Zhao Xiaobao followed the prestige, and a sloppy monk stood there, looking straight here.

"You, what's wrong?" Zhao Xiaobao had already judged that the other party was a flower monk through the other party's straight eyes, but he still asked patiently.

That look in his eyes is definitely not because of himself. The white trickle beside him, under the special dress, can be regarded as a corner of disaster to the country and the people.

"Donor, it's fate to meet each other, can you move indoors and participate in Zen and talk about the Tao?"

Zhao Xiaobao just wanted to refuse, but suddenly saw the ring scar on the other party's head, and changed his attention.

Ring scar, also known as incense scar, people believe that the Buddha believers, escape into the Buddha, in order to require physical and mental purity, quit all bad habits, all the past, and the burning incense on the top of their head, the ring scar is the scar left on the top of the head, with this behavior to express the idea of sacrificing oneself to make offerings.

Usually, the number of incense burns is usually one, two, three, six, nine, and twelve, and the twelve points indicate the highest "bodhisattva vows" among the vows, so the greater the number of vows, the highest number of vows.

And the one in front of him actually has sixteen ring scars.

It shouldn't be a fool who burns the ring scar by himself, if the fool would have been locked up by Tianlong Temple a long time ago.

Then there is only one possibility:

Monks, absolute monks!

"It's rare to have a relationship with the master, I'm sorry!" Zhao Xiaobao also respectfully became respectful at this time.

Strength is hard currency!

Strength is a stepping stone!

Strength is a necessary condition for good communication!

Zhao Xiaobao pulled Bai Juan and the monk into the room together.

Zhao Xiaobao is not ignorant of the rules, although it is unlikely that there will be accidents in this temple, but what if, the world is unpredictable, it is always good to be careful, so Zhao Xiaobao will never let Bai Juan, who helped him, leave his sight. What's more, Bai Juanjuan, this girl is also powerful.

Buddhism is clear, and monks don't want to have too much contact with women. But seeing that Zhao Xiaobao insisted, he put aside the rules and precepts.

"Master, I don't hide it, I really don't know what Zen Tao is, I just want to have a good relationship with you. As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Xiaobao came out with him.

"Hehe, it's okay, I just want to verify it. ”

"Verification?" Bai Juan was mixed with the rivers and lakes in the end, and as soon as he heard the old monk's words, he dodged in front of Zhao Xiaobao.

"Tenryuji, Tenryu, Gold, Level 99. After speaking, the old monk's momentum changed, the pressure around him rose sharply, and Bai Juan sat directly on the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans hung all over his slender body.

Although Zhao Xiaobao can still stand, the situation is also very bad at this time. At the beginning, Li Fei'er, who was level 80, could let Zhao Xiaobao's spiritual power be imprisoned, but now in the face of the 99-level monk Tianlong, he can kill people with light and power.

"Offended!"

After speaking, the high monk Tianlong joined his palms, and a golden dragon head appeared at the palm, and suddenly the dragon's eyes opened, and a thick dragon roar sounded, and then a golden dragon rushed out, without concealing its killing intent, and rushed towards Zhao Xiaobao.

When Zhao Xiaobao felt the coercion, he used his mental method, wanting to absorb the coercion, and then convert it into spiritual power to attack.

But now, Zhao Xiaobao found that this was impossible.

It is true that the Wanjiyuan Heart Method can absorb coercion, and it is not false that it can be converted into spiritual power, but the coercion is too great, and what it absorbs is only a drop in the bucket, and it can't reverse the situation at all.

As for launching an attack, it is even more impossible. Although the metallic old monk had never imprisoned the spiritual power, the coercion released by it made Zhao Xiaobao unable to move.

The golden dragon roared and galloped in front of him, and it was about to attack.

There is no doubt that the white trickle in front will be blasted into slag, and Zhao Xiaobao in the back will be the second pile of slag.

Could it be that I'm in the Hongen Continent, and that's it? Not to mention Bai Juan who stepped forward, there are still so many things that have not been done, and there are still so many people waiting for me, especially Ye Ziya...... Thinking of this, a hot tear crossed out of the corner of his eye.

At this time, the monk Tianlong also leaked a trace of doubt: It shouldn't be, could it be that I feel wrong?

Just as Tianlong was about to withdraw his attack, an inexplicable imprisoning force descended from the sky, disrupting his steps.

At this time, Zhao Xiaobao was also suddenly able to move, only to see him push away the white trickle with one hand, so that he was in a relatively safe place, and with the other hand, he was swimming in the air, pulling the golden dragon to swim.

The spiritual power contained in the golden dragon is too majestic, and Zhao Xiaobao is confident that he will definitely not be able to absorb this energy, so he can only use the weirdness of the chain hit to constantly drag it around.

It turned out that when life and death were at stake just now, he once again realized the true meaning of the Thunder Light Fist, and the Thunder Light Fist was upgraded again: the third style of the Thunder Light Fist: Thunder Prison Fist.

Of course, this Thunder Prison Fist also has a name, even louder, called: Wild Thunder Prison!

It's just that Zhao Xiaobao's cultivation is too shallow at present, and he can't give full play to the power of this punch, but there is no problem in harassing and interrupting the opponent.

The monk Tianlong was interrupted by the Thunder Prison Fist, and Zhao Xiaobao recovered instantly, pushing away Bai Juan and pulling the golden dragon's attack, temporarily resolving the crisis in front of him.

"You go quickly, I won't last long!" Zhao Xiaobao shouted urgently.

Bai Juan was pushed away, and after a short period of stunned, he understood Zhao Xiaobao's intentions, and the frozen place in his heart was instantly melted.

These people have lacked love since they were young, and they don't trust others very much. At this point, all this is changed. At least, the one in front of him can be trusted.

"I'll help you!" After saying that, Bai Juan launched an attack on the monk Tianlong.