I heard Master Miluo’s concentration reminder.

The eight red-robed lamas nodded with a serious expression.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Miluo, for reminding us that we will not underestimate the enemy. We should do our best to eliminate the devil and defend the way."

After saying that, they took out their weapons.

Eight people held different weapons and had different shapes.

They are umbrellas, fish, bottles, lotus, snails, knots, towers, and wheels.

The whole body is golden, with complex scriptures engraved on it.

In terms of image, it corresponds to the eight magic weapons of Tantric Buddhism.

Under the sunlight, all of them were shining with golden light.

After these eight magic weapons appear at the same time.

It makes people feel that there is a glorious righteousness arises between heaven and earth.

Seeing his opponent's weapons, Lin Yu sneered, his face full of mockery.

"The eight divisions of Tantric Buddhism, the eight great magical tools, and the Vajra subdue demons? Haha, let someone Lin learn about it today. What qualifications are you eight people called the eight divisions of Tianlong and the Vajra subdue demons?"

The arrogant sneer was filled with a faint disdain.

And opposite him, the eight lamas did not respond.

I saw that they quickly stood in place and formed the Vajra Demon Subduing Formation.

Each echoes it, and it has a lot of mystery.

But at this time, Lin Yu was surrounded by a week and sneered proudly.

The sword light of Mingmiao reflected the cold face.

From the blade, a strand of fierce and defeated spirit was forced out.

The resurrected demon sword exudes strange ominousness.

It gives people the feeling that they have come alive.

Monster is also a kind of spirituality.

The power of man is the world.

The sword is a monster and evil.

The two are combined into one, bringing together an incomparable momentum.

The eight lamas around him had a serious expression and were chanting scriptures.

The sound of Sanskrit echoes, and the solemn atmosphere of Buddhism gradually spreads around.

It is like building a cage that traps Lin Yu in it.

The Buddha's power is so powerful, but it can't suppress the fierce and violent.

The surging and strange murderous aura is in conflict with each other.

In terms of momentum, it is not a point.

In the monster, there is a little bit of aloofness and coldness, and it also adds a bit of unstoppable aura.

"Go to die!"

Lin Yu shouted softly, and a knife light flashed in his hand.

The sharp sword energy suddenly surged.

The demon sword of revenge is power from hell.

The bright sword light was mixed with a ray of red light as red as blood.

It seems like the curse of death.

The strong smell of blood spreads rapidly around.

Once the sword comes out, the soul is broken.

The sharp sword light like a piece of training is really amazing.

It looks like a glance, or like a flash of time.

The momentary brilliance makes everything dim.

Hiss...

The sword's energy is erect and loud, and it is endless.

The Gang is released, and the sword energy condenses as if it is solid.

The ray of swelling sword light seemed to be an extension of a demon sword.

Wherever you plunder, your soul will be cut off and your life will be destroyed.

bite……

The crisp sound of impact sounded one after another.

The sound was so fast that it seemed to be made at the same time.

Even if you carefully distinguish it, you can't hear that sound first and that sound behind.

Eight different crisp sounds combine to form a beautiful movement.

Unfortunately, the clear sound echoes, and the solemn and murderous aura is boundless.

The melodious sound cannot conceal the power of the world that looks down on all directions.

With one knife, the eight lamas around joined forces to block the next attack.

The encirclement they formed was like a rubber band that was stretched out a little.

Then, it tightened again.

The magic power is raging and unstoppable.

The Buddha's power is mellow and endless.

For a moment.

The two sides formed a stalemate.

The Vajra Demon Subduing Array cannot shrink.

Lin Yu held a knife and couldn't break through.

It seems to be evenly matched, and the match is equal.

In fact, Lin Yu is already in an unfavorable situation.

He can survive until now, relying on the stimulation of medicine, the blessing of demon swords, and his perseverance willpower.

Burning the extra energy of life can burst out with a temporary brilliance.

But it is decisive and difficult to last for a long time.

A sword was useless, and then another sword light flashed.

The sound of impact continues.

The noise is noisy and complicated, and the big beads fall on the jade plate.

A rhythmic sound made a gorgeous music.

The hissing sword breath sucked and the tiger roared everywhere.

A faint Buddha power flows through it.

Suddenly, the sword light disappeared.

The sound came to an abrupt end.

A wisp of blood splashed in the air.

Lin Yu flipped his wrist and dragged the demon sword to the ground.

The blood stains drip slowly on the blade.

The eight lamas around him had a broken chest and a hole was cut open.

Blood slowly oozed out of the wound.

The vast Buddha's power is ultimately hard to be a killing intention.

The eight lamas' expressions became more and more serious, and the chanting of the Sanskrit sounds in their mouths stopped.

Om, ma, ni, ba, mi, hm...

Another more powerful Sanskrit sound is gradually becoming louder.

On the top of the mountain, it seems like a Buddhist temple has become.
To be continued...