Chapter 2779

"Take the lesser of the two evils. Although King Lu Dan has good strength, he also has many means, but now he is trapped in the five Jue monks subduing the tiger array. Unless the Pope allows, King Lu Dan will never be realistic even if he has a wide wrist and wants to break out of the array." Kong e doesn't recognize that Lu Xiaotian's strength will reach such an amazing level.

"Don't forget that King Lu Dan has not only practiced both Dharma and physique, but also advanced to Mahayana for many years. He practiced the Buddhist Bible and was the first person to practice this skill since the Bible was lost. You and I can't predict the power of his means. There are no prohibitions and arrays that can't be broken in the world."

Kongming shook his head and said cautiously, "not to mention the strength of King Ludan, the strength of King Ludan in the chaotic demon domain alone is worth our attention. If Kongming sees that senior brother can fly to the fairy world, the strength of the sect will be further weakened. When the five Jue monks subdue the tiger array can't move lightly, we can't have the slightest advantage in the face of King Ludan's external forces."

"The harm is lighter than the harm. The threat behind the sword embryo is far greater than that of King Lu Dan. If it is an enemy, the Buddha will certainly pay a higher price. What's more, the other party is willing to take out the empty Tianding in exchange. The Buddha has no reason to refuse."

"I hope this will not cause greater losses to Buddhism." Kongming sighed slightly.

After Kongming and KONE left, Lu Xiaotian's face became gloomy. He didn't expect such a change. Did the person behind the sword tire know whether he practiced lotus separation or was afraid of his original statue?

The cultivation has reached the current level. Even for the people behind the sword tire, Lu Xiaotian no longer feels that the other party is invincible as before. Even if it's a well-established ability to survive robbery. Lu Xiaotian is also confident of fighting with him.

Only at this time, he was trapped by the battle power of the five Jue monks of the Buddha sect. It's not polite to say that it's the highest combat power of Buddhism. It's all used on him. Lu Xiaotian doesn't know whether he should feel honored or unlucky.

In a sense, these five unique monks should be the flesh bodies of five eminent monks who have been dead for many years. Over the years, monks of the Buddha sect have injected a wisp of yuan God and mana respectively before the death, forming a ten thousand Buddha Soul Crystal in the five unique monks.

Although with the passage of time, the power in the five Jue monks will continue to pass, it will be supplemented every time. On the whole, they have maintained an amazing level of combat power. The Buddha sect has been established for countless years, and has encountered numerous strong strokes. At the most serious time, it is also facing the disaster of exterminating the sect. At the critical time, it is the five Jue monks who decide to fight to resolve the crisis. Finally, it established the transcendent position of Buddhism in this world.

The single strength of the five Jue monks may not be stronger than that of an ordinary Mahayana monk, but the five monks work together, not to mention the mystery of the battle, just facing the five Mahayana warriors can make other monks lose confidence.

Even if Lu Xiaotian was trapped here for more than 800 years, he never stopped studying the five unique monks subduing the tiger array, and he didn't find any loopholes to drill. It's not without weaknesses. Lu Xiaotian thought to himself that if several monks close to him started at the same time and cooperated with each other, there would be no possibility of a war. He can do it on his own. Even though there is an extremely small gap between the hands of the five Jue monks, the other party has made up for it before Lu Xiaotian reacts.

With such an array and the strength of the person who arranges the array, once launched, he can only parry in the array and has no power to fight back.

Lu Xiaotian thought about it for a while and finally determined one thing. When he reached the current state, it was unrealistic to greatly improve his strength. That is, the soul melting Dharma was also practiced to the point of twelve soul melting, and he could not fundamentally reverse the situation.

"The key lies in the outside. Just relying on the existing strength outside, if you want to cooperate with him inside and outside, the five unique monks subdue the tiger array is still not ready."

Lu Xiaotian's eyebrows wrinkled into the word Chuan, which is to count his broken arm, lotus and Xiang Qingcheng. It doesn't seem to be enough.

It is worthy of being a Buddhist sect that has been handed down for thousands of years. Lu Xiaotian felt helpless. At the same time, he couldn't help but sigh. Maybe he would stay in this Buddhist sect for a long time. Lu Xiaotian's eyes closed. There is no chance for the time being, which doesn't mean there will never be any. The most indispensable thing in the world is variables.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, Lu Xiaotian sits on the ground, like a stone carving, like an inseparable round whole with the huge stone Buddha in the five directions.

At this time, millions of miles away, the broken arm goes between the dead. The speed of the broken arm can be called chasing the wind month by month, but it suddenly stopped in front of a clear lake. I saw a beautiful and refined figure standing in the grass beside the lake, integrated with heaven and earth, just like a part of the picture.

"Where are you?" the figure turned and looked at the broken arm in the void, with a little doubt in his eyes.

"I've been trapped in Tanzhu Buddhism for more than 800 years. What you see in front of you is that I used some means." he looked at Xiang Qingcheng in front of him. After he defeated pengniu Shengjun, he deliberately left a clue. Since Xiang Qingcheng is in the chaotic demon domain, it's not difficult to find him.

"Why are you trapped in the Buddha sect? You have set up a lot of enemies, and what are you doing to provoke the Buddha sect?" Xiang Qingcheng smiled slightly, and she had nothing to say about Lu Xiaotian's ability to cause trouble.

"I didn't think I would get into these things in vain." Lu Xiaotian's deputy Yuanshen could only smile bitterly and introduced the situation of that day roughly.

"In this case, you can't be completely blamed for this. According to the current situation, the Buddha sect may not always put you under house arrest."

After listening to the whole story, Xiang Qingcheng was relieved that Lu Xiaotian had killed ye Qianxun. Although Lu Xiaotian had been under house arrest in Buddhism for more than 800 years, he had no fear of life. It was different from that when he was chased and killed by Ye Qianxun.

"There is some room for discussion with the Buddha sect, but everything is possible, but we can't completely place our hope on the initiative of the Buddha sect. If things change, the Buddha asked me to come out this time. It's not without the intention of joining hands to put pressure on the Buddha sect."

The broken arm said, "nameless should be in trouble now. In terms of strength, after refining ye Qianxun's swallow yuan sword embryo, nameless is no weaker than I am now. If you are in trouble, I'm afraid it's not small. Go with me."

"Why should I go with you?" Xiang Qingcheng snorted. "Up to now, I don't know what's going on between me and you."

"I'm Lu Xiaotian, and you're Xiang Qingcheng." the broken arm conjures up a smiling image of Lu Xiaotian's master, "after you reached the rank of Mahayana, you came all the way to the chaos demon region. You didn't come to visit mountains and rivers after all."

"Isn't there a Luo Ping around you?" Xiang Qingcheng didn't know how he could say this unconsciously. As soon as he said it, Xiang Qingcheng's beautiful face was like burning clouds, a soul-stirring red rouge.

"She is good, you are you. When the time comes, everything will know. Let's go." Lu Xiaotian, deputy Yuanshen, smiled at the speech and left.

Xiang Qingcheng stomped his feet and followed the broken arm to the endless demon sea.