Ding Feng doesn't care about his old face, but the strangeness of the Dragon Descending Temple is related to himself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info┏basket┏┏書┏''If he didn't subdue the demon monks who were rampant in the West Pole, Ding Feng would not be able to return to Dongyang, and he didn't want to stay in the West Pole to practice Buddhism for the rest of his life.

The pink tiger's head quietly shrank and burrowed into a room in the Descending Dragon Temple. When boarding, the air of red and pink envelops the temple, a man and a woman hug together, the joyful Buddha who hugs each other tightly hovers over the temple, the Buddha is divided into men and women, two people with four arms, sitting opposite each other, mouth to mouth. Holding the secret seal of the Buddha, a Dharma realm protects the Dragon Temple. A group of monks in the Dragon Descending Temple were urged by desire, and they were even more unscrupulous, and the hustle and bustle was even worse.

As long as there is this happy Buddha, Ding Feng is not allowed to approach, and if he gets close, he will be detected. These monks are delirious and manipulated. Although they did not pose a threat, Ding Feng was not the Ding Feng of the past, only one body of Buddha power was left, and he could not guarantee to kill the mastermind behind the Dragon Descending Temple without harming the lives of the monks of the Dragon Temple. Although these people are not good things, they are just a bunch of bandits.

Ding Feng pondered whether to break in alone, but suddenly there was a movement in his arms, and a little sparrow poked its head out and looked around. The sparrow demon also followed Ding Feng to the West Pole, and at this time, there happened to be no one to investigate the enemy's situation. This dragon temple was originally built in the middle of the mountain forest, and many sparrows will not arouse suspicion.

The little sparrow has a mixed demonic spirit, and after combing by Ding Feng, there is also an elixir cultivation. The demonic qi was changed, gradually purified, and turned into a fire-shaped demonic qi, and the qi was like flames. Although the body shape has not changed, it is still petite, but it has given birth to a red tail feather. It cherishes this tail feather very much, and his natural supernatural powers are also on this feather, showing his ability to resist fire and his talent for flying. The ferryman was scared, Yan, and Brother Guan looked at Sister Zhang

Looking at his face, Ding Feng preliminarily determined that the little sparrow should belong to the Vermilion Bird among the five phoenixes, and it may be the remnant of the Nanban Vermilion Bird. Originally, except for the true dragon in the bitter world, the other four spirits did not appear in the world, so Ding Feng was not sure which kind of bloodline the little sparrow belonged to. Originally, Ding Feng also inquired about the Chu sisters who had obtained the humane system of the Five Phoenix Dao, but the little sparrow's bloodline was too thin, and they couldn't find out. However, from the cunning eyes of the first sight of the moon, Ding Feng knew that this little sparrow may not be so simple, and maybe there are some secrets hidden.

Ding Feng's eyes signaled, the little sparrow is now a master of art and bold, and he has some confidence. Flapping his wings and sliding into the Dragon Descending Temple. The sparrow is small and the demonic spirit is not obvious, so it did not attract the attention of the happy Buddha. The little sparrow's eyes were bright, and he stood on the branch of the tree, and followed the trajectory to find the room. The bird's talon deftly lifted the roof tiles, and peeked in, only to see a bald monk, the room was red and pink, and three or four exotic dancers were dancing. The monk sat upright, immovable, fingers flicking.

A burst of energy struck, and the little sparrow screamed and dropped a few feathers. The tail feather burned, turning into a stream of flames and scurrying back. Ding Feng originally expected that the little sparrow would not be of great use, but he didn't expect it to be so useless, and he fled back as soon as he was frightened, like a deserter on the battlefield.

The little sparrow's nature is difficult to change, and he is a little cringe: "Master, there is a monk in the house." "The little sparrow is also a demon bird, and its eyesight is not weak, even if it is covered by red dust, it can see the situation clearly.

"Shapeshifting Tiger Demon?"

Ding Feng thought about it for a while, there should be a tiger demon of the demon king level in this temple, and the monk that the little sparrow saw was a little bit of a tiger demon after transformation. And this tiger goblin is deeply happy with the Dharma, if he also opens up his body. At this time, Ding Feng may not be able to cut it under the sword, if it is unfortunate enough to escape, it will be to startle the snake, but to leak his own traces. He didn't want to be discovered by the enemy under the condition of banning mana, the people of the family had already been ambushed in the West Pole, and if he was involved in some ghosts. Even if Guanghan is by his side, I am afraid that he will suffer a great disaster.

Ding Feng thought about it, don't make trouble, Jialan Temple has enlightenment in charge, and a demon king can't turn the sky. But Ding Feng just wanted to retreat, the happy Buddha, the harmony between men and women, giggling and laughing, men and women each stretched out an arm and grabbed it with both hands. With a wave of his hand, Hongchen was confused, and countless voices were recalled in Ding Feng's mind, and scenes of men and women intersecting were born by themselves.

"Self-defeating. ”

Ding Feng sneered, how could he let outsiders make waves of his knowledge of the sea. The Joyful Buddha invaded Ding Feng's sea of knowledge with the desire of the image, and just came out of the illusion to confuse Ding Feng, but he saw two earth-shattering swords crossing and intercepting, cutting the illusion of red dust to pieces. This black and white sword weapon was restored into two Taoists, one holding a gourd, and the other carrying a sword pill.

The Buddha of Joy was frightened and shocked, its best red dust desires, and its ability to disturb people's moods harmed it. How did he know that what Ding Feng was best at was dealing with all kinds of illusions and obstacles. The double sword intent slashed, and the happy Buddha had no time to escape from Ding Fengzhihai, and the ten thousand sword qi was like a surging river, the flood broke the embankment, and there was nothing left in the place where it passed.

The joyful Buddha stagnation of his arms, the doppelganger died, and the faces of both men and women looked extremely painful. The men and women in the temple also stagnated, they lost their selves under the domination of the Buddha of Joy, and became puppets of the walking dead, and the noise came to an abrupt end, and there was an eerie silence.

The ability of the Buddha of Joy to quietly steal into the sea of knowledge even shocked Ding Feng. But then Ding Feng reacted, it should have been set up on the little sparrow, it is obvious that there is a smell of desire on its body now, it should have been contaminated when it was probed just now. Ding Feng's mana was no longer there, his spiritual sense was a little dull, and he was careless for a while, and he fell into the means of this happy Buddha. But because of the blessing of misfortune, it attracted this Buddha of joy to steal into his sea of knowledge to confuse him.

Ding Feng has the strength of the Taoist heart, the sharpness of the sword intent, and the wisdom of the sword is supernatural, and he is also a fantasy sword. The most fearless thing is the magic power of Buddhism that confuses people's minds, even if the magic power of the lotus flower of the Buddhist tongue has no effect on Ding Feng, it is not yet known.

A small multicolored glass sword flew out of a circle of light behind Ding Feng's head. This sword does not cut the body, but can do great damage to spirits, evil thoughts, and other incorporeal and intangible things. The Dharma body of this happy Buddha is also among them, taking advantage of the stagnation of the happy Buddha, Ding Feng stepped on the green leaves, and manipulated the Buddha's magic power and wisdom sword. Even if he couldn't urge the sword qi thunder sound, the sword qi moved a little and other transcendent swordsmanship, Ding Feng also flew up and down with a sword manipulation, and he was incomparable.

Hui Jian is a Buddhist supernatural power, and Ding Feng's mind wants to connect, what he means to read, and where the sword goes. Horizontal and vertical chops, cross chops. This happy Buddha waved his arms in all directions, men and women sounded in unison, and also conjured up two demon-subduing pestles to fight with the wisdom sword. The men and women are indulged in intoxication, hook the temptation, the expressions of the men and women in the Dragon Temple are sacred and solemn, full of Buddha wisdom. Under the chanting of the Buddha's voice, the power of this happy Buddha increased greatly, and the two demon pestles also had a method for one move. Let's read it for free for the first time.