Xuan Ye and Fu Haidu said: "I am willing to help senior brother!"

"good!"

Venerable Fuhu nodded and said to the heroes: "Master's uncle's 'Hundred Alchemy Golden Light' comes from the "Wu Shou Sutra". It is impossible for a saint to crack it, but the monks of Luotian Mountain have practiced the same basic method. They only need to sacrifice

Sacrificing our souls and relics can open a gap in this golden light barrier. When the time comes, everyone will run for their lives. Whether they can succeed depends on God's will."

After saying that, without saying any more words, he clasped his hands together, chanted sutras in his mouth, activated the relics in his body, and released thousands of golden lights.

Xuan Ye and Fu Hai both did the same thing, sacrificing the relics out of their bodies and connecting them with the golden light of Venerable Fuhu.

The ancestors of Zhonghuajie could all see that this was a desperate attempt to sacrifice their lives. In order to open a gap for everyone to escape, these three people even risked their own lives.

Although many monks were angry at Luo Tianshan for bringing everyone into danger, when the situation came to a head, Luo Tianshan was willing to sacrifice himself just to give everyone a hope of survival. Even they couldn't help but be moved by it.

In just a moment, three cloud patterns appeared on the surface of the golden alms bowl.

However, it was Luo Tian Sanzun who burned the original true spirit and integrated the relics into the "Hundred Alchemy Golden Light", constantly weakening this barrier, trying to help everyone open a gap.

Fuhu, Xuanye, and Fuhai all had blood flowing from the corners of their mouths, but they still did not stop casting spells. Instead, they concentrated on it without any distractions.

"Two junior brothers, if you work harder, you will succeed soon!" After Venerable Fuhu finished speaking, his eyes closed uncontrollably, and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes.

At this moment, Zhenru Tianzun in the distance suddenly let out a strange laugh.

He seemed to have read through the thoughts of Luo Tiansan. He opened his mouth wide and spit out a golden light. The speed was so fast that he broke through the defense of everyone in Nanxuan in an instant.

Venerable Fuhu was still casting a spell when suddenly a golden light, thinner than a needle, shot out from behind him and instantly pierced into the Dazhui point on his back.

"ah!"

Along with a scream, Venerable Fuhu's body was covered in ulcers, blood bubbles appeared on the surface of his skin, and his breath dropped rapidly.

He could no longer control his relics. The golden light around him shattered, and his figure fell from the air like a kite with broken strings.

"Brother!"

Fu Hai and Xuan Ye were both shocked, and wanted to reach out to pull Fu Hu, but soon they felt a powerful force invade their bodies, shaking all the veins in their bodies!

But it was the backlash of the "Hundred Alchemy Golden Light". Without the relics of Venerable Fuhu, the two of them were not enough to maintain the spell, and they were instantly injured.

At the same time, the golden palm above the sky also fell at this time.

The sky is filled with golden light, the sound of Sanskrit is lingering, and the supreme Buddha Dharma of Luotian Mountain is condensed into one palm, leaving no one with nowhere to escape.

"No! The strength of Zhenru Tianzun is far beyond my imagination. Even the power of hundreds of ancestors cannot resist it. I must find a way to send Wu Xin and Xiong Yue'er out!"

At such a critical moment, Liang Yan's first reaction was not himself, but Wu Xin and Xiong Yue'er's safety, which surprised him.

But soon, he heard a faint voice.

The voice was ethereal, as if it came from tens of thousands of miles away, and seemed to ring above everyone's heads.

He actually felt a little familiar!

"Is this a bell?"

Suddenly, Liang Yan thought of something and looked up.

I saw ripples rippling somewhere in the air, and a moment later an ancient bell appeared. It was made of pure gold and covered with moss. It looked like it had experienced a long time.

when!

when!

when!

The bell rang three times, and every time it rang, part of the golden palm falling from the sky was broken.

After three sounds, the golden palm had completely dissipated, and the power of the saint could no longer be felt.

"It's him!"

A bright light flashed in Liang Yan's eyes
Chapter completed!