She stopped abruptly to everyone's surprise, and they looked at each other, even talking to each other in words she didn't understand. Tang Jue didn't give them too much time, and soon called the green shoots and blue sky to come out, while Nangong Yi was always in the dark and didn't show up.

The green shoots came out soon, but the blue sky never came out, but Tang Jue didn't have time to know what was going on now, she knew that Nangong Yi was coming, and she was a lot more relieved.

The battle was quick and brutal, but she still underestimated the strength of these people, especially the old monk, who took out three small black pennants, which actually shone with a dark metallic luster, some like tungsten steel, and some not.

After the old monk took out the small flag, these people suddenly had hideous and terrifying tattoos on their faces, as if some power had been stimulated in an instant, Tang Jue couldn't help but snort in his heart, and secretly thought that it seemed that he had underestimated these people.

Nangong Yi whispered in her ear: "These people should be assimatic monks in India. ”

Fakirs? Tang Jue had heard this word before, and knew that there was a group of monks who abused their bodies to temper their will, but he couldn't understand why these ascetics appeared here, and whether they also came here for the "Seven Star Ghost Lotus".

For a moment, Tang Jue felt that he had made a wrong decision, if these people were really ascetics, they wouldn't even care about their bodies, and the more they hurt them, the more excited they would be. Tang Jue wasn't going to hurt their lives, just find a way to abolish their cultivation, but now. It was as if it had entered a never-ending situation.

After the white-robed old monk threw out three small flags, all the monks sat in a circle and chanted the scriptures. Nangong Yi was already standing beside Tang Jue, but Tang Jue was in a hurry and suddenly pushed out of the circle.

The old monk took out a bottle, poured out some viscous black liquid from it, and smeared it on his face, then took off his robe and smeared it on his body. Tang Jue found that he also had tattoos on his body, tattooed with tangled vines and large blooming lotus flowers. Although the lotus flower is very beautiful, it is really ...... tattooed on an old monk's body It's unsightly.

However, after being smeared with that fishy, viscous liquid, the lotus flower suddenly came to life. Swing with the wind. Or maybe it's not very windy at this time. It's not enough to blow the lotus at all, it's just that the lotus flower itself is swaying demonically.

While the old monk was smearing the liquid on his body, the other monks also took off their clothes while chanting the sutras, and one by one took the liquid poured from the bottle into the bowl in the old monk's hand and smeared it on his body.

It's a weird scene. There was only an unusually unpleasant, disgusting fishy smell wafting through the air. Something like rust. After a while. Tang Jue only reacted, these monks smeared human flesh and blood on their bodies, maybe it was the flesh and blood of a few companions who died just now. Come to think of it. She suddenly felt a tumbling in her stomach, but she had already vomited once in the palace just now, and now her stomach was convulsing empty, burning so badly that there was nothing more to vomit.

Tang Jue's luck and spiritual power were walking in Xiao Zhou Tian over and over again in her body, but she didn't know if it was the effect of the formation formed by these three small flags or the effect of the monks' chanting, she gradually felt that her qi was a little uncomfortable, and she wanted to stop them from moving much slower than usual. At this moment, you can die if you are slow for a second, not to mention much slower. And their set is obviously restrained and used for green shoots, green shoots were very scared at first, and then shrank into Tang Jue's body, refusing to come out again.

But fortunately, she pushed Nangong Yi out just now, and now it seems that his movements are not restricted. Soon, Nangong Yi took out a dozen talismans and pasted them on these monks one by one, but because the lotus flower on the old monk's thin body seemed to be alive, he didn't dare to stick it for a while, for fear that he would find himself.

After pasting it, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, although these monks were still chanting, but they couldn't move. At this time, Nangong Yi could concentrate on dealing with the old monk with lotus tattoos on his body. These lotus flowers are all made of an indigo dye, and there is no other color, and at this time they are swinging with the wind as if they are alive, which is indescribably weird. Nangong Yi pinched the fingers in one hand and held two talismans in the other, but he still underestimated the ability of this old monk, only to see that he suddenly shook the Zen staff in his hand, and the bell sounded together, and all the talisman paper that Nangong Yi pasted on these monks just now spontaneously combusted without fire.

Nangong Yi was startled, and unconsciously scolded: "! ”

Before he could scold any more words, the lotus flower on the old monk's body stretched out to him like a snake, Nangong Yi was so frightened that he quickly retreated, and greeted the eighteenth generation of the old monk's ancestor in his heart. At this time, Tang Jue was not trapped in the circle formed by the monks, the monks were released from their confinement, and they were smearing the black blood on their bodies, which was extremely disgusting. However, the tattoos on each monk's body after painting them seem to be alive, which makes people feel weird.

The old monk had already stood up, and the people around him automatically took his place and narrowed the encirclement. Tang Jue felt more and more uncomfortable, and in desperation, she also sat down cross-legged and recited this Buddhist scripture, she also has the true power of Buddhism in her body, even if she can't compete with what everyone reads at this time, but it's okay to offset a little. Thinking of this, Tang Jue made handprints while chanting Buddhist scriptures.

After the old monk outside the circle stood up, he walked towards Nangong Yi, and the lotus flower on his body also rolled up with Nangong Yi, and the old monk seemed to have several more hands at once. If the Blazing Sword was still in his hand at this time, Nangong Yi would not have to be afraid of him at all, and then there was no such thing in this world, and it would be very difficult for Nangong Yi to deal with it. Just when Nangong Yi was suppressed to the point that only the wolf bèi could escape, suddenly a purple lightning bolt from the sky slashed down, slashing straight at the old monk. The lotus flower that was originally dancing wildly on the old monk's body was split by this lightning and immediately withered.

The old monk screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood, but his expression became even more excited after he vomited blood.

Nangong Yi laughed: "God help me!" ”

A voice in the distance complained, "What God helps you?" It's obviously the master, I'm helping you, okay? The young man who the little red fox turned into ran quickly this way, throwing a wooden sword towards Nangong Yi as he ran!

Nangong Yi took it in his hand, pulled a sword flower, and praised: "Good sword!" Thanks! "Although this is a wooden sword, it is green and shining, and the sound of dancing like a dragon is like a dragon's groan, and the electric light on the sword is flashing, this is a good sword.

(To be continued.) )