror-like surface of the lake turned into a raging sea. The clouds gather and howl.

Lu Xiaotian was secretly horrified, this bamboo pole monk was actually Zen Master Mingyi who was coming to Qianyin Temple to give lectures on sutras and litigation. Even if the evil is a bit more powerful, could it be that this old monk has reached the frightening level of late fusion?

At this time, the heavens and the earth, the monsters and the eminent monks of the Ming generation of Fozong fought together. It has never been seen in a thousand years that so many strong people in the combined state fight in a melee, as close as the Blue Mirror Lake and as far as the Chaotic Demon Realm.

The low-ranking monks of Qianyin Temple in the distance saw the situation of senior Mingzi showing off their prestige in front of them, and their morale was greatly boosted. The Qianyinyi Temple was almost slaughtered by the demons. This kind of disaster has not been encountered by the Pearl Buddha Sect for many years. If he dared to attack Buddha Sect, he had to mercilessly interrupt the paw that was handed over by him. Only then can the demon be deterred.

However, among the monks, there were also two pairs of eyes anxiously looking at Ming and Evil who were fighting fiercely in the distant sky, Lu Xiaotian and the other two.

"What should I do, so is Master Ming'e, what are you doing chasing Senior Lu instead of capturing demons?" Ding Yu muttered in a low voice.

"Shut up!" Ding Han hastily pulled Ding Yu, lest others would take Ding Yu's words as a different kind from the Buddhist sect.

"Originally, if Senior Lu hadn't stopped me just now, let alone all of us would have been sucked dry by that ogre cicada, even those uncles and uncles, I'm afraid there would have been casualties." Ding Yu curled his lips, his eyes chasing Lu Xiaotian, who was already at a disadvantage, couldn't hide the anxiety in his eyes despite the fierce battle in the sky. "If it wasn't for saving us from fighting that ogre cicada and wasting time, Senior Lu is thousands of miles away at this time, far away from Qianyin Temple, how could he be blocked by the seniors of the sect?"