Chapter 324 The Monk Blocking the Road

The sword cultivators and the three giant Buddha statues fought fiercely. Occasionally, the terrifying sword energy leaked out, affecting the monk assassins around them, and they were instantly shattered and fell from the sky. The Buddha statues should have been compassionate, but they would occasionally slap the Qionglou assassins fleeing in the air, turning them into pieces or burning them in flames.

Their place had become the restricted area of ​​the entire battle. No matter monks or Qionglou assassins, they all stayed away from the restricted area without exception.

Outside the restricted area was purgatory. The monks and Qionglou assassins were merciless. Every collision and battle would be accompanied by limb fragments and corpse meat.

"Puff!!"

A Qionglou assassin cut off the monk's head with a sword. The monk was still muttering something when his head fell. Suddenly, the assassin's chest exploded, and a white hand came out of his chest, holding a throbbing heart, and behind him was another monk.

The Vajra Buddha beads held hands and tightly wrapped around each other. A tall and fierce monk swung a fierce palm and hit a Qionglou assassin on the head. Instantly, the head collapsed and the brain exploded. The monk chanted Amitabha, stretched the Vajra Buddha beads in his right hand, turned into a Buddha chain, and put it around the neck of the Qionglou assassin beside him. With a bang, the head of the Qionglou assassin fell immediately.

The battle was fierce, with blood and corpses everywhere. There were even monk assassins who hit the ground. Bang bang, the ground broke, and the broken corpses were scattered. In the bloody rain, pairs of monk assassins fought one by one.

Not far from the battlefield, there were three figures running fast on the ground. It was not that the three were timid, but in this kind of scene, if you don’t have the strength to penetrate the sky, it is difficult to survive. Even if you survive, the three golden Buddhas will save you and send you to hell.

As Li Zetian fled, he looked back at the battle behind him. His face was pale and his eyes were full of fear. Although his strength had reached the fourth level of Takumi after a few years, and he could cover his body with the soul of the alien beast and arm himself, it was obvious that such strength was not enough in front of the sword cultivators, assassins and monks flying all over the sky.

This level of progress, in any medium-sized tribe in the prehistoric continent, he would be a first-class genius.

Li Zetian was originally a genius, but he was just a salted fish and didn't want to practice. He just wanted to eat and wait for death. Even so, he lived a good life in the Qionglou and slacked off in practice. His strength reached the fourth level of the dual souls of the skunk alien beast soul and the gecko alien beast.

If he was given a few more years, he might be able to naturally break through to the fifth or even sixth level of Takumi. If he practiced seriously, Li Zetian's strength would be even stronger.

However, there is no regret medicine. He thought he would spend his whole life in the Qionglou Organization in peace. Unexpectedly, in just a few years, the Qionglou Organization was broken by others, and it might even be directly destroyed. Li Zetian would have no place to sneak around again.

He was both heartbroken and helpless.

Chen Yu's strength also improved rapidly. He used to be a double-soul Takuwu level 3. In the past few years, after his own hard training, he has reached the double-soul level 5. The double-soul level 5 can cover half of the body with the soul of the alien beast, which is already better than his half-brother Chen Yi.

It's just that the two of them are the cultivation system of the prehistoric continent after all, and they can't integrate into the sword cultivation of the Xinxiang continent, so they can't control the flying sword at all.

But in the current situation, even if the two can control the flying sword, it is a loss-making thing. If they are discovered and beaten directly, what can they do?

"Brother, No. 1, hurry up! The war is about to reach us. We have to leave quickly, otherwise we will be discovered by those monks and they will make us go to paradise." Li Zetian's voice came from the front.

Chen Yu smiled bitterly. This guy can still find joy in suffering. Really.

However, he still silently accelerated his pace and headed forward. However, the battlefield was spreading in all directions. Once involved, it would not be easy to get rid of it with just words.

No. 1 remained silent, still as silent as when Li Zetian and the others first met.

"Stop!" The silent No. 1 suddenly spoke.

Li Zetian and Chen Yu stopped immediately and turned back to look at No. 1. In such a crisis, they still had to stop. Was there water in their brains?

No. 1 was hidden in the black robe and his face could not be seen clearly, but through No. 1's eyes, Li Zetian and Chen Yu read caution and vigilance in it. They followed No. 1's gaze and looked at a few big trees, nothing else.

"Number One, you're out of your mind." Li Zetian stopped talking as soon as he said that. His eyes instantly became alert. A figure slowly walked out of their sight.

The figure was tall, strong and powerful, with blood stains on his body, a blood-stained bead necklace hanging on his chest, plain cloth clothes, and a shiny head.

A monk! !

A monk who just walked out of the battlefield.

Li Zetian and Chen Yu were shocked. This monk was on the road they were on, but they were unaware of it and did not find the other party's trace at all. If it were not for Number One's reminder, the two of them would probably run directly in front of each other like rabbits.

The monk smiled at the three people and said, "Amitabha, three donors, you should have led all the way to the paradise, why are you stopping? Is it because my Buddhist teachings are not good enough, and you donors look down on me?"

As soon as these words came out, the three people felt a chill on their backs. Good guy, he was ambushing them in front of them, waiting for them to go forward and die.

Chen Yu looked back at the sky. The battlefield was still behind them and had not spread here yet. But why did the great monk come in front of them?

Li Zetian stared at the monk with his eyes wide open. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart. But it was No. 1. He put his hands in his sleeves and was always on guard against the monk. If there was any slight movement, the flying sword in his hand would come out of his sleeve. Take the monk's head.

The monk looked at the three people. Each of them had different expressions. The smile on his face did not diminish. He put his hands on his chest, turned the blood-stained beads with one hand, and recited the Buddha's name again: "Amitabha, donor, I don't know if Think about it, when will you go to the Paradise? I am not good at Buddhism, but I can still save you!"

"Master monk, we are just passing by and have nothing to do with those people. Why don't we leave immediately? You see there are still so many people who need your salvation, so don't waste your time on us." Li Zetian said, and also Point your finger at the sky.

The monk smiled slightly, looked at Li Zetian, and said like a warm spring breeze: "Donor nonsense, monk, you are the ones we are waiting for. The cause and effect has been planted long ago. The Supreme True Buddha said today that all the donors of Qiong Tower will reach bliss today. Don’t refuse.”

"Don't make it difficult for the young monk to do it, otherwise the Supreme Buddha will blame you and the young monk will not be able to bear the blame."