Just as Sun Buer and Tao Jie were talking, a roar sounded, and Qiangpa Gyatso's body sunk deep in the earth also jumped out of the ground.

"The little doll is in good repair." Qiangpa Gyatso looked at Sun Buji and grinned, but this smile was weird and uncomfortable to look at.

Sun Buer's small eyes widened, and Wu Zi stood in front of Tao Jie and protected her behind him and said, "What do you want to do when you kidnap her from a dead bald donkey?" ”

"This girl is destined for the Happy Buddha of my Tantric Buddhism, and this monk just wants to cross her out of the world."

Tao Jie heard Qiangpa Gyatso say this, and hurriedly retorted: "Don't listen to him. This Tufan monk just kept saying that he wanted to double cultivate with me, and he also said that he would kill me afterwards! ”

When Sun Buer heard this, the anger on his face was even worse, and he scolded Qiangpa Gyatso: "Dead bald donkey, why are you still thinking about this kind of thing at such an old age, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to lift it up when the time comes?" ”

"The little doll said and laughed, this monk has the blessing of supreme Buddhism, and has practiced penance for many years, and his body is still young."

"Dead bald donkey, you stink, it's been a long time since you've taken a bath!"

"This monk has just ...... in the river"

"Dead bald donkey, if you're so hungry, why don't you call a prostitute?"

"This monk's practice pays attention to cleanliness ......"

"By the way, why don't you go on a date with a dead bald donkey, can you use WeChat? What about Momo? The little penguin will always be there! ”

Qiangpa Gyatso's face was already gloomy, and he looked at the chattering Sun Buji and shouted angrily: "Have you said enough about your descendants!" Open and close your mouth is a dead bald donkey, there is no end! ”

What Sun Buji wanted was to provoke Qiangpa Gyatso. Although the opponent's cultivation is a cut above his own, the cultivators at the peak of the B-level have a lot of means, and if they can disturb the opponent's mind, then the chance of successfully rescuing Tao Jie will also increase a lot.

So after Qiangpa Gyatso was furious, Sun Buer continued to mutter: "Dead bald donkey, the crotch is not good, and the temper on the mouth is not small!" ”

In this way, Qiangpa Gyatso didn't bother to continue talking to Sun Buer, and came to Sun Buer with one hand.

Sun Buer is not tall, only 1.65 meters tall. He was standing in front of Tao Jie at this time, even a few inches lower than the girls.

It was precisely because of his height that he was at a disadvantage that Qiangpa Gyatso just jumped up slightly and covered Sun Buji's round head with a big hand.

But Qiangpa Gyatso's palm fell into the air at the next moment, and I saw that Sun Buer in front of him had long since disappeared.

Sun Buji burrowed into the ground before Jampa Gyatso's palm landed on him. The soil in the wilderness here is very loose, and it can be said that it can be done in a second to perform the art of retreat in such a place.

Before Jampa Gyatso could react, the ground beneath his feet sank again, and his ankles were buried in the dirt again.

At this time, Sun Buer quickly got out of the land behind Qiangpa Gyatso, and at this time he was holding an iron rake in his hand, which was simple in style, and there were black and broken strips of cloth wrapped around the end of the position, which could be seen to be a bit historical.

This is indeed the case, how could a young sect master of a sect not have a decent weapon by his side. This iron rake is called Hoe He, and its name is a bit literary but it is a ninth-order spiritual weapon. It is said that this iron rake was soaked in the blood of ancient spirit beasts for a full forty-nine days after it was forged, and even caused a vision of heaven and earth when the final blade was opened.

Sun Bu'er held the hoe and iron rake and jumped out of the ground at the same time as it smashed towards the back of Qiangpa Gyatso, this hoe directly attracted the surrounding aura, and the hoe also burst out with an earthy yellow light under the blessing of the aura.

Qiangpa Gyatso also found the other party's trace at the next moment when Sun Buji appeared, only to see that he slapped his hands on the ground, and all the mud around him was blown away, and Qiangpa Gyatso's body suddenly turned at this time, and he was already facing Sun Buer's hoe and iron rake with both hands.

After a loud bang, Qiangpa Gyatso was directly smashed by Sun Buer's hoe and flew more than ten meters away.

Such a result should be enough to make people happy, but Sun Buji frowned. Yes, this blow seemed to have the upper hand, but it actually made his heart even heavier.

Because Gyatso was too strong, this strength exceeded Sun Buji's expectations.

As a ninth-grade spiritual weapon, and it is also an offensive spiritual weapon, its power is so domineering that ordinary spiritual cultivators can resist. Although Sun Bu'er couldn't exert all the power of the hoe iron rake because of his own low realm, the spiritual cultivation below the C-level realm just now had no chance of surviving.

However, Jampa Gyatso stubbornly carried out his attack with his own hands, and he was not injured except for being smashed by himself.

Jampa Gyatso shook his body, patted the dust off his body and stood up from the ground. Just now, he had formed the Vajra Arhat Seal in his hand, so the strength of that palm would be several times greater than usual.

However, relying on the Vajra Arhat seal alone was not enough to withstand Sun Buji's attack, and it was the string of beads around his neck that he was able to retreat under the iron rake.

Qiangpa Gyatso looked at Sun Bu'er and said with a smile: "This iron rake is good, and the other Qiankun bags on your waist are also high-quality spiritual weapons." The monk has taken a fancy to it, little doll, as long as you give these two things to the monk and don't interfere in this matter, then the monk can spare your life. ”

Sun Buer had a colorful cloth bag pinned to his waist, which looked a little old. However, this bag is not a mundane thing, but a fifth-class spiritual artifact. The Qiankun bag can store all non-living things, and Sun Buer's Qiankun bag was given to him by his own old man himself, Sun Buer's Qiankun bag is more than twice the capacity of the ordinary Qiankun bag, this colorful and green looks a little old cloth bag can hold six cubic meters of things, and the weight will not exceed five catties.

Sun Buer's eyes widened a lot after hearing Qiangpa Gyatso's words, and after he laughed, he said disdainfully: "I see that your head is also very good, as long as you give it to me, I will help you find a feng shui treasure to bury." You say it's good! ”

"I'll let you get away with it." Jampa Gyatso smiled sadly and removed the silver box from the string of beads.

"Since you don't know whether to live or die, then this is the end of the warm-up!" As he spoke, Jampa Gyatso also opened the silver box in his hand and took out the white transparent bead from inside.

Tao Jie, an ordinary person, couldn't recognize the mystery in this bead, but Sun Buer, a knowledgeable and knowledgeable young sect master of the Tuxing Sect, recognized the origin of the bead at the first sight of this bead.

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