Chapter 12 The Dragon's Clock

"It's this thing again. "www.biquge.info Ye Chuan gritted her teeth, the power of this Zen staff was not taken into account in her heyday, but now that her strength has dropped greatly, this golden light has brought her into the scope of constraints.

"For three thousand years, no one dared to touch my Chen family's children." The old man's voice came from the sky, and then two figures fell from the sky, Chen Lie stroked his gray beard, and said with a smile: "But now that you cat demon dare to make an exception, the old man will put you into Danding and let you taste the taste of burning demon fire." ”

"Patriarch Chen Lie doesn't need to make a move, the little monk can do it for you."

Shikong Fan bowed slightly, holding the golden light Zen staff, slowly walking towards Yechuan, the Zen staff began to tremble again in his hand, every time he took a step, the tremor intensified, and the light at the top of the Zen staff also began to condense again, and when the tremor reached a certain critical point, Shikong Fan suddenly waved his sleeve robe, and the Zen staff in his hand brought up the power of ten thousand jun, and smashed down angrily on the top of the head of Yechuan who was full of Buddhist spells......

"If you re-enter the beast path in the next life, you must remember not to be a demon."

Rumble!

A white shadow, at the moment when the Zen staff fell, brought a gust of incense and flashed under the Zen staff.

"Who!" Although Shakkavan couldn't perceive it, his ears heard the sound of the wind at that moment.

Stretching out his hands, he put the hand of Yechuan Ziying Sulong, who had no demonic power, into his arms, Mu Ying raised his head and stared at Shi Kongfan who was holding a Zen staff, with a little hideous between his eyebrows: "Your uncle!" ”

"Master, why are you here..."There was surprise in Yakawa's weak voice.

"Maybe it's because of the contract. There was a throbbing in my heart, and I found it with the feeling. Mu Ying looked at the two people in front of her with unkind faces, and there was a hint of coldness in her eyes, "Who are they?" ”

"The people of the Chen family, as well as the people of the Luoyun Ancient Temple." Yechuan shrank her body into Mu Ying's arms, she understood how important this hard-won respite was, and silently sank her mind into the inner mansion at the moment, concentrating on controlling the demon power in the demon pill, and dredged the veins blocked by the Sanskrit spell little by little.

"These two people, one is the head of the Chen family, and the other is a single disciple of Luoyun Ancient Temple, with them, it is extremely difficult for us to get out. However, Yechuan is willing to give it a try, and the master only needs to delay for Yechuan for some time, and when Yechuan breaks the seal, he will take the master away. Yechuan distracted himself and whispered to Mu Ying.

"I'll try." The corners of Mu Ying's mouth grinned, and the power of dark gold around her body surged out, and Ying Sulong on the side also bowed up with momentum.

"Watch out for that monk." Yagawa reminded him, and then closed his eyes.

"This kid..."As Yechuan's eyes closed, Chen Lie also regained his eyesight, looking at Mu Ying with a pair of cloudy eyes, his heart was surprised, and he carefully glanced at the dark golden aura around Mu Ying's body, and after a while, Fang said strangely: "What a weird aura, although it is a heroic and righteous aura with spiritual power, what can be shown is the nature of demonic power." Strange ......"

"Patriarch Chen, the little monk wants to rush back to the temple to restore his life, so let's do it first." That Shikong Fan regained his strength but didn't bother to hesitate, and when he saluted Chen Liewei, his body shook, leaving only the afterimage to dissipate in the wind. When he reappeared, it was already on top of Mu Ying's head, the sleeve robe was raised, and the Zen staff glowing with golden light smashed down angrily at Mu Ying's head with great force.

"Those who dare to protect the demon clan, die!"

Ying Sulong was about to step forward, but was grabbed by Mu Ying.

"Presumably, his Zen staff has some binding force on the demon clan, you go to deal with that old man, this person will be handed over to me." Mu Ying looked at the Zen staff that was gradually dilating in her pupils, and said quickly.

"Okay, but you have to be careful." Leaving a word, Ying Sulong's slender figure floated out, flashing in the sky a few times, blocking Chen Lie who rushed over.

The Zen staff with the sound of breaking wind was close at hand, and Mu Ying's cheeks even felt the tearing pain caused by the wind pressure, and immediately tiptoed a little, and her body quickly retreated.

Rumble!

The loud sound spread along with the scattered smoke and dust, and before Mu Ying could find the shadow of the monk in the smoke, almost the same sound of breaking wind suddenly came from behind him again!

Bang bang

The eight golden rings on the Zen staff were shaken by the wind, and the thin voice came, like the sharp whispers of thousands of ancient Buddhas, which made people's scalps tingle.

Mu Ying judged the position of the Zen staff according to the sound, and twisted her waist, which was able to avoid the head of the wand that tore through the air.

When the figure flipped, Mu Ying's left ear, which passed by the Zen staff, really heard the screaming sound of the lines on the head of the staff grinding against the air.

However, just when Mu Ying thought that she had dodged the monk's brutal blow, the mantra that was flipped on the Zen staff suddenly changed its previous flow trajectory and surged towards the head of the staff!

Phew!

With a low groan from Shikong Fan, a circle of golden light appeared from the top of the Zen staff, but it happened to affect Mu Ying's ear, which could avoid the Zen staff.

Mu Ying, who was dodging, only felt a wave of qi coming towards his head like a tsunami, and before he could react, the wave of qi instantly slapped his entire head into the ground with his body.

Bang!

"Hmph..."

Shikong Fan withdrew his Zen staff, and the ten thousand mantras lit up by his limbs shrank back like a golden snake, and after a while, the golden light on Shikong Fan's body was extinguished, looking at Mu Ying, who was lying sideways in a human-shaped pit, unable to move, and the corners of his blade-like mouth raised an arc, "This is the end." ”

Bang bang

The Zen staff in his hand was slowly raised, and when the Zen staff pointed straight to the sky, the green tendons on Shi Kongfan's arm suddenly struck, and a Zen staff, with the sound of eight golden rings shaking the wind, smashed towards Mu Ying's head angrily!

Mu Ying, who was numb from the Sanskrit sound, looked at the ever-expanding Zen staff in front of her, and even moved her fingers became extremely difficult.

The head of the Zen staff, which was wrapped in golden mantras, continued to enlarge in Mu Ying's eyes... Magnify......

"Dragon's Spirit, Enlightenment." A majestic and evil female voice suddenly resounded in Mu Ying's mind.

The dark gold mark on Mu Ying's stiff arm flashed, and a huge blue and black ancient bell spun and appeared above his head, and the next moment, the Zen staff hit the ancient bell hard, and the ancient bell hanging above Mu Ying's head did not move at all, only a simple and old bell groan was heard, like the low roar of a desolate python beast.

A bell groaned and wiped away the stiffness and numbness on Mu Ying's body, and when she raised her head, Mu Ying looked at the delicate marks on the blue and black ancient bell. The patterns are intricate, as if depicting the most prosperous period of a certain race.

A dragon with only one horn flew to the top of the giant mountain through the clouds and mist. At the foot of the mountain, countless strange-shaped species fly or climb, without exception, holding the tribute plate, and the mountain is full.

Above the sky, a fire-spitting divine bird turned into the shape of the sun, its wings slightly raised, and its light shone on all living beings. In that pair of phoenix eyes, there is peerless arrogance and evil.

As soon as the ancient bell came out, the countless monsters densely carved on it seemed to come to life, all of them turned into dark gold phantoms with teeth and claws, and rushed towards Shikong Fan.

"Hmph, the demon is outside, break it for me!" Looking at the phantom shadow in the sky, Na Shikong Fan smiled lightly, and the surge of Buddha power in his hand intensified a little.

The golden light on the Zen staff is magnificent, the shadow of the sky is shattered, the golden light hits the bell body, the ancient bell rings in an instant, the bell is cleansed, it actually brings a sense of substance, the dark golden lines on the ancient bell surge, and the golden Buddha power in the hands of the Buddha Buddha in the hands of the Buddha Buddha formed a strong contrast of light and darkness.

Shikong Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes stared at the place where the Zen staff and the ancient bell clashed, but found that the Brahma mantra on the top of the Zen staff actually showed signs of being suppressed.

After failing to strike a blow, Shi Kongfan withdrew his strength, and his body flew back several feet in a few flips.

"I'm afraid this ancient clock has some origins." Shi Kong Fan looked at the lines on the ancient bell with a solemn face, and suddenly there was a pain in his left ear, and when he reached out to touch it, he found that there was a touch of scarlet on his fingertips.