"Humph!"

This time it was really not light, and the punch in the mouth was still two words, mainly because he was bluffed and bit his tongue.

What is the feeling of biting the tongue of the bell jar on the tongue of the bell jar, such as people drinking water, cold and warm.

The old monk wiped the blood foam on his mouth, wrinkled and sparse white eyebrows, and his momentum changed suddenly!

If the old monk just now was more broken than the most broken old lady in the community, then now, this rickety thin body has burst out with a powerful momentum, which has far surpassed Zhao Pingfan, who was at the peak of Wuyi Mountain.

And Li Ran, who has crossed twice, is no longer the cute little engineer he was at the beginning, he has broken through the other world, fought little monsters, soaked in the fire girl, and fooled the world's Warcraft, and the little prince of cultivating immortals is not in vain.

Therefore, as soon as the coercion started, the basketball-sized spiritual power seed immediately induced, spun wildly in the empty mind, releasing bursts of spiritual power, and with supreme will, commanding every cell in his body to resist and fight!

I'm not me anymore, I don't need to bow my head!

Looking at Li Ran, who was trembling slightly, but staring at him, although the old monk was slightly surprised, he didn't care, just raised his thin hand lightly and waved his sleeves.

This swing no longer belongs to the category of martial arts, and it has neither internal strength nor reason, but in Li Ran's eyes, it is like a Buddha seal pressed down from the sky, and it is heavy and I don't know how much. The pressure on his body increased several times at the same time, the skin and flesh of his body trembled, and his bones gurgled, and in just an instant, he reached the critical point that his body could bear.

The body that is entwined with spiritual power is already full, and if it passes again, it will collapse.

Can't be soft! Otaku meets just then just! You can't just want hard steel! Li Ran shouted in his heart, agitated the last bit of strength, his mind turned, a hundred ghosts lined up, and the two instruments were formed in a large array!

At the beginning of the big array, the house suddenly had a gust of wind and fog, enveloping everything in the house, and it became a world of its own.

The dust world was filled with fog, colliding with the coercion of the old monk, and overflowing. Pity the monks and Taoists who fell into the array, there was no escape, screaming repeatedly, except for the leader Zhang Tieqian and the fat monk, the corners of their mouths were bleeding.

Only Xiao Yuanye, even Li Ran himself didn't know what the considerations were, but placed him on the side of the Shengmen. Do you still expect this little monk to help him guard the door?

Look at the old monk again, the most bitter life, in the middle of the maze, all kinds of past events, born with the array, rising with his heart, filling his sea of knowledge, he will be pulled into the illusion, go through a reincarnation.

Seeing that the old monk's eyes were gradually blurred, Li Ran's tense nerves relaxed slightly, this is it? At this level, what about a master?

As if in response to his suspicions, the old monk's body, the monk's robe named Yiyi Bell was windless and automatic, and suddenly got out of his body, flying three feet above his head, releasing bursts of Buddha light.

Li Ran's vision is good, but his knowledge is poor, seven hundred years ago, his aura was cut off, and there is no treasure in the world. The laws of heaven and earth have changed greatly, and there are 38,600 strange things that are self-generated, non-spiritual and non-treasured, divided into nine products, each with its own wonderful use.

On Wutai Mountain, a mother bell, ranked among the five products, in the past, the elders of Wutai Mountain used great magic power to draw their sleeve silk, weave nine pieces of sub-clocks, passed on to the disciples, and walked the world.

And this piece of clock on the old monk's body has his own arrogance, how can he be willing to surrender to the dust world? So there is no need to drive, hostility arises, and the Buddha rises!

Bathed in the light of the Buddha, the old monk's eyes gradually returned to clarity, with a bare washboard-like bare little body, and the yin wind swept over the only big pants on his body, so it was not cool.

Sneaking a glance at the monks and Taoists who were staring at each other in the formation, the old monk had just secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Xiao Yuanye's playful gaze scanning up and down, and he could see that his thin face was blue and purple for a while.

Turning his head to face this large array of dust, hatred rose from his heart, anger was born on the side of the gall, one finger pointed to the monk's robe, the other finger pointed to the large array, and the old voice sounded.

"Boom!"

Biting his tongue is not completely good, his words are not clear, but the shabby monk's robe seems to have received a military order, and it rises with the sound, quickly covering this ceiling and covering the body of a hundred ghosts.

Only listening to the Sanskrit sound, penetrating the dust world, straight into everyone's ears, the eyes of the monks and Taoists are no longer confused, they are all sitting on the ground, proclaiming the Buddha's name.

That's right, even the Taoist priest recited the Buddha's name! This scene, what a weird one!

Xiao Yuanye pursed his lips and furrowed his eyebrows, as if he didn't like it very much. Li Ran was in the middle of the formation, and the ghost leader was protected by the dust array, but he was not affected.

In the sound of Sanskrit, a small city gradually appeared in the house, surrounded by a moat with the thickness of noodles, and small people the size of beans were all over it, all wearing monk robes and humming Buddhist language.

The country of Little Buddha is now, with the country of Buddha, breaking the ghost world!

On the side of the Buddha, where is there a place for ghosts to live?

All the villains in the Buddha sat cross-legged, knocked on the wooden fish, and recited the scriptures. The monks and Taoists in the array, unknowingly, participated in the chorus of scriptures.

When the song is sung, a little goddess appears in the air, scattering flowers the size of rice grains, floating in the air.

What a prosperous Buddhist country!

Flowers floated on the city walls, fell in the moats, stuck on the sleeves of the Buddhas, and hit the hundred ghosts.

As soon as the flowers touched the hundred ghosts, they suddenly melted like nitric acid, and melted together with the bodies of the hundred ghosts, and the hundred ghosts howled miserably, and the figure appeared in front of them.

If this magical power is like magic power, every time it hurts a hundred ghosts, it can penetrate Li Ran, and in the howl of a hundred ghosts, Li Ran is also spurting blood, and he sits on the ground weakly.

The hundred ghosts were chaotic, the main formation was injured, and the dust array swayed, and it was about to collapse in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, a glutinous Buddhist voice sounded.

"If I hear it, the hearts of the people of the world are always chaotic, and if I sincerely recite the Buddha, then the distracting thoughts and delusions will gradually disappear......

The monks of the small Buddha country, when they heard the sound of the Buddha at first glance, were like talking about their own lives, they all stopped chanting, looked up curiously, and looked at Xiao Yuanye.

Even the celestial maidens flying in the sky stopped the celestial maidens scattering flowers, as if to distinguish them carefully.

"If you don't know how to recite the Buddha and stop delusion, and try to recite it, all kinds of delusions will appear......"

The Buddhist scriptures are clear, the Buddha country is silent, and the ghost country is stable. Xiao Yuanye is on the side of the birth gate, just like a friend of a hundred ghosts, everything is told eloquently, and it is extremely harmonious.

Listening to Yuan Ye's Buddha voice, how can the old monk not know that the same Buddha language, the Buddha's principles are contrary, and it is the real poison. If left unchecked, the Buddha kingdom will be nothing.

This time, the old monk came with pride, but he was repeatedly blocked, and he was embarrassed and miserable, and he had not encountered it for decades. If Yuan Ye is forced by Buddhism again, his eyebrows will be twisted together.

"Xiao Yuanye, do you want to help him?"

Yuan Ye Zongzi clasped his hands together and said softly, "I don't dare to talk about helping each other, but every time I see your little Buddha country, the little monk I have the desire to overtake them." Sin, sin ......"

Yuan Ye's answer seemed to have a deep meaning, and the old monk had a sharp eye, and he sneered, "All living beings are suffering, how can you get over?!" ”

"If you can't go beyond it, you will be sentenced by my judge and sent to the eighteenth layer of hell!"

Li Ran, who was sitting on the ground, squirted another mouthful of blood, and a decisive look flashed in his eyes.