Chapter 4965 Mandala Bodhisattva, King Cangmu

"You have Buddhist believers, and the army under my command is not vegetarian."

After the initial shock, Di Niao Mopeng snorted coldly. After a brief confrontation between the two sides, Di Niao Mopeng had a certain understanding of the strength of Miexin Ancient Buddha.

Although he woke up again after many years of silence, the opponent's strength has not faded much, at least with the help of the black and purple water, Di Niao Mopeng thought to himself that it would not be easy to deal with the opponent.

Right now, Lu Xiaotian and a few other little guys are in the big formation, and he doesn't have the time to take care of them. But this is the Yunya Demon Palace, so I understand that these juniors can't escape anywhere.

Di Niao Mopeng waved his hand, and the sound of Mopeng's long cry followed one after another.

The magic roc army neatly arrayed in the void is divided into several arrays, mainly the golden crown, red crown, and blue crown magic roc.

These Mopeng are the three branches of the Emperor's Mopeng lineage, and the commanders of the three armies are all strong at the same level as the Wuyuhuozhuo, but they don't hold the turbid fairy pot like the Wuyuhuozhuo.

Even Emperor Niao Mopeng couldn't take out much of this half-step Xuantian magic weapon easily.

The Desireless Fire Salamander was suddenly beside the Golden Crowned Demon Eagle. The three magic roc armies are a three-headed white curl with no eyeballs.

"Cangmu King Niao!" The Golden Gu demon monks looked extremely ugly, the situation in front of them was already extremely dangerous, and the fluctuation of the fighting skills of the ancient Buddha Miexin made them extremely passive. Now there is another strong man in the realm of primordial spirit and demon body.

Lu Xiaotian also felt a chill behind his back when he saw it. The Yunyi Demon Palace alone had gathered such elite forces in a short period of time, so Lu Xiaotian really didn't have much confidence in whether he could get out of trouble.

"Dongfang Dansheng, and Golden Gu Demon Monk, you guys, now you know what it means to be hard to fly, right?" Wu Desire Fire Salamander laughed wantonly, looking at Lu Xiaotian and the others with complacent expressions.

"It's just relying on the power of Emperor Niao Mojun to pretend to be a tiger, and I don't want to see how miserable I am now."

The Golden Gu Demon Monk replied disdainfully. It is estimated that Di Niao Mopeng is not in the mood to recruit them now, and the Golden Gu Demon Monk is too lazy to say soft words.

It's nothing more than a battle. They are far from being opponents of each other, isn't there an army of skeleton monks from the Miexin Ancient Buddha behind them?

"I also ask Lord Cangmu to hand over these guys to my subordinates. I have been seriously injured by them so far. I have to kill these people myself to calm down the depression in my heart." Wang Niao asked for instructions.

"Are you sure?" Cangmu Wang said calmly.

"It's not a big problem to kill these four people." Wuyu Huoxin gritted his teeth.

"In this case, you can make your own decision according to the situation." Cangmu Wangyou nodded. He didn't pay attention to Lu Xiaotian and others. Although the existence of this kind of strength can be regarded as an extremely top minority in the army under Emperor Niaomopeng's command, it is He hasn't put it in his eyes yet.

Looking at the entire Yunyou Demon Temple at this time, the only ones who can enter his Dharma eyes, apart from Emperor Niao Mopeng and Miexin Ancient Buddha, is a one-armed skeleton monk with a skeleton like sapphire in the army of skeleton monks.

The strength of the opponent's aura made Cangmu Wang Niao couldn't help arousing his fighting spirit.

He can't fight against a strong man like Di Niao Mopeng at the level of a demon king. The gap is not small, and there are extremely limited people who can fight with him.

Cangmu Wangyou's body turned into three, and rushed towards the one-armed skeleton monk like lightning.

"Cangmu Demon Realm!" A stern voice sounded, and the area surrounded by the three white curls instantly turned into a piece of silvery white, and the bodies of the low-level skeleton monks involved in it began to melt a little bit under the silvery white magic light.

Even a considerable part of the black purple yin water began to evaporate under this silvery white light.

The broken-armed skeleton monk paced in the void, just flicking his fingers, gray smoke rose from the void, and then a vine with a human face on the leaf grew out of the gray smoke.

The vines grew at an astonishing speed, and then under the wide leaves, pale gray peony-like flowers bloomed.

"Nightmare Mandala! You are the Mandala Bodhisattva!" The three white curls exclaimed in surprise at the same time, looking at the one-armed skeleton monk with a little more seriousness in their eyes.

"It's been a long time since anyone called the poor monk that way." The broken-armed skeleton monk responded without sadness or joy.

During the stepping in the void, the nightmare mandala grew wildly all the way, and the gray mandala flowers separated from the vine branches and floated into the void. In a blink of an eye, the nightmare mandala in the surrounding space was as dense as raindrops.

"The mandala blooms, and the evil spirits descend into the world. Use the purest evil to cleanse the thousands of causes and effects in this world."

Mandala Bodhisattva walks lightly like an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, and preaches the demon-like Buddhism in a Zen-clean and ethereal tone.

Even the golden Gu demon monk who is outside the Cangmu Demon Realm, Yanping couldn't help being dizzy after hearing the Zen words of Manduo Bodhisattva inadvertently, with a feeling of wanting to fall into this boundless evil. Feel.

Lu Xiaotian's heart was also pounding, just now Cangmu Wang Niao made a move, and the Cangmu Demon Realm stretched out, it was already another existence after the sublimation of the law space, which made him feel a sense of fear that he was afraid to avoid it.

Just looking at the situation in front of him, the Cangmu Demon Realm can't trap Manduo Bodhisattva at all.

Lu Xiaotian can be regarded as someone who has seen big winds and waves, but compared with the scene before him, the previous ones are a bit insignificant. Not to mention that Miexin Ancient Buddha and Emperor Niao Mopeng had already fought, and on the other side of the Qiankun Tunhai Map, Jin Guangxianjun and Zishu Youying couldn't stop fighting.

Just the Cangmu Wuyou and Manduo Bodhisattva in the primordial spirit and demon body state in front of him opened his eyes.

At this time, the atmosphere in the surrounding space continued to change rapidly. The auras of Emperor Niao Mopeng and Mie Xin Ancient Buddha are sometimes far and sometimes near, intertwined repeatedly, fighting back and forth.

Now there is more competition between Manduo Bodhisattva and Cang Wang Wang Niao.

And the three magic roc armies brought by Cangmu Wang Niao also strangled together with the skeleton monk soldiers on a large scale.

From time to time, in the void, magic birds screamed that their bodies were torn apart, and a large number of roc feathers fell, or skeleton monk soldiers were continuously broken into a large number of broken bones and sprinkled from the void.

For a while, the battle was extremely fierce, and the Yunyou Demon Palace was the home of the Mopeng army. At this time, there was Emperor Niao Mopeng, Cangmu Wang Niao personally leading them. Naturally, there was no possibility of retreating in the face of such a group of foreign skeleton monks.

All these skeleton monks must be wiped out, otherwise they will not end well under the wrath of the Demon Lord Thunder.

And these skeleton monk soldiers, as believers who fell silent with the ancient Buddha Miexin, reappeared with the ancient Buddha Miexin at this time, inheriting the ancient Buddha's way of being ruthless and desireless.

No matter how powerful the Magic Peng army in front of them is, it is far from enough to make them feel the slightest fear. The brutality of a fight is really rare.

Lu Xiaotian and the others are under the intertwining of several different powerful auras, just adapting to this different powerful aura and switching repeatedly is enough to test the adaptability of him and the Golden Gu Demon Monk.

Under the cooperation advocated by Lu Xiaotian, just now there was a slight sign of breaking the deadlock in front of them. At this time, several people seemed to be stuck in the mud again.

On the other hand, even though Wuyuhuoxamander has only one right arm left connected to the Zhuoxian pot, under the magic light emitted by the Zhuoxian pot, the situation seems to be much better than that of Lu Xiaotian and the others.

"Dongfang Pill Sage, Golden Gu Demon Monk, Yanping, you guys are very good. After killing you all, this demon will go to Yeyuan City sooner or later to slaughter all the Bingye demons." Wuyu Huoxin's tone was cold Coming urgently.

"This Zhuoxian Pot has a little more power in the Cloud Demon Palace than before, you guys just wait and die slowly."

Desireless Fire Salamander raised his palm, "The universe is vast, it fills the pot, the flames are burning, the dust of the chaotic world"

Wuyuhuo salamander muttered something in his mouth, and spit out a mouthful of magic essence on the turbid fairy pot. Immediately, the Zhuoxian Pot turned into a huge pot shadow and expanded outward at an astonishing speed.

Lu Xiaotian's eyes were serious, if he hadn't been suppressed by the breath of this place, he wouldn't have been covered by the shadow of the pot so quickly.

For a while, the wind and sand filled the air, and pieces of gray-blue flames surged from the depths of the pot shadow. However, this gray-blue flame obviously carries the erosion of the profound meaning of the law of the water system, and it has been exerted to the point where everything can penetrate.

Yanping let out a cry of pain. She also has the magical power of cultivating magic flames, but she is still unable to compete with the magic flames in the Zhuoxian pot, and she is the first to be affected.

Lu Xiaotian Fangtian's painting halberd trembled, and dragon shadows walked out of it one after another, each exhaling dragon's breath, knocking out the sand dust and gray blue flames that kept coming.

However, the scorching heat in the gray-blue flame made people feel restless. There are a few more spots in the innocent state of mind, and the spots have a tendency to expand. It made everyone present extremely uncomfortable.

"Trapped in the turbid fairy pot, you guys are waiting to die." Wuyu Huo salamander stretched out his hand and slowly dragged the shadow of the pot into the turbid fairy pot.

At this time, strictly speaking, Lu Xiaotian and the others were only captured by the shadow of the pot, and had not yet fully entered the Zhuoxian pot. However, the Fire Salamander would not give up any chance to hit a few people.

In the process of dragging the pot shadow into the Zhuoxian pot, the joint block of Lu Xiaotian and the four also made the Wuyu fire salamander feel great resistance. It would be a great thing to reduce the resistance by dispelling the opponent's confidence.

The Golden Gu Demon Monk's Zen staff swung out, Kong Shan made a magic seal of raging black flames, and Yanping's palms slapped red jade flame pillars one after another.

Realizing that it was time for life and death, the golden Gu demon monks shot with all their strength one after another, even though they knew that even if they rushed out of the pot shadow, there would still be no way out in the Yunling Demon Palace.

It's just that those who have cultivated to their level are all people who have experienced thousands of hardships, and they will never give up any possibility easily even in a desperate situation.

"Dongfang Dansheng, don't hesitate to attack with all your strength!" Seeing that the power of Lu Xiaotian's Fang Tian painting halberd had faded, Yanping couldn't help shouting anxiously.

At this time, the power of Lu Xiaotian Fangtian's painting halberd has become the absolute main force among the four of them. Seeing that the pot shadow is about to fully merge with the Zhuoxian pot itself, Yanping and the others are naturally sweating profusely.

However, Lu Xiaotian turned a deaf ear to the voices of Yanping, Kong Shan, and the Golden Gu Demon Monk. Fang Tian took back his halberd slowly, as if he had given up struggling.

There was a look of surprise in the eyes of Wuyu Huoxun, who never expected that the one who gave up hope first among the few would be Lu Xiaotian, the most powerful.

Based on Wu Desire Huo Salamander's understanding of Lu Xiaotian, this guy is not someone who will easily admit defeat.

Just as Wuyu Huoxun was amazed, suddenly there was a frightening and shocking wave of power in the huge pot shadow.

I saw Fang Tian's painted halberd that Lu Xiaotian had slowly retracted suddenly cut out again, and a distorted and ugly halberd mark appeared crookedly.

It's just that this extremely ugly halberd mark is a burst of fright that Wuxihuo Salamander can't hide. The power of this halberd has already surpassed his current state, and it seems a bit like an attack from Manduo Bodhisattva or King Niao of Cangmu.

Even though it was not as powerful as those two old monsters, for the Fire Salamander, it was already beyond the limit he could bear.

"How is it possible!" Yanping, Kong Shan, and the Golden Gu Demon Monk who were beside Lu Xiaotian felt even more deeply.

It doesn't look very beautiful, the sloppy halberd, the berserk and blazing secrets of the law almost make them feel insane, and its powerful aura has far surpassed any of them present.

Chi! Several Zhuoxian pot shadows that could not be broken after a joint attack were hit by the halberd mark, and a hole was cut open without any hindrance.

"Let's go!" Yanping and the others were immediately overjoyed, and they didn't have the time to worry about how Lu Xiaotian managed it. They were able to hit an attack far beyond their own realm. But as long as you can get out of trouble, these are not important.

"Dongfang Dansheng, what's the matter with you?" Kong Shan, who took the opportunity to jump out of the pot shadow, turned his head and saw the bloodshot hanging from the corner of Lu Xiaotian's mouth, his heart skipped a beat.

At this juncture, Lu Xiaotian can't do anything, if Lu Xiaotian is seriously injured, they won't even have room to struggle.

"It's nothing, you guys will help me deal with the attacks of those ordinary magic rooks. If there is a place with a lot of resistance, I will take the shot." Lu Xiaotian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but there was a smile on his face.

The Zhuoxian Pot has a deep relationship with the Cloud Demon Palace in front of it, and its power is obviously stronger than that of Miexin Buddha Realm.

Driven by Wuyu Huoxamander, although Lu Xiaotian's four joint offensives are not weak, they are not enough to break free from the shackles of the Zhuoxian Pot.

At this time, Lu Xiaotian was also forced into a dilemma, but in a hurry, he thought of the fluctuations when he attacked Cangmu Wang Niao and Manduo Bodhisattva, who were strong at the level of primordial spirit and demon body.

Lu Xiaotian forcibly reconciled the profound meaning of the law he had cultivated with the power of blood, and squeezed his consciousness into the power of the law, and the power that erupted was really extraordinary.

But to really defeat Huying, Yanping's three powerful attacks are also indispensable, but Lu Xiaotian's stunning halberd covered up the light of the three's shots.

Lu Xiaotian suffered some injuries just now, not because he was injured by the power of the Zhuoxian Pot, but because he forcibly raised his power to a level beyond his own realm and suffered a lot of backlash.

If it weren't for the power of Haohan's totem in Fang Tian's painting of the halberd to buffer the big damage, Lu Xiaotian would never be able to be as calm as before.