In the void, the human body of Ah Man can't stay here for a long time.

Aman clenched his fist, although it was also extremely powerful, but compared to the main body, it was much weaker.

shook his head, saying that this level is really a bit bad, but there is no way, breaking through to the seventh-layer Hongmeng Mountain and Sea True Body, and it is not possible now.

"Let's go, Zhang Yao, the force of the squeezing here is beyond the reach of my body. ”

Ah Man slashed into the void with one palm, but he couldn't break through the space, and he was a little depressed, you know, he came in at that time, but he pulled it casually, and he tore open the void channel, such a comparison, it is impossible not to be disappointed.

"Hurry up, Aman hates it!" Aman urged.

Zhang Yao glared at her and said disdainfully, "Who is to blame, if it weren't for you, would this place be like this?"

That's right, it stands to reason that even if Aman's physical strength has dropped a lot, it is not completely impossible to break through the void, in the final analysis, it is Gu who has strengthened a wave, and the culprit is a certain barbarian.

After saying that, Zhang Yao opened the void passage, and Ah Man jumped in with a black face, without even looking back, as if he was protesting silently.

There are many ways to solve it, but if someone is lazy, who is to blame?

"Hey, you go slowly, do you have any ideas to discuss next time? ”

Zhang Yao chased after him, but when everyone appeared in the outside world, suddenly the main hall of the Xihai Crystal Palace was instantly silent.

Something terrible seems to have happened.

Zhang Yao opened the exit of the space passage in the Crystal Palace, but he didn't think too much about it, after all, Mingyue and the turtle spirit were still here.

But when the sentence was still echoing, Ah Man put on an offensive posture.

What's the situation?

Zhang Yao looked around and found that something was indeed wrong, what were those bald boys doing?

Is that one lying on the ground, crushed by a huge purple gold hammer, a turtle? And Mingyue, where is it?

Didn't you let her stay in the West Sea to help the turtle spirit solve some small problems, so unreliable?

And what are these monks doing?

In the sky above the main hall, a huge swastika seems to seal this West Sea Crystal Palace?

What about Joan? Just took over the West Sea, and then disappeared, is there such an irresponsible sea emperor?

It's been stolen by someone, and they don't show their faces, what kind of trouble is this?

Spit and complain, but Feng Xi couldn't bear it when he saw that the turtle spirit was pressed back to the prototype, and there was a huge purple gold hammer on his back.

The turtle spirit only admits that he is the dog leg of the goddess, and the action of gathering stars one by one back then, as well as the attitude of licking the dog all the time by Feng Xi's side, it is not there to say that Feng Xi has no feelings.

Who's in charge, now the turtle is pressed to the ground and can't move, looking at the blood stains on the side of the mouth, as well as the closed eyes, and the weak breathing, all showing that the turtle spirit has a life hanging by a thread.

And this situation also reminds Feng Xi of some unbeautiful memories, these bald donkeys, no matter where they are, are annoying existences!

With a sinister face, she doesn't care what these monks are doing!

A dark green seed appeared out of thin air on the turtle spirit's back that had been smashed by the purple gold hammer.

In an instant, the majestic vitality quickly recovered the injuries in the turtle spirit's body.

At the same time, with the contact of the seed of life, Feng Xi's face was a little ugly.

This purple gold hammer Buddha treasure actually crushed the bones of the turtle spirit's body, and at the same time deprived the turtle spirit of the power of the bloodline!

That's what those bald donkeys with lotus mouths did!

And these three hundred and sixty bald donkeys, each of them has Taiyi Ming Dao cultivation, no wonder the turtle spirit has no power to resist.

The turtle spirit broke through to the Great Xuanwu or Feng Xi helped to succeed recently.

Even if it is a divine beast Xuanwu, it is still unrealistic to have one enemy of three hundred and sixty in the same realm.

Moreover, these monks are all cultivators at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal!

I felt a wave carefully, you are a Buddha who is equal to all living beings, these three hundred and sixty monks are actually half human race and half immortal race!

Sure enough, all laws are empty, and you don't even care about racial hatred?

And this purple gold hammer, why does it have the function of depriving the bloodline? Didn't the turtle spirit return to the identity of the patriarch of the Xuanwu clan? These bald heads are really not afraid of offending the Xuanwu clan?

The turtle spirit with the seed of life embedded in its back is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, the crushed bones are growing again, and the broken turtle shell is squeezing the hammer out of the back little by little.

And these movements did not attract the attention of the group of monks who were putting up a large array of Buddhism.

It's just that one of the monks seemed to feel something, and opened his eyes to look at this place.

Just this glance, my mind was confused, but I was quickly calmed by this pure Buddha qi and concentrated on the formation.

However, the old monk of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm who was the leader was indeed aware of this abnormality.

And when Aman saw Feng Xi make a move, he naturally put away his thoughts and observed on the side. E-book house

"These bald heads, every time they appear, they don't do anything good, they like to bully people, they like to bully more and less? Fengxi, that's your follower, you just let them go?"

Ah Man said, Feng Xi has rarely made a move, the main thing is that she is not a creature of the ancient realm, and naturally she doesn't want to be dyed with extra cause and effect, but she has been bullied to the top of her head, can she bear it?

"Hmph~" The sound of Qinglie made those monks who were wholeheartedly operating the formation vomit blood.

The formation was broken in an instant, and the middle monks also glared angrily, obviously having committed the precept of anger.

"This is the cultivation of you enlightened monks? This is your strength? This is the way you do your despicable actions?"

Feng Xi has always been able to use his hands and not force much, and the reason why he made mocking words was that the cultivation of these people was really not enough, and he didn't take them seriously at all.

The second thing is that these dog things are indeed sick to their stomachs when they see them, which is too disgusting.

The old monk led by him is already in the realm of the Ming King in Buddhism, and his cultivation of breaking the Dao was actually broken by the other party's mana and forcibly interrupted his luck, which shows that his cultivation is superb.

But before the old monk could speak, the purple gold hammer on the turtle spirit's back broke through the air, as if it was rebounded by a huge force.

Feng Xi glanced at the purple gold hammer rolling to the side with disgust, ignoring the old Ming King who wanted to explain.

"The seniors have a misunderstanding......

Before the old king could finish speaking, on the turtle spirit's back, the life seed on the Xuanwu tortoise shell suddenly emitted a full three hundred and sixty dark green divine light in all directions.

Each one accurately fell into the eyebrows of the three hundred and sixty monks, and in the entire hall, the golden light of the previous golden light array had already dissipated, replaced by a strange dark green.

At first glance, it is full of evil spirits.

And these three hundred and sixty monks were linked together by the dark green divine light, and the place where the divine light converged was on the back of the turtle spirit.

"Good job~ Why have I never seen you use this hand? What is this trick called?"

Ah Man estimated the strength of Feng Xi's shot, and found that this black-bellied woman still had a hand, but quietly glanced at Qingfeng, but found a look of disdain in her eyes.

From this point of view, it is not that Feng Xi is too weak, but that Qing Feng does not look down on her various means, such as the power of space, and then the life attribute spell at this time.

"Since some people don't feel comfortable living, there's no need to waste resources. Isn't it that all laws are empty? Isn't it the boundless sea of bitterness that turns back to the shore? The emperor will help them get out of the sea of suffering today and go to bliss as soon as possible.

What you don't need, leave it to those who need it!"

As soon as Feng Xi's words fell, the Buddhas who were still trying their best to resist the invasion of the divine light were shocked to find it.

Their own cultivation, their own flesh and blood essence, their own divine soul power, and the power of faith that should flow into their bodies endlessly in the Buddha Kingdom, as well as the power of merit to a greater or lesser extent.

At the same time as Feng Xi's words fell, they were pulled out of the body by the divine light.

And these powers, which are constantly absorbed by that life.

The turtle spirit suddenly floated, and although its eyes were still closed, its brows were already stretched.

And the sad turtle shell is constantly infused with pure vitality by life, exuding a pale golden light.

And the divine light didn't care about the horror on the faces of the Buddhas at this time, they struggled, they began to fear, but they couldn't make a sound in their throats.

It seems that Feng Xi can do it, and he doesn't want to listen to these people forcing Lai Lai.

This group of bald donkeys, a typical double-standard dog, will not say a word if they can beat it, and they can't beat it.

She knew their habits too well, so she got everything done early in the morning.

Sorry, don't sell regret medicine!

Excuse me, I don't listen to Wang Ba's recitation!

It's not a group of people, but the beliefs are the same, so let's count it as a group.

There are three hundred and sixty monks, and the minimum cultivation is all in the realm of King Ming, which means that all the Buddhist masters who appear here are Buddha-level masters.

In other words, all of these people have the Buddha Kingdom in their hands.

It's just right, the turtle spirit is lazy, and he doesn't care much about cultivation, so he can make up for it now.

The pure Buddha power is constantly being extracted, the relics are broken one by one, the flesh and blood that have been tempered by thousands of tempers are tempered little by little, and in the palm of the Buddha's country, the remaining power of faith is endlessly extracted regardless of it, and some faithful believers have gone crazy.

However, the life on the back of the turtle spirit is rooted on its turtle shell, sprouting, and blooming a pure white flower.

When these people really didn't have any energy in their bodies, the divine light broke the link.

And the original high-ranking monks and Buddhas, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, have been black and blue, like hungry ghosts who have been sucked up and overindulged.

The old Ming King, who was originally in good spirits, was already out of breath and less in breath.

And among these seven to eight crooked monks, a young king who looked handsome in the past, buried his head deeply with a complicated expression.

And above the turtle spirit's back armor, a three-dimensional nine-square grid is suspended on it, and in the nine palaces, with the endless injection of vitality, some things are slowly consolidating.

"Xuanwu is really a holy beast, and it's hard for that guy to find some good things. ”

Zhang Yao looked at the first condensed object on the turtle spirit's back and let out a sigh of emotion.