"The world changes, everything sinks, and it's all empty. Donors, stop!"

The little novice monk looked up at the sky and suddenly spoke.

This statement seems childish and plain, but it can spread thousands of miles around it, as if it was a wake-up call, trembling in everyone's hearts.

“Wow…”

Even the powerful ice formation was affected by the sound, and the ice trembled violently in the sky, but it recovered in an instant.

"Who is it..."

Xue Zhongxu shouted violently, looking very angry.

"Donor, if you do evil deeds, you will die!"

The little shaman was Monk Ji. He held the broom and said again.

"Hmph, you little monk, even Zen Master Jin Song doesn't care about me. Do you want you to meddle in other people's business?"

Xue Zhongxu locked in Monk Ji's position and snorted coldly.

He did not take action immediately. One, the little monk was a member of the Arhat treasure temple no matter what. The other was the loud voice of this man, but it could be heard from thousands of miles away. It was obvious that he was not a simple person.

"If the Buddha does not speak, he will inevitably suffer endless sorrow and suffering. If the Buddha speaks, he will definitely benefit the world!"

Monk Ji responded lightly.

"Little monk, I don't have time to talk nonsense to you in this palace. Buddhism is quiet and inactive. If you want to become a Buddha, you have to study hard with Zen Master Jin Song!"

Hearing Monk Ji's unfathomable words, Xue Zhongxu frowned, and he didn't believe that a young novice monk could say such words.

At the end of the conversation, he couldn't help but look at Zen Master Jin Song beside him.

At this moment, Zen Master Jin Song's face became very strange, as if he was shocked and not confused. Looking at the little novice monk who suddenly appeared in front of him, he actually chose to remain silent.

"If you don't stop, the little monk can only take action!"

Monk Ji said the last sentence, his tone as calm as ever, as if he was talking about homely things.

"Haha...hahaha, little monk, if you are really not afraid of death, come on, under the ice formation, don't mind an extra ice sculpture!"

Seeing that Zen Master Jin Song did not express his opinion, Xue Zhongxu's face relaxed and couldn't help laughing.

The Frozen Formation, combined with the power of tens of thousands of Feixue Mountain disciples, is the pioneering formation that Feixue Mountain has passed down to ancient times. Looking at the Southern Barbarians and even the Western Wilderness, Xue Zhongxu doesn’t think anyone can resist the power of the Frozen Formation alone.

In order not to let Ye Fan die, the Ice Formation has only exerted 20% of its power. Even so, Ye Fan has no way to struggle.

Therefore, as long as the Arhat Treasure Shadow is not all dispatched, Xue Zhongxu will definitely win today.

"All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, dew and lightning, and should be viewed like this."

Monk Ji murmured secretly, then the broom in his hand trembled gently, and a faint golden light emanated, rippling towards Ye Fan.

“Wow…”

Wherever the golden light passed, all the ice and snow melted, and above the entire Arhat treasure temple, the feeling of spring blooming flowers came.

"What a strong Buddha power!"

In this golden light, everyone was shocked by their body and mind, and Lai Zhiqing and others exclaimed one after another.

Zen Master Jin Song and others couldn't help but tremble, as if they had thought of something in their hearts.

"puff……"

Ye Fan, who was enduring suffering in the cold air, was relieved at this moment. The golden light made him feel warm in his heart, and his body immediately broke free from the shackles of the ice formation and came down.

"Thank you for helping me!"

Ye Fan bowed slightly toward him and said respectfully.

"Haha, Xiaofan, this is your difficulty. This time, my teacher will help you through it!"

Monk Ji smiled faintly.

"master?"

Seeing this scene, everyone present was stunned. The little novice monk in front of him was Ye Fan's master.

Ye Fan is already so powerful, wouldn’t that little novice monk reach the pinnacle?

The Buddha power that was revealed just now is indeed the case.

"No... impossible, how could one person break the ice formation with his strength!"

A roaring sound came from the sky, and Xue Zhongxu glared at him: "Ye Fan, since you don't admit defeat today, then let's be frozen in Feixue Mountain forever with this little monk! Disciples, fight!"

Just now, Monk Ji only saved Ye Fan, but did not break the formation, but this move completely angered Xue Zhongxu.

In addition to the reputation of Feixue Mountain, the power of the Ice Formation cannot be challenged. This formation is their biggest reliance on becoming one of the top ten sects.

The reputation of the Frozen Formation is not guaranteed, and Feixue Mountain will also be lowered, which is disdainful to the sentient beings of the Southern Barbarians.

"Yes! There are thousands of ice flowers!" Tens of thousands of Feixue Mountain disciples answered in unison, and at the same time, the terrifying cold air burst out from their bodies again.

“Wow…”

As the ice formation ran again, countless ice flowers suddenly bloomed from the sky. The fists were of beautiful size and fell like raindrops.

Under his beautiful appearance, it contains fatal power. An ice flower is enough to kill a strong man at the peak of the Supreme Power Realm. Even if he is a strong man in the Zhiyuan Realm, he may not be able to hold on for a few breaths.

"Xiaofan, sweeping the floor in a plain manner, can also sweep away all falsehoods."

Faced with this almost fatal attack, Monk Ji just said lightly to Ye Fan, as if he was teaching.

The next moment, I saw the broom in his hand drew around him, causing a clean floor to appear all over his body.

“Wow…”

In this circle, endless Buddha light emerged from it, and it rippled through the waves, which seemed dull, but in fact it caused the heaven and earth to tremble.

The Buddha's light spread to the sky, directly causing the ice flowers in the sky to disappear.

"What...what!"

Xue Zhongxu was finally shocked when he saw this scene. This time, he had already had 60% of the power of the frozen formation, but he still could not resist the power of the little monk's broom.

As for the others below, they were completely shocked, and they could stuff an egg into their mouths.

The strongest power in the world is not fancy, but just like a little novice monk, sweep it gently, and the smoke disappears, or just like the supreme sword intent, attacking in a plain manner.

There is no word to describe this kind of power, but it can only be described as the four words "return to nature".

"Another... again..." Xue Zhongxu wanted to make another final attack, but was interrupted by Monk Ji and said: "Since the donor does not listen to his advice, he can only offend him today!"

After enduring two attacks on the Ice Formation, Monk Ji finally decided to take action.

"Amitabha!"

After saying that, Monk Ji threw the broom in his hand into the sky, and at the same time put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

"Brush!"

The broom rotates rapidly in the sky, gradually turning into a scorching sun, and endless Buddha light shines out, covering the entire snow-capped mountain to save all living beings.

"puff……"

Influenced by this infinite power of Buddha, tens of thousands of disciples in Feixue Mountain all vomited blood, and the ice breath on their bodies was leaking out.

"This...this is impossible!"

Seeing the ice formation that he was proud of was broken in an instant, Xue Zhongxu's eyes were filled with disbelief.

He never thought that someone could fight against ten thousand people with his own strength, and even break such a divine formation.

"The so-called power is just a drop in the ocean, endless vain and endless Buddha's power!"
Chapter completed!