On the other side, Yang Hong, who had hidden his figure in advance, couldn't help but be secretly surprised when he saw this scene, and he had an eye-opening freshness.

He could see that the tricks performed by Dorji and Sanji Grand Lamas were very different from ordinary ancient martial arts tricks, and they should be the so-called nine-character mantra mudra.

The three people who showed their respective tricks, after a short stalemate, immediately fought together.

Although it is two against one, but Pu Ribu, who cultivates the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong himself, is very good at fighting group battles and fighting. In contrast, Grand Lama Sanchi and Grand Lama Dorji themselves are wounded, and armed fighting is not their strong point, so in the case of two against one, the two are still at a disadvantage.

The dragon elephant is like a dragon, like a dragon, sometimes flexible, sometimes powerful.

Compared with the strong and domineering Pribu, Sanchi and Dorji are more passive, but they firmly trap Przybu, so that he can't get out, and he can't defeat the two of them in a short time.

The two chains behind Grand Lama Sanji looked like the materialization of spiritual power, and the tenacity was beyond Yang Hong's imagination, like real steel chains, constantly attacking and harassing Pu Ribu, wanting to entangle him at every opportunity, and Pu Ribu also seemed to be very jealous of this kind of chain, and would quickly dodge every time.

And Dorji, who is like the King of Fudo, is not worse than Pu Ribu, who cultivates the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong, and he is not inferior in a head-to-head confrontation with him, the only drawback is that his speed of action is very slow, and he is not on the footsteps of Pu Ribu at all.

Yang Hong, who was watching from a distance, had a strong interest in the battle of the three of them, especially the chains of the essence of spiritual power like the Sanchi Grand Lama, and he had an intuition that if he learned this trick, he would always regard it as the materialization of accumulated spiritual power, which would definitely come in handy.

Of course, Yang Hong did not forget his mission, and after seeing Sanji and Dorji Grand Lama, entangled with Puribu, he no longer hid his figure, turned into a black shadow and shot out, and rushed straight to the gate of the palace guarded by the lama.

Before the three of them started, Yang Hong had already thought of this series of coping strategies, originally he planned to let the two great lamas think of a way, but he didn't expect that these two old guys didn't know whether they were too compassionate, or chanting Buddhism, Nian Xiu was funny, and he couldn't think of a reason at all.

For Yang Hong, who has been a special soldier before, a mercenary and a killer, whether it is saving people, killing people, or protecting people, it can be said that he has rich experience, and this little trick is naturally not a problem.

Although Yang Hong's appearance was sudden, the lama guards guarding the door were not dry, and they immediately reflected it, and each showed their own stunts, wanting to solve Yang Hong directly.

Puribu, who was fighting with Sanji and Dorji, also noticed the situation at the gate of the palace, and a sneer appeared on his face: "You really didn't rush out by yourself, but do you think he alone can rush into the palace, even if he rushes in, it can't be the opponent of Grand Lama Zabu, you still have to die." ”

The two ignored Przybu's cynicism and continued to fight him, but Sanji and Dorji were also secretly worried in their hearts.

Sanji, who had seen Yang Hong fight against the four poisonous beasts, did not have any doubts about whether Yang Hong could rush into the palace, but he had to fight against the strongest of the four lamas, the Zabu Grand Lama, but he did not have any confidence in Yang Hong.

As for the mentality of the three great lamas, Yang Hong naturally had no way of knowing, he rushed out and went straight to the palace gate, the flying knife in his hand shot out like raindrops, and when he came to the palace gate, those lama guards were almost dead, and the few remaining people were also solved by him as quickly as possible.

Grand Lama Sanji They couldn't bear to kill these lama disciples, but Yang Hong didn't have so many worries, what he had to do now was to rescue Da. Lai Lama, so that he can get the snow lotus, and he doesn't bother to pay attention to other things.

rushed all the way into the palace, and everywhere he passed, the lama guards who dared to stop him, Yang Hong didn't bother to say anything to them at all, and he solved them all, just as he was eradicating traitors to Tantra.

Yang Hong, who was like a bamboo, after going deep into the palace, was finally blocked by a strong force, and four lamas with strong figures, a red spot on their foreheads, and an aura of rage like a lion appeared in his sight.

The strength of the four people is also at the first-class level, but from the four of them, Yang Hong smelled a dangerous aura, and it seemed that there was some kind of powerful power hidden in the four of them.

"Interesting, then let me see the power of tantric mastery." With a soft drink, two spinning flying knives appeared in Yang Hong's hands, and purple flames diffused out, turning into two flame tornadoes, and shooting straight towards the four strong lamas.

"Boom!" A roaring explosion rang out, and blazing purple flames exploded.

Yang Hong, who was standing in place, did not show any joy on his face when he saw this scene, but was slightly dignified.

The purple flames dissipated, and the scorched ground and buildings came into his sight, along with the four mighty lamas.

"Sure enough, there were two hits." Seeing the four strong lamas who had resisted the two Purple Flame Whirling Dragon Flying Knives without doing anything, Yang Hong thought to himself in his heart, and the handprints on the hands of the four strong lamas in his sight made him feel a little familiar.

"Didn't you say that the nine-character mantra mudra is the supreme mastery of tantra, how can it be that everyone can do it?" Yang Hong complained infinitely in his heart, and he was a little skeptical of the words of the Grand Lama Sanchi.

When Yang Hong was stunned that these four strong lamas also knew the nine-character mantra mudra, the four of them were not idle, and quickly dispersed and surrounded him in the middle.

At the beginning, Yang Hong didn't pay much attention to it, but after a strange energy burst out from his body as the four of them formed a seal, his face couldn't help but change.

Surrounded by four people, he was shocked to find that his body seemed to be suppressed by some invisible force, and the internal strength of the mixed element in his body slowed down, and his body became weaker, and he felt as if his body was placed with some kind of invisible shackles.

"What's the situation, is this also the power of the nine-character mantra Mahamudra?" Secretly shocked in his heart, Yang Hong became even more curious about the nine-character mantra mudra.

The situation in front of him was very strange, but it didn't make him panic, at most he was shocked but not panicked, although his internal cultivation and very mention were suppressed, but it didn't affect his confidence in defeating the four people.

"Hmph, I'd like to see how much you can suppress it." With a cold snort, Yang Hong's body shook, purple light burst out from his eyes, and purple line tattoos were permeated on his body, and at the same time, a fierce and domineering knife intent burst out.

Yang Hong's sudden outburst caught the four strong lamas a little off guard, and their faces changed slightly and hurriedly exerted their strength, trying to suppress Yang Hong, but in this situation of mutual competition, Yang Hong noticed something unusual, and a silk thread that was difficult to see with the naked eye was connected to him.

Sensing this situation, he immediately tightened and strengthened the sensing field, and after carefully sensing it, he found that this silk thread was like spiritual power, very strange, and could not be touched with his hands or other substances, one of which connected him, and the other came from the four strong lamas.

"What is this, could it be that these silk threads are restricting my cultivation and body." Thinking of this, Yang Hong's face couldn't help but become ugly, and he felt disgusting just thinking about it.

The four big men and him even have an inexplicable sense of ghost beast no matter how they think about it.

Discovering the culprit who suppressed his cultivation and body, Yang Hong remembered the outer binding barrier that he had broken through with his spiritual power before, and no longer hesitated, he decisively mobilized his spiritual power and turned it into an invisible pair of scissors, and at the same time cut it on the silk thread with a click.

Almost at the same time that these silk threads were cut, the feeling of being shackled on Yang Hong's body disappeared instantly, and compared to him who had returned to normal, the four strong lamas were suddenly shocked, as if they had been hit hard, and their faces turned pale.

"Chop, Chop, Chop!" Yang Hong, who was shrouded in the sensing realm, immediately attacked and attacked, his body flickered, and the battle knife in his hand swung four times in a row, and in the flash of the knife, four huge human heads spurted blood and flew away.

The four sturdy lamas who were killed were full of surprise and unwillingness in their wide eyes, they never thought that the four of them would die so simply.

In fact, if you really want to talk about it, the four of them did have some wishes when they died, originally with the inner lion seal they cultivated, with the cooperation of each other, even the grandmaster-level powerhouses could not think of killing them so simply, it was enough to delay for a while, and it was strange that they were too unlucky to meet Yang Hong.

With the essence of spiritual power, he is simply the nemesis of the nine-character mantra mudra, which is why the four of them can be solved so easily.

Shaking off the blood on the sword, Yang Hong continued to rush towards the inner hall.

At the same time, in the inner sanctum, the old man was up to . Lai Lama sat cross-legged on the futon, his face was slightly dark, obviously poisoned, but his demeanor was very calm and coiled with Buddha beads.

In Da. Lai Lama's side is sitting a young woman wearing lama clothes, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a slender and well-proportioned figure, also following the calm demeanor of the Buddha beads, although there is no whitewash makeup, but it is still difficult to hide the beauty and moving of the female lama, especially the temperament exuded by the body, which is as calm and kind as Guanyin Bodhisattva.

In front of this man and a woman, an old man and a young man, stood a middle-aged lama with a slightly thin figure and thin eyebrows, who glanced at the two with a fierce face, and exuded an inexplicable deterrent on his body.

"Reach. Lai Lama, how long do you have to resist, do you really think that there is still someone who can save you, I think you still die of this heart, even if someone comes, I will destroy it all, besides, you are highly poisonous, no one can save you except me. The ferocious Grand Lama Zabu shouted with murderous anger on his face, and he lost his patience.

Originally, he was going to grind hard bubbles and get a lot of foam. Lai Lama got what he wanted, but he didn't expect an accident to happen, Sanji and Dorji Lama actually escaped from the Demon Suppression Cave, which made him feel like he had a long night, and decided to solve the problem as soon as possible.

"Zabu, give up, turn back, don't let the demons occupy your heart." Closed his eyes and recuperated Da. Lai Lama, who opened his weak eyes, gently persuaded him, trying to persuade Zabu to return to his lost path.

"Haha, turn back to the shore, Da. Lai, when will you also learn the monk's routine, let me tell you, if you don't hand over the last three mudras and cultivation methods of the nine-character mantra Mahamudra today, not only you, but even your favorite saint will have only one way to die. Zabu had no compassion for being a Buddhist disciple at all, and his eyes glanced at Da Dar with a murderous gaze. Lai Lama and the female lamas around him.

has been expressionless, calm and composed. For the first time, Lai Lama's face showed a trace of fluctuation, and a terrifying light burst out of his eyes.

Out of the right to reach. Lai Lama's fear, Zabu's face changed slightly, and his figure took a step backwards, but he soon reflected it, and his face showed a touch of shame and anger.

"Reach. Lai, you still haven't obediently handed over your cultivation method, since that's the case, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Zabu's eyes were fierce, and an invisible chain shot out of his hand between his hands, directly wrapped around the female lama's body, pulled her violently in front of him, and jammed the female lama's neck.