This kind of concentration can minimize the temperature of the body, so that the poisonous snakes cannot effectively perceive it.

Compared to Na Ningting, Jin Feng's situation was even worse.

Shenzhou's most terrifying white-lipped bamboo leaf is green in his left ankle, and another poisonous pit viper is in the middle of his crotch.

And the first poisonous king cobra on the continent, that is, the mountain wind, is in front of him, and he has erected a two-foot-tall body.

There is a sandalwood scent on the body, which is the least favorite smell of snakes, although these poisonous snakes have not eaten for a long, long time, but they are not interested in this fragrance.

In contrast, Jin Feng is extremely dangerous.

Because Jin Feng had just killed four warrior monks, he had the smell of blood on his hands.

That is, the favorite taste of hungry vipers.

A string of blood dripped from Jin Feng's fist, and the hyacinths of several snakes swished in the air, and the thick and delicious taste of blood was detected in an instant.

In an instant, several poisonous snakes scurried over.

The sizzling sound of the snake hyacinth is like an electric current, piercing the air, making people's scalps tingle and shivering.

The poisonous snake that detected the smell of blood came to Jin Feng, but everything was wrong all of a sudden.

Their innate perception of danger made these jungle killers feel that the vague creatures in front of them were a huge threat to them, and they bypassed Jin Feng for a while.

At this moment, I only heard a muffled snort.

Several warrior monks rushed forward with a frantic change in their faces.

I saw a five-step poisonous snake hanging on Ning Ting's arm, and its long white fangs were deeply embedded in Ning Ting's arm.

The warrior monks hurriedly dragged the old monk Ningting out of the male yellow circle, tore it open five steps and pretended it upside down, and then injected Ningting with antivenom in the shortest possible time.

These antivenom serums have been prepared quite well by the monks of the Buddha world for a long time.

Although Master Ningting's concentration is high enough and his breath is low enough, he can't escape the hungry viper.

At this time, Jin Feng sat on the ground without moving, and said loudly.

"The body moves with the heart, the heart moves at will, if the mind does not move, the law does not move. ”

"Scatter!"

When the group of poisonous snakes in front of Jin Feng heard a scattered word, they suddenly straightened their bodies, turned backwards, and left.

The snake king crossed the mountain wind, but at this moment made the most amazing scene.

Slowly curled up in front of Jin Feng, his flat head hanging silently and motionless.

Jin Feng stood up, stood still, and took one step.

A dozen of the most venomous snakes suddenly retreated.

When this scene came out, everyone was stunned and stupid.

"Ningting!"

"You've lost!"

"You meditate...... Didn't practice to get home. ”

Jin Feng was condescending, like a giant who opened the sky, looking down at the old monk Ningting on the ground.

Ning Ting fell to the ground with a blue and gray color, and one arm was swollen as thick as a thigh, which showed how powerful those five steps were.

Ning Ting's lips were blue and shivering with cold sweat, but he screamed at Jin Feng: "If you don't move, you won't move." ”

"Drink as a stick, drink as a stick!"

"Master Jin is good concentration, good Zen work, good Dharma ......"

"Ningting...... Teachable!"

Jin Feng smiled coldly, and laughed in a cruel voice, full of disdain and arrogance.

At this time, the warrior monks were a little panicked.

Ning Ting's hands and feet on the ground trembled uncontrollably, her eyelids drooped, her pupils dilated, and her breathing came and went.

The warrior monks gave Ning Ting three antivenom serums in a row, but to no avail.

Within minutes, a large amount of blood began to flow from Ningting's nose and mouth.

Ning Ting's apprentices rushed to their master's side, weeping and wailing, and chanting scriptures incessantly.

Several great monks and monks were also frightened, and some were helpless.

At the scene, countless monks, kings, and countless senior monks and masters stood up together, bowed their heads and recited the mantra for Ning Ting in silence.

This is the bloody competition.

For the sake of the Buddha's tooth in Ceylon, Ceylon and Sin Chew were equally killed and wounded, and the former monk king was martyred.

The whole country of Ceylon was endlessly tortured by Jin Feng in Shenzhou, suffered all kinds of difficulties and humiliations, and even did not hesitate to amend their own laws to welcome back the Buddha Tooth of Ceylon.

For the sake of the Sea Dragon Buddha's Tooth, four warrior monks have died, and soon, one of the top Buddha Realm Grand Mages will die.

This is the tooth of the Buddha with blood!

Stained with countless blood and lives, even the destruction of the nation and the country are not hesitating, and the supreme holy relics obtained desperately.

Jin Feng, who was smoking a cigarette leisurely and grabbed the poisonous snakes that were rarely seen on weekdays, turned around and changed his complexion.

When he got to Ning Ting's side, he took a closer look, and cut Ning Ting's monk robe with a knife in his hand, but he saw two deep marks on his back.

It was a wound from a spearhead pit viper.

The spearhead pit viper is a mixture of two venoms, nerves and blood, and is the most tricky.

Coupled with the five steps in the middle of the arm, the venom of the two highly venomous snakes came down in unison, how could the old man Ning Ting stand it.

At this moment, Master Ningting's heart had become insignificant, his breathing was close to stopping, and his face was black and purple, extending from his face to his arms.

Death, in the space of this minute.

Countless monks were so grieved that they bowed down and wept loudly.

"Get out!"

Jin Feng grabbed Ning Ting's apprentice's collar and dragged him backwards.

"Get out!"

With one kick, he kicked another monk who was close to him into the air.

"—"

shouted four rolling words in a row, and kicked four monks away one after another.

"You also get out of the way!"

kicked the nearest Xiao Yangji to eat, swaggered and choked Ning Ting's neck, flicked his thumb, and the meteor needle pierced Ning Ting's chest deeply.

"I saved your life not because of my Jin Feng's mercy, but because of ......"

"You're a good person, it's a pity to die. ”

After saying this, Jin Feng snapped his fingers.

A little girl standing in the distance walked over with a large bag that was completely asymmetrical to herself.

Take out a thermos box from the bag and smash it on the ground, breaking the ice into two pieces and sticking them to the two wounds.

Then force the last ice cube into Ning Ting's mouth.

After doing all this, Jin Feng stood up and pulled Xiao Yangji back: "Squeeze the poison, squeeze the blood." ”

The monks and monks on one side were all stunned.

Xiao Yangji......

That's the top reincarnated spirit boy in the snowy plateau, the future archmage!

Jin Feng, Jin Feng actually treated him like this?

How dare he do this to him!?

But the party Xiao Yangji didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, but felt that this was the most basic operation.

It's normal.

Xiao Yangji squatted down tremblingly, but suddenly sat on the ground, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Alive!"

"Master Ningting is alive. ”

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding monks all changed color and rushed up, and they all stood on the spot at once.

Although Master Ningting's face was still ugly, it was not half a black, purple, blue, and gray.

Although his gaze was still glazed, he could clearly see the gratitude he expressed.

The breath is there, and the heartbeat is there.

Isn't this alive and what!?

When Jin Feng's divine skill of healing came out, it immediately impressed the monks and kings of all sizes.

Several people were busy squeezing the poison and blood of Master Ningting, and the Monk King Mokshati bowed deeply to Jin Feng.

"Amitabha, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter. ”

"Golden ......"

"Shut up. ”

Jin Feng coldly interrupted Mokshati's words, and said in a cruel voice: "The last game." Send you back to the West. ”

"Sacrifice yourself!"

"Draw out the way. ”

Makosati closed her eyes lightly and whispered, "Master Jin is indeed the Buddha's order to Mokosattva. ”

"Just by virtue of your immovable words just now, the realm cultivation has already surpassed us too much. ”

"But...... For the sake of the sea dragon Buddha's tooth...... The final battle will be necessary. ”

"I'm sorry. ”

Jin Feng shouted coldly: "The last battle, send you back to the west." ”

Mokshati shook his body and said in a deep voice: "In the past, Moksa Hammer served the tiger with his body...... The Buddha cut the flesh into an eagle. ”

"Those who cultivate are sacrificing their lives. ”

"Presumably, the Great Master also understands the principle of sacrificing one's life. ”

Jin Feng said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense." Lao Tzu, everyone in Shenzhou is now warmly dressed and well-fed. Cut the meat for the eagle and feed the tiger with the body......"

"You're embarrassed to talk about it. ”

"However, since you said it, then, Lao Tzu is not comparable, and you dead flies will not rest. ”

Speaking of this, Jin Feng raised his left hand, and the three relics sounded as crisply as wind chimes.

Jin Feng raised his eyelids and hissed and shouted, "The Buddha is here, let's play bigger." ”

"Have fun, have fun!"

After saying this, Jin Feng slapped the wrist of his left hand, and the three relics were wrapped around his wrist. ()

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