As soon as Huo Meitou's voice fell, his originally quiet body as a mirror lake suddenly became active.

The wide apricot-colored monk's robe he wore outside his body sneered like an angry wave, and a circle of crimson spiritual pressure visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out from the surface of his body, and the powerful oppressive force caused the ground under his feet to shake. And the two red thick eyebrows on his brow bone suddenly turned into two leaping flames. From the opposite side, it looks like his eyes are breathing fire, and a statue of Fire King Kong stands there, majestic.

Seeing this, Master Qing Shui did not show any timidity, and immediately responded loudly: "You bald head, don't think that if you put your eyebrows on fire, you can run out and be scary." Both of us brothers are well-known cult cultivators, but we are not intimidated. ”

Don't look at the people on the surface who did not show weakness, but muttered in their hearts, these two people, the Fire Eyebrow Tuo and the Golden Boy, are not two of the so-called "Three Sons of King Kong" in the Golden Buddha Temple. As the first major sect of Buddhism in the Northern Regions, the Golden Buddha Temple has a profound heritage, and it is by no means something that ordinary monks dare to provoke. Although the three sons of King Kong are not the top monks in the Golden Buddha Temple, they are also in the limelight in recent years, and even two of them are not easy to mess with. ”

Thinking of this, Master Qing Shui hurriedly looked left and right with his head, and his divine sense spread far away, and he was slightly relieved to make sure that there was no third monk within ten miles around.

"Senior brother, we are now working with these two people, will it delay our business. The golden boy on the side reminded. It stood quietly in place, breathing as usual, as if it had no intention of making a move.

"Senior brother, don't forget, both of them have assassinated our disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple. After today, there is no such a good opportunity, not to mention that you and I join forces, presumably it will not be delayed for half a moment. This kind of evil cultivator is punished by everyone, and it is a merit for us to kill both of them. Huo Meitou said with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

Seeing the two monks on the opposite side muttering, the Qing Shui Shangren's eyes were cold, and he shouted in his heart, what do you care about the King Kong three bald heads, the first article of the evil cultivation code, the first strike.

Immediately, Master Qing Shui's sleeves waved, and a sharp blue light shot out from his cuffs. It was a three-foot-long azure sword, and a terrifying edge spat out from the tip of the sword, and the sharp blade cut through the void and creaked, and a wave of blue water was thrown out behind the tail of the sword.

The Dao Sword shot by Master Qing Shui was the weapon he took advantage of, and it was originally an imitation of Ruoshui Sword, one of the famous swords in Qinglian Dojo, and Ruoshui Sword was the one in Liu Haiyu's hand now. Although it is an imitation, it is also from the hand of the refining master of the Qinglian Dojo, although the grade cannot be compared with the Ruoshui Sword, but it can also be called the top grade of the water attribute Dao Sword, and with the water attribute spiritual vein of the Qing Shui Shangren, the power of the exertion is not to be underestimated.

The next moment, the power of the Dao sword, like a blue shark out of the water, set off the terrifying sword blade.

And the blood monk beside the person on the side of Qing Shui almost rose up at the same time, and a string of blood-colored runes appeared on the surface of the gilded incense burner above his head, which suddenly became larger, and the whole person smashed directly like a disemboweled cannonball, and the speed was naturally not as fast as the Dao Sword.

A sword and a puppet target are the opposite golden boy.

"Golden Boy, as long as I kill you first, doesn't he like to play with fire with the rest of the fire eyebrows? No, it's better to let the Blood Monk Brother suck up his blood soul and then turn it into a roasted sweet potato. Qing Shui Shang's heart was thinking left and right. But he knew very well that it would be difficult for him to take the life of the golden boy with this blow, and the soul power shown by the golden boy before was even stronger than that of the Qing Shui Shangren.

But the Qing Shui Shangren is a revenge after all, before he and the blood monk hid behind the boulder, after being discovered by the golden boy, he smashed the boulder with one blow, which really scared the Qing Shui Shangren. Right now, he naturally wants to scare the golden boy. At the same time, he was ready to escape. This is the Qing Shui Shangren, full of evil cultivation routines.

On weekdays, the people of Qing Shui always treat the blood monk as a brother. But once he starts to fight with people, the blood monk is his strongest unique weapon.

The blood monk was not much different from ordinary cultivators, both on the surface and in terms of soul power fluctuations. Although the golden boy on the other side saw some clues, he always thought that the blood monk was a half-dead person who practiced the secret art of blood souls, and he was not sure that the blood monk was a puppet.

Every time the Blood Monk is used as a weapon by the Qing Shui Shangren, it is mostly a trick to fight the opponent for his life, which will make the opponent shrink back. The fighting methods between cultivators, although most of the moves are ruthless, they all cherish their lives and longevity more. After all, the purpose of hard cultivation is to live forever, no one wants to fall in the fighting method, and they don't want to provoke this kind of character who is desperate as soon as they meet, and the more they cultivate to the higher level, the more so. As the saying goes, the rich cherish their lives.

And the blood monk is a puppet body, and he is not afraid of life and death at all, no matter how seriously injured, he can be repaired by the Qing Shui Shangren. Therefore, every time the blood monk makes a move, it will have a surprise effect.

Between the lightning and the fire, the attack of the Qing Shui Shangren shooting a flying sword had already reached the front of the golden boy.

"Let me do it. Without waiting for the golden boy to make a move, the fire eyebrows on the side shouted, took a big step forward, and his tall body stood in front of the golden boy.

The Fire Eyebrow Toutuo threw the purple gold bowl in his hand towards the opposite side. In the midst of a purple gold glow, the purple gold bowl suddenly swelled to a huge size. The purple gold bowl is facing outwards and the bottom is facing inward, and in the dripping and rotating, golden Sanskrit characters are circulating on its surface. The power of the powerful magic weapon, the golden light was shining, like a huge shield blocking the front of the two of Fire Eyebrow and Golden Boy.

There was a crisp sound of "dang". The Dao sword shot by the Qing Shui Shangren stabbed the surface of the purple gold bowl.

The sword spun and pinned against the purple gold bowl, not giving in to each other, making a piercing sound of metal scraping and ejecting clusters of silver arcs.

Seeing this, the Qing Shui Shangren flicked his fingers, and a spell was punched out, and dozens of slender waterlines appeared on the Dao sword, each of which was comparable to a sharp sword.

In an instant, the power of the Dao sword was like hanging upside down in the angry sea, and the power increased greatly. The strong oppressive force caused the purple gold bowl on the opposite side to retreat half a foot.

"Well, this guy really has some tricks, no wonder it's so rampant. While calculating in his heart, Huomei Toutuo urged the secret method to deal with it, and between the fingertips, a golden Sanskrit character the size of a foot was drawn out of thin air. As the secret words of Buddhism were recited in the mouth of the Fire Eyebrow Toutuo, the golden Sanskrit characters flashed, like a golden bird, and fell to the bottom of the purple gold bowl.

The next moment, the pattern of the little monk sitting cross-legged on the surface of the purple gold bowl was actually alive. The little monk was still sitting cross-legged, but the rosary in his hand was twisted, and at the same time, the small mouth was closed one by one, as if chanting a scripture. Suddenly, the words of Zhuang Zheng Buddha lingered, and the red fire at the bottom of the purple gold bowl flashed. Suddenly, a flaming tiger head phantom the size of a zhang appeared on the purple gold bowl.

"Huh-" A tiger roared, and the power of the magic weapon of the purple gold bowl increased dramatically.

There was a loud bang, the fire soared into the sky, and the mist burst. And the Dao sword shot by the Qing Shui Shangren was quickly bounced away with a wail and flew back upside down.

Seeing that his technique had been successful, Huo Mei Tuo said proudly in his heart: "How can the technique of mere evil cultivation be compared with the supreme Dharma of my Golden Buddha Temple." ”

The purple gold bowl used by the Fire Eyebrow Toutuo is the famous casting monk in the Golden Buddha Temple for three years, made of the fine of Songshan purple copper, in addition to the 33 layers of prohibitions on the brand, it also holds two special prohibitions on the secret words of the Buddha and the power of the fire tiger, and the full 35 prohibitions are a great Buddhist magic weapon.

It's a long story, just between two breaths.

Just as the Dao Sword of the Qing Shui Shangren flew back upside down, the cannonball-like body of the Blood Monk followed.

The Qing Shui Shangren didn't have time to care about the Dao sword that bounced back. His eyes were fixed on the golden boy behind Huomei Tuo, and he stretched out a pair of palms, and his ten fingers pulled back and forth. And the body of the blood monk in the sky, like a puppet controlled by a thread, twisted out an incredible angle, bypassing the purple gold bowl of the Fire Eyebrows, and rushing straight to the location of the golden boy.

Seeing this, Huomei Toutuo shouted: "Senior brother, be careful." "It was too late for him to stop the Blood Monk's attack.

Without stopping, the Qing Shui Shangren on the opposite side made a sword finger shape with one hand, and a delicate yellow paper talisman was sandwiched between his fingertips, and a lifelike red snake was painted on the talisman.

"Where the Dao talisman is, the shadow of the blood soul, listen to my orders!" The Venerable Qing Shui saw the opportunity and recited the Dao mantra in his mouth. The yellow paper rune suddenly burst open, spewing out strings of red runes and smearing them in the void, and in the blink of an eye, a blood python phantom appeared.

At this moment, the figure of the blood monk flying in mid-air smashed downward, and it had already reached the golden boy. At the same time that the Venerable Qing Shui was using the talisman, in the gilded incense burner above the head of the blood monk, the blood shadow rolled, and a blood python the size of a zhang pounced out. Angry mouths and saber teeth, blood shadows rolling, and bloody winds are scurrying.

After Master Qing Shui had done all these actions, his Dao Sword had already bounced back, just slashing at a boulder, and with a bang, the Dao Sword sank into the boulder for more than half of it, and the exposed half of it shook endlessly.

Judging from his appearance, the golden boy is probably just a seven or eight-year-old child, and his real age has passed. It's just that the golden boy has practiced a rare kind of Buddhist boy skill since he was a child, so that he has always maintained the appearance of not growing up. It can be said that the golden boy is also a battle-hardened practical figure.

In the face of the sudden attack of the blood monk and the blood python he sacrificed, the golden boy's two big black eyes did not blink, and there was no intention of retreating.

He raised his hand and threw it, summoning a golden Buddha bell that was only an inch in size, and then a magic trick was played. The golden Buddha bell swirled, and a piece of golden light was gorgeous, and suddenly turned into a three-foot size. Hovering over the head of the golden boy, the surface of the bell is clearly visible with a pattern of a gold-armored warrior.

"Jingle bell, ding bell. ”

The golden boy played a magic trick, the Buddha bell sounded, sprinkling a piece of golden light, and a string of Buddhist mantras intertwined in the golden light, and in the blink of an eye, a three-zhang tall golden armor King Kong appeared. This King Kong is outlined by spiritual light, with round eyes and wide mouth, big shoulders and round waist, wearing a King Kong hat, and his fists are clenched like hammers, majestic and awe-inspiring.

The Golden Armor King Kong crossed his arms and went directly to the front of his body, and the surface of his body instantly formed a large golden bell-shaped body protection shield.

"Boom!" The blood shadow burst, the golden light splashed, and in the inverted wind, the King Kong illusion and the shadow of the blood python collapsed together. The body of the blood monk was lifted upside down by the counterattacking wind, like a raging red leaf in the air. And the golden boy stood in place without moving, and there was no trace of damage all over his body.

Seeing this, the Qing Shui Shangren in the distance stared at him and shouted, "Jump up for Lao Tzu." ”

There were invisible thin lines on his ten fingers pulling the body of the blood monk, and the figure of the blood monk turned upside down in midair, and against the aftermath of the previous trick explosion, he desperately smashed towards the place where the golden boy was.

"Hmm, this monk with a gilded incense burner on his head only has half a life left, do you still have to fight? It's really an outright evil cultivator!" Seeing this, the golden boy couldn't help but be surprised in his heart.

The golden boy was busy with one hand, and the golden Buddha bell was held in his hand again. As soon as the Buddha bell shook, a large piece of gold spilled out, as if pulling out golden ink, turning the golden boy's body into a gilded color, and the golden boy's physical aura broke through again.

Without stopping, the golden boy shook the golden Buddha bell in his hand, nodded on his toes, snapped on the ground, stepped on a deep mark, and his body turned into a phantom and flew back.

The golden Buddha bell in the hand of the golden boy is also a magic weapon from the Golden Buddha Temple, and it is also cast with a wisp of soul breath power of a golden armor King Kong. And the legendary Golden Armor King Kong is the evil god general of Buddhism, and very few people have seen their true faces, and they are all existences that others dare not provoke.

And the Golden Boy is the skill body of the metal Nine Spirit Veins, only one millimeter away, it is the highest talent of the Ten Spirit Veins, and he can also be called one of the genius disciples in the Golden Buddha Temple. With the Vajra Buddha bell in his hand, there are few opponents among monks of the same level.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the stones fell, the earth shook, and the dust flew.

Where the golden boy had previously stood, he was knocked out of a large dirt pit by the blood monk with a gilded incense burner on top of his head.

The "blood monk" in the middle of the pit was planted in the shape of an upside-down onion, and the incense burner above his head was inserted into the soil. A big red robe was also torn open, and the exposed skin was covered with blood. From a distance, it looks like an angry carrot.

The man in the distance smiled, all of this seemed to be expected by him. The goatee on the chin of the Master of Qing Shui was raised high, and he said proudly: "Golden boy, you still jumped up, it was me who won the game." ”

Jumping and jumping, the people of the Qing Shui Shangren were extremely happy.

Immediately, the Qing Shui Shangren's consciousness moved, and the blood monk in the earth pit kicked his legs violently, and the bones of his body gurgled, and with a pop, he pulled out the gilded incense burner inserted in the soil. Due to the excessive force, the blood monk sat on the ground and shook his head back and forth.

"Brother Blood Monk, come back. Master Shimizu in the distance greeted loudly.

But I saw that a cloud of blood mist rose from the gilded incense burner above the head of the blood monk, and in the blood mist wrapping, the blood monk's whole person turned into a blood shadow and shot back.