"Ouch, look at that little kid over there, banging into the tree with his chest like crazy, this is how they practice?" Mei Sanbu was surprised.

"Amitabha, that black girl's dance is quite good-looking, but she is too thin, and the African people live a miserable life. The monk sighed.

Xiao Fan also looked around, as far as his eyes could see, this Visa, regardless of men, women, and children, were all cultivators, children and young people were carrying out their daily practice in various ways, while the old people were leisurely watching the sunset, the point where the Visa tribe was located, was one of the few places in the rainforest where you could see the sky as soon as you looked up.

"Roar!"

In the tallest and only brick house building of the Visa, a low beastly roar was heard.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Then in an instant, a beast roar was heard nearby, as if in response, and then, Xiao Fan and the others saw that in every household of the Visa tribe, a beast came out.

Lions, pigs, honey badgers, leopards, pythons and other ferocious animals have stepped out, as well as herds of African wild dogs and even elephants, their majestic bodies are like a thick wall, huge and huge.

The beasts came together to look amazing, but they were all in worship, and they were silent, as they were heading towards the brick building.

Xiao Fan and the others were eye-opening, and before they had time to sigh, the door of the brick building opened, and a huge shadow appeared, until a strong and powerful leg stepped out, Xiao Fan and the others couldn't help but be surprised.

It was a lion, twice the size of the average lion, and its height was as tall as a human, reaching a terrifying length of four meters, and its tail alone was more than one meter.

", can a lion grow so big, what is the genetic principle?" The desert burst out in shock, and then was knocked on the head by Xiao Fan: "Children can't say that they are in a groove." ”

The eyes of the people were not on the lion, but on the man on the lion's back.

It was a dark-skinned old man, dressed in simple animal skins, with a bare head painted with colorful and strange runes, two silver beads under his mouth, a nose ring and huge earrings, and large and small bells around his neck, hands, and ankles.

"My Samula is at least slight!"

When the old man was seen, all the blacks fell down on one knee, holding their hands in front of them with reverence on their faces.

"This is the Visa Patriarch, right? It's easy to scratch, even more scratching than the non-mainstream that was popular in our China decades ago. Mei said in a low voice.

"Ulla, Muka, Vasili!"

The Visa patriarch suddenly spoke, with a cold look in his eyes, and looked at Mei Sanbu, obviously, although Mei Sanbu's voice was small, he also heard Mei Sanbu's words.

"Young man, my child, come into my arms!" the patriarch spoke fluently in the Chinese language.

"This patriarch is very enthusiastic, and he will hug him as soon as he comes. Mu Xiaoxuan blinked and asked a little strangely.

At this moment, Xiao Fan found that Mei Sanbu was stepping forward, her body was a little twitching, and every step seemed to be extremely difficult.

In a daze, Xiao Fan looked at Mei Sanbu's face, only to find that the expression on Mei Sanbu's face became a little hideous, as if he was resisting something.

"Spiritual attack!" Xiao Fan's heart sank, this Visa Patriarch was really strong.

Mei Sanbu is a real martial arts powerhouse, belonging to the top group of cultivators, but under the words of this Visa patriarch, he was bewitched and fascinated.

However, it doesn't seem to be completely sinking, otherwise Mei Sanbu wouldn't be struggling like this, and it can be seen from this that Mei Sanbu's mental experience is not enough, and the spiritual attack of the Visa patriarch is indeed very strong.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing this, the monk's expression became solemn, his hands were folded, and he shouted the Buddha's name.

This voice used internal strength, echoing with a sound like a flood bell and a big Lu, and spread all over the world.

Mei's eyes opened suddenly, and then let out a low roar, regaining control of his body, and a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out, and he quickly retreated.

Then, Mei Sanbu had a touch of horror on his face, he didn't know how he was tricked, he only felt that the Navisa patriarch was like his dearest parents, which made him uncontrollably want to get close and hug.

Mei Sanbu has always been a completely fistist, he doesn't like to be reasonable, either steal or rob, and run if he can't win, it's very simple.

But now it's different, the other party can make him inexplicably hit, as soon as he thinks of being bewitched in the past, the power of life and death is in the hands of the other party, and he can't get out of the ability to escape against the sky, Mei Sanbu felt a chill behind him.

"Is this what makes shamans special?" Xiao Fan's eyes also became solemn.

Huaxia warriors also have spiritual attacks, such as magic sound charm, etc., but these are traceable, and this shaman just said a word, and did not make any other moves, Xiao Fan did not feel any energy fluctuations, Mei Sanbu had already been hit, which can be called a miraculous skill.

"Buddhism?"

The shaman's spiritual attack was broken, he looked at the monk with a little surprise, and then his eyes flashed, and he said, "You are not really a disciple of Buddhism. ”

"That's right, I'm not, I'm actually a member of an ancient martial arts family, my law name is Xuzhu, my surname is Lu, I ...... I'm going to Nima to be a big Xipi!" The monk gushed endlessly, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he almost jumped up: "Paralyzed, my Buddha can't bear it! The poor monk wants to kill you, you, you, you......, you

Buzz Buzz......

The last word of the monk used the authentic lion roar of Buddhism.

With the cooperation of his martial venerable level and strong internal strength, the word 'you' exploded next to everyone's ears like thunder.

Everyone in the Visa, almost at the same time, covered their ears, their faces showed painful expressions, some people screamed wildly, and blood flowed from their hands covering their ears.

The monk was so angry that he went crazy, and the Patriarch of Visa let him unknowingly be tricked and asked him to report to his family.

The monk has been a green lamp ancient Buddha for many years, and in order to disperse the resentment and killing machine of the family being destroyed since he was a child, he has eaten fasting and recited the Buddha for many years, and his spiritual power is really good, so that he can resist the past.

"Hurt my people, you should die!" Patriarch Visa's face changed dramatically, and he roared as he rode on the back of a lion and danced with his hands.

Jingle Bell Bell ......

Jingle Bell Bell ......

The sound of bells is everywhere.

The expressions of the cultivators of the Visa tribe changed from pain to calmness one by one, while the monks and others, their faces were ugly, and they all used their internal strength to resist, and there seemed to be demons whispering in their ears, making it difficult for their bodies to control themselves.

Mu Yuanxin, Mu Qingxuan, and Cai Qinglian, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and immediately formed a three-talent formation to resist together.

The three of them were immediately unconscious, and their faces were as white as paper.

Xiao Fan's face was ugly, he built a shield with his internal strength, protected the three of Scarlet Moon in it, and listened to the sound of the bell full of confused minds in his ears, he couldn't bear it anymore, raised his head and burst out with a roar: "Enough!"

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(Various relatives during the Chinese New Year, let everyone wait for a long time, this is true love, thank you!)

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