"Donor, you're enchanted. ”

The sturdy monk shook his head slightly at Wu Tie from afar, his mouth was thundering, and he scolded loudly: "The sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore...... Enter my red lotus and protect you. ”

Wu Tie looked at the sturdy monk with the eyes of a fool: "You guys, do you want to die?"

Wu Tie repeated his words again.

The face of the strong monk became extremely serious, he stared at Wu Tie solemnly, a trace of golden light erupted from his mouth, and he pointed at Wu Tie and shouted: "Evil Demon Outer Dao, forbidden!"

A powerful force struck in the void, and Wu Tie faintly saw an almost transparent, golden dragon-shaped shackle, silently winding towards him. This shackle had dozens of claws, each of which flashed with a faint golden light, and the teeth and claws were buckled towards Wu Tie's whole body.

Wu Tie scolded with a gloomy face, his left hand flashed with a faint white light, and he slapped it with a thousand robbers.

With a 'hum' sound, the golden dragon shackles vibrated violently, and a large amount of glow and rui qi erupted from the shackles that were dozens of zhang long, and countless runes swirled wildly, and the mana inside this strange shackle was beaten into chaos, twisting and convulsing and falling from the air.

'Boom', the sea below splashed dozens of feet high, and the golden dragon shackles were extremely heavy, and quickly sank towards the bottom of the sea.

The stout monk was stunned, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the sea, and shouted a spell.

The golden dragon shackles flashed with spiritual light, and they wanted to take off into the air, but the Wu Tie Wanhua robber almost scattered all the prohibitions and formations in its body, and this shackle was like a grass snake that had been shaken off its vertebrae, struggling and beating wildly, but it couldn't fly back into the air.

"The demon flame is blazing, my Buddha is merciful, for the livelihood of the people in the world, the poor monk can only use thunder means to subdue demons and eliminate demons. The sturdy monk looked at Wu Tie with a gloomy expression, a sad and compassionate look, and then sighed heavily.

"Donor, give you one last chance, it's not too late to get lost!" the sturdy monk pointed at Wu Tie solemnly.

Wu Tie looked at the great monk with a gloomy face, and roared angrily: "Monk, report your name!"

The sturdy monk was stunned, and then laughed: "It's the poor monk who is rude, the poor monk is the chief disciple of the King Kong Hall of the Yehuo Red Lotus Temple, Fanlong, and he is the first contemporary Vajra protector of the Yehuo Red Lotus Temple, and has attained the Bodhisattva position, and is called the 'Battle Zun Victory Bodhisattva'." ”

Wu Tie continued to have a gloomy face, and said in a cold voice: "Fan Long? Fan Kun said that his body is a Kunpeng, what is your great origin?"

Fan Long smiled slightly, nodded and said, "The poor monk is not from an unusual background, but a decent human race...... It's just that when the poor monk was young, he was used by the ancestor of the lay family to refine his body with the essence blood of an ancient candle dragon, and obtained the power of the candle dragon. ”

Wu Tie nodded: "Do you have a common ancestor?

Fan Long kept nodding with a simple and honest face: "Ranye, a poor monk and layman, is the lord of the Sui Chaofeng Country...... Feng is the surname of the Sui Dynasty, and the Feng Country is the ancient Feng Country that existed when the Sui Dynasty was established, and it is a close branch of the Sui Dynasty royal family. ”

Wu Tie nodded clearly: "I see, Fanlong, if you cause trouble to this king today, you are not afraid that this king will kill you in the future?"

An evil fire in Wu Tie's heart was 'soaring', his eyes were bloodshot, looking at Fan Long's eyes, extremely cruel, tyrannical, really like a crazy demon, even the last trace of humanity in his eyes was extinguished.

He was in a hurry to recover Pei Feng, Bai Wen, Bai Wu and others couldn't speak, Fan Long brought a large group of people to stab a knife, the evil fire in Wu Tie's heart, eager to burn this heaven and earth out of a hole.

Fan Long smiled and shook his head: "Donor, you can't do it." ”

Wu Tie looked at him coldly: "You say, this king can't do it?"

Fan Long nodded seriously: "Yes, donor, you can't do it, do you know, how many king gods are there in my Wind Country, how many heavenly gods, and how many ancient 'ancient treasures' suppress luck? You are a barbarian country, you ...... Can't do it. ”

A scream came, and the Yin Yang Dao man slammed out from behind Wu Tie.

The black and white aura flickered, and a Dapeng bird covering a radius of tens of thousands of miles rushed out of a small thin-necked treasure bottle, flashing black and white light all over its body, and when it opened its mouth, it was black and white thunder that hit Fan Long.

Fan Long smiled contemptuously and shook his head gently at Wu Tie.

He reached out and grabbed it towards the black and white thunder.

The moment the black and white thunder touched Fan Long's palm, the thunder dissipated, and wisps of black and white innate aura flowed down Fan Long's arm and his body.

Fan Long chuckled and said, "The pearl of rice grains also shines...... But that's it. ”

Before the words fell, the black and white qi that had covered the dragon suddenly tightened, and the innate yin and yang two gas cylinders suspended behind the yin and yang dao people let out a cold roar, and countless black and white runes erupted in the body of the bottle, turning into a yin and yang two-color vortex towards the dragon cover.

Fan Long's face changed slightly, he let out a low roar, and his body, which was originally about ten zhang tall, suddenly swelled to about a thousand zhang.

A brilliant dragon horn was born on the top of his head, and dazzling dragon scales were born all over his body, and his head also became a simple and desolate dragon head shape. It was a very strange dragon head, with deep sunken eye sockets, eyes closed, but a large candle standing in the middle of its forehead, and a fist-sized lamp burning at the top.

"Be merciful!" Fan Long opened his eyes violently and chanted loudly towards Wu Tie!

'Compassion for the heart', just these four words, turned into a rolling sound, rolling and spreading to all directions of the universe.

Wu Tie was rushed by this sound, and suddenly the black and white aura around him rolled violently, Wu Tie himself, as well as the Yin and Yang Dao people around him, trembled, and spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

"Turn back to the shore!" Fan Long couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw Wu Tie and the Yin Yang Dao people looking so weak, especially when he saw the black and white qi spewing out of Wu Tie's side being burned into wisps of green smoke by the fierce fire around him.

"Martial King, the catastrophe is coming, you ...... What are you hesitating about?" Fan Long laughed loudly and said, "Only by taking refuge in my Red Lotus Temple can you protect your people, your relatives, and the people and things you value and have heartaches. ”

"Take refuge, or, with the annihilation of all things you value, what else do you have to hesitate about?"

"My Buddha is compassionate, good, good...... King Wu, you act fiercely and cruelly, viciously and ruthlessly...... You're truly demon-possessed......"

Fanlong talked eloquently, and here he loudly criticized Wu Tie's mistakes.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, and then, his body swelled again.

In an instant, Wu Tie swelled to a height of 36,000 zhang, and slowly smashed down towards Fan Long with a punch.

"This king is also merciful, and help you to be free!"