At this time, Wei Laosan also recognized the rabbit demon Shan Jue, and stared at the young monk in surprise: "What's going on?" He didn't recognize Bu Le, and thought he was just an ordinary eminent monk from the Great Mercy Temple. wwW!qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo!cOm
The leader of the Buddhist sect in the world at the Great Mercy Temple, the presiding judge is not only superb in Buddhism, but also an unparalleled master in the eyes of outsiders. Now he is seriously injured and comatose in his own home, and there are almost no masters from the Great Mercy Temple among the people accompanying him. Mr. Wei San's expression was startled and uncertain, and he really couldn't understand the reason.
The little boy stammered for a long time and didn't know how to answer. Old Taoist Jifei rushed to answer: "Just now, two groups of monsters were making trouble over there. The abbot of the Great Mercy Temple was trying to get rid of the monsters, but he was almost killed by the monsters..." As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the barren mountain.
The demonic flames soaring into the sky were indeed erupted in the direction that Jifei Laodao was pointing at. Wei Laosan did not doubt it either. He just frowned and nodded: "Are the two holy monks okay?"
The little stutterer shook his head and stammered with difficulty: "No... no... might as well... might as well, might as well, might as well... " Seeing that the last word was stuck behind his front teeth and he couldn't say anything, everyone couldn't help but help him. When he was in a hurry, the young monk Xisheng suddenly shouted out the last word in awe: "Something!" At the same time, he clasped his hands, and the soft and thick golden Buddha light enveloped his whole body in an instant, and he immediately rushed up!
At the same time, Wen Leyang also moved.
The little monk was wrapped in the Buddha's light. Infinite solemnity rose up on his childish face for no reason, and the golden meteor shot straight towards the old man with dysentery head!
Wen Leyang swung his heavy body, and the huge inertia exploded the air around him. The moment violent wind and thunder exploded, he smashed himself into the seven smiling fat men.
Jifei and Shui Jing ran away with the two demon monks on their backs! The old Taoist Jifei muttered words, hit the two talismans on his legs at the same time, and with a whoosh, he threw away the monk Shuijing far away, and ran to the front in a hurry. Shuijing cursed behind him, but his steps did not relax at all. .
Xi Sheng is usually confused, but now he understands better than anyone else. No matter what lies you tell, don't try to deceive the enemy in front of you. The seven weirdos have seen Judgment and Unhappiness before. Even in front of Wei Laosan, he couldn't even give him a chance to speak. Wen Leyang's thoughts were similar to his.
No one expected that a pitiful little monk and a naive country boy could beat each other at will, and when they moved, they were both powerful and powerful, not inferior to the famous masters on the path of cultivation.
Although the old man with dysentery was surprised, he responded quickly. Hehe sneered and his palms glowed like blood. Move your palms up and down. It's like a blind bear slapping someone. It looks clumsy but is lightning fast. It hit Xi Sheng's bare head heavily.
There were two sounds like broken gongs. The little stutter was swatted away like a fly. He stood on the ground and started spinning in circles.
The scarred body was also shaken. My arms were sore and numb. He laughed loudly: "It turns out that the little monk is not that simple!" He was about to slap his palms again and shouted angrily. The body soars! With a loud bang. A fire-patterned long stick landed without warning where he was standing a moment ago.
Wei Laosan chuckled and said: "Old guy, what's wrong with bullying children!" He said and gave him a long stick. Thousands of stick shadows swarmed towards the enemy in mid-air.
Scared head is not to be outdone. The palms filled with blood kept dancing. Dozens of small, sharp, blood-red crescent blades suddenly appeared around him. Hissing in the air. All the stick figures attacking him were crushed.
Xisheng turned around for a few times before regaining consciousness. He said to Wei Laosan: "Thank you!" Then he turned his little hand. A purple ground wooden fish was taken out. In the sound of wooden fish. The little monk felt like he was in trouble. Run around the enemy. Every step steps on the wooden fish's place. The more the wooden fish knocks, the more urgent it becomes. The sky was turbulent. A dharma body of an angry-eyed Vajra was gradually condensed by numerous black clouds. He was slowly looking down at the ground.
Finally, there was a snap, and the wooden fish let out a hoarse cry, and the pieces shattered into pieces. The little monk turned pale, could no longer stand, and sat on the ground for a while, gasping for air.
The angry-eyed King Kong summoned from the sky came to life completely, and his eyes glowed with blazing light. He suddenly puffed up his chest and took a long breath, the air suddenly contracted visibly to the naked eye.
The scarred head's expression was obviously startled. The blood-colored moon blade blocked the layers of stick shadows outside. The palms of his thick palms faced each other and they began to rub it quickly.
After a few minutes, the angry-eyed Vajra finally took full breath, and suddenly shouted: "Buddha!" The churning air waves rushed out from his mouth, and soon the Buddha's light came out, and the huge air waves were coated with the bright Buddha's light. . In a trance, he turned into an angry dragon with teeth and claws. Roaring loudly, he pounced towards Scar's head.
The scarred head's eyes turned thick blood, and he raised his hands high into the sky. As if mumbling to himself, he said four words in a dark voice: "Blood lotuses are on both sides!"
Three bloody red lotuses that seemed to be able to contain the world suddenly bloomed, spinning crazily amidst the loud roars and explosions that filled the sky, firmly blocking the anger of the guardian golden dragon, and tightly protecting the plague head in the center.
The golden dragon and the blood lotus in the sky were fighting fiercely, and the air and the ground were trembling suddenly. No one had time to pay attention. The nameless mountain peak just under their feet seemed to be struggling unwillingly.
Wei Laosan seemed to be fighting bravely, but in fact he didn't use all his strength at all. But after seeing the blood lotus burst out, he suddenly screamed and shouted to the tired little stutterer: "The remnants of the Blood Sect, please call the temple. Master!" As he spoke, he pointed his stick at the sky with one hand, raised his head with cracked eyes and looked at the night sky in the direction of the fire pattern stick. Waves of fierce momentum surged from his body to the long stick, and the fire patterns on the stick gradually faded. Started to get restless.
The young monk shook his head feebly and stammered an explanation: "Master...Master gives an order..." They went out and Abbot Shanjue issued a strict decree. They were not allowed to investigate any unusual movements in the mountains. Even if the sky was broken here, the world would In the Mercy Temple, you should sleep and recite sutras. Unless the abbot lifts the decree, the temple will not respond even if the young monk asks for help.
Finally, Wei Laosan squeezed out a roar from between his clenched teeth: "Stick!"
The fire pattern on the long stick suddenly exploded into pieces, and the loud noise of the fight between the blood lotus and the golden dragon could not cover up the grin that burst out from the stick. A silver brilliance shot into the sky from the broken stick, accompanied by the protector. The golden dragon's momentum, wielding brilliant murderous intent, viciously smashed into the circle surrounded by blood lotus!
When the old man with the dysentery head in green robe used his magical power to deal with the golden dragon, his expression was solemn but still determined. As soon as Wei Laosan took action with all his strength, his expression immediately turned into shock and anger. The silver chain in the sky is also in the shape of a big stick. Every time it hits the red lotus, a trace of blood will gush out from the corner of the mouth.
The same goes for Wei Laosan, whose face becomes paler every time the stick and Honglian fight.
The little monk simply lay limply on the ground, looking at the fierce fight in mid-air with horrified eyes. He stuttered and sighed: "You...cultivated from stick shadow...to stick, stick meaning!"
The Yizi Palace is ranked among the Five Blessings. Wei Laosan is a top figure on the path of cultivation. Monks all over the world thought that he had completed his cultivation of stick shadow. No one thought that he had reached a higher level five years ago, from stick shadow to stick intention. , If the identity of the old man in green robes and scarred head in front of him was not so terrifying, Wei Laosan would never take the initiative to expose his own strength, and would fight with all his strength even if his true energy was damaged.
The fight between the sky and the earth here is like aliens invading the earth. Not far away, Wen Leyang is in great difficulty. The seven fat guys in the rainbow group are all rough-skinned and thick-flesh. The body is as strong as one could imagine, and although it is bloated, its movements are frighteningly flexible.
Wen Leyang shuttled back and forth like an angry leopard. The fat men also each have their own unique body skills, whether the civet cat is agile, the goshawk is mighty, or the poisonous snake is sinister, but they are all equally flexible and quick, especially the seven of them who look exactly the same, jumping around on the ground, making Wen Leyang feel happy. Dazzled.
The Seven Fatty Rainbows were still fighting happily with Wen Leyang at the beginning. Later, when they saw the old man with a dysentery head fighting the enemy desperately, they all showed their cruel faces and each picked up a giant blade that was so big that it made people dizzy. Like swatting flies, he swatted Wen Leyang hard, beating him to unbearable pain.
Wen Leyang was now risking his life to hold off the enemy, saying that he could not let them go over for reinforcements. The two battlefields were fighting each other. Suddenly, a fat man who didn't know whose name was the oldest frowned and asked the brother next to him: "Is it spicy?"
One person spoke up and immediately started a conversation among the other six fat men.
"Kind of. What's for dinner tonight?"
"I forgot, Sichuan has been a hot place every day since I came here."
"In the past, every time I had a spicy meal, I would do it again the next day."
"It's never been like today. It's hot all over."
"It's getting hotter and hotter. I want to drink water..."
"Ouch..."
The last fat man couldn't hold on to his words anymore, his whole body became extremely red, he was breathing heavily, and he sat down on the ground.
The other six weird fat guys had a deep brotherhood. They all stopped fighting with Wen Leyang and jumped to their brother's side with astonishing momentum. They were hurriedly trying to save him and screamed in surprise. One by one they fell to the ground.
"Have you been poisoned?"
"definitely is!"
"What poison?"
"This is called spicy poison!"
Only four people reluctantly analyzed it. It seems that others still want to continue talking, but Sichuan cuisine is at its most powerful stage. Every blood vessel in the body seemed to be flowing with red chili oil. The seven fat men held hands, and the words in their mouths turned into screams of ouch.
The old man with a dysentery head in a green robe exuded a sinister evil spirit no matter his appearance, dress or expression, as if he had eaten a child alive. However, he was kind and kind to the seven fat men collectively known as the rainbow, even in the play. During the battle, every thought was on them.
At this moment, they found that they had been poisoned and fell to the ground, their whole bodies red. They thought they had been hit by the enemy's powerful spell, and their expressions suddenly became violent and furious. They tried several times to command the blood lotus to defeat the attacks of the young monk and Wei Laosan, but the golden dragon and stick protecting the law in the sky failed. The intention has always firmly trapped him.
The voices of the seven fat men became quieter and quieter. Wen Leyang's whole body was wrapped in wind and thunder. He hesitated whether to pounce on him and hit the blood lotus with his wrong fist. Wrong punches can break the spell, but these three huge blood lotuses that can't even protect the Golden Dragon and the Killing Stick... make Wen Leyang feel uneasy and feel that if he really pounces on them, the possibility of breaking the spell is extremely high.
The old man with diarrhea could not escape the siege of the golden dragon and stick spirit several times. On the contrary, his blood lotus gradually dimmed, as if because the owner was in a state of confusion, its power was gradually suppressed by the enemy, and the old monster was about to be unable to withstand it. , Wen Leyang suddenly discovered that in the enemy's blood-red eyes, the anger and mania gradually turned into sadness and inextricable hatred. He roared with great difficulty: "Be buried! Avenge my seven children on the road to hell!" Then he raised his hands crazily and hit his heart hard, and a bloody arrow shot out. A whooshing scream disappeared into the blood lotus whirling around him!
Wei Laosan's face changed wildly, and he shouted subconsciously: "Both demons and demons will perish together!" He no longer cared about directing the stick shadow in the air. Ignoring the little monk on the ground, he jumped away into the distance in a hurry!
No matter how down-to-earth Wen Leyang was, he didn't dare to rush up this time. In his busy schedule, he bent over and picked up the young monk, turned around and ran towards the Great Mercy Temple. When he passed by the seven fat men, he suddenly felt unbearable. The fat men were in a mess. He is his enemy, but mentally innocent and brilliant, he is exactly like the two stupid uncles in his family. They all look a bit silly and helpless.
Wen Leyang didn't have time to think about it. When he passed by the fat men, he stretched out his feet and kicked them, trying to pick all seven of them as far away as possible.
In the end, I didn’t expect that the fat people were so spicy. But there was still strength in his hands and feet, just like a drowning man who suddenly grasped a straw. As if instinctively, he immediately used an extremely weird method to wrap everyone's body around Wen Leyang. Wen Leyang was extremely anxious, and when he was about to tear them apart, a sudden burst of blazing blood shattered the moonlit night, and the scarlet color filled everyone's eyes!
The three huge red lotuses shrank suddenly, and all of a sudden they were squeezed into the body of the old man in green robe. The old man's body became extremely huge as if it were inflated, inflating to an unbelievable level. In the blink of an eye, his whole body exploded to pieces. Thousands of blood rays were mixed with a roar that tore the heaven and earth apart, shattering the golden dragon that protected the law. , shattered the agitated Huanghuang stick spirit of the silver chain, and even shattered the angry-eyed King Kong condensed by heavy dark clouds in the sky.
Thousands of bloody lights dispersed the magical powers of the two masters, and immediately condensed into two rough and violent blood shuttles, one on the left and one on the right suddenly split apart. They roared away towards Wei Laosan who was escaping down the mountain, Wen Leyang and the little monk who were rolling into a ball with the fat guys!
Wen Leyang's spiritual consciousness was shattered in a tremor. His eyes were filled with scarlet blood. Several fat people were entangled in his body like an octopus. A strong wind rushed behind him. He had no choice but to hide. He could only drag the little monk to the ground. Holding him tightly in his arms, he squatted down with all his strength, all the strength of his fists was directed to his back, and his muscles and joints were shaking violently. I want to fight tooth and nail to block the blood shuttle.
He didn't expect the magnificent blood shuttle to rush behind him. He suddenly stopped and hesitated as if he was conscious. Like a thick anaconda, it circled around him and a bunch of fat people. Now Wen Leyang was in trouble. His body swayed and he punched the ground. He also followed the direction of the blood shuttle and adjusted it at any time. The blood shuttle circled around him. After one lap, Wen Leyang had already set himself to vibration mode.
The golden dragon, the stick shadow, and the blood lotus, three powerful magical powers exploded at the same time. Both the sky and the earth shook violently. The nearby lush forest was torn into endless pieces of broken wood and branches by the monks' huge power.
A shrill scream came from the distance, and another blood shuttle was already chasing Mr. Wei.
The seven fat men were moaning and groaning. They were in unspeakable pain from the pain. They couldn't even open their eyes and had no idea what was going on.
The old man with dysentery watched the seven fat men fall to the ground due to poisoning. Of course, he didn't know that Wen Leyang's Sichuan food was so spicy that he thought they were incurable. In his confusion, the spell could no longer be sustained. Once the blood lotus broke, he would be left alive. His body and body were completely destroyed, so he simply used the blood sect's evil method before dying and destroyed his own life to retaliate against his enemies.
Both blood shuttles contained a piece of the old man's soul. One of the blood shuttles killed Wei Laosan mercilessly. The remaining half of the nature of the other blood shuttle was unable to kill the seven fat men. After being coiled, After a week, Wen Leyang finally gave up and raised his head and soared into the sky. Wen Leyang himself did not expect that a trace of pity for the seven fat men would save his and Little Stutter's lives in the end. If he had run away just now, he would not have been able to outrun Wei Laosan, and he would have turned into a pile of rubble by now. Meat.
A moment later, with a sharp roar, the blood shuttle turned around in the air and plunged into the rock not far away like a rage!
At the same time, a high-pitched and angry voice came from the other direction of them: "Wei Laosan, you..." before he finished speaking, he screamed in surprise, and a little monkey-like old man was smashed to pieces by the blood shuttle. The huge earthquake knocked it to the ground.
The little stutter looked out from behind the crowd with a whimpering voice, and said to Wen Leyang with a wry smile: "Cultivation in seclusion... in seclusion!"
Wen Leyang shook his head with a wry smile. He had heard at the Great Mercy Temple that there were many hermits on Mount Emei. As long as it didn't disturb their practice, they ignored everything. Just as they were about to try their best to pry away the fat hands wrapped around them, their feet suddenly swung violently, and the tightly entangled group of people were thrown out by the huge force. , The dull and loud noise kept rising from their feet, which made people feel frightened. Finally, the small nameless ridge could no longer withstand the shocking magical powers summoned by these top monks with their lives. It suddenly cracked and shattered amid unwilling groans and wailings!
The monkey-like hermit also looked panicked and pounced towards the place where he came out.
The rocks under his feet were shattered. No matter how skilled the cultivator was, he was no better than shit in front of the power of God who was shattering the landslide and the earth. Wen Leyang stood up desperately, dragging the fat man who weighed almost a ton in total, gritting his teeth and staring. He ran after the hermit cultivator. After running for a few steps, the body suddenly became lighter, and the weight of the fat people was reduced a lot.
The little stutterer muttered something, and crushed a string of Buddhist beads that usually hung on his wrist in his hand. The golden Buddha light faintly held up the seven fat men.
Wen Leyang was overjoyed, thinking about the problem of being able to recite incantations despite stuttering, and followed Yin Xiu closely.
A large group of people followed an old man like a monkey, jumping around and disappearing on the ridge in the blink of an eye.
Huge rocks broke from it, and tall and tall trees were uprooted. The violent shaking lasted for several minutes. A ridge completely disappeared, and rocks of all sizes rolled down from all directions. It firmly covers the cracks in the mountains.
Finally, the dust settled, and the mountains returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened. After a while, the sky was suddenly lit up by rays of Buddha's light. The old monk Xijue shook his bags under his eyes and led a group of monks from the Great Mercy Monastery in a hurry, frowning and starting to search nearby.
Jifei and Shui Jing ran back to the Great Mercy Temple one after another. The little rabbit demon Shanjuan barely regained consciousness and immediately ordered the monks in the temple to rush to the aid of Wen Leyang. But in the end, I came dozens of steps late...
Before the ridge collapsed, Wen Leyang followed the hermit for a few steps when he suddenly felt that his vision went dark and he was already in a wide tunnel.
However, the huge earthquake around him was still there, and Wen Leyang did not dare to stop at all. He followed Yinxiu and ran all the way. Yinxiu didn't care about him. The tunnel was under the ridge and could collapse at any time.
The collapse on the ridge lasted only a few minutes. But the vibrations in the tunnels were far from stopping. There were rumbling earthquakes and heart-stopping loud noises everywhere, and seven fat men were holding hands and circling their feet. A dense crowd gathered around Wen Leyang.
Wen Leyang ran staggeringly, and he was so dizzy that he could not tell the direction for a long time. The pores on his skin opened and closed violently, and his spiritual consciousness was always fixed on the hermit running in front.
Wen Leyang didn't know how long he ran before his eyes suddenly opened up. In front of him, there was a row of huge stone steps so wide that he couldn't see the edge, winding down in depth.
Each step has a height of seven or eight meters. The hermit in front has a flexible body and leaps down the stone steps at an incredible speed. Wen Leyang recognized the truth and will follow him today, and he also carries a group of fat men with a bang. He jumped up and down the stone steps and ran down.
The stone steps were densely engraved with small seals. When the huge earthquake in the tunnel reached the edge of the stone steps, all the scripts suddenly burst out with a sharp seven-color light, illuminating the cavernous belly of the mountain with strange lights. .
The huge earthquake was like an invading tide, and the stone steps were like the long embankment built by the saints in the prehistoric times. The shock of the mountain collapse weakened a little every time he crossed a stone step. After Wen Leyang jumped down a dozen steps in a row, The shock behind him finally disappeared.
Wen Leyang followed Yin Xiu and jumped to the lowest end of the stone steps. A huge emptiness hidden in the heart of the mountain suddenly appeared in front of him. The hermit cultivator in front also stopped. Mung Bean's little eyes were flashing with surprise, looking him up and down. (Quanben Novel Network www.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.com)