With a wave of the big sleeve, a stream of blue light flew out of the sleeve, turning into a three-zhang long blue python in the air, flying towards a certain place in the void, and the blue strange blade in the air suddenly changed direction, and chased after the blue python like lightning.

The Muji monk on the other side, seeing that the old man not only did not listen to his own persuasion, but also urged the magic weapon to attack the two, his eyes flashed with disappointment, and he whispered a Buddha name, and did not dodge the blue strange blade that flew over, and slowly stretched out his right hand and grabbed it in the air, as if he wanted to catch this strange blade in his hand with a meat palm alone.

The blue-robed old man naturally saw this scene and sneered: "The little bald donkey is looking for death!"

As soon as his mind moved, the speed of the blue strange blade increased greatly, and the direction changed sharply, originally to slash at the neck of the wooden chicken monk, but now it flew up diagonally, as if he wanted to cut the wooden chicken monk in half.

Seeing that the blue light blade flew like lightning, it was about to slash at the wooden chicken monk, and a layer of golden light suddenly appeared on the palm stretched out by the wooden chicken monk, turning into pure gold in the blink of an eye. With an understatement of grabbing it at random, the blue strange blade actually changed direction and flew towards the palm of the wooden chicken monk, and was accurately grasped by the wooden chicken monk in his hand, no matter how he trembled in that golden palm, he couldn't break free.

The blue-robed old man opened his mouth wide, his eyes protruded, and he couldn't close them for a long time, staring at the palm of the Muji monk as if he had seen a ghost.

Although this blue strange blade is only a high-level magic weapon, it can be tempered by himself for more than two hundred years, not to mention its own sharpness, the cold power contained in it alone is not something that a Jindan stage monk can resist.

He clearly noticed that the monk in front of him had the most Jindan period mana, and with a blow from Sicheng Liliang, how could the other party easily grasp it in his hand with a fleshy palm. And he is not afraid of the power of yin and cold at all, what does this mean? He is already a monk at the peak of the early stage of the Yuan Infant. Could it be that the monk is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and the monk is a monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant. Or is it a great monk?

Thinking of this, my heart was cold, and I couldn't care about putting my energy on the aquatic life that was hiding and fleeing to the ground, and with a move of my mind, the blue strange blade that was originally chasing the aquatic life flew back upside down, and when I flew in front of me, I took a deep breath, and hit a palm with my right hand, and a blue palm shadow flashed. Submerged in the strange blade, the strange blade "buzzed", directly turned into a dazzling blue light, whistling towards the wooden chicken monk, looking at its momentum, it was even more powerful than when he killed the red fire Jiao, this time, the old man in the blue robe directly used eighty percent of his strength.

The other withered left hand slapped like lightning towards a black leather pouch tied around his waist. In the flickering of black light, there was already a small bowl with a diameter of several inches, black and shiny, and countless strange patterns carved on it. The small bowl didn't know what material it was made of, and as soon as Fang appeared, it was suddenly extremely cold within a few zhang. Even the blue-robed old man couldn't help but shudder.

The blue-robed old man glanced at the black bowl, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. Biting the tip of his tongue, he aimed at the pitch-black bowl and quickly spurted out several mouthfuls of essence blood one after another. At the same time, the mana of the whole body poured into the small bowl, and the black bowl turned into a diameter of about one foot in the palm of his hand. With a roar, his eyes widened, and he threw the black bowl at the Muji monk, and the look on his face became extremely solemn for a while.

The black bowl was just a flash, and it teleported to the top of the head of the Muji monk, and suddenly flipped over, the bowl mouth was facing down, and there was a sound of "buzzing", and a thick gray mist rushed out of the black bowl, and the Muji monk was wrapped in the gray mist in the blink of an eye.

Not only that, but there were colorful balls of light the size of a fist flashing in the gray mist, all of which rushed towards the Muji monks, these balls of light were clearly the ghosts of some monks, and the gray mist seemed to be a kind of cold evil qi.

One of the white balls of light "bang" scattered on its own, staggering into a five-foot-tall white skeleton dancing with one hand, two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth shook up and down, his mouth whined, and he held a seven or eight foot long white bone fork in his hands, stabbing towards the wooden chicken monk, and around the skeleton, from time to time bursts out of light green phosphorus fire. The gray mist was cold and cold.

The Muji monk easily knocked away another blue strange blade with the blue strange blade in his hand, but when he saw the flying black bowl, the gray mist, light balls and white skeletons that rushed out of the black bowl, his original indifferent expression rarely gave birth to a little anger, looked up at the blue-robed old man, and said coldly: "'Soul Destroying Bowl', 'Heartless Demon', the donor actually cultivated the Demon Dao Technique, and also slaughtered so many innocent monks, and collected their souls for their own use, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

"Heavenly damnation? Cultivators are acting against the heavens, what are you afraid of? Die, bald donkey!" The blue-robed old man smiled gloomily, his figure stepped back, and after retreating three or five steps, a dazzling blue light burst out around his body, the blue light dissipated, and the figure had disappeared in the air.

The Muji monk threw out the blue strange blade in his hand and struck the black bowl not far above his head, and at the same time, with a rush of mana, a dazzling golden light burst out of his body, forming a golden light and shadow of several zhang size outside the body in the blink of an eye, wrapping himself in the light and shadow, and the thick gray mist that rushed up around him, as soon as he touched the golden light and shadow, it made a "snort" sound and turned into nothing. Even the colorful gloom of the ghost is no exception.

The mouth of the Buddha was low, both hands pinched a strange law, the ten fingers were like wheels in the chest quickly turning, wisps of five-colored light from the slender ten fingers continued to fly out, gathered a foot square colorful "swastika" Buddha seal, looked at the skeleton holding the fork and pounced, and spat lightly: "Go!"

The five-colored light flashed, and the "swastika" character Buddha seal accurately fell on the skeleton's chest, and with a "boom", the five-colored light spread out in all directions, and the five-colored light flowed rapidly along the skeleton's white bone Sensen's torso, and the skeleton that looked hideous and vicious suddenly became a multicolored skeleton, and it was extremely weird to stop in the air, and it couldn't move a single step. Immediately after, the bones all over his body and the bone fork in his hand crackled and shattered into pieces of ash.

The blue strange blade slammed into the black bowl, and with a loud "dang" sound, the black bowl shattered in half, and flew towards the distant sky with the blue strange blade. The black bowl shattered, and the cold gray mist and five-colored light clusters that shrouded the Muji monk's body suddenly dispersed.

At this moment, a pitch-black spear appeared silently more than ten zhang away behind the Muji monk, stabbing at the heart of the Muji monk like lightning.

More than ten zhang on the left and right sides flashed out of each blue-robed old man, the two old men were exactly the same, each holding a pitch-black spear in his hand, for a while he couldn't tell which one was true and which one was false, with a gloomy smile on his face, and the two spears stabbed at the wooden chicken monk's ribs at the same time.

That's not all, ten zhang away from the top of the head of the Muji monk, the figure of the third blue-robed old man appeared, glanced at the black bowl that was split in half, his teeth rattled, his face twitched, his mouth suddenly opened, and a silver light erupted from his mouth, which fell at his feet and turned into a silver bell with a diameter of several feet.

After a loud "dang" sound, silver ripples visible to the naked eye spread rapidly in all directions. The silver bell buzzed and grew, heading towards the head of the wooden chicken monk.

The blue-robed old man is uncanny, and he is proficient in the way of clones, and the magic weapon in his hand seems to be endless.

Although the blue python chasing the aquatic life is transformed by aura, it is also fierce and abnormal, and the "fog concealment technique" and the "hidden shadow" used by the aquatic life are completely ineffective against it, no matter how the aquatic life hides, it can always be found. The aquatic cast spell crippled the python's python head, but the giant python used its body to entangle the aquatic life and death, almost suffocating the aquatic life, and even the true qi of the body protection could not be urged.

Fortunately, the old man in the blue robe cultivated the way of yin and evil, and the giant python was transformed by the power of yin and cold, but he couldn't stop the power of thunder and fire that erupted from time to time in the green thunder armor, and after a long time, it collapsed on its own.

Shui Sheng was free, and he was just relieved, but there was a loud bell, a buzz in his head, his mind was blurred, the cold ice sword flew off his hand, the mana of his whole body instantly dissipated, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground from the Lingyun Shuttle. Fortunately, the bell only rang for a moment, if it rang one after another, it would not cost a small life?

Seeing that the pitch-black spear that flashed with a cold glow was about to pierce through the back of the wooden chicken monk. A five- or six-foot-long magic wand jumped out of the golden light shield outside the Muji monk's body, as if it had been waiting there for a long time, and the vajra hit the tip of the spear like lightning, and with a "boom", the spear flew back upside down, and the speed was even faster than when it came.

The whole body of the red gold wand hovers in the air and flies into two zhang long, there is a faint five-color light in the golden mang, look carefully, the top end of the wand is the south claw-shaped six-sided vajra, the bottom end is the shape of the three-edged point, the middle is carved with three golden Buddha heads, one is laughing, one is angry, one is scolding.

The wand was like a psychic, knowing that the biggest threat to the Muji monk was the silver bell above his head, and before he could be urged, he had jumped up on his own and struck at the silver bell.

The Muji monk didn't seem to see the two blue-robed old men who rushed to the left and right, and instead of dodging or dodging, he once again formed a colorful "swastika" Buddha seal in the middle of the ten commands, and greeted the silver giant bell that flew down from the sky.

The bell that made the aquatic mana collapse in an instant had no effect on the Muji monk at all.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)