Lu Qian pondered for a moment, and then ‘Wenzhao Gong’ came online again.

"Probably, as the clothes get wider and wider, you will never regret it, but you will feel haggard because of Yi?"

Lu Qian looked at the nun, then at the beautiful woman on the plasma throne, and easily copied two good words.

The beautiful woman on the throne showed a strange expression as if she had been stuffed with a mouthful of flies...

The nun suddenly fell into a trance.

She raised her head slightly and looked at the vast and lonely sky...

At this moment when she was distracted, Lu Qian moved silently. The Taichu Hun Tongzhu isolated the secrets of heaven and cause and effect, cutting off all connections between Lu Qian and the outside world. His thoughts, actions and deeds were all here.

For a moment, to any living being in the outside world, it is a dark black hole, unpredictable and unpredictable!

There are no signs.

There is no foreknowledge.

Everything is an 'emergency'!

Everything was ‘rushed’!

And how fast Lu Qian was... The breeze was swirling around him, and the 'speed' derived from the Avenue of Wind was deduced from the 'speed' to space... He took one step and directly crossed the 'thousands of mountains and rivers'

', transcending all 'isolation' in the physical sense, as well as 'all obstructions' existing in the conceptual dimension, breaking through all 'interference' of cause and effect, and marching straight in front of the nun.

Just like dealing with that handsome swordsman, Lu Qian also gave him a sword with one punch and one stick!

A punch fell on the sapphire-colored head, and a stick hit the thin waist that could be grasped by the palm of his hand. The flying sword, which was clamped in the palm of his hand and had been almost melted by the light of the Buddha, was hit hard by Lu Qian.

A sword pierced the nun's chest, causing it to stir.

The nun screamed, screamed, and retreated sharply.

On the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat behind her, hundreds of highly decorated monks suddenly appeared. They were as fierce as dragons and tigers, with bodies as majestic as mountains and golden skin. They were obviously very accomplished monks in physical cultivation.

These great monks looked at the nuns with great fascination.

Then, their heads exploded, their waists were broken, and a huge transparent sword hole suddenly appeared in their chests.

Hundreds of great monks fell to death, and when the nun retreated to the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat, the injuries that should have been fatal to her body had long since disappeared without a trace, just like Lu Qian's previous wild attack, which was completely a breeze.

It was like a brush on her face, but it didn't cause any harm to her.

"Senior brother is actually cruel and ruthless!" The nun looked at Lu Qian in disbelief: "The young monk thought that senior brother who could write such wonderful words should be a good monk who cares about women... Unexpectedly, he is also a ruthless and ruthless monk.

The dead thief is bald!"

Lu Qian coughed slightly and shook his head: "I said, it was not written by me... The young monk is the most serious person in his life. He never writes poems, songs, moral articles... Well, you have this life-saving magical power.

,nice!"

The nun chuckled, nodded slightly and said, "It's not bad."

Following her laughter, groups of powerful monks continued to appear on the deck of the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat. Each of them looked at the nuns with fanatical and obsessed eyes, and they lined up neatly in a square formation on the deck.

.

The nun chuckled and said: "They are all willing to die for me. They have already concluded a cause and effect with me with their Taoist hearts. Therefore, no matter how injured I am, because of their 'willingness', these injuries will be passed on to them."

On the body."

After laughing a few times, the nun looked at Lu Qian seriously: "Then, the young monk discovered that as long as they are willing to pay, this kind of magical effect can be applied to everyone!"

She coughed lightly.

Three thousand great monks walked out of the square formation. These great monks took a deep look at the nun, and then they all looked at Lu Qian at the same time. Amidst the nun's laughter, their eyes gradually became blurred and fanatical.

They looked at Lu Qian with extreme enthusiasm. Gradually, their gazes made Lu Qian feel creepy!

In the eyes of these great monks...how should I put it?

Lu Qian suddenly felt that he was a great beauty who conquered the country, a great disaster that brought disaster to the country and the people, and these great monks were die-hard loyalists who were devoted to him and obsessed to death... They put their souls, their lives, their lives on the line.

My faith and everything I have are all pinned on Lu Qian!

"You can die for him!" The nun waved her hand triumphantly.

The three thousand great monks raised their right hands at the same time and slapped their heads hard. With a muffled sound, the three thousand bald heads exploded, and the evil and terrifying force of fateful intervention swept through the void and converged on Lu Qian.

If it were other people, when these great monks 'willingly' 'dedicated' themselves to Lu Qian, they had already 'integrated' with Lu Qian... When Lu Qian was traumatized, all the harm would be passed on to these people.

On the great monks; similarly, when these great monks are injured first, these injuries should be reported to Lu Qian as soon as possible!

This is an extremely vicious, treacherous and unpredictable 'sacrifice' technique!

However, Lu Qian has Taichu mixed pearls to protect his body!

All the power of fate swept through Lu Qian's body, but failed to capture any trace of his energy.

Three thousand great monks lay dead on the deck, their blood flowing all over the ground.

The beautiful woman on the throne, the handsome sword cultivator, and the enchanting nun all looked directly at Lu Yi - Lu Yi stood there, not moving at all, and there were no wounds on his body!

After a long silence, the sword cultivator said softly: "Master, is this beast's cultivation so advanced that your disciples and disciples will have to give up more in order to mobilize enough power of destiny to curse it to death?"

The nun glanced at the sword cultivator sideways and sneered: "Don't think that my destiny to sacrifice the road is the same as that inferior spell... However, his cultivation level is too high, and these little darling sacrifices of mine are not enough.

, is also possible.”

Gritting her teeth, the nun glanced at the beautiful woman sitting on the plasma throne, and stamped her feet: "That's it, that's it, this day is too much, not too much... For the sake of beauty, these little darlings... even after all the money is gone, they can't bear it.

Come back...this sentence is not bad...well, it's too late, it's too late, this day, it's too late!"

With a long roar, groups of great monks continued to pour out of the cabin of the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat.

In a short breath, more than a million monks lined up in a large square array on the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat.

They looked at Lu Qian at the same time, and then their eyes gradually changed from calm as water to obsession and fanaticism. It was as if they had found the ideal in their hearts, the goal of life, and the star that pointed the way in the dark night.

Shivering, his eyes became as hot as magma and as sticky as honey.

When their obsession and devotion to Lu Qian reached their peak, the nun gave a soft shout, and the million-dollar monk simultaneously raised his right palm and slapped him hard on the head.

There was a 'pop' sound.

A thousand times more powerful than before, ten thousand times the power of destiny swept through the void.

Lu Qian stood quietly, motionless.

The power of fate was like a blind swarm of wasps, flying past Lu Qian in a chaotic manner, without causing a ripple or a speck of dust on his body.

Thirty-six golden-armored heavenly kings shouted in unison, opened their big mouths and sucked in with all their strength.

The essence, blood, cultivation, soul, and magic power of millions of great monks were vacated one after another, and they were evenly divided into thirty-six parts, which were taken into their mouths one after another. For a time, these golden-armored heavenly kings were filled with white light, and their rhymes turned into

Like a substantial white tornado, it shot straight into the sky, punching out thirty-six huge holes in the heavy fog above the deserted garden.

The coercion of Dao Yun was like a tsunami, sweeping away in all directions.

Behind the low wall, a bunch of apricot blossoms and peach blossoms poked their heads out. They were suddenly startled and quickly retreated. After a few flashes, they disappeared. The mist retreated a long distance, giving it the feeling of being watched.

Nothing remains.

The thirty-six golden-armored heavenly kings shouted in a low voice, and they looked up to the sky and roared at the same time. There was a dull thunderous sound in their bodies, and the blazing white Buddha power surged out like a big river, and formed two bodies around them.

Respect the external incarnation.

There are a total of one hundred and eight golden-armored kings, each with Buddha-level combat power.

In the world of mortals, countless gods and demons laughed in unison. They shouted loudly, and were not afraid of damaging the foundation. They projected their magic power with all their strength, forming a more powerful Buddha's image and forming a more powerful Buddha array.

Lu Qian looked at the nun and said softly: "Master Tai, these...disciples of yours? Well, their death was in vain."

The nun looked at Lu Qian with a embarrassed expression.

She gritted her teeth and retreated slowly step by step. As she retreated, she said with a sad face and a bitter smile: "I have no choice. It seems that Blood Beauty and I still have no chance... Blood Beauty, either you go into battle yourself,

Or, how about you wake up a few other alliance leaders?"

The beautiful woman on the bloody throne frowned and sighed faintly: "Wake them up? It's okay, but it's a bit difficult to deal with... Our alliance leaders took turns, and when they were in charge of the Nine Lotus Alliance, they brought them with them

The Nine Lotus Alliance has done so many great things to develop the Nine Lotus Alliance to the scale it is today."

"When I was in charge alone, I couldn't even smoothly hunt down a thirty-three-year-old cicada that was going through a critical tribulation. If word of this got out, it would make those old guys in the ancient city of Loulan think... How to laugh at me?"

Lu Qian's heart skipped a beat.

What this beautiful woman said is that she is just one of several leaders of the Nine Lotus Alliance?

That's all. It doesn't matter how many alliance leaders there are for such evil forces. What's important is that, from what she said, are there other forces like the Nine Lotus Treasure Boat in the ancient city of Loulan?

This is interesting!

Lu Qian coughed lightly and took a step back.

"This female donor, since you have nothing to do with the young monk, then..."

Lu Qian was about to evacuate this place and break away from the entanglement with the Nine Lotus Alliance. Suddenly, the beautiful woman on the throne suddenly widened her eyes and showed an extremely incredible expression. A little Buddha light lit up on her chest, and then there was a loud noise, and she His entire body exploded from the inside, and his beautiful body was blown into a ball of light mist. A vague and real Buddha light suddenly lit up.

The Buddha's light condensed into one hundred and eight broad haloes, and in the center was a Buddhist shrine wrapped in flames.

In the Buddhist niche, Dafeitian walked out step by step with a strange smile. He recited inexplicable mantras, stretched out his right hand, and grabbed the handsome swordsman who was standing next to the throne just now.
To be continued...