Chapter 6572 Help

"No, Master Zhigang is surrounded." Daoyuan frowned.

"As the Shura clan has a large number of people, let's go help Zen Master Zhigang." Miaozhen and Xingjian said.

"good."

Daoyuan flew to the outside of the mountain, waving his Zen staff, which was his natal divine weapon, the Brahma Cloud Zen staff. It made a loud clanging sound, and one after another Buddha clouds flew out.

Miaozhen and Xingjian also shot the Qingyun Miaoshu and the Buddha Sea Infinite Pearl respectively, and then used their magical powers to attack the ten long-browed old men, trying to break their siege on Zen Master Zhigang.

"go."

Seeing this, Wu Ah Sha raised his jade hand and patted the head of the divine eagle beside him.

"Chirp."

The divine eagle spread its wings, which were hundreds of feet long, and were as bright as blood. It was like a red lightning strike, directly hitting Miaozhen, and then swung its sharp claws to grab Xingjian.

This divine eagle is obviously a strange spiritual beast, with fierce strength, fast critical speed, and sharp attacks, which is better than ordinary Five Tribulations Holy God geniuses.

"Eight Treasures Kasaya, go."

When Daoyuan saw this, his shoulders shook, and a cassock that shone with precious light flew out. The brilliant light swept across the sky, covering the divine sculpture from top to bottom, but was avoided by the divine sculpture.

"What a beast, watch and beat him."

Miaozhen felt unhappy after suffering the loss. He sacrificed the Qingyun Miaoshu and swung at the divine eagle one after another.

"Hit it."

Seeing that he was attacked by a sneak attack, Xing was also very angry. He threw the Buddha Sea Infinite Pearl and hit the divine eagle. The divine eagle dropped a large piece of red feathers and flew out diagonally.

Daoyuan seized the opportunity and made the Eight Treasures Kasaya cover it, trapping it.

Seeing this, Wu Ah Sha snorted coldly, her red skirt fluttered, and with a swish, she flew out. Her weak and boneless jade hand was raised, and a streak of blood flew out.

"Electric Blood Blade, kill."

As she shouted, the blood light solidified and turned into a crescent-shaped blood blade. The front was covered with lightning runes and the back was covered with killing runes. It cut through the void and made a whimpering sound.

"Clang" sound;

I saw the lightning-killing blood blade flying away from the Boundless Buddha Sea Pearl, then sweeping out, knocking away the Qingyun Miaoshu, and finally slashing towards the door facing Principle Source.

Daoyuan reacted quickly, raised the Fanyun Zen Staff, and blocked the lightning-slaying bloody blade. He then chanted Amitabha, and the whole body was filled with Buddhist charms and radiant.

Behind him, a giant Buddha appeared, sitting cross-legged on a lotus throne. His right hand was placed flat in front of him, and his left hand was shot out, directly hitting the Flying Blood Blade.

"As expected of a disciple of the Buddha who is respected by the three major Buddhist sects, Monk Daoyuan, you do have some abilities."

Wu'ashian's jade hand raised, retracting the lightning-killing blood blade, her starry eyes looked at Daoyuan, her red skirt danced, her holy power surged, her blood surged, and her aura was cold and fierce.

The three holy sources of killing, lightning and blood manifested around her delicate body. Under the slender jade feet, blood rolled, and bright red lightning struck from the sky, striking at the source of the path one after another.

Daoyuan responded calmly, wearing an eight-treasure cassock to protect his body, holding the Fanyun Zen staff in both hands, and waved forward, and the Sanskrit sound sounded, which was very loud and affected Wuashian's energy and spirit.

The ancient Buddha suspended behind him also took action, and the Buddha's palm struck down, covering the sky and the sun, and shattering bright red lightning.

"The voice of Shura."

Wua frowned and scolded lightly, using the Shura clan's innate magical power, flying out countless killing runes and sending out one after another sound waves.

This sound wave is pervasive, penetrating deep into Daoyuan's spiritual world and affecting his spirit. Once his spirit is unstable, he will fall into the path of killing.

Even though the power of Buddha and light can affect the power of killing, Daoyuan's spirit is still greatly affected, and he hurriedly concentrates his energy.

A giant Buddha descended on his spiritual world to resist the voice of Shura. The infinite Buddha's light confronted the light of killing in the sky, causing Daoyuan's face to sometimes turn golden and sometimes red.

Wuashian frowned slightly, and then started running the Shura bloodline. She was a saint of the Shura clan, and her bloodline was stronger than the ten elders with long eyebrows.

As soon as her bloodline was displayed, her momentum increased rapidly, her jade hands danced, and she evolved into a murderous shadow that filled the sky and attacked Daoyuan's divine body.

Suddenly, Daoyuan retreated steadily, and his control on the Eight Treasures Kasaya weakened, and the divine eagle trapped in it took the opportunity to break free.

The divine eagle was very ferocious. Not only did it escape, but it also blocked the two Miaozhen who wanted to come up to help Daoyuan, and made a sharp and harsh cry.

"Surround them."

Wuashan gave an order, and a large number of Four-Calamity Holy God Shura came up, joining the three Taoyuan people from all directions. Like Zen Master Zhigang, they were surrounded.

Many monks came to the rescue. Unexpectedly, not only could they not break through the Shura clan's defense, but they suffered heavy casualties, presenting a one-sided situation.

Seeing this, the cultivators from the Orcs, Vampires and Giants not only did not come to help, but instead retreated in order to preserve their strength.

"A bunch of cowards."

Wuashian looked at him with disdain, then looked at the trapped Zen Master Zhigang, and said sarcastically: "Monk Zhigang, did you see that? You help them, but they may not help you. This is the human heart."

"Amitabha, Donor Wuashian, no matter what, it is wrong for you to kill at will."

Zen Master Zhigang clasped his hands together, his face neither sad nor happy. The infinite diamond staff was suspended above his head, blocking the attacks of the ten long-browed old men.

If it were an ordinary Holy God of Six Tribulations, he would have died long ago.

But Zen Master Zhigang, as one of the five holy monks of the Brahma Sect, is very powerful. Even if he cannot get out of trouble, it is just a dream for ten people with long eyebrows to hurt him.

"Okay, since you are stubborn, then I will kill these three young monks and eliminate your descendants from the three major Buddhist holy places." Wuashan said.

After saying that, she raised her hand and waved towards Monk Daoyuan and the three of them, and spit out a cold word "kill".

Groan!

But just when the Shuras attacked Daoyuan and the other two, a shocking sword chant suddenly came from Moyun Mountain.

Lin Chen took action. He held the Youlong Sword and used the Xutian Sword, Chengtian Sword and Shengtian Sword smoothly, slashing from top to bottom.

Puff puff puff...

The Shuras who surrounded Daoyuan and the other two had not yet reacted. Some were split in half, some had their hands and feet cut off, or died directly.

These Shuras were four-tribulation saints. With the Shuras, they were comparable to the five-tribulation saints of the human race, but they were vulnerable under Lin Chen's sword.

Boom!

The uninjured Shuras were all blown away by the majestic sword power as Lin Chen fell.

Sword lights flashed like falling pear blossoms. Lin Chen descended from the sky, his black hair flying. He looked at Daoyuan and the other two and said, "Are the three masters safe?"

"Thank you, Heavenly Sword Donor."

The three Daoyuans escaped and nodded to Lin Chen with gratitude.

Zhigang Zen Master, who was trapped by the ten men of the long-browed old man, looked at Lin Chen in surprise and thought, "What amazing swordsmanship. I wonder who this boy is? I have never seen him before."

Seeing this, the long-browed old man hurriedly reminded Wu Axiu, "Saintess, be careful. This boy has great swordsmanship. He must be a genius of the human race in swordsmanship. Don't take him lightly."

Wu Axiu was also shocked by Lin Chen's swordsmanship and frowned and asked, "Who are you?"