But something unexpected happened to the monks!

Although the ten fire filaments did not pierce the golden phantom, they suddenly flashed with red light, and suddenly turned into thick red fire chains, and they circled like lightning, and the golden phantom was bound to death.

Seeing this, the monk was stunned for a moment, and then raised his hand and flicked it into the air without thinking.

A white sword light flashed out from his fingertips, heading straight for the chain of fire and slashing at it.

After a pleasant crisp sound, the red and white light intertwined slightly, and the sword light was actually flicked away, but it was only a hole the size of a bean grain cut on the thick fire chain, and it could not be completely cut at all.

At this moment, the silver-robed monk's face sank.

He saw that the two-headed firebird and the purple fire wave on the opposite side were about to sweep one after the other, and in a hurry, he suddenly stepped on the white lotus under his feet with one foot, and at the same time let out a long roar like a dragon's groan, and his two arms were solemn outward.

The huge golden shadow seemed to feel the anxiety in the monk's heart, and suddenly the whole body was full of golden light, and the huge body suddenly rose by half, becoming seven or eight meters huge, and it looked like it was about to break the fire chain in an instant.

But then something happened that made the monk's heart sink.

As the body of King Kong grew, the chain of fire also became larger, and it did not show any difficulty.

The monk pinched his hands again, and the golden phantom suddenly shrank and doubled in the aura. The chain of fire also shrank and thinned, like maggots on tarsal bones, entangled in the phantom, unable to get rid of.

At this moment, the silver-robed monk's face really changed greatly.

Seeing that the two-headed firebird on the opposite side really flew nearby, he couldn't care about the phantom on his head for a while, and hurriedly threw the jade bottle in his hand into the air.

After the silver bottle circled, the mouth of the bottle was aimed straight at the firebird that flew in, and when the silver light was put down, there was a burst of Sanskrit sound in the bottle, and then the seven-colored Buddha light sprayed out from the mouth of the bottle, and rolled away directly towards the oncoming double-headed firebird.

The firebird spewed three-colored flames from its mouth, and its wings spread out to break through these Buddha lights, and flew to the top of the silver-robed monk's head in one breath.

Immediately, as soon as the two came into contact, the Buddha's light suddenly flowed and released, and under the continuous rotation of the seven-colored spiritual light, the firebird was wrapped in it, rolled back, and was taken into the bottle. The whole process is as easy as the clouds, and it seems that this bottle is the nemesis of the two-headed firebird!

When the silver-robed monk saw this, his expression was relieved, but he immediately rushed into the silver bottle in the air.

This treasure trembled, and once again spewed out a large stream of Buddha light. This time, the target was the purple wave of fire that was rolling after the firebird.

It seems that he plans to use this treasure to also put the violet extreme fire into the bottle.

But at this moment, there was a faint "explosion" word on the opposite side, and the silver vial that was originally suspended in front of him suddenly shook violently, and the surface of the bottle was uneven, and at the same time, in the early silver light flashed wildly, there was a roar like thunder faintly in the bottle, and the sound became louder and louder.

"Not good!"

The silver-robed monk first swept the silver bottle with his divine thoughts, and then discovered something amazing, and suddenly lost his voice. Immediately, I saw this senior monk of the Longquan Sect, and the white lotus flickered again under his feet, and the person disappeared in a flash on the lotus.

Only a large lotus flower of several meters that rotated slowly and kept was left in the void, and a golden phantom that was imprisoned in the sky.

And at the same time as the monk golden cicada shed its shell, the silver vial let out an earth-shattering roar in the flash of spiritual light, and completely burst open.

A three-color halo emerges in the void where the silver screen disappears!

As soon as the three-color rune flowed slightly, the volume of the halo soared several times at once, and the white lotus and the Vajra phantom in the air were all submerged in it.

The golden phantom was trapped in the air by a circle of fire chains, unable to move and dodge at all. Therefore, although the phantom was slightly supported in the three-color flames, it still "poofed" and dissolved like a bubble and turned into nothing. As for the white lotus, it was even more impossible, as soon as Fang was covered by the three-colored flames, he immediately vaporized.

In another place more than thirty meters away, a white light flashed, and the figure of a silver-robed monk emerged. But at the moment when the Vajra Phantom was destroyed, his face suddenly turned pale several times, and a small mouthful of essence blood spurted out of his mouth, and at the same time, his pale golden skin suddenly darkened a lot, and he looked like he had damaged a lot of vitality.

That Vajra phantom turned out to be like a natal magic weapon, and it had a lot to do with the qi, heart, spirit, and blood!

Wu Yong's expressionless hand urged the law, and the purple fire wave rolling behind him suddenly changed direction, and suddenly transformed into a purple fire python more than ten meters long, and pounced on the silver-robed monk who escaped with white beads in his mouth.

Before he pounced in front of the monk, the cold wind rose nearby, and the temperature dropped to the extreme, giving people a strange feeling that the space in all directions was condensed.

The white light flashed under the feet of the silver-robed monk, and out of thin air, a lotus flower that was the same as before, and his feet did not move, but after flashing a few times on the lotus, he retreated more than ten meters at once, and at the same time let out a bitter laugh from his mouth:

"Stop! there's no need to try it, Wu Daoyou really has great powers, and the old man is willing to bow down!"

As soon as the silver-robed monk and Wu Yong officially fought like this, he took the initiative to admit defeat, and at the same time, his eyes stared at the place in the air where the silver screen was destroyed, and his face couldn't help but be full of pity.

That silver screen was a top-level treasure of Buddhism that he had managed to get his hands on back then, and it was destroyed in a competition, which really made him feel very depressed. How dare you continue to fight,

What's more, although both sides did not go all out, Wu Yong's supernatural powers were obviously on it, and he was injured and naturally unwilling to fight anymore.

When Wu Yong heard this, his eyes flickered a few times, and then he smiled and waved into the distance.

The purple fire python's body suddenly condensed, and then after a roll, it turned into a cluster of purple flames and disappeared, only the white bead was left suspended in the air, and then under the urging of Wu Yong's divine thoughts, this treasure and the fire chain that was also restored to the original form of the fire wire shot back together.

These two treasures finally flashed a few times, and then disappeared into Wu Yong's body.

Wu Yong hugged his fists with both hands at the monk opposite, and after calmly saying "concede", the person slowly fell.

At the gate of the palace, Wu Yong was naturally greeted with awe-inspiring eyes.

Although he is also a great monk, Wu Yongcai injured Monk Xuanwen so easily as soon as he made a serious move, I am afraid that everyone below, including Ye Gu, was very unexpected.

Even the young Xuanhuo monk, after a pair of Wu Yong's eyes at this moment, couldn't help but show a trace of unnatural color, and he didn't have the calmness he had before.

"The battle between the two Taoist friends is really an eye-opener. I really hope that Ye Mou will also have a day when he will advance to this realm in the future! Since Wu Daoyou has won, the master of this pavilion will naturally not lose his words and people, so I will ask someone to go and take the secret technique of refining the meson space. Although the silver-robed monk was defeated by Wu Yong, the master of the Dragon Seeking Pavilion was full of smiles, without the slightest hint of frustration, but without waiting for Wu Yong to speak, he took the initiative to mention the matter.

"Then there is the Lord of the Loye Pavilion. Wu Yong replied with a faint smile.

Ye Gu said "yes" in his mouth, and immediately took out a token from his body, handed it to a Yuanying monk beside him, and gave a few careful orders.

The man immediately held the token in both hands and hurried out of the place, shooting straight to the ground below.

In addition to the Dragon Seeking Hall in mid-air, there are naturally many pavilions on the ground, all of which are exquisite and faintly haunted. But these people seem to have been ordered a long time ago, even if there was a big monk battle between Wu Yong and the silver-robed monk just now, no one below really dared to show up.

The man who flew away with the token disappeared into an attic below.

Wu Yong withdrew his gaze at this time, and at this moment, the silver-robed monk also fell from the sky after breathing a little in the air, and was taking out a white medicine bottle from his sleeve, pouring out a fiery red pill, and taking it in his abdomen.

"Master Xuanwen, is it okay?" Wu Yong naturally greeted.

"It's okay, just take the pill and recuperate for a few months. It's Wu Daoyou, the jade pendant in your hand is not an ordinary treasure. I, the Arhat Golden Body, will not be in a big deal if I pay for it with the top-level magic weapon hitting it. But he couldn't block the light blow of the jade pendant. It doesn't seem to be a real Lingbao, but it should be an imitation of a certain Lingbao. With the jade pendant in hand, I'm afraid that few people in the fairy world will dare to take a hard blow from Daoyou. Monk Xuanwen saw Wu Yong looking at him, but the great monk of the Longquan Sect smiled at Wu Yong disapprovingly, as if he didn't care about the injury in Wu Yong's hands, but asked with a comfortable expression.

"The master is really a good eye, and this treasure is indeed an imitation of the spirit treasure. Wu Yong smiled and replied indifferently.

When the silver-robed monk heard this, a smile appeared on his originally indifferent face, and when he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, Ye Gu next to him took the words first.

"Two Taoist friends, if you have anything to say, you may wish to discuss it in detail in the hall, and in addition, I just got a bottle of ancient spirit wine 'Longtianjin', it is said that ordinary monks can drink a sip, which is enough to withstand the penance of the moon and the last month, but the most important thing is that the taste of this wine is absolutely wonderful and indescribable. A few Taoist friends, you might as well taste one or two together. The fat old man rubbed his hands and said with a grin.

At this moment, Ye Gu seems to be a hospitable old farmer, how can he still have the slightest appearance of the lord of a pavilion.

"The poor monk has heard of this spirit wine. I heard that it is made from several strange fruits that have long been extinct in the fairy world, and it is said that this wine is extremely mellow and fragrant, far from being comparable to the current spirit wine. Hehe, don't be surprised. Although Lao Qu has a Buddhist body, he still has some difficulty giving up the things in this cup. Back then, Ye Gu Daoyou used dozens of jars of ancient spirit wine to lure the old monk to be this guest elder. However, Wu Daoyou, don't treat Lao Wei as a wine and meat monk because of this. The rest of the precepts are still to be observed by the poor monks. Xuanwen was overjoyed when he heard this, and then saw Wu Yong's gaze a little stunned, and then said half-jokingly, with a great sense of goodwill in his tone!

Wu Yong's heart moved when he heard this, but he smiled and said nothing.

The group entered the main hall again......