As soon as this figure fell, Lu Zheng immediately maintained a defensive state, and immediately scolded: "Who are you?"

I saw that opposite Lu Zheng, an old monk in a gray robe stood there calmly, unmoving, like a rock, with a smile on his face, looking at Lu Zheng.

This old monk looks kind, a few strands of beard hang on the chin, fluttering, at a glance, quite a bit of the appearance of a monk, but between the eyebrows, there is a scar, it seems to be cut by something sharp, very hideous, like a centipede.

The two women in black, as soon as they saw the old monk appear, had already retreated into the distance, and if there was danger, they could escape in time.

"Amitabha!" The old monk called a Buddha number, looked at Lu Zheng and smiled: "This donor, this should be asked by the old man, this is the forbidden place of Dajue Temple, how can you come up, or leave quickly, so as not to cause trouble." ”

Lu Zheng was not frightened, how could this old monk's words scare him away, not to mention, what he wanted, he never couldn't get it.

"Old monk, I don't care where this is, since I'm here, I'm going to take what I want away, your Dajue Temple, is there a thousand-year-old blood lotus?" Lu Zheng didn't shy away from it, he didn't hide it, and said it directly.

"Millennial Blood Lotus!" That old monk, you are not calm, his expression was stunned, his eyes flickered, and he glanced at the boulder beside Lu Zheng.

Although it was just a casual glance, Lu Zheng had already guessed that the two women in black were really right, there was a treasure under this boulder, if he guessed correctly, it should be a thousand-year-old blood lotus.

"Then you're welcome!"

Lu Zheng's eyes glanced at the boulder beside him, and he suddenly exerted his strength, slapping his palm at the boulder, and the air was under the influence of the palm wind, and there was a trace of tremor.

"Bold!" The old monk's face changed, and a fierce momentum erupted from him, and his body flashed, rushing straight to Lu Zheng.

The old monk moved quickly, like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, his right hand was raised, his palm was bent, like an eagle's beak, and he buckled towards Qin Ming's wrist.

I have to say that the old monk moved very quickly, and he actually grabbed Lu Zheng's wrist, like an iron tong, and clamped Lu Zheng.

"Young man, give you another chance, to leave or not to leave?" The old monk thought that he had pinched Lu Zheng's wrist and could solve Lu Zheng in an instant, and his tone of voice became a little colder.

"Look for death!" Lu Zheng let out a low snort, the power in his body shook, and the wrist that was grabbed suddenly shook out a huge force, like an electric shock, and slammed it on the old monk's palm.

"Bang!" The old monk suddenly felt a numbness in his arm, starting from the palm that touched Lu Zheng's wrist, and his entire arm became very paralyzed.

Under the pain, the old monk hurriedly withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and looked at Lu Zheng with a look of disbelief, he was shocked by his internal strength.

"Bang!" Before the old monk was surprised, Lu Zheng didn't stop, pulled up his right foot, lifted it into the air, and kicked it down, directly hitting the old monk's stomach and kicking it out.

"Ahh

"I told you not to mess with me!" Lu Zheng snorted disapplausively, then stopped looking at the old monk, withdrew his gaze, looked at the boulder and rubbed his hands, looking excited.

"Ahh

The huge stone, to say the least, was as tall as a person and a half, with a huge body, and at least a weight of thousands of catties, and was lifted up by Lu Zheng so easily, as if it were lifting a table.

Looking at the two women in black from a distance, their mouths opened wide in surprise, for them, they couldn't believe that Lu Zheng's strength was so big, it was like seeing a monster.

The huge stone was removed, and Lu Zheng saw that a square black box was at his feet.

This black box is not big, only the size of a laptop, but the height is more than ten centimeters, I don't know what material it is made of, not only did it not deform, but it grinded through a small hole in the bottom of the boulder, and hid it deep in that small hole.

As soon as this black box appeared, Lu Zheng was shocked, and hurriedly squatted down, wanting to reach out and open the box to see if it was a thousand-year-old blood lotus.

Suddenly, before Lu Zheng could open the black box, a fierce murderous aura struck from the right side, making Lu Zheng frown.

Hurriedly looking back, Lu Zheng saw that the old monk who had fallen to the ground before had undergone some changes at this moment, which was very weird.

I saw that the old monk, out of nowhere, took out a black jar, made of bamboo, hollowed out in the middle, and carved some strange patterns on the outside of the bamboo tube.

"Stinky boy, you forced me to do this, and you must not survive later, you must not die!" The old monk looked fierce, staring at Lu Zheng with a strange smile.

After speaking, the old monk's hand shook, and the bamboo tube was opened, and a puff of black smoke floated out of it, which swirled in the air a few times, and then surrounded the bamboo tube and did not disperse.

"Zizi!" A strange sound came from the bamboo tube, and then, the centipede, which had been tens of centimeters in shape, slowly crawled out, bubbling all over its body, making people shudder at a glance.

The centipede, which has hundreds of legs, crawls up slowly, and seems to be blocked by those black fogs.

But the most bizarre thing is that this centipede's body has some scale armor, and it also shows colorful colors, and its two antennae are also very pointed.

"Hmph, you can't beat me, do you want to let insects bite people!" Lu Zheng's eyes were fixed, fixed on the centipede.

Indeed, the old monk released the centipede, which was used to bite people, but it was not Lu Zheng who bitten, but himself.

I saw that the centipede, which was tens of centimeters long, slowly crawled onto the old monk's arm, with a mouth like two scissors, and bit the elbow of the arm fiercely, and a mouthful of poisonous juice was quickly transmitted to the old monk's arm.

"Uh...... Yes...... Ah!" The old monk who was leaning on the pillar with his back suddenly convulsed, and the poisonous juice of the centipede, through the tendons and veins on his arm, continued to spread to him, and his whole face instantly became miserable and hideous.

"Hiss!" Even Lu Zheng, seeing this scene, couldn't help but gasp, this old monk, if he couldn't beat himself, he even let a centipede bite him.

The two women in black outside the pavilion, their eyes under the masks, were even more frightened and suspicious, they had never seen such a vicious person, and they were so cruel to themselves.

"Poof, poof!" The old monk's chest beat violently a few times, and the heart inside seemed to be able to beat out at any time, and his whole body twitched violently and changed.

"Tear up!" With a stabbing sound, the monk's robe on the old monk's body burst, like a noodle shattered, it was swelled and sinew, and it shook and flew all over the sky.

The monk's robe was torn, the old monk's black muscles were knotted together, and his upper body was like an iron wall, black and shiny, and the muscles were full of explosive power.

What changed with it, as well as the old monk's face, was also pitch black, as if he had just climbed out of the coal pile, and it was hideous.

"Stinky boy, I want you dead!" the old monk purred in his throat, and his hoarse and steady voice came out, which was very uncomfortable to listen to in his ears.

"Bang!" The old monk, who was as big as a boulder of iron, raised his legs and smashed a deep pit in the ground, angry and angry, spewing black gas from his nostrils, and his eyes were fixed on Lu Zheng, as if he could easily tear him apart at any time.

"Whew!" A gust of mountain wind blew, and several rags under the old monk's body trembled, and the murderous aura erupted from his body, approaching Lu Zheng opposite.

Lu Zheng's expression was solemn, from the moment the centipede crawled out, Lu Zheng faintly guessed something, but he didn't expect that this old monk used Gu poison, maybe the Gu poison on Xu Yingying's body had something to do with him.

"Die!" Without waiting for Lu Zheng to think about it, the old monk lifted a huge iron fist, like a giant hammer, and smashed it into Lu Zheng's body, bringing a whistling sound.

The fist came quickly, Lu Zheng's speed was even faster, his right foot was a little back, and his body suddenly looked like a ghost, floating and retreating, and his fist brushed his clothes.

"Huh, hmm!" The mutated old monk didn't hit Lu Zheng with one punch, rushed forward, threw two punches in a row, and pounced on Lu Zheng with a cold wind.

Lu Zheng, who dodged over, dodged these two punches and retreated to the outside of the pavilion to avoid its edge for the time being.

"Bang!" One of the punches, the old monk smashed on the fast boulder that was moved away by Lu Zheng, and there was a loud bang, and the boulder of thousands of catties was smashed into pieces, turned into countless gravels, and scattered on the ground.

It never hit Lu Zheng, and the mutated old monk was very angry, panting heavily, glaring at Lu Zheng and roaring: "Stinky boy, don't hide if you have the ability, eat me a punch!"

"Hmph!" Lu Zheng leisurely stopped outside the pavilion, disapproving the threat of the old monk, from his observation just now, he had already found that although the old monk used a secret method to stimulate his strength, but it could not last long, and he could not attack him several times, and it had already had a counter-devouring effect on the body.

Moreover, Lu Zheng had already thought of a way to deal with it, and he didn't have much worry.

"Huh!" Lu Zheng's hand shook, a few silver needles slipped from his cuffs, sandwiched between his fingers, and snorted softly: "Old bald donkey, don't think I'm afraid of you, let you know that I am powerful." ”

"Look for death!" The old monk raised a breath of anger, exploded at speed, and rushed towards Lu Zheng's side, waving his fists and smashing out a fist shadow.

"Bang!" Lu Zheng was not to be outdone, his feet stepped on the ground, his body popped up, and he faced the old monk's attack and directly met it.

Seeing that Lu Zheng took the initiative to come, the mutated old monk looked overjoyed, and quickly increased the speed and strength of his attack, wanting to kill Lu Zheng with one blow.

"Huh, hmm!" Lu Zheng's speed was so fast, when he approached the mutated old monk, the two silver needles between his right fingers came out of his hand, cut through the air, whistled twice, and were directly nailed to the old monk's two arms.

Those two huge arms were about to hit Lu Zheng, but suddenly, the silver needle hit the Xue position, making it unable to move, and they were all fixed in mid-air, swinging uncertainly.

"Ah......" The old monk's ugly face showed horror, and he found that his arms were not under his control, and the fist that smashed down could not go down for a long time.

However, this old monk is not a fuel-efficient lamp, his arms can't move, his right foot is quickly raised, and he kicks Lu Zheng's chest hard.

This kick is very fast, if it is kicked, coupled with that huge force, ordinary people will be kicked to the bones and their hearts will be shattered.