Aunt Butterfly is no match for the Master of Illusion; Although the butterfly god in her body is stronger than Zhu Tong's, it is much inferior to the butterfly god three months ago, and the most powerful heart training inflammation cannot be used, and the magic power contained in the butterfly mask can only be used by three percent.

In addition, he was injured and weak just now, and he didn't dare to take a move, so he could only rely on his light body to dodge in the waves of whirring fist power.

Zhu Tong has become Aunt Die's biggest burden, on the one hand, she has to dodge, but also to cover Zhu Tong from being robbed or injured by the old monk, and she was almost hit after only supporting a few moves.

The Void Illusion Master had such a powerful vision, and immediately saw her weakness, and attacked Zhu Tong with a move, leading Aunt Butterfly to fight with him.

This is fatal, Aunt Die blocked two moves with a woodcutter, and the woodcutter was knocked away; Empty Fantasy was full of energy, and his fists came out together, blocking Aunt Die out of the circle with one punch, and hitting Zhu Tong's chest with a strong punch.

Aunt Die screamed, her left hand flashed black, and she desperately pounced towards the void, completely in a posture of fighting for her life. She thought that Zhu Tong would become a waste person if he didn't die this time; Although the friendship between the two is not deep, the Miao people are chivalrous and can give everything for their friends.

A smile appeared on the empty illusion's face, turned around and flashed Aunt Die's left hand, and Fu Hu's fist turned into a flower finger, pointing at Aunt Die's eyebrows.

Aunt Die's moves are all self-comprehended, the body method is old, without the cooperation of the butterfly god, where is the opponent of the Buddhist kung fu that has infiltrated the world for thousands of years. Seeing the empty fingertips gradually getting bigger, my heart was miserable, and I closed my eyes and waited for death.

However, this finger has not yet arrived.

Aunt Die's right hand was held, and the connection between the butterfly gods made her understand that this hand belonged to Zhu Tong.

Seeing this, Kong Xuan held his fingers and retreated under the yew tree, while Zhu Tong turned the black needle with his right hand and looked at her with a smile: "Aunt Die, are you okay?" ”

"You're not a dead ......" Aunt Die glanced at him, and suddenly stopped talking, and her eyes showed a light of surprise. As soon as she realized it, the white butterfly in her body quickly moved to the palm of the hand she was holding, and hugged Zhu Tong's black butterfly god.

Aunt Die's mind was smart, and she stuffed the divine amber in the palm of the two of them. The black and white butterfly gods moved in, and the hunting and hunting qi flowed to the two of them with the fragrance of flowers.

"Shhhh I wish the people in the door are dead, and they will not be so cowardly. Zhu Tong put his finger in front of his eyes and said to the empty illusion: "Monk, come again, let's learn the Golden Buddha Miracle Technique." As long as you can beat us, the dragon and phoenix stars will be yours. ”

"Is that true?" Empty Illusion had just been given a needle, and he didn't feel anything unusual except for the pain in his heart. He was confident that Zhu Tong's kung fu was not enough, and he also hit him in the chest, although it felt a little strange...... Afraid of what? Forgive him for not being able to become a fine at a young age, even if he adds the woman with the butterfly mask, it is easy to deal with.

"I'm the head of the Zhumen family, and I must be the one who speaks. Unlike some eminent monks, they seem to be kind and good-looking, and they do some things like stealing chickens and dogs. Zhu Tong straightened his waist and made a noble appearance.

But he looked at the Living Buddha of Soonda uneasily: "You won't be the same as him, right?" ”

"I don't care about your business, remember, you have to pick me up three times in a while." Soonda took two steps back and looked at Zhu Tong with interest; The empty illusion hit his palm, and the living Buddha saw it in his eyes and listened to it, and he was surprised that Zhu Tong was unharmed, at this moment, Zhu Tong only had a little meaning in his eyes.

"In this way, the poor monk was offended. Amitabha, look at the pestle! ”

The empty illusion of the sound of the Buddha, pulled up on the spot, his left hand was a fist, and his right hand took out a black medicine pestle, shaking out pieces of virtual shadows to cover the past.

Fang Yuan's three zhang was full of energy, and only then did he see the true strength of the Buddhist monks.

Zhu Tong floated with the strong wind, like a butterfly in the wind without any weight.

Aunt Butterfly danced with him, snuggled up to him like a little woman, and the two of them held hands and swirled around the void, dashing in the light and shadow of the red lantern; Seeing a living Buddha of Soonda intoxicated, I can't wait to join the battle group immediately and fight happily.

After more than a dozen moves, Zhu Tong's true qi and Aunt Butterfly were successfully integrated in one place, and there was no longer the slightest obstacle between gestures; He roared excitedly, flashed a black needle in his right hand, and said to the pale illusion: "Monk look at the needle." ”

So, there was nothing else in front of him, and the black needle went from one to two, and then to three, and to five, and to a black shadow, and finally like a black mist wrapped him in the middle.

The empty illusion can only dance the ebony medicine pestle into a ring, cover itself in it, and guard the door; This is the golden bell jar of Buddhism's miracle technique, that is, in the posture of a turtle with a shrunken head, to resist the irresistible needle shadow in Zhu Tong's hand.

The time was so long, and every second of the illusion felt like an unbearable torture for him; This feeling was already strange to him, like the remorse that had been experienced decades ago.

He couldn't understand everything that was happening around him at all, Zhu Tong and the woman in black were obviously second-rate skills, and when they joined forces, they were powerful super-first-class masters. He couldn't see it at all, Aunt Die only flew with Zhu Tong, and did not attack, everything was just Zhu Tong alone, the power of a needle.

In the end, the illusion is a senior master, and he knows that going on like this is a dead end; Putting aside the ebony medicine pestle, the hands are flipped over, and the front is stretched forward to divide into the palm of the treasure bottle; shouted loudly and cast a trick to force Zhu Tong to compete with internal force.

"Haha, it's late, monk, please."

Zhu Tong and Aunt Die landed three meters away, looking at the empty illusion with a smile, and with a hand of indifference, the substantial treasure bottle air column passed through the middle of the two, hitting a bush behind them, and swept out a large mess.

"The poor monk hasn't lost yet."

Unconvinced, Soonda grabbed him: "You've already lost, voila." "Point on his chest.

There was a large Chinese character, an ancient seal script, written in his own blood.

The illusion touched the earlobe, and it was really wet.

"Fantasy, you shouldn't be obsessed, hateful." Soonda said solemnly: "I wish the head of the family is right, treasures should not be collected, let alone enshrined. In the hands of Zhu Zhang, the dragon and phoenix stars can play the greatest role. The Buddha once sacrificed his life to feed eagles, and he had long seen that skin as lighter than dust. What Buddhist disciples want to inherit is the Buddha's empty wisdom of life and death, and the compassionate heart of all sentient beings, not the superficial skin of the golden body of relics. With a pure mind, all the Dharma is like an illusion, and it follows the fate. ”

The illusion is like lightning striking the top, sweating and wetting the monk's clothes, meditating on the spot, and there is no word or deed.

Zhu Tong didn't dare to let go of Aunt Die's hand, and said to Suo Wenda: "The living Buddha is so enlightened, the covenant of three moves ......"

"The three-trick covenant still has to be made. I wish the master, the bamboo Taoist priest has left; From now on, you will be the magic mirror of Soonda, and the victory and defeat will be like mine, and the more you fight, the better. Om, well, what, horn, mic, boom! The first move, turn the sea of fire! ”

The sea of fire turns, turn a fart, don't run yet!

Zhu Tong tasted the taste of the snow pit, pulled up Aunt Butterfly and fled.

But it was too late, no matter how far they flew, a strange light flashed around them, and everything from the sky to the land was covered in flames.

If it is a bamboo Taoist priest, you must be able to see that all this is half an illusion, half of which is a spatial gathering formed by the powerful cultivation of the Living Buddha of Sounda to bless the fire element in nature with the Moro prison seal.

Tibetan Esoteric believes that everything in the world is composed of earth, fire, water, wind, and air, which is also the basis of the cultivation of the Living Buddha of Soonda.

The bamboo Taoist priest is not confused, because his Taoist heart is strong and not confused by external demons, and he can break this trick with the Taoist Yin and Yang Five Elements Mutual Restraint Technique.

But Zhu Tong and Aunt Die do not have the same profound cultivation as the Bamboo Daoist, and although they are powerful when combined with Aunt Die, they only use the magic power of the Butterfly God at a certain level, and they can't see through the illusion in front of them at all.

Moreover, the sea of fire turned to the heat and flowed sideways, and after a long time, the two little butterflies were the most afraid of heat and cold, and shrunk into a ball in the divine amber, and with it, Zhu Tong and Aunt Die's body gradually slowed down.

Zhu Tong's temperament has always been that he will not wait for death, and he knows that the more he is at this time, the more calm he must be; He took out the seven pieces of loose smear on his hand and struck them out with one palm.

A few flames erupted from the sea of fire, rolling upside down. The heat wave hit people, and Zhu Tong hurriedly retreated.

Take a closer look: although the sea of fire made him feel hot, the clothes on his body were not scorched.

Perhaps, it looks very powerful here, but in fact, it is not as good as the sea of fire that the Miao people burned with charcoal in the square!

Zhu Tong's heart swelled with uncertain realization: Is the sea of fire around him also fake? Is the Living Buddha Sounda a False Fraud? The snow pit just now turned ......

Little liars like scams the most, and have never experienced this level of deception; So, curiosity overpowered fear, took Aunt Butterfly to put out the fire, and stretched out the dragon star to the brightest part of the sea of fire.

The brightest part of the sea of fire is the core of fire, where the wind is surging, and it is the eyes of Sounda.

The Living Buddha didn't know how Zhu Tong found his true body, and when he saw the black dragon star coming in, the slightest cold current pierced the flames. Thinking that Zhu Tong could see through the depth of the sea of fire, he laughed and dodged away, and the Moro prison seal closed and put away the sea of fire.

He didn't know that there was actually no strength at all on the black needle, and as long as he flicked it lightly, he could dissolve the temptation of the little liar.

The cold wind of Nanhua Mountain blew away the sea of fire, and Zhu Tong breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Sounda again, with the red lantern in his hand.

Aunt Die originally thought that she was going to be burned to death, but she didn't expect Zhu Tong to be so capable, and she didn't expect Zhu Tong to say a sentence as soon as she came out of the fire: "Living Buddha, you are lying to people." ”

"Liar?" Suo Wenda pondered for a moment, and his eyebrows spread out a smile line: "It turns out that what the Bamboo Daoist said is right, Zhu Zhangmen is really a great magic mirror." ”

"What did the bamboo Taoist say?" Zhu Tong immediately thought that it was not by accident that Soonda found him, nor for Liu Yilan, or even for the Golden Buddha Gate.

"Fantasy, you go first; Sounda and Zhu Zhangmen also have two tricks, with your cultivation, the disciples will increase their troubles. Soonda didn't answer Zhu Tong, but wanted to send the Void Illusion Master away.

Empty Illusion had no choice but to say "Amitabha", picked up the big fire wheel and the Wuwei monk one by one, and turned around in a daze. Before leaving, he glanced at Zhu Tong, and there was reluctance in his eyes.

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