"Who are you?"

Bai Suzhen looked at this little monk, her eyes full of vigilance.

Bai Suzhen felt a mortal threat in the body of this little monk.

"The poor monk is called Fang Yuan. ”

The little monk said to Bai Suzhen: "Today, the old man is going to accept you demon!"

The little monk seems to have a special hatred for Bai Suzhen or the demon.

"If you want to take me, then it depends on whether you have the strength to do so!"

Bai Suzhen gritted her teeth and opened her mouth to spit out a cloud of samadhi true fire.

"Samadhi True Fire?"

Fang Yuan saw that Bai Suzhen had cast the Samadhi True Fire, and his face was a little ugly.

This Samadhi True Fire is a high-level secret technique of Taoism, and it is impossible for ordinary demons to learn it.

Generally, it is only by the Taoist apprentices who are upright that they can perform.

At this time, Fang Yuan basically knew that Bai Suzhen was not an ordinary mountain monster, but had a master and a background.

"But so what?"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Fang Yuan's eyes, what could a monster with a background do?

Monsters are not good at cultivating in the mountains to become immortals, but they want to bring disaster to the world, no matter what, it is unreasonable.

"Descend the dragon and subdue the tiger!"

Fang Yuan let out a low sigh, and then saw two phantoms of golden-bodied Arhats appear behind Fang Yuan.

The golden-bodied arhat threw himself at Fang Yuan's body, and Fang Yuan's own fair skin immediately turned golden.

"Roar~"

Fang Yuan opened his mouth and let out an angry roar, like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring.

The voice was like a huge hammer, smashing hard into Bai Suzhen's mind.

smashed Bai Suzhen into a daze, and the Samadhi Divine Fire almost dispersed.

"Demon, why don't you show up soon?"

Fang Yuan didn't know when a purple gold bowl appeared.

The bowl shone at Bai Suzhen, and suddenly a golden light shot out, enveloping Bai Suzhen under the bowl.

"Hum Mani Horn Mi Mi"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan directly began to recite the six-character mantra of Buddhism, wanting to receive Bai Suzhen in the bowl.

"Ah~"

Bai Suzhen let out a cry of pain, and then directly turned into a huge white snake, trying to escape.

But it's a pity that the purple gold bowl doesn't know what kind of treasure it is, and it only follows behind Bai Suzhen.

The suction force in the bowl became stronger and stronger, and when Bai Suzhen was about to be unable to hold on, a large whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sky.

In the midst of the whirlpool, a huge dragon claw gripped at the purple gold bowl.

"Tut-tut, why do you say that you, a big monk, can't get along with a little white snake?"

With a smile on his face, Sad Wind walked out of the whirlpool.

Yasuo stood expressionlessly behind the sad wind, not revealing a trace.

"Little White Snake?"

Fang Yuan looked at Bai Suzhen, who had appeared in his original form, dozens of meters long and close to a hundred meters, and twitched his face.

What the hell is this little white snake?

"That's right, you see that this little white snake is not even a hundred meters away, so you better release it quickly!"

When Sad Wind said this, the smile on his face was even better.

"Don't be funny, let the poor monk accept this demon!"

Fang Yuan said that a golden light appeared on the purple gold bowl again,

wants to take Bai Suzhen in.

"You monk is so annoying!"

Sad Wind stepped out as he spoke, and then directly turned into a giant dragon hundreds of meters long.

The giant dragon was condescending, looking at Fang Yuan like an ant: "I said that you released this little white snake, do you have any opinions?"

Fang Yuan: "......"

"Little White Snake...... For Sad Wind, Bai Suzhen seems to be really a little white snake......"

"It's a demon again!"

After Fang Yuan saw Sorrowful Wind's true body, sixteen Arhat phantoms appeared behind his body for a while.

After these phantoms merged into Fang Yuan's body, Fang Yuan actually turned into a golden giant with a size of hundreds of meters.

"I'll take you beast today!"

Fang Yuan said as he punched out and turned into a fist shadow in the sky.

In this fist shadow, you can faintly see the eighteen Arhats haunting it.

"Hmph~"

Sad Wind snorted coldly, and then opened his mouth: "Heitui." ”

A mouthful of thick phlegm spit out, and the dragon breath of the sad wind is a little different from the ordinary dragon breath.

The dragon's breath of the sad wind is golden, and everything it encounters has been eroded away.

"Let me see what you're capable of~"

Fang Yuan snorted coldly, and raised his fist to fight against the Sorrowful Wind in close combat.

"Hehe, I haven't been afraid of anyone in hand-to-hand combat!"

Sorrowful Wind sneered, shook his wings, and slammed directly into Fang Yuan.

Soon, the two of them fought together, and it was difficult to separate.

"Leave it to me here!"

Seeing the sad wind lure Fang Yuan away, Yasuo walked out with his unsheathed sword with a calm face at this time.

"The road to destruction is shorter than you can imagine. ”

Yasuo raised his sword at Fahai: "White girl, go find your father-in-law!"

"Then I'll leave it to you!"

Bai Suzhen said to Yasuo.

"There are quite a few people here, why don't I stay and help you?"

Xiaoqing looked at the fact that there were still a lot of Buddhist soldiers here, and said to Yasuo.

Yasuo: "No, no, you better go with the white girl to find Xu Xian!" ~"

Hearing Xiaoqing say this, Yasuo hurriedly waved his hand, joking that you killed Xiaobing, so how can I, Yasuo, play?

"Xiaoqing, let's go!"

Bai Suzhen smiled, and knew that Yasuo seemed to be bitten in the chaos of the battle to get even stronger.

Especially when there are miscellaneous soldiers.

"Well, good sister!"

Bai Suzhen took Xiaoqing to find Xu Xian, and Yasuo had already rushed into the crowd at this time.

"One thought, one sword!"

Yasuo's figure kept flickering around the monks, and then suddenly appeared behind Fahai, facing Fahai with a sword.

"Hazah!"

Contrary to Fahai's expectations, this Yasuo swung out a sword and directly threw out a tornado.

The tornado howled and struck directly at Fahai.

"Hmph~ The trail still wants to hit me?"

As soon as Fahai's figure moved and rose in the clouds, and when he was about to fly out of the tornado's range, the sword in Yasuo's hand faintly had the sound of wind, and then turned into a light and shadow and instantly appeared in the sky above Fahai.

"I'm so tired, it hurts!"

Crazy Breathless Slash, mercilessly slashed at Fahai.

As the last sword of Tempest Slash fell, Yasuo stepped forward, followed by another tornado.

Floor-to-ceiling double wind ......

"Poof~"

After Fahai was beaten by Yasuo in a row, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ahem!~"

Fahai kept coughing, and there was some fear in his heart, if it wasn't for the defensive function of his robe, he was afraid that he would be slashed by the person in front of him just now?

Just when Fahai was struggling with whether to escape, a loud bang suddenly came.

Fahai turned his head to look at the battlefield of Sorrowful Wind and Fang Yuan, and then his eyes shrank.