"The Dragon's Spirit. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Mu Ying walked out from under the ancient bell, his palm caressing the demonic lines on it, and his eyes rippled with color.

Shi Kongfan looked at Mu Ying's expression not far away, and a touch of surprise appeared in his heart, this kind of expression only appears when he sees something for the first time, could it be that this ancient bell is not his?

"Good luck boy." Shi Kong Fan sneered, and the Zen staff in his hand once again glowed with golden light, mixed with the irritating sound of gold pendants colliding, and rushed towards Mu Ying.

A few feet away, in the blink of an eye!

"Mantra, Lotus Luo!" Shi Kongfan shouted angrily, waved the Zen staff in his hand and smashed it towards Mu Ying behind Gu Zhong!

In the same scene, just when the Zen staff was about to touch the unsuspecting Mu Ying, the ancient bell seemed to teleport in front of Mu Ying again.

Clang!

A muffled sound, accompanied by a loud phoenix roar, resounded in this piece of heaven and earth.

In order to avoid being caught by the opponent to counterattack, Shi Kongfan flew back a few feet again, which was his habit.

"Boy!" There was a hint of annoyance in Shi Kongfan's tone: "Isn't it that you are going to hide in this turtle shell for the rest of your life!" ”

"I also think it's in the way." Mu Ying shrugged her shoulders innocently, and then pointed to the ancient bell beside her, "Why don't you smash it first?" ”

"Bastard." Hearing this, Shi Kong Fan laughed angrily, and a touch of cruelty gradually appeared in his eyes, "Just as you wish!" ”

After saying that, Na Shakwon's arm shook and stood the Zen staff beside him. Then he twisted up an extremely strange Buddha seal, and in the forest, the Buddha beads that were blown away by the night river also floated up one after another, flying towards Shikong Fan.

"Boom Horn Mi Woo ...", the mouth of the Buddha quickly sang Sanskrit characters, like a loud voice like an ancient Buddha for thousands of years, slowly resounding in this empty land......

And as the speed of the thoughts in his mouth increased, his body shape gradually increased, until the originally wide robe was now vaguely able to outline some muscle lines, and the thoughts in the mouth of the Buddha did not stop.

Shi Kongfan opened his eyes and looked at Mu Ying not far away, and between his eyebrows, a vertical eye slowly opened.

"Since the Brahma spell can't break your ancient bell, the poor monk will use this immovable king body to try it!" Shikong Fan's dark eyes were filled with blood red in the blink of an eye, and in the middle of his blade-like lips, four cyan fangs suddenly drilled out, and the wide robe on his body was also shattered by a huge force, and countless knife marks appeared in the middle of the red skin.

"Golden Arhat Stick!" Shikong Fan pulled up the Zen staff beside him, dancing out of the golden stick flower, the space scraped by the Brahma mantra on the head of the cane at the end of the cane fluctuated slightly, and then his arms shook, and he pointed at Mu Ying. The Buddhist beads that had been gathered earlier were also wrapped around his thick arms with golden light.

'His starting movements have changed...' Mu Ying looked at the red-faced Shura who looked like a red-faced Shura not far away, and her expression was a little solemn. If the Buddha Buddha just now was still relying on the power of the Zen staff, then now, the biggest threat to him is the transformation from the Zen staff to the Buddha who faintly exudes a trace of coercion.

"It's over, shouldn't anger his ......" The corners of Mu Ying's mouth twitched, and she quickly thought about coping strategies in her heart.

And in the next moment, Mu Ying was shocked to find that the figure of Shikong Fan, in his sight, gradually became transparent.

"Afterimage?!" Mu Ying didn't have time to be surprised, and the strong wind coming from his side made him subconsciously dodge to the side.

"Fuhu!!" A sonic boom burst from Mu Ying's ears, and then a Zen staff smashed down from the air with the power of thunder, and the top of the Zen staff, the air that was violently squeezed, faintly formed a silver-white tiger, roaring and smashing towards Mu Ying's previous position.

Bang!

The silver-white tiger slammed into the earth without any stagnation, and the extremely squeezed energy and air surged towards the surroundings at the moment of contact, and the scattered wind wave faintly carried a fierce tiger's coercion, blowing away the surrounding rubble.

"Whew... In that smoke, Shi Kongfan's chest rose and fell violently, and his three blood-red eyes were looking into the dusty pit not far away.

"Mu Ying!" Ying Sulong's eyes, who were fighting fiercely with Chen Lie on the side, were attracted by the battle situation at this end, and in a moment, three sharp white rays cut through her skin.

"Evil animal, dare to be distracted in front of the old man." That Chen Lie was also a little tired, the Chen family knew almost nothing about fighting, otherwise, there would be no effort to deal with this thousand-year-old fox demon.

"Mangjin: Bai Miao!" Chen Lie pinched the seal in his hand and locked on to Ying Sulong in the distance......

"Ahem... cough cough ...... "Mu Ying stood up from the dust, if it weren't for the protection of the Dragon God Huang Zhong just now, I'm afraid that the shock wave alone would have seriously injured him."

"Your ancient bell is strong." Shikong Fan's red eyes wandered, staring at the dragon god Huang Zhong in front of Mu Ying, and the cyan fangs erected in his mouth made his voice a little blurred.

"I just don't know, can I stop the poor monk's dragon descending style!" Na Shakong Fan suddenly smiled hideously, his posture changed, and he raised his arm full of Buddha beads to the sky, and a coercion gradually spread in his palm......

That coercion slowly condensed, and the Buddha beads on his arm also floated out countless points of light and flew towards the palm of Shikong Fan. Those beads gradually dimmed under the pressure of the rising weight of his palm. In the end, the coercion that wanted to condense into substance slowly condensed into an angry dragon, and Shikong Fan's left hand became a claw, firmly grasping the golden dragon that condensed into substance in his hand, but the golden dragon was unwilling to be restrained, and continued to struggle in his palm, and the huge force made the red skin on Shikong Fan's arm crack inch by inch.

"Since your ancient bell is strong, the poor monk will break your strength today!" Shikong Fan endured the severe pain, there was anger in the red pupils, the right hand lifted the Zen staff, the Buddha power surged, at the top of the Zen staff, the wind pressure that was the same as the Fuhu style emerged again, and a silver-white dragon head was born.

"Dragon Descending Style! Ssangyong goes to sea! ”

The release of the sky fan roared, the golden dragon in his left hand was thrown towards Mu Ying, the huge coercion blocked the retreat of Mu Ying's body, and then lifted the Zen staff with his right hand, and kicked out the whip leg at the end of the Zen staff, the wind pressure like a dragon's roar suddenly rose, and the whole Zen staff turned into a silver-white dragon, with the sound of a sonic boom, and shot towards Mu Ying's head.

The moment the two huge coercions of one gold and one silver were released from the shackles, the heavens and the earth were silent, and I saw that between heaven and earth, two giant dragons were swimming silently.

Chen Lie, who was not far away, felt the huge energy hidden in the two giant dragons, and immediately ignored the white fox tail that attacked from the side, kicked Ying Sulong in the shoulder, dragged the arm pierced by the fox tail, and retreated violently.

"Mu Ying!" Looking at Mu Ying, who was completely imprisoned around her, Ying Sulong exhaled her strength under her feet, and rushed towards Mu Ying desperately......

"Hmph, I can't help myself."

Shi Kong Fan leaned weakly beside a broken tree, his body had returned to its original state, his left arm had been twisted into a twist by the power of the golden dragon, and the white bone stubble broke out of his body, and the blood almost wanted to dye half of his body red.

Looking at Ying Sulong, who was in the car with his arms in the car, the corners of Shikong Fan's mouth struggled to provoke a mocking smile, no longer caring about her, a pair of half-open eyes, glanced at the other side of the ancient bell and Shuanglong who were about to collide.

Rumble!!

Between heaven and earth, two swimming dragons, one gold and one silver, finally collided with the ancient bell, and the huge energy burst reflected the night sky like day, and in the very center of that light, the figures of Ying Sulong and Mu Ying were gradually submerged......

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Shakkong closed his eyes and called out the Buddha's name.

Chen Lie looked at the center of the explosion, snorted coldly, turned around, and swept in the direction of Chen Ling's corpse.

And when the two of them were distracted, no one noticed that a black shadow swept into the center of the explosion at a very fast speed......

The violent energy fluctuations were finally over, and at the center of the energy explosion, a bottomless crater was like a scar, imprinted on the earth. In the middle of the deep pit, a Zen staff glowing with golden light stood alone......

"Master Kongfan, thanks to you today, please come with the old man, when you come to the clan, the old man can personally heal your injuries. And give you a Tianxing Pill to express your gratitude. Seeing that the dust had settled, and confirming that there was no life left in the pit, Chen Lie raised his eyebrows, turned his head to Shikong Fanyi and hugged his fist, and said sincerely.

Na Shakon closed his eyes and nodded weakly......