Blood Shadow and Shi Yan didn't make a sound, but looked at the string of Buddha beads in the air that bloomed with dazzling golden light, and the solemn appearance of the Buddha's Dharma.

"Amitabha!"

Suddenly, a calm voice came.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see a beautiful monk wearing a white monk's robe walking out of the stele forest, his steps were steady, his feet did not touch the ground, as if walking in the air.

With every step he took, layers of imperceptible ripples rippled under his feet.

This is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old monk, although he looks relatively delicate, but it gives Tang Chen a familiar feeling, that is, he looks like a fat monk without beginning.

The reason why Tang Chen felt this way was because this monk was holding a wine gourd, which was clearly another wine and meat monk.

At this time, the monk was about a thousand feet away from the four of them, but the move he made just now to stop the young man in white appeared in an instant, and it was instantaneous.

It's not speed, it's absolute strength.

The monk's pace was steady and slow, but after one step, he only took less than three feet, but in the end he appeared thirty feet away.

Spatial artistic conception!

The artistic conception of the space of the Great Perfection!

Tang Chen was shocked, the spatial artistic conception was one of the most difficult to comprehend among the many avenues, and he relied on the Three Thousand Thunder Movement Method, and he only comprehended a little.

Now he was naturally surprised to see that a young monk of the same age as himself had also comprehended the artistic conception of space, and it was also the artistic conception of the space of the Great Perfection.

The aura on the little monk's body was very peaceful, like an old monk who had been worshiping the Buddha for a long time, Tang Chen could feel that this monk had no hostility towards him, otherwise, he would not have helped himself just now.

"Amitabha! Good and good! Since the donor is fighting, he must be above board, and such a sneak attack is a fall!"

In the blink of an eye, the monk fluttered, and he had reached twenty feet away from the four of them, looking at the young man in white with his hands folded.

"Hmph, bald donkey, you dare to meddle in my affairs! Sure enough! Now kneel down and apologize, if not, I will give you death!"

The young man in white was murderous, his expression was slightly hideous, if it weren't for this monk's intervention, he would have killed Tang Chen.

"Amitabha!"

The little monk walked slowly, his right hand swayed, the true yuan on his body surged, and the string of Buddhist beads suspended in the air disappeared in an instant and appeared in his hand.

The little monk looked at the white-clothed young man holding the bewitching fiery red long knife, and said with a smile: "The poor monk precepts, from the Jiaye Temple!"

"Kayaji?"

Tang Chen and the others were puzzled, and they didn't seem to have heard of this place.

However, they knew that this must be a powerful Buddhist sect.

The young man in white seemed to know the Jiaye Temple, his expression changed slightly, and the pride on his body gradually disappeared, as if he was facing a great enemy, and then said: "It turned out to be a senior monk of the Jiaye Temple, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Although the young man in white said that he was disrespectful, he did not show any action, but the little monk was not angry, but just smiled slightly: "The senior monk does not dare to be, the poor monk is only eighteen this year!"

As soon as these words came out, the young man in white and the blood shadow changed color.

At the age of eighteen, he is already in such a realm, which shows how rebellious this monk's endowment is.

Especially the young man in white, there was a faint jealousy in his eyes, although he was a rare genius, but compared with the monk, it was very different.

Although Tang Chen's face did not change, he was also shocked in his heart.

"Hmph, monk, are you showing off your talent to me?"

After a while, the three of them came back to their senses, and the young man in white took a deep breath, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the murderous aura flickered, staring at the monk Dao.

"Amitabha! Good and good! The donor misunderstood the poor monks, in my Jiaye Temple, only the uncles and ancestors can be regarded as high monks, but they are all hundreds and thousands of years old, and I am only eighteen years old, so naturally I don't deserve the title of high monk!" The monk's face showed a harmless smile on his face, and he joined hands to make a gesture.

"You..."

The young man in white was angry and said fiercely: "Very good!"

The little monk made another move, glanced at the other three people on the field, stayed on Tang Chen for a long time, and finally stopped his gaze on the fiery red long knife of the white-clothed young man: "Amitabha! Donor, your sword is demonic, and the killing is too heavy, why don't you hand it over to the poor monk, let me take it back to the Jiaye Temple, and help you suppress it for a few hundred years for free!" What do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, except for Shi Yan, the other three were stunned.

They were all stunned for a moment, was this guy with clear eyebrows in front of him really a monk?

The more Tang Chen looked at this little monk, the more he felt like that beginningless fat monk.

"Humph!"

The young man in white snorted coldly, his face became cold, the original flame on his body turned into cold ice in an instant, and his voice was like ten thousand years of ice.

"Donor, if it works or not, you have to reply too!" Jie Nian smiled, still harmless to humans and animals.

"Look for death!"

The white-clothed young man drank coldly, and the blazing demon knife in his hand waved, conjuring up a fiery red sword ten zhang long, slashing towards the monk.

Seeing the blazing demon knife slashing, Jie Nian attacked at this time, only to see the string of Buddha beads in his hand spinning, blooming with brilliant golden light, and conjuring countless Buddha shadows, and then seeing the Buddha beads being thrown out, they instantly became larger and smashed towards the knife.

As soon as this move came out, the Buddha behind the monk slowly opened his eyes, as if there was some anger, and blessed the monk's body, making his whole person's momentum become domineering.

Rumble!

The Buddha bead collided with the sword in mid-air, instantly defeating it, and the Buddha bead was also shocked by the opponent's power and returned to the monk's hands.

"Amitabha!"

The little monk held the beads in his right hand, snorted softly, and his body moved in an instant, turning into a little golden Buddha shadow, and rushed towards the white-clothed youth, and at the same time, the true yuan surged, and slapped it out with one palm.

A ten-zhang golden giant hand, holding a string of illusory Buddha beads, instantly slapped at the white-clothed young man in the distance.

And the white-clothed young man was retreated by Zhen Yuanzhen, and he only moved five zhang, and then immediately stopped, and the Flame Demon Knife in his hand waved, conjuring up burning stars one after another, condensing into a terrifying blade, and slashing towards the golden hand.

This move was terrifying and abnormal, and a terrifying energy storm was formed in an instant, shaking the two of them away.

The strength of the two seemed to be not much different, they both retreated ten zhang away, stabilized their bodies at the same time, and rushed towards each other at the same time.

The white-clothed youth's Flame Demon Knife was held high, transforming into a ten-zhang long flame giant blade, exuding a terrifying killing aura.

It's just that this is not the way to kill, but this knife has had too many killings in the past.

Looking at the terrifying fire blade that slashed head-on, the little monk was not afraid at all, the momentum on his body changed suddenly, and the golden light bloomed, illuminating the range of fifty zhang.

And he soared into the air, his hands folded, his posture erect, his eyes closed, and then opened in an instant, and his palms slapped towards the fire blade.

(End of chapter)