"The ghost wants to have a relationship with you!" Feng Feiyun felt more upset the more he looked at the wine and meat monk.
It is too strange that the monk of wine and meat actually appeared in the ancestral land of the Feng family. There must be a reason for it, and the purpose is absolutely impure.
"quack!"
A large piece of the group of ghost crows resting on the top of the tree flew up, with pale green eyes, dark wings, and sharp beaks like the edge of a sword.
These ghost crows are quite terrifying, and their combat power is even more terrifying than the Great Perfection of the God Base. Ten ghost crows gather together and can divide the corpse of the monks with the highest destiny.
There are more than 70 ghost crows flying towards this side.
"Amitabha!" The big eyes of the monk wine and meat were round and round, and the two Buddha wheels were turning in the pupils, looking through the heaven and earth, and the Buddha Dharma was shining in the sky.
He spit out a golden Buddha aura, hitting the body of the more than seventy ghost crows!
"Crackling!"
The feathers of the ghost crow burned, screaming in the Buddha's aura, the scream was like a human voice, and it sounded very scary.
"In front of the old man, dare to be arrogant!" The monk wine and meat stood on the cliff of the mountain, stood against the wind, stuck the invincible Zen stick with a thick bowl on the ground with a bang, and his body rose with momentum, a golden ancient Buddha phantom behind him rising.
"Boom!"
The remaining jackdaws were stunned by him, but at the top of the mountain, between the white clouds, another long howl came, like a thunder crushing in the sky, making a loud noise.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The sound of a coffin shook, which was more frightening than Young Master Wuxia slapping the basalt iron coffin that day. It was like an iron drum being hammered by a skeleton hand and spread thousands of miles away.
The entire mountain was shaking, and the blood-colored river under the mountain also roared, and the waves were dozens of meters high.
This mountain has cracked countless cracks, and blood springs spew out of each crack, like waterfalls rushing out of the mountain, rushing down, dyeing half of the sky red.
If you stand in the distance and look at it at a glance, the mountains are full of blood waterfalls flowing, thickly shrouded in a gray death atmosphere.
"boom!"
Suddenly, an earth-shattering force came through from the top of the mountain, and the gods and monsters in the tomb became angry and wanted to obliterate those who broke into the mountain.
Under the pressure of a sea of thunder, this is many times more terrifying than the sea of thunder that attacked the little demon. The lightning inside is like a dragon, and even a monk in the realm of destiny will be instantly smashed into slag.
"It seems that the evil spirit is really transformed." The wine and meat monk muttered in his mouth, and offered the Invincible Zen Staff and flew head-on, like a lightning rod, attracting the entire sea of thunder.
The invincible Zen staff turned in the air, and the Buddha ring on it slammed into the sound of ding ding ding, attracting all the thunder and lightning, and dissipating this sea of thunder.
Can't let everyone breathe a sigh of relief, another more terrifying force came from the top of the mountain. This is a gray ghost hand, which is estimated to be hundreds of meters in size.
"Lend me the Blood Man God Jar, and I will suppress it!"
Bi Ningshuai was not allowed to refuse at all, and the wine and meat monk took the Blood Man God Jar directly from him.
The human-head-like jar fell into the hands of the wine and meat monk, and it became extremely terrifying. It shattered the gray ghost hand and disappeared, and it couldn't stop the murderous power of the blood-human god jar.
"Pfft, puff..."
The residual power of the Blood Man's God Pot spilled out, causing the ghost crows in the sky to fall to the ground, and a large piece of it died, turning into black blood mud.
The monk of wine and meat sacrificed the blood man jar and killed towards the top of the mountain. Every time he took a step, the killing on the ground was wiped out. He had the same aura, like a Buddha and a devil. To suppress that ghost.
"This monk dog is too fierce." Wang Meng couldn't help but swear.
Bi Ningshuai's face was unprecedentedly solemn. He was thinking about something in his heart. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the monk who had reached the top of the mountain. He exclaimed, "Could it be that this monk is the one in the legend?"
"Who?" Feng Feiyun was very curious about the identity of the wine and meat monk. He was able to fight against the female demon, and even the female demon couldn't help him. He was definitely not an ordinary person.
"Boom!"
On the top of the mountain, an earth-shattering battle broke out.
The blood man jar burst out with dazzling rays of light like the sun, and the blood glow covered the sky and the earth, sweeping this area, and collecting countless dead energy into the jar.
In the clouds, vaguely visible, a giant ghost statue appeared, higher than the mountains, even the blood man god pot could not help it.
The seventy-three surrounding peaks were shaking, and all the birds and beasts in the pine forest were shaken to death and fell to the ground, turning into blood and mud.
Everyone present was severely injured, grabbed a lot of spiritual pills from Bi Ningshuai's body, and kept swallowing them, otherwise someone would have been shocked to death.
Bi Ningshuai didn't know how many elixir he had stolen from him, and the four of them swallowed them one by one, but they couldn't finish it.
"boom!"
Feng Feiyun was struck by a thunderbolt from the sky, and his body was full of thunder and lightning. After the electric light shuttled to the iron statue of the god, the statue of the god suddenly flashed a bright light, and countless cold air flowed from it. He rushed out and madly poured into Feng Feiyun's body.
Whoa!
Feng Feiyun's fingers became icy cold, and then, the entire arm was covered with ice, and the ice crystals continued to spread, as if to freeze his entire body.
"This is... the power of the curse?" Feng Feiyun hurriedly revolved the undead phoenix body, the blood in the body flowed frantically, refining the cold energy into the blood and using it for himself.
After the cold air was refined by the blood, it rushed into his mind and condensed into a mass of consciousness.
Condensed the eighth spiritual consciousness of the peak of nerves.
"What exactly is this iron statue of the statue, and why does the cold air in it help me gather my consciousness?"
If others were invaded by this cold air, they would definitely turn into an ice sculpture, but the undead phoenix body specially restrained the cold air inside, turning it into its own use, and condensing the eighth consciousness.
Feng Feiyun's cultivation took a step further, and he was getting closer and closer to the Great Perfection of the God Base.
If it is struck by the thunder again, it may be possible to condense the ninth divine consciousness!
Tianlei did not fall, but the monk wine and meat fled back. He carried the Invincible Zen Staff in one hand and the Bloody God Jar in the other, and fled under Wangshan Mountain. He lost one of his shoes and smashed a large piece of his pants. , very embarrassed.
"Come on, it has turned evil, this is its territory, it can condense the terrain, even if I hold the blood man pot, I can't suppress it!"
The wine and meat monk hit a golden Buddha light in his hand, rolled up Feng Feiyun and others, turned into a golden streamer, broke the killing rules of the grave mountain, rose into the sky, and escaped.
It wasn't until hundreds of miles away that he stopped and put Feng Feiyun and others down.
From a distance, with the grave mountain and the river of blood as the center, hundreds of miles around are covered with gray dead air, the vegetation withered, the earth has turned into black soil, the once pine flower forest, the leaves are all gone, and it has become a black patch. The ghost forest is full of gloomy winds, and no one dares to enter it again.
"Boom!"
That creepy cry came from the distant mountains, like the roar of Shura in hell, which was especially shocking.
"Feng Feiyun!" A young girl's voice appeared behind Feng Feiyun, and in an instant, she ran over and hugged him from behind.
"Xuejian!" Feng Feiyun knew it was Nalan Xuejian without turning around.
When the monk wine and meat saw this scene, he was suddenly unhappy again. He stood aside and coughed twice, but Nalan Xuejian didn't dump him at all.
"Feng Feiyun, I don't want to be a little nun, so what are you talking about?" Nalan Xuejian hugged Feng Feiyun tightly and put her beautiful face on his back, as if she was afraid of being a little far away. After a while, he was dragged away by the wine and meat monk.
Last time, it was the wine and meat monk who forcibly took her away. She cried and begged, but it was useless.
"I... what did I say?" Feng Feiyun pretended to be stupid.
"You really forgot?" Nalan Xuejian stomped angrily.
"I said too much, and I don't know which sentence you are referring to?" Feng Feiyun said.
Nalan Xuejian was even more angry, her eyebrows were about to stand up, and she said, "You didn't call me Xuejian before, you call me..."
"Daughter-in-law!" Feng Feiyun laughed.
"That's right, since he's called his daughter-in-law, it's impossible for his daughter-in-law to become a nun!" Nalan Xuejian laughed, and was secretly happy, so he hadn't forgotten.
Feng Feiyun is silent, it seems that men really shouldn't bark casually sometimes, especially in front of a girl like Nalan Xuejian who is easy to take seriously.
"Have you finished yet?" The wine and meat monk couldn't stand it any longer, and he scolded, always feeling that Feng Feiyun was taking advantage of Xuejian, and was afraid that his little apprentice would be abducted.
"Can you handle it?" Feng Feiyun was very upset by the monk wine and meat, but if it wasn't for the huge gap in cultivation, he would have beaten him wildly.
"Of course he can't control it!" Nalan Xuejian still hugged Feng Feiyun, and the corner of her mouth was slightly raised, with a charming smile.
Hearing this, the wine and meat monk was so angry that he vomited blood.
"Feng Feiyun is too courageous to even dare to provoke this monk, and even dare to kidnap his apprentice, what a fucking talent!"
Bi Ningshuai has already guessed the identity of the wine and meat monk, and his heart is greatly shaken. If it is possible, he would like to worship under the wine and meat monk's disciple. Even if he is a young monk, he is willing.
"Who is this bastard monk, does it have a great background?" Wang Meng asked curiously.
Bi Ningshuai rolled his eyes at him and said, "It's terrible to have no culture. Haven't you read the "Top Ten Masters Sequence" written by a scholar from the sky? If I guess correctly, this monk is probably one of the four great sects of the Shenjin Dynasty. The ancestor of the Nalan family became a monk more than 1,800 years ago."
"Impossible, even Juqing with the ninth level of Destiny cannot live for a thousand years!" Wang Meng felt that Bi Ningshuai was bragging.
"To communicate with you is an insult to my brother's IQ. Master Wine and Meat should be the last apprentice accepted by the abbot of Cangsheng Temple, and the only surviving monk in Cangsheng Temple. Eighteen hundred years later, he is still alive, and his cultivation base is certain. It has surpassed Juqing, and is at the same level as the super ruthless people like Emperor Jin and the Palace Master of the Spiritual God.
Bi Ningshuai was so excited that he ran over directly, hugged the thigh of the monk wine and meat, and burst into tears: "Master, my life is miserable, my father died when I was three years old, and my mother died when I was four years old. After leaving the world, I only want to convert to Buddhism, and I beg the master to accept me as a disciple!"