The blood-colored light in the water, like a hungry wolf devouring it, almost completely engulfed Mo Jingchen and Zhang Mingxin.

Suddenly, a dark light appeared in the blood, and the blood light was torn apart, and a dark fairy sword collided with the giant axe, and the giant axe was repelled several feet.

At the same time, Mo Jingchen stepped heavily on the red blade stabbed by the lightning at the bottom of the oblique, and his feet were connected, and the deep water also shook out a circle of waves, and the blade could not hurt Mo Jingchen, but was kicked crookedly.

One foot is over, and another foot is over, Mo Jingchen stepped on both feet, each step was thicker than the other, and the water rushed to the owner of the red blade, Hongmei.

The blow was not successful, Hongmei wanted to retreat, but Mo Jingchen hit back again and again, Hongmei couldn't dodge, and hurriedly crossed the blade to the chest, dodging left and right.

In the water, how can it be so flexible. Although Hongmei avoided two bursts of water power, and the remaining water strength, Hongmei could only block it with a strong face, and the two of them were very far apart in terms of strength, and under a few blows, how could Hongmei block them all, or two blows in her body.

Hongmei snorted, her figure flashed, and she quickly retreated to the side. Mo Jingchen borrowed the power of a few kicks, and rushed upwards with his sword.

How could the Futu Gate Qu Protector let Mo Jingchen get his wish, stabilize his body in the water, the blood light of the giant axe was even stronger, and the axes and axes were connected, not all of them chopped Mo Jingchen, but sealed his upward momentum, preventing the two of them from escaping.

Mo Jingchen could only stop, and he didn't take out his sword, avoiding the axe shadows in front of him, Hongmei's scaly knife stabbed again, and Mo Jingchen easily blocked it with his sword.

Hongmei ate the loss of being injured after the sneak attack, and was cowardly in her heart, and she didn't dare to step forward again, only to attack it from a distance, the gap between the two, if Fang Cai Mo Jingchen did not use his feet, but the fairy sword in his hand, I am afraid that Hongmei has already been seriously injured.

Mo Jingchen carried Zhang Mingxin, dodging left and right, but he couldn't get out of the Futu Gate. Qu Protector is on top, Hongmei is beside him, the two of them seem to be just trying to trap Mo Jingchen, and they don't fight hard, this water is not like the air, Mo Jingchen can't go with all his strength, and he wants to protect Zhang Mingxin, for a while, he can't get out.

Mo Jingchen tried to stand out left and right again, but was still blocked by the axe and knife, so he simply didn't move, his eyes looked at the two enemies, but he whispered to Zhang Mingxin: "I told you to go, you will dive down, after going down a hundred zhang, swim far left and right, and then float up." Don't respond, just remember. ”

Zhang Mingxin was stunned by the sudden attack, and when Mo Jingchen said it, although he heard it, he didn't come back to his senses for a while, let alone respond.

The sword in Mo Jingchen's hand shot out violently, like a dragon attacking Hongmei, and at the same time let go of Zhang Mingxin, his palms moved, and he flicked the axe shadow in front of him, and at the same time, his long body rushed towards Elder Qu.

Hongmei saw the sword coming, and hurriedly retreated, but the sword was reluctant and continued to chase, Hongmei could only block it with a knife, and her body just retreated quickly.

The dark fairy sword and the scale knife lightly intersected, then unscrewed downward, and chased after the red plum, from the bottom up, as if to split the red plum and mix it cold. Hongmei hurriedly summoned back the blade, but it was not as fast as the sword, so she could only dodge the fairy sword while quickly floating upward.

This side of the Qu Protector, seeing that Mo Jingchen had no sword in his hand, he rushed towards himself, so the move also changed, an axe of animal power, blood light gathered on the axe, and slashed at Mo Jingchen, this axe seems to have a thousand powers.

"Don't be shocked, underestimate me, my axe, see how you take a pair of fleshy palms!" Qu Protector laughed, and the force in his hand continued to increase.

Since the war, Mo Jingchen has not answered, and this time is no exception. I saw that his left hand suddenly stretched out and faced the giant axe, and in an instant, the Xuanguang in his hand was sheng, holding the blood axe.

After Mo Jingchen's body was shocked, the blood axe failed to continue to chop, and was stopped by Mo Jingchen's fleshy palm, Qu Protector's face turned red for a while, but the giant axe in his hand failed to move a single point.

The two of them wrestled with a palm and an axe in the water, the water flowed in all directions, the clothes of the two fluttered wildly, Zhang Mingxin was rushed down by the current, and even the red plum in the distance was almost affected.

"Let's go!" Mo Jingchen restrained the giant axe with one hand, and forced Hongmei upwards with the sword technique with the other, and drank loudly in his mouth.

When Zhang Mingxin heard this, he hurriedly used his hands and feet at the same time, and paddled down hard, which was faster than a fish.

After drinking, Mo Jingchen struck out with a palm at Qu Protector, and the strong power in his palm broke through the flow of water.

Qu Protector held the axe in both hands, and there was no hand to receive the palm, and when he saw that the palm was about to reach his body, the corners of his mouth were pulled up, and he sneered.

From behind the Qu Protector, a person suddenly flashed out, standing on the left side of the Qu Protector, stretching out a dark arm, a pointed finger, and lightning flashed towards Mo Jingchen's palm.

The arm, skinny, almost fleshless, that finger, amazingly long, longer than ordinary people's two fingers, dark fingers, wrapped in a thick layer of scarlet blood, with a burst of cold air, gloomy and weird.

The palm fingers were about to touch, Mo Jingchen suddenly closed his palm, this one was a false move, and then kicked out with a strong kick, and really kicked it on Qu Protector's body, and Mo Jingchen borrowed the power of a kick, withdrew from the allusion finger, continued to retreat, turned his palm into a move, chased Hongmei's fairy sword, and flew back quickly.

That finger missed, and the scarlet blood qi in the finger actually shot out of the finger, chasing after Mo Jingchen's chest. The fairy sword seemed to know that the master was in danger, and before the bloody finger shot Mo Jingchen, it returned to Mo Jingchen's hand, and Mo Jingchen was in a precarious block!

The blood finger shattered, leaving a thin red dot on the fairy sword, and quickly dissolved, like blood flowing to the hilt of the sword, Mo Jingchen shouted, luck in his hand, the fairy sword Xuanguang flourished and extinguished, and the blood qi was instantly forced out from the tip of the sword, but Mo Jingchen's body was also slightly stagnant.

"Heart Erosion! Say that you are here, as expected! "That red-dotted sword, Mo Jingchen is the sword master, although he quickly forced the blood out of the sword, Mo Jingchen's mind was also slightly turbulent.

The person on the left side of the Dharma protector was dressed in a black robe with a hood, his body was slender and long, and the water was surging, but he felt that this person was extremely thin, the robe was close to the body, and it seemed to be attached to a pair of bones, and there was a red demon mask on his face, which was eerie and terrifying, but he couldn't see the expression.

"Seven Xuanzong, You Dragon Sword, a century-old genius, the name is well deserved, this point, among the younger generation, you are the first person who can dodge." The black-robed man spoke in a low tone, unhurried, but eerie.

"The three ghosts of Futu, the heart-eroding ghosts, are snakes and rats, and they do all the acts of snakes and rats." Mo Jingchen said coldly, and a dark light appeared on his body, "Didn't you let me go today?" Then let's see, this one who sinks to the bottom of the weeping blood abyss, is it a wild ghost waiting for you, or I am not shocked! ”

The Xuan-colored Immortal Sword, which seemed to respond to Mo Zhenchen's words, was full of strong light, and the master seemed to have waved it twice at will, and more than a dozen Xuan-colored sword qi shot out from the sword, winding and swimming the dragon, and hit the three of them.

In the deep lake, it is illuminated by the Xuanguang, and there is no one to hide within more than 30 zhang.

Weeping blood on the abyss, by the lake.

The old monk Mingjue sat on the ground, holding an animal skin coat in one hand and a Buddha bead taken out of nowhere in the other.

Yun Song and Yu Xiu stood by the lake, looking into the lake, chatting a few words from time to time, their faces were full of anxiety.

"It's such a big lake, there must be a lot of fish in the lake, just catch a few of them, and have a good meal in the evening." In front of the three of them, at some point, a young man in Mai appeared, holding a green bamboo fishing rod in his hand, with a sunny face.

"Little brother, this is a dead lake, there are no fish and no shrimp, you better change to a stream and a small river, and go fishing where there are fish and shrimp." Yunsong Daoren looked at the young man in front of him vigilantly, and said to chase away the guest.

"No fish? So, let's catch some people! Before the words fell, the young man's fishing rod flicked, and the golden fishing wire suddenly rolled up to the three people by the lake, on the fishing wire, every other paragraph, there were several silver hooks, the cold light flashed, which is a fishing wire, it is clearly a silver hook and a golden whip, if it is stained, it must be torn apart by the silver hook, and the pain is abnormal!

At the same time, there were several other blade magic weapons, which shot from the left and right of the three people.

"Amitabha!" The old monk Mingjue, I don't know when he stopped chanting the scriptures, and a Buddha name has stood on the ground.

With the sound of the Buddha's horn burning like music, and I didn't see any movement of the old monk, two white light mirrors that broke around Sanskrit suddenly appeared on the left and right, and each blade magic weapon hit the light mirror, all of them entered a big pit, and were stuck by the light mirror, and stopped moving, but they failed to break the light mirror.

The blade magic weapon stayed on the light mirror for two or three breaths, and all of them were bounced towards the place where they came, and the castration was more than twice as fierce as when it came.

Then, the old monk will hold a round of prayer beads in his hand, the prayer beads rotate in the air, and in the eighteen prayer beads, each lit up a word Sanskrit, the words are different, faintly, there seems to be a Sanskrit sound.

Buddha beads are three colors, one color for every six trees, and the red Buddha beads are burned in gold; The green Buddha beads flashed with electric light; The white Buddha beads are swirling. Each color of the Buddha beads has its own position, the red beads and gold fire attack the silver hook gold wire, the green beads are charged and shot at the young man in Mai, and the white is hanging on the head of Mingjue to protect the Dharma.

The golden thread broke immediately when it touched the red beads and the golden fire, and burned down, and the golden fire of the entire fishing rod was incinerated and the golden fire quickly spread to the emerald green fishing rod.

The young man in Mai screamed "wow", abandoned the fishing rod, and did not dare to catch the green Buddha beads with his palm, took out a few flying knives from his waist, and shot out tremblingly, the flying knives touched the Buddha beads, and were surrounded by electric light, and he lost his strength and fell in an instant, and he didn't even touch the Buddha beads, just a squeak.

The Buddha beads are unabated, and the young man in Mai hurriedly retreats, but fortunately, the Buddha beads do not chase after him, and he turns back, the gold beads hang on the left side of Mingjue, and the green beads stop on the right.

The several blade magic weapons that were bounced back here accelerated towards the source. In the gray mist on the left and right, there were several loud noises, mixed with one or two muffled snorts, but someone wanted to catch the rebounding blade magic weapon, but they never thought that the strength in it was stronger than what they had made.

"Mingjingtai, the eighteen realms of Prajna, I stood at this time, why no one told me that this old monk is the three saints of Prajna Temple, and Panjo Mirror - Mingjue old bald donkey!" The young man in Mai yelled with anger on his face.

"The donor praised, since the donor's fishing rod has been destroyed, this fish can no longer be caught, the donor should leave and find another place." At this time, Mingjue, his face is full of golden light, surrounded by various Buddha beads, his face is solemn, and the real Buddha is in the world, and the words are like Sanskrit singing, "A few people in the gray mist, I think they are also your friends, and they will leave together." There's nothing you can get here! ”

The young man in sackcloth waved his hand: "Old bald donkey, I want to go, but I don't know what those people mean, they haven't eaten meat for a few days, but their stomachs are hungry and hungry for meat!" ”

"You hungry ghost, why do you have so many words, if I hadn't seen you in the same door, I would have slashed you with a knife!" In the gray fog on the left and right, several people walked out one after another, gathering towards the young man in Mai, and a man with a beard on his face and holding a golden knife on the left scolded the young man in Mai.

Dressed in sackcloth, there were five men, all dressed in different costumes and different postures. Except for the young man in Mai, who has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and has a long body, the rest of them are either tigers with a tiger's waist and a face with horizontal meat, or they have a big head and a short body and a nose facing the sky.

"Amitabha, Lao Gang has made it clear, please leave." Mingjue snorted, his beard and red robe fluttered in the wind, a pair of benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes and golden light, a solemn majesty of Buddhism, shot out in all directions, blowing away the gray mist, rolling up the sand and stones, five young people in Mai, although standing far away, they were still taken back step by step by this might, and their faces were full of surprise. But everyone had no intention of leaving, but instead took up the sword magic weapon and held the posture of a battle.

"If you don't admit your mistake, you should be the descendants of the demon disciples of the Ten Thousand Souls Palace, although you are a demon gate, you also have old friends, I don't want to bully the small with the elders, but here today, where you are forced to stay! Amitabha! ”

The old monk Mingjue clasped his hands together, and the Sanskrit sound in his mouth continued, and walked towards the five young men in Mai step by step. The eighteen Buddha beads around the body, one by one, were slow and urgent, and they were taken to the five people.

The golden fire of the Golden Bead Buddha family skyrocketed tenfold in an instant, and the sand and stones were scorched and blackened;

The green beads of Buddhism are connected to each other, intertwined with the power grid, and the lightning thunders;

The aura of the white bead Buddha family swirled into a ruler long blade, which was as fast as the wind, buzzing and buzzing.

Five young people in Mai hurriedly resisted the attack of the Buddha beads, but none of them could resist.

Those who block the gold beads, the blade and magic weapon are pasted, and they are burned to the point that they are hard to hold, and the golden fire is in the body, and the skin is charred and the flesh is cracked;

Those who block the green beads, as soon as the blade magic weapon touches, it will be turned into qi and fall to the ground weakly, the electric light enters the body, the dantian is numb, and the true qi is difficult to continue;

Those who block the white beads, with the touch of the blade magic weapon, the wind blade is shattered and shoots in all directions, and the bearded clothes are all cut into four flights.

Only between the two together, only the five people left Mai young man dodged left and right, and did not connect with the Buddha beads, and survived, and the other four people were all beaten to pieces, and the dantian was weak, rolling and crawling on the ground and fleeing, screaming again and again.

Mingjue stopped and stopped the Buddha beads, but did not recall them, "Amitabha, please leave here again, see the soul master in your hall, and pass on a word, it was invited by his old friend, and he will not blame you and others." ”

When everyone heard this, they quickly stood up in embarrassment and picked up their blade magic weapons. Only the young man in Mai stood with his hands solemn and smiled mischievously.

"I don't need them to speak, I'm listening."

I don't know when, a middle-aged man came from outside the lake, black hair, black clothes, carrying a pitch-black weapon in his waist, with a handsome mask.

"Old monk, you are a guest, but you are driving it, are you so reluctant to let that abyss fish go!"