At this moment, Xia Ping and Slayer Monk and the other Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figures were locked in an inseparable battle, nearly reaching a white-hot climax.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
Slayer Monk and the other three Buddhist mighty figures unleashed all manner of Buddhist martial arts. Buddha Light Illuminates All, as though a Buddhist kingdom had descended; boundless primordial energy transformed into Buddha after Buddha, battering the starry sky until it trembled.
Meanwhile, Xia Ping controlled twenty-eight Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans, transforming them into twenty-eight ancient heavenly dragons and forming the Twenty-Eight Mansions Grand Array, trapping the three Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figures tightly within.
The twenty-eight ancient heavenly dragons coiled through the void, each as vast as an ordinary planet. Every scale upon them seemed engraved with ancient heavenly dragon runes, containing unfathomable power and impervious to all arts.
He stood at the center, calm and composed, ancient heavenly dragons circling around him. He possessed the bearing of an ancient Dragon Emperor; every strike erupted with earth-shaking power, overturning heaven and earth.
No matter how formidable these three Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figures were, they could not break free of the grand array's restraints. The array was even slowly compressing their battlefield.
Once the space had been fully compressed, Slayer Monk and the others would have nowhere to run. They could only be ground to death.
"Surrender, baldies! You are no match for me. Once my Twenty-Eight Mansions Heavenly Dragon Array completes its encirclement, you'll be turtles in a jar, refined into ash in an instant!"
Xia Ping shouted, trying to shake the monks' resolve.
"Surrender my ass! A mongrel brat like you dares to run wild? You think you can suppress us with a few Ancient Heavenly Dragon Talismans? You truly underestimate Lightning Tribulation Realm mighty figures. Today,