He seemed to see an endless stream of money, flying from the distant sky, opening the way, and between heaven and earth, a golden light covered the sky.

Then, a peerless figure came from the golden light, handsome, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a sense of oppression of money emanated like a tide, and everyone only felt breathless.

"Hahaha, I'm really handsome!" Fang Ding was indulged in fantasy, unaware that a ghostly black shadow was quietly approaching.

Suddenly!

A flying knife struck from the shadows, so fast that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye, silent and silent, killing people invisibly.

Fang Ding's back was cold for no reason, he suddenly woke up from his fantasy, his whole pupils suddenly contracted, the oppressive feeling of death came, he stumbled suddenly, and the flying knife stabbed into his heart first.

Behind him, a snake-shaped throwing knife stabbed him in the back, and if he had an inch, he would have died.

"Boy, you can use your knee-jerk reaction to dodge my silver snake flying blade, the silver snake was killed by you, it seems that you didn't die unjustly!"

A voice as thick as Hong Zhong Da Lu sounded, Fang Ding turned around, and saw an old monk wearing a Buddhist robe with a blood-colored Zen bead in his hand.

"Who are you?"

Fang Ding vigilantly stared at the blood-colored Zen bead in the old monk's hand, this blood-colored Zen bead gave him a very dangerous aura.

"I am the gold medal killer of the Jade Rakshasa Organization, and I am also the master of the Silver Snake! Internationally, I have a nickname, called the Blood Buddha! ”

The old monk's voice was strong, and as he spoke, Fang Ding could feel that his realm and cultivation were very high, even above Shi Tianhe.

Jindan realm!

Fang Ding was shocked, he was only in the Grandmaster realm now, if he faced the Silver Snake again now, he could easily torture and kill the Silver Snake, in the same realm, he almost didn't care about anyone!

However, for the old monk in the Jindan realm, he only had to escape, and he couldn't even run away.

"What should I do?" Fang Ding was sweating profusely, and his heart was full of anxiety.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you anytime soon! According to the information I have, you were only in the True Yuan realm before, but now in a short period of time, you have broken through to the Grandmaster realm! You can also kill the silver snake of the Grandmaster Realm with the True Yuan Realm, you, it's not easy! ”

The old monk's sharp gaze was like an eagle's falcon, staring at Fang Ding's eyes, as if he wanted to penetrate all the secrets hidden in Fang Ding's heart!

Fang Ding's heart was horrified, and the old monk's gaze was accompanied by a soul attack, which made his mind feel a burst of pain.

"Humph! If you look into my profile, you should know my background! I'm not something you can afford to mess with! ”

Fang Ding thought about it, he could only delay time at present, secretly, he used the yin and yang qi in his body, combined with the swallowed dragon ball, to hurriedly heal his injured body!

"Humph! Boy, I did look into your profile! Your parents are not simple. Murong Jiantian, the son of Murong Shi's family, created his own Heavenly Sword, but back then, he was amazingly talented and gorgeous, and he dominated the genius of that generation! ”

The old monk paused, a trace of horror in his eyes quietly disappeared, quickly hidden, and continued.

"As for your mother, it's even more difficult!"

In Fang Ding's body, the powerful life force of the Dragon Ball was wrapped in the injured place behind his back, surrounded by yin and yang qi, and most of the wounds had been healed.

Fang Ding was overjoyed, this dragon ball is really a good thing, it is worthy of being the dragon ball of the Dragon King of the East China Sea!

"Now that you know, you still dare to make a move on me, although my parents have separated from the family, it doesn't mean that the two families don't accept me!" Fang Ding's voice gradually became domineering, "Even if you don't accept me, but the family has the arrogance of the family, if you dare to make a move on me, aren't you afraid of the revenge of the two families?" ”

In Fang Ding's left eye, the golden light line opened again, the pupil of broken illusion! In an instant, the old monk's soul attack was dissipated, and the clarity of the Lingtai was restored in his mind again.

"Huh?" The old monk sighed lightly, feeling the golden light in Fang Ding's left eye, which was not simple, and once again aggravated the soul attack.

In his hand, the blood-colored Zen beads, and the bloody breath emanated, which made people sick!

"The two great families, so what, Lao Ge has countless enemies in the world, and which person, which force, really threatens Lao Ge, don't you think that Lao Ge's Jindan cultivation is not a decoration!"

The old monk snorted coldly, and the strength of the soul attack increased again.

In Fang Ding's left eye, the golden light unexpectedly dimmed.

In his mind, some soul attacks seeped in again, and Fang Ding's heart was straight.

He didn't expect that the old monk's soul attack method would be so powerful. At the same time, the aura emanating from the blood-colored Buddha bead made him seem to be confused.

It was as if he was in a place full of blood and carnage.

On the ground, rivers of blood flowed, countless dry bones, broken arms, heads, and limbs were all over the ground, and a disgusting breath filled the heavens and the earth.

Accompanied by a terrible scream of pain, the screaming people were terrified! It's like eighteen layers of hell, bloody and terrible!

Fortunately, in Fang Ding's previous life, he had seen the gods and demons battle in the Gods and Demons Continent. The battlefield of gods and demons is comparable to the terrifying level of the eighteenth layer of hell!

"Humph! Old monk, in vain you are wearing a robe, dusting Buddha beads, and not learning the compassion and mercy of Buddhism, you are actually dignified and bent on killing, you are simply a scum in Buddhism! ”

Fang Ding shouted angrily, suppressing anger in his heart. He used his illusory pupil to see that the remnant image in the blood-colored Buddha bead was the accumulation of the resentment of the deceased after the old monk was killed.

From this, it can be seen that this old monk has killed countless people, and his methods are vicious, and his sins are so deep that they are unforgivable!

Although Fang Ding didn't have any compassion for others, he was also angry to see such a murderous madness and a madness without humanity at all!

"Ho...... I don't know how long it's been since no one dared to say that to me!

Sin, what is that! Buddhism believes in cause and effect, and worships the Buddha all year round, but what did the Buddha give them? Why don't I incarnate as a Buddha and transcend the suffering of red dust for them and ascend to bliss early?

Boy, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, that's because he doesn't know the horror of tigers! Prepare for bliss! ”

The old monk smiled gloomily, his smile was like a ghost of Shura, and a majestic aura emanated out, hitting Fang Ding's body hard.

The wound that Fang Ding was about to repair was hit hard again, and the yin and yang qi were scattered, surging in Fang Ding's body, and a sluggish aura instantly enveloped Fang Ding.

In his left eye, the golden light dimmed completely, and the Broken Illusion Pupil was forced to close for the first time!

"Ho...... Boy, you dare to threaten me with the Murong family and the Shangguan family, as long as I kill you secretly, no one will know! ”

The old monk's tone became cold, and his whole body exuded a bloody killing aura, like a bloodthirsty Shura.

The terrifying coercion forced Fang Ding to retreat step by step, and the sound of broken bones on his body clicked.

Fang Ding had nothing to do, and a sense of powerlessness filled his whole body.

This is the case in the face of Hongjun Dao people, and this is the case in the face of the Zhenwu Emperor!

Now in the face of an existence that is regarded as an ant in his eyes, it is still like this!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

Fang Ding let out a loud shout, and the furious aura surged up from around him again.

Destiny Derivation is open again!

A cyan arc of thunder surged, this time wrapped at Fang Ding's own feet, excluding the blood-colored Shura aura, and a red cone-shaped point of light hit the old monk's eyebrows like lightning.

Boom!

A foot in front of the old monk's eyebrows, a red cone-shaped point of light burst open, turning into a blood mist and scattering in all directions.

Burst!

Fang Ding spat out a mouthful of blood violently, the cyan thunder arc under his feet disappeared instantly, his jet-black hair instantly turned gray, and the aura of the whole person became even more sluggish, and he flew out directly.

The Destiny Technique has also failed!

That red cone-shaped point of light was Fang Ding's heart's work. Before he could get close to the old monk, he was destroyed by the killing power that burst out of the blood-colored Zen bead in the old monk's hand.

Fang Ding's whole person is dozens of years old, if it weren't for the dragon ball in his body, I'm afraid that he would be exhausted on the spot, and he would die!

"Boy, it's your unwisdom to challenge the old man again and again!"

I don't know when, the old monk has already arrived in front of Fang Ding. The eyes are cold and deep, and they are terrifying! On his face, there was a Shura-like smile that made people shudder!

Fang Ding was seriously injured and lay on the ground, looking depressed and slumped!

"Am I going to die again?"

Deep in his heart, a breath of death made him completely give up struggling, and his strength was still not enough after all!

Fang Ding gradually fell unconscious, and faintly, he seemed to see the old monk's blood-colored Zen beads enveloping and hovering over his head.

It seems to be overtaking him, wanting to put his soul into the blood-colored Zen beads and completely kill him.

"Who else can come to my rescue?" Fang Ding was confused, thinking of his uncle, thinking of Zhang Sanfeng, thinking of his parents Murong Jiantian, Shangguan Feiyan, and thinking of his master Fuziting......

It seems that this is how fate should be!

In a daze, he seemed to see a purple thunderbolt that fell heavily.

After that, he passed out.

"What people!"

The old monk's blood-colored Zen beads were split by this purple thunder, and the bloody aura suddenly subsided.

The power of the purple thunder, such as the life extension technique that Fang Ding burned Shou Yuan to destroy, and the cyan thunder emitted was even more powerful.

"The old monk of the Blood Buddha is doing things that hurt the heavens and reason here." The voice of the person who came spoke was like a thunderbolt angrily, and he directly made a strong shot, and several thunderbolts fell from the sky and fell directly on the old monk's body.

The old monk destroyed the blood-colored Zen beads, a blood-colored transparent enchantment, directly protecting his body and blocking the thunder.

"Zi Shenxiao!"

The old monk viciously squeezed these three words out of his mouth, and immediately, he saw a middle-aged man in a gray robe descending from the roof of a high building!

A coercive and handsome face, not angry and self-intimidating, surrounded by purple thunder arcs, a terrifying thunder court coercion, directly made the blood-colored Zen beads in the old monk's hands dim!