Chapter Eighty-Five: The Dragon Buddha Qi Protector Survives

After a long time, the great monk turned around, and looked at the **** and Zhao in the courtyard without waves, "Thank you Heavenly Master, you didn't disturb the deceased." ”

"You and I are both monks, and I don't want to create such beings to kill sentient beings. **** and Zhao looked at Desheng with a smile, "However, the master should not interfere with the killing of Panlongzi." ”

"Why is the Heavenly Master so murderous?" the great monk frowned slightly, "You have also seen this child, he is the grandson of my old friend, and I can't sit idly by and ignore what I say." ”

"It seems that the monk wants to intervene sideways, but, master, do you think you are my opponent?" **** Although Kazuaki's face became grim, his tone was still full of confidence.

Monk Desheng looked up at the sky, and after a while, he looked at the ****, "The power of the Heavenly Master, if you want to work hard, you should be able to support it within a hundred moves, but I don't know if the Heavenly Master can calculate, today, what about the situation of the two dragon protectors?"

"What?" **** Hearing this, his complexion suddenly changed, and at the same time, his hands changed again and again, but his complexion became more and more difficult to see.

"Hehe, the poor monk only killed one of the upper ninjas, but the Heavenly Master never thought that you still have two middle ninjas and six hundred disciples, why haven't you come for so long?"

"Hmph, the stakes are very high, don't try to hinder me today!" **** pinched for a while, suddenly his face changed greatly, and at the same time, his hands suddenly grabbed a handful of human-shaped rune paper from the sleeves of his wide robe, threw it into the sky, and then connected the seal with both hands, and the spell in his mouth came out.

Suddenly, I saw a few pieces of rune paper with golden light, and there was a sound of "boom", and it instantly turned into several golden-armored warriors who were four or five meters high, each holding a sword and a spear to press on the monk.

At the same time, looking at **** and Zhao again, his body slowly floated into the air, and rose directly into the middle of the courtyard, and then, a huge coercion suddenly landed in this small courtyard, and Li Yunluo, who was still crying on the side, was caught off guard, and was directly pressed by this power and lay on the ground, unable to stand up.

Looking at the courtyard wall of the house in this courtyard, the facilities are cracked inch by inch under this coercion, and there is a faint tendency that the building will collapse, it seems that those just now are just a small fight, and this is the real power of this Yin Yang Heavenly Master.

The great monk was also grim at this time, and suddenly pulled out a short demon-descending pestle from the monk's robe, and his mouth was also Sanskrit, and his whole body gradually turned out to be golden and prosperous, and rushed towards several Shishen who crushed over like a meteor.

At this time, Li Yunluo was so pressed by the power of this heavenly master that he couldn't raise his head at all, his mouth and nose were buried on the ground, his mouth was full of dirt, which was suffocating, and he could only hear the loud sound of gold and iron intertwined above, and from time to time the two of them were chanting mantras, all of them were Sanskrit sounds, and he instinctively struggled to break free from this suppression, and tried his best to support the ground with his hands.

Suddenly, he only felt that his body was light, and the suppression disappeared suddenly, and Li Yunluo, who was overexerting himself, couldn't control it and turned over and fell to the ground, and then, two familiar and abnormal backs appeared in his eyes.

"Yan'er, you take him away first, I'll stop him here, the monk seems to be about to prove the position of Luo Han Guo, and together the two of us should be able to contain the heavenly master for a while. A hoarse, suppressed and familiar voice reached Li Yunluo's ears.

"Oh, there's a guest coming, then let's all stay here!" Suddenly, the voice of **** and Zhao came from above, and then, a sudden explosion of thunder flashed in the dark sky, and a lightning bolt slashed straight to the side of several people.

"Mida Buddha! The goal of the Heavenly Master should be a poor monk!" With an angry shout, Monk Desheng suddenly threw the demon-descending pestle in his hand, and was throwing it onto the thunderbolt, and the lightning was surrounded by the golden demon-descending pestle, but it only slightly deviated from the target, but at the same time, three giant knives in the air slashed at the monk in unison.

"Hehe, Demon Dao, don't you want to slay the dragon, I'm here today, it's just that it depends on whether you can eat it or not!" The hoarse voice of the young man in black suddenly sharpened, and at the same time, his body jumped upward.

Somehow, at the same time that the distance between the black-clothed young man and the **** and Zhao was shortened, the movements of the several gods here actually stopped in unison, and then looked at the ****, staring at the black-clothed young man with a cloudy face.

Li Yunluo was about to watch here, when he suddenly felt that his body was vigorously brought up, and then his lower abdomen hurt, but he was resisted by the girl in red on the shoulder, and then the girl did not look back, her figure flew out of the courtyard, and after a few ups and downs, the figure disappeared into the vast night.

At this time, Li Yunluo felt like he was on a roller coaster, although his waist was wrapped around with one hand, which was considered to be safe, but he only felt that the world was spinning, and the wind around him was blowing on his face like a blade.

This run lasted more than ten minutes, and when Li Yunluo landed on the ground again, he was already on the roof of a high-rise building in the center of the city. And the one who is looking at him with complicated eyes in front of him is not Ye Lingyan who makes her think about it day and night.

Thinking of what he had just experienced, Li Yunluo's heart at this time was full of mixed tastes, and a feeling of depression and boredom suddenly rose in his heart, he felt dizzy, his heart was beating violently, his stomach was reversed, his throat and eyes were sweet, and a stream of blood gushed out of his internal organs, and "wow" squirted out of his mouth.

As soon as the words "Grandpa Yan'er and Grandpa Wang, they are all gone" came out, Li Yunluo couldn't control his emotions anymore, and burst into tears.

At this time, in Ye Lingyan's eyes, Li Yunluo's appearance was extremely miserable, the clothes on his body were torn everywhere, and his face full of dirt made tears and snot no longer look like it, thinking of the sunny and handsome boy in the past, and then looking at the miserable appearance in front of him, that "Yan'er" somehow crossed a pain in Ye Lingyan's heart.

The kind old man, the peaceful and calm courtyard after practicing every day, and the sunny boy who excitedly took his hand and introduced it to his family, as if it was just yesterday, but he could never go back.

For a while, Ye Lingyan's heart was also full of mixed feelings, I don't know what force urged, she slowly squatted down, opened her arms and hugged Li Yunluo, who was in a mess, and then gently flicked the back of his head, crying quietly, this grief-stricken big boy actually fell asleep deeply.

"The best way to experience severe pain is to sleep, I hope that when you wake up, you will still be the same sunny you," Ye Lingyan said in a low voice.

"How is it possible, if you wake up again, it turns out that Li Yunluo will never exist again. Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from behind him.

"What's the matter, do you get rid of it?" Ye Lingyan obviously didn't want to dwell on Li Yunluo's topic.

"How can it be so easy, that is a heavenly master, it is already comparable to a figure at the level of the Dragon Saint, that is the supreme of the world, I can only contain him for a while with the phantom array, let's hurry up and go first, when he enters the mountain, he doesn't dare to chase after him." "There were two more figures on the roof.

Seeing that the two of them were upholding the dragon qi, the poor monk could rest assured, and the poor monk retired. Monk Desheng made a mockery and said with a smile.

"Thank you for the help of the great monk, this time you have learned about the fate of the earth, you can also prove the Arhat fruit position, and there will be one more Buddha in the world from now on. Dongfang Qinghuai rarely replied, "But the great monk should also be careful of the revenge of the Yin Yang Heavenly Master when he goes back this time." ”

"Hehe, don't dare to talk about the monks, I want to seek the Buddha wholeheartedly, I have a clear conscience, as for revenge, the old man is hidden in the old forest, even if he is the heavenly master, if he wants to kick my Shaolin wilderness, it is not so easy, please rest assured that a few dragons, the poor monk has left. After finishing speaking, the sleeves of the robe of the great monk Desheng flicked and he wanted to run away.

"Master and slow. Suddenly, a coquettish shout stopped the monk Desheng, "There is something to do next, I hope the master will bother." ”

"Oh, what else does this donor have planned?" Monk Desheng was stunned for a moment.

"The corpse of the second elder of Wang Li," Ye Lingyan said with an embarrassed face.

"Oh, this little donor doesn't have to worry, those two are also poor monks' righteous robes, and the poor monks will naturally not abandon them, please rest assured. Monk Desheng said with a gloomy face.

"Okay, so there is Master Lao. Hearing this, Ye Lingyan bowed deeply to the monk, and then picked up Li Yunluo, who was still unconscious, turned around and flew away into the distance, but in this body, he stumbled slightly.