Chapter 2775

"If you break your arm, you dare to break into your Tianfeng mountain!" although Peng Niu Shengjun said so, he was more afraid of this broken arm than the previous lotus separation and Xiang Qingcheng.

Although it is rumored that Lu Xiaotian has already been promoted to Mahayana, he has never been seen in the past thousand years. There was no news at all. Some even speculated that Lu Xiaotian might have died after ye Qianxun.

Although I don't know what Lu Xiaotian's specific situation is, Peng Niu Shengjun is secretly frightened in the face of this broken arm. What kind of means can give him so much pressure with a piece of arm.

Hearing what pengniu Shengjun said, Wu kaicai suddenly looked up and saw that there was no trace of Lu Xiaotian in the void. As pengniu Shengjun said, there was only a small arm, but the sound of this arm was clearly the saint's. what's going on?

"It's inconvenient for me to show up now, but one arm is enough to clean you up." Lu Xiaotian's voice sounded again on the broken arm.

"Arrogance, I want to see what the long-standing King Ludan can do. PENGYUAN destroys the spirit array!" said pengniu Shengjun, but he started the family transmission array without face.

"Wukai, friends of the East, step back." Lu Xiaotian's voice was loud and mighty. To deal with these countless demon families is the Mahayana friar, which also consumes a lot of mana. Second, although Dantian can cultivate and recover on his own, he can't compare with himself after all. There's nothing more suitable for the demon family to meet this piece than the little fire crow.

"Yes, holy one!"

"I respect King Lu Dan's edict!" Wu Kai, the East Xionghuang and his party, and some of the rescued prisoners bowed their hands to the broken arms above the void.

Boom... Around the broken arm, twelve mysterious fire pillars rise from heaven to earth, and the Jiyang fire spirit flutters its wings and flies out, circling around in the void.

The little fire crow who was playing with the spirit chasing little white dog in the Ye fire field suddenly stagnated. His black eyes looked at the void in surprise, and then croaked with excitement.

"Wang Wang..." the spirit chasing little white dog also felt the familiar breath, and the boundary breaking bug also poked his head out of the white dog's hair.

"Quack..." on this side of Tianfeng mountain, in the scorching sun, Jinwu reappears!

"Japan, China, Jinwu!"

Under the scorching sun, the flame is like rain, and the broken arm brings only the mysterious fire flying needle. After more than 800 years, Lu Xiaotian's cultivation of nonphysical mysterious fire has reached the highest level. Even if the fire cloud monster reappears, his understanding in the great fire Sutra may not be as good as that of Lu Xiaotian.

The nonphysical mysterious fire of Mahayana, which integrates two kinds of fire sutras, is also a great magical power.

Under the fire and rain, the demon family was in a state of death and injury.

"Bang! Bang!" at this time, there was the sound of war drums beating thunder in the deep wind of the sky. The huge sound wave formed by the war drums was like thousands of demon cattle crashing into the broken arm in the void.

The broken arm stretched out a finger and the raging sea of fire rushed to the huge sound wave needle.

Roaring, the fierce collision splashed huge fire waves, no phase mysterious fire passed through, plants and trees were burned, mountains and stones turned into magma, and empty fire rain.

Hum... Many of the cattle demons that beat the huge drum of the cattle head were shocked and bled. Those with weak cultivation skills were directly killed on the spot.

"Peng Niu, you are also the demon monk of Mahayana. Why don't you stand up and fight me squarely and let some low-level children die." Lu Xiaotian's voice shook with the sea of fire. Even the East Xiong Huang, the prisoners rescued by Wu Kai and his party also retreated in horror, lest they be affected by the fighting methods of the monks of Mahayana.

"Lu Xiaotian!" pengniu Shengjun was so angry that his teeth itched. He was indeed deterred by Lu Xiaotian's preemptive momentum. After all, the other party only came with a piece of arm and had such power. What a means if I personally came.

As a demon in the Mahayana realm, pengniu Shengjun also has his own dignity. How can Lu Xiaotian be so provocative. Now pengniu Shengjun takes out a huge fan with flying cattle pattern and waves it with his hand. The hurricane between heaven and earth suddenly rises, and the roaring strong wind makes the fire waves surge. The momentum of the crazy spreading invisible fire is curbed. The threat to pengniu Shengjun is reduced, but the fire takes advantage of the wind, The wind helps the fire grow. The sea of fire stimulated by this vigorous wind is more frenzied, which is no less than a greater disaster for other monsters in Tianfeng mountain.

A large number of demons under his command died in the sea of fire. For pengniu Shengjun, he also felt ashamed.

The giant fan of pengniu Shengjun waved again, and the vigorous wind that was strong enough to crack the mountains and rocks turned into a multi horned galloping bull hundreds of feet high, straight to the arm in the void.

The concussion of the running cattle in the air was so loud that they were so disgusted that they thought that some prisoners with low cultivation, or the demons under the pengniu holy group of Tianfeng mountain, were directly shocked into a coma.

The arm in the void did not avoid, but just pressed forward from a distance. The flame rising in the sea of fire formed a huge flame hand and directly patted it on the head of the giant cow Dharma phase. Boom, the sea of fire rolled. The giant cow Dharma phase and the huge flame hand were in a stalemate for a while, and finally broke up with a cry.

With a move of the arm controlled by Lu Xiaotian's deputy Yuanshen, the twelve mysterious fire pillars turned into flying needles again. The twelve flying needles intertwined with Da Peng Niu Shengjun. The speed of the mysterious fire flying needles was too fast. To the naked eye, it was like a huge cage intertwined with twelve cyan fire lines.

A blue light appeared behind the king pengniu. In the blue light, several blue machetes appeared.

Ding Ding, the interwoven black fire flying needles collided with those cyan machetes frequently, and the sharp sound of mutual attack was very harsh.

The interwoven dark fire flying needles formed their own array. It was obvious that the blue machete could not resist. Peng Niu Shengjun was stunned. He opened his mouth and vomited. A nine hole light ball flew out. In each hole, a blue whip was stretched out and whipped at the broken arm in the void.

Lu Xiaotian's broken arm, which was controlled by the Deputy yuan God, held up his palm. At this time, the whole sea of fire seemed to pour into the void and roar towards the palm of his hand.

At that moment, the pouring fire formed a huge Buddha seal, which turned down with the seemingly insignificant arm in the void.

Directly slap it on the nine orifices and let it be whipped by the blue whip. The flame is everywhere. It can't stop the castration of the Buddha seal.

Pengniu Shengjun took a breath of air-conditioning, the vigorous demon body soared, and his hands stood under the huge Buddha seal.

The whole void has become two turbulent and violent forces: the invisible fire and the vigorous wind of heaven and earth.

Pengniu Shengjun's strong body was oppressed by the broken arm in the void, and several peaks collapsed with a loud noise.

"Lu Xiaotian, your means are really powerful, but it's also wishful thinking to completely defeat me." pengniu Shengjun broke out from under the collapsed rocks and attracted countless stones to splash.

"A monster also dares to call himself holy. It's really not easy to kill you before I arrive, but it's no problem to beat you up. Now charge some interest, and it's not too late to kill you when you meet the nameless!" Lu Xiaotian's deputy Yuanshen's voice shook.