"It's raining all over the sky!"

Tang Xiaomei danced her body again, and countless steel needles spread out from her whole body and hit all around. I saw that the entire hall on the top floor of the nine-story pagoda was shining with silver light, and the steel needles scattered from Tang Xiaomei's whole body continued to shoot at the surrounding Buddha statues, including the Master of Compassion sitting on the ground.

"King Kong is not bad!"

The Compassion Master drew his hands outward, and a golden round True Qi shield suddenly appeared outside his body.

Double True Qi Shield.

This Compassion Master actually has a double layer of True Qi Shield!

Seeing this scene, Tang Xiaomei's eyes showed shock.

"Amitabha, we monks represent the Buddha to purify all sentient beings. Possess dual skills, the first of which is spells, which can protect us from all evils and from being violated by demons. The second skill is martial arts, which can protect our health, when the demons are in power, do the lion's roar, pick up the Zen staff and put on the robe to kill the demons. ”

"All of them are Taoist priests whose skills are higher than ours, but as everyone knows, we are on a par with Taoist priests in both magic and Taoism. This white true qi shield, when this monk's cultivation behavior is in the Hinayana realm, this golden true qi shield, when the monk refines the god-level inferior master realm, this monk has a double body protection true qi, Miss Tang, you can't hurt me. ”

"If you can't hurt, you have to hurt!"

Unexpectedly, this master of compassion's true qi of body protection was so strong, not only invulnerable, but also invulnerable. Although he is behind Zhao Laohu in the Huaxia strength rankings, his body protection martial arts are stronger than Zhao Laohu.

Unable to take down the Master of Mercy, Tang Xiaomei was so anxious that she was sweating profusely, and threw a whip at the Master of Compassion.

When Tang Xiaomei threw the fiery red leather whip at the Master of Mercy, countless steel needles immediately shot at the Master of Mercy, and at the same time, those steel needles turned into blue flames in the air, making a sneering sound.

The Master of Mercy just smiled, closed his eyes slightly, and a pair of long earlobes were also gently lifted to protect his ear piercings. Then, a golden Buddha appeared in the momentum of the Master of Mercy. The eyes of the Big Buddha were neither happy nor sad, and his whole body exuded two kinds of light: white holy light and golden martial light.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is exercised by thought, and it is the same as ............"

The Master of Compassion recited Sanskrit, and a stream of Sanskrit words appeared on the double shield of True Qi outside his body.

"Peacock Feather!"

"Hades!"

"Buddha Fury Lotus!"

Tang Xiaomei continued to use all kinds of hidden weapons on the Master of Mercy, and those hidden weapons were all blocked by the True Qi of the Body Protector outside the Master of Mercy's body.

"Scattered!"

"Dragon King Roar!"

"Seven-colored rainbow poison!"

Tang Xiaomei kept taking out poisons from her body and sprinkled them at the Master of Mercy, and all those poisonous powder, poisonous smoke, poisonous water, and poisonous mist were blocked by the holy light outside the body of the Master of Mercy.

"There is no ignorance, there is no end to ignorance, there is no old age and death, there is no old age and death, there is no suffering, there is no wisdom, there is no gain. For nothing, Bodhisattva thrashed ............"

The hall was filled with the sound of Sanskrit, and the golden Buddha in the hall seemed to have received the sense of the Master of Compassion and emitted golden light.

Tang Xiaomei was covered in sweat, and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

She kept frantically taking out all kinds of weapons from her body to attack the Master of Mercy, and visions gradually appeared in front of her.

In her eyes, the golden Buddha seemed to move, stretched out a huge Buddha palm to her, and pressed her overwhelmingly.

"Ahh!!!!h

Tang Xiaomei kept dodging, and people dodged everywhere in the main hall. However, no matter how she dodged, she could always see the huge golden Buddha palm print pressing towards her.

Her eyes began to turn blood-red, and her long, inky hair was messy.

"How can this be, how can this be? Even if I have the strongest secret weapon and poison martial arts in Tang Jiabao, I am still not the opponent of the merciful old man? Buddha, even you have to help the old man of mercy!?"

It's an illusion.

Tang Xiaomei saw an illusion, and when she frantically attacked the Master of Mercy, she was already unknowingly hypnotized by the Sanskrit language of the Master of Compassion. She had forgotten that the Master of Mercy possessed spells. Shaolin martial arts are not only invincible in the world, but the magic of Shaolin Temple is also invincible in the world. The illusion cast by the Master of Mercy is somewhat similar to Toei's ninjutsu, which was used by the Toyotomi Sakura team during the National Martial Arts Competition.

"Miss Tang, you've gone mad. Since you have fallen into the devil's path, you should be surrendered by this monk. ”

The Master of Compassion gradually smiled and opened his eyes, looking at Tang Xiaomei, who was wielding a leather whip indiscriminately.

At this time, Tang Xiaomei was already trapped by the illusion, and she couldn't see the Master of Compassion at all.

"Therefore, I know that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, and a supreme mantra!" The Master of Compassion folded his hands, stood up from the ground, and looked at Tang Xiaomei's eyes like a torch.

"It's the supreme mantra, it's the supreme mantra, it can remove all suffering, it's true!" Master Compassion gradually walked in front of Tang Xiaomei.

Tang Xiaomei was already trapped by his Sanskrit, and there was still no Master of Compassion in sight, only the golden palm prints that were getting closer and closer to her. The big palm print was overwhelming, and it was going to press her tightly under the palm.

Tang Xiaomei took the leather whip in her hand and waved it wildly.

"Reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, Bodhisattva Bha!"

"Mercy Palm!"

The Master of Compassion suddenly slammed a palm into Tang Xiaomei's chest, and at the same time, a huge golden palm print slammed into Tang Xiaomei's entire body.

Tang Xiaomei's eyes suddenly regained their brightness, and the whole person spat out blood with a pop, and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. It was only at this moment that she was freed from the spell of the Master of Mercy. She understood that everything was an illusion just now. The Master of Mercy's spell was too high, and she unconsciously fell for the illusion of the Master of Mercy.

However, she reacted too late.

This palm condensed the ten success powers of the Master of Compassion, and directly knocked her out with serious internal injuries. When she flew backwards, she felt as if her sternum was broken, and her whole body was in pain. Wanting to endure the severe pain and fight the Compassion Master again, her whole body crashed through the wall of the top hall of the Nine-Fold Pagoda with a bang and flew out.

Each floor of these nine major halls is three meters three, and each floor is a large hall, and the ninth floor where Tang Xiaomei is located is about thirty meters from the ground.

If she flew out like this and fell to the ground fiercely, even a god-level master would be smashed into a meat patty.

"It's Tang Xiaomei, it's Tang Xiaomei who flew out!"

Seeing the large pieces of rubble and dust falling in the air, Wang Yue and Young Master Qian raised their heads and looked shocked. Tang Xiaomei couldn't beat the Master of Compassion, they were already mentally prepared, they didn't expect that Tang Xiaomei really couldn't beat the Master of Compassion!

"That's good!" Shi Kong thought that Master Mercy was unlucky and was about to be defeated, and he and the disciples of the Shaolin Sect were still thinking about what to do for a while. Seeing Tang Xiaomei being knocked out of the top floor of the nine-story pagoda by the Master of Compassion, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

Win!

Wang Yue, they're going to get out!

This Huaxia martial arts is about to belong to them again!

"Little sister, I'll pick you up!" Zhao Xi'er immediately turned into a golden little girl, and quickly ran to Tang Xiaomei to pick up Tang Xiaomei.

"Little sister, I'll pick you up too!" Yuwen Shenju turned his whole body into a cloud of black mist and rushed towards the direction where Tang Xiaomei fell.

Suddenly, Tang Xiaomei shook the leather whip in her hand and firmly wrapped herself around a stone lion statue on the nine-story pagoda. She didn't fall to the ground, but her whole body was pulled by the leather whip, and she suddenly fell towards the nine-story pagoda.

The leather whip in her hand was five meters long, and it immediately swung in the air and fell back into the seventh major hall.

She told herself that she couldn't be defeated, Wang Yue trusted her so much, and handed over the fate of their entire team to her, she must complete the task given to her by Wang Yue, they were about to fight Murong Qunxiong, if they were defeated by the Mercy Master, they didn't know how long it would take before they had a chance to fight Murong Qunxiong again.

Now that she has worked hard to get here, she must defeat Murong Qunxiong with Wang Yue.

This Murong group of heroes owes them a lot of blood debts to Tang Jiabao!

She wants revenge, avenging the dead disciples of Tangjiabao!

"Ah!!!!h

When Tang Xiaomei fell back into the seventh pagoda hall, she immediately slammed her right hand on her chest. Only a crisp click was heard in her chest, and her misplaced sternum, which had been slapped by the Master of Mercy, immediately returned to its original position.

It hurts.

She immediately burst into tears and bit her lip to blood. Looking at the stairs in front of her, her figure flashed and disappeared into the air.

"It's not going to kill you!?"

When Tang Xiaomei ran back to the ninth pagoda hall, the face of the Master of Compassion changed slightly.

He was ready to have a celebration banquet with Murong Qunxiong, but he didn't expect Tang Xiaomei to be as difficult as Wang Yue and them!