Seeing the reversal of the "swastika" character at the center of the young monk's eyebrows, Danhou's heart sank.

As the other party spoke, he walked in the sky and walked towards them from the top of the snowy mountain opposite.

"It's just passing by, I have no relationship with the Buddha, and I forgive the old body and grandchildren for not bothering the master. After Danhou said that, she took Ying Qingqing's hand, turned around and left quickly.

But the black light flickered under the young monk's feet, and with one step, a black lotus bloomed in the air.

A flower and a world, a black lotus opens, and the surrounding space seems to have changed the world.

The young monk was so fast that it seemed to completely ignore the distance of space.

After only a few steps, he came to the front of Danhou and Ying Qingqing and blocked their way.

"The female benefactor is too polite, how can it be a nuisance?" the young monk smiled: "I can participate in meditation and enlightenment with the two female benefactors, and the poor monk can't ask for it." ”

Above his head, the artistic conception of martial arts manifested, but what condensed was a pink cloud.

The warbler sings and dances, the fat powder is fragrant, and there is a Buddha singing Sanskrit sound from it, but there is no solemn feeling of grandeur and emptiness, but it is like a beautiful sound endlessly.

The sound is not very loud, but it is entwined, pervasive, and drills into the bottom of people's hearts.

A sultry desire rises irrepressibly, making people's hearts hot.

In the pink mist, there seems to be a topless King Kong statue looming.

Dan did not change his color later: "The donor has such an enlightenment method, our ancestors and grandchildren, the old and the young, can't afford it, and the master will inevitably find the wrong goal." ”

The young monk smiled and said, "This female benefactor is really polite, your grandson won't say much, even if you are older, your cultivation is not low, and your physical condition is very good." ”

Danhou said: "The master carries love, and the old body does not dare to be." ”

As she spoke, she took Ying Qingqing's hand to change direction and fled to the other side.

The young monk smiled and groaned and chased after him again.

But as soon as he took a step, his eyes lit up slightly.

Quietly, without light and shadow.

But there were two real long needles, piercing at his eyes.

The long needle seemed fragile, as if it had no strength to speak of, but the young monk sensed danger acutely.

These two needles are extremely strong in puncture.

Even with his cultivation, if he is poked if he is not resisted, he will be pierced all at once.

The young monk's eyes flickered, and the pink air mass above his head immediately disappeared.

The dark Buddha who stood up to the sky appeared, then raised his hand and pushed it out with one palm.

His fingers flicked in midair.

The two shadowless needles of Danhou were pinched between the fingers of the Dark Buddha.

If you come to the second form of the clutche, you will become a demon.

A complete clutche, infinitely useful, both offensive and defensive.

It is used to attack, suppress the enemy's mind, control the enemy with one move, and use it to defend, then it is a snap of the fingers to block the enemy's attack.

"It turned out to be the thirteenth realm like a poor monk, and he was still a martial emperor who was proficient in the art of medicine, Dao, and Dan, which was really disrespectful. The young monk said: "There are few precious medicines like you, the female benefactor, and the poor monks have never encountered a few, so please be sure to stay, and let's have a good exchange." ”

As he spoke, the palm of the Dark Buddha formed a strange and distorted handprint, which fell towards Queen Dan and Ying Qingqing.

Exactly the same trick turned into a demon, used to attack and suppress Danhou and Ying Qingqing.

The hearts of the two women were slightly in a trance, and their thoughts did not belong.

With a smile, the Buddha and the demon are enlightened.

If you can realize it, all your troubles will be solved by yourself, and if you can't realize it, you will always fall into the sea of suffering, and you will be captured by your opponent in one move.

The young monk was full of confidence.

His move really made a contribution, and the palm of the Dark Buddha directly pinched both Danhou and Ying Qingqing in his hands.

But soon, the young monk's face changed color.

The Dark Buddha grabbed the palms of the two Danhou, and suddenly appeared a colorful scene.

And this colored streamer quickly spread up its palm, almost instantaneously past its elbow, and continued to rush towards its shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, the huge pitch-black Buddha, one arm was dyed in color.

The colored light is endless, and it continues to spread to the whole body of the black Buddha.

What's more, the young monk's own arm was also covered with a variety of colors, which also spread from the palm of his hand all the way to his entire arm, and even to his whole body.

The young monk only felt as if there were countless tiny beings that had penetrated into his arms together, constantly eroding his flesh.

For a moment, one arm seemed to be unconscious.

Poison?

The young monk reacted instantly.

While the other party is good at medical Dao Danshu, he is also proficient in using poison.

It can poison the fierce poison of Emperor Wu!

The power of the flower into a demon was lifted, and Danhou and Ying Qingqing regained their senses, and easily drilled out of the powerless palm of the pitch-black Buddha.

"The old man does not take his muscles and bones as his ability, and forgive the old body for not continuing to accompany him. Danhou did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, but took Ying Qingqing to take the opportunity to leave.

As it turned out, she did not underestimate her opponents, quite rightly.

The young monk's gaze froze, and the fierce poison that spread upwards along his arm was suddenly forced back.

If you come to the third form of the clutche, you will plant Bodhi upside down!

It is as if it can reverse all kinds of forces or existences.

"The female benefactor is really not visible, and the poor monk is almost about to make a big mistake. The young monk said.

The arm of the Dark Buddha instantly returned to normal, forcing countless colored clouds of smoke out of its palm, and in turn flew towards Danhou and Ying Qingqing.

Danhou casually waved her sleeves behind her, and the colorful clouds and smoke that flew back upside down disappeared into invisibility.

But the palm of the Dark Buddha has fallen down again.

Danhou was helpless, and this time she had to resist hard.

Although she is not famous for fighting, her cultivation strength is actually not weak.

It was just a head-on collision, and it was difficult to resist the clutches of Rulai no matter what, and he was suddenly pressed down by the giant hand that covered the sky.

But at this moment, under the palm of the Buddha, a sword light lit up, as if the sun was rising.

At first glance, it seems to be weak, but the upward trend is unstoppable, and in an instant it changes from the glimmer of the morning light to the appearance of the white face of the world.

But it was Ying Qingqing who came out with a sword.

The sword light of the Haotian Divine Sword was magnificent and vast, but under her control, she focused on one point at the moment, and the target was only aimed at the one finger of the Dark Buddha.

The power of the Dark Buddha was mainly used to suppress the Danhou, and at this moment, it was attacked from the other side by the Haotian Divine Sword, and there were faint signs that a finger was about to be cut off.

The knuckles of the young monk's own index finger also gave birth to a burning sensation, as if he had been attracted to concentrate the sun on a single point, as if it was about to be ignited.

This sword path seems to come from the Heavenly Sword Book, so to speak, the news collected during this period of time is true, and this heaven and earth does have the inheritance of the Heavenly Sword Book.

Looking at his young age, only sixteen or seventeen years old, he is already a cultivator of the twelfth realm?

There are so many capable people in this world, but I can't look down on it...... Many thoughts flashed through the young monk's heart.

Under his hands, he was not slow at all, and with a flip of his palm, he dissolved the power of Danhou and Ying Qingqing.

Danhou breathed a sigh of relief, and the corner of her eyes swept over Ying Qingqing.

This is really weird.

After recovering some memories, his cultivation strength actually jumped from the peak of the Martial Sect of the Ninth Realm to the peak of the Martial King of the Twelfth Realm.

Who knows if she's a human or a ghost?

But thanks to this, I can barely parry this flower monk right now.

The whereabouts of his granddaughter, I'm afraid it really has to fall on the other party.

While thinking about it, Danhou hurriedly beckoned Ying Qingqing to look for an opportunity to escape.

But the monk on the other side looked serious at this moment.

He put away his thoughts.

The two women in front of him are extraordinary, and if you think about something that you don't have, you will inevitably have a lot of dreams at night.

The old one is Emperor Wu, and the value of the supplement is huge.

The small one doesn't mention the problem of supplementation, with the Heavenly Sword Book, the matter is not small, and it may have huge intelligence value, so she must not be allowed to escape.

The young monk strides and sneaks under the feet of the dark Buddha who has manifested himself in his palm.

Eighteen steps are taken, and an upside-down eighteen layers of hell appear between heaven and earth.

Danhou was slightly stunned.

The other party has the upper hand, why does he use such a desperate move as starting from hell?

Then her face changed dramatically.

Is there another mystery in the other party's step-by-step hell?

No matter what she thought in her heart, the young monk had already used a trick.

The eighteenth layer of hell was suppressed, and no matter how great Ren Danhou's other abilities were, he couldn't resist at this moment, and he was immediately knocked to the ground.

Under the suppression of the clutches of the Dark Buddha, she couldn't move, so she could only support herself so that she would not be completely crushed.

The young monk's face was slightly pale, and the swastika with the reversed center of his eyebrows turned slowly.

When Danhou saw this, she had no hope in her heart.

This person's step by step hell is different from the inheritance of the clutches of the devil in the vast land of Shenzhou.

The power in the same realm seems to be inferior, but there is no need to pay the price of life, and looking at that appearance, it only slightly hurts the vitality, and it has little impact on the combat effectiveness of continuing to do it next.

Sure enough, the young monk struck again, and the other palm of the Dark Buddha went to capture Ying Qingqing.

He opened his bow left and right, and at the same time exerted pressure, making it difficult for Danhou and Ying Qingqing to resist at once.

Tango took a deep breath.

Her whole body was shocked, and there were countless seemingly cow hairs in her body, but the formless and substantial divine needles were released, all of which pierced into the body of the Dark Buddha.

These invisible divine needles, as if they had their own lives, spread out in all directions.

The young monk's upside-down Bodhi couldn't force out all these divine needles that had invaded his body for a while.

These divine needles immediately caused real damage to the tendons and veins of his palms.

The young monk shouted, did not defend the counterattack, and strengthened the palm of his hand, and the Danhou suddenly burst into blood all over his body, which was miserable.

The terrifying power of the clutches of Rulai continues to wreak havoc in its body, destroying its vitality.

But at this moment, the young monk's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly withdrew his palm.

A woman in white appeared in front of him without warning.

The woman raised a white jade-like palm and poked it out and struck it at the young monk's chest.

In the face of such a surprise attack, he had no time to defend, so he had to retreat at full speed under his feet.

But the palm of the hand moved steadily forward, closer to him, and in an instant it caught up with him, and it was about to slap him in the chest.

Fortunately, an old monk suddenly appeared behind the young monk and reached out to support his vest.