"Get out!"

Xu Meng looked coldly at the Dharma Protector Jialan in the sky, with a solemn expression, light eyes, and that kind of lofty posture, as if he was a sinner standing below. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This gaze,

It's really annoying.

Hearing Xu Meng's words, the protector Jialan's face did not fluctuate in the slightest, but he just looked at Xu Meng lightly, his face was full of compassion, and finally shook his head and sighed softly, "The donor has been deeply enchanted, but he has been confused by demon thoughts. ”

"Donor, let's go back to Jinshan Temple with me, fifty years later, the donor will be able to preach."

Dharma Protector Jialan smiled at Xu Meng, and the Sanskrit chanting around her became louder, and she could feel the pious beliefs and wishes of many living beings from it, but there was a touch of coldness in her eyes.

The Protector Jialan God is the god of the temple and is used to protect the temple.

In a narrow sense, it refers only to the eighteen Jialan Dharma Protectors, and in a broad sense, it refers to all the heavenly and good gods who support the Dharma.

"Don't understand? Or are you Buddhists so dead-faced? ”

Xu Meng looked at the Dharma Protector Jialan coldly, and said coldly.

Jialan,

At most, it is the realm of true immortals, and Xu Meng is not afraid anymore.

Fifty years later?

The daylilies are cold, not to mention that I don't know what it is.

"Donor, don't be obsessed."

Protector Jialan shook his head, the compassion on his face became stronger, "It's better to follow me to practice." ”

“......”

"Donor, you have fallen into the devil, or the deity to help you, maybe you don't understand today, but in the future, the donor will definitely understand my painstaking ...... today"

Seeing that Xu Meng didn't answer, the Dharma Protector Jialan sighed, and then his double-folded hand slowly opened and stretched out towards Xu Meng.

There is no strong aura, this right hand is just like an ordinary person, the wind is light.

This hand is extremely dangerous.

However, suddenly, this hand stagnated slightly, stopped in the air, and the blue eyes of the protector flashed, staring closely at a small bottle thrown up and down in Xu Meng's hand.

He could feel a terrifying creature in the bottle, and an evil and tyrannical aura emanated from the bottle, and the spiritual platform he had practiced for many years was also slightly fluctuating under the guidance of this breath.

It is enough to prove that this breath is amazing.

It is definitely a peerless demon, and the Dharma Protector Jialan's heart fluctuated faintly, and there was a little ripple.

Xu Meng threw the small bottle in his hand up and down, looked at the Dharma Protector Jialan on it, and showed a playful smile on his face, "You say, if I release the contents of this bottle, what will happen?" ”

After speaking, Xu Meng glanced at Zhenjiang City not far away, and at this time, the bustling lights of Zhenjiang were faintly visible.

The small bottle in Xu Meng's hand was sealed in the same way that he wanted to snatch the treasure in the store, and it was sealed into this small bottle by Xu Meng afterwards, and it was taken out at this time, just for grenades.

As for the Fengyuan Rune, just the goods in front of you, are you also worthy?

"Donor, do you know that this joke can't be made."

Protector Jialan looked at the small bottle in Xu Meng's hand, still the same, his face was full of compassion, he slowly shook his head and sighed, at this time, there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

"What? You don't think I could do that? ”

Xu Meng looked at the Dharma Protector Jialan and said, grabbing the small bottle in his hand and exerting himself slightly.

"Click... Click..."

A soft, crisp sound sounded in the dark night, very distinct.

You can see that there are one or two subtle cracks on the beautifully smooth little bottle.

"Donor, don't be impulsive, if you do this, the donor can only get boundless killing, deep in the sea of suffering, unable to extricate himself, I am afraid that there is no hope of attaining the Tao for the rest of his life, and I am afraid that he will fall into hell at that time."

Protector Jialan looked at the small bottle in Xu Meng's hand, his face twitched, and it was difficult to maintain an indifferent attitude on his face, he knew that Xu Meng was really not joking, he really had the intention of releasing the contents of this bottle.

Judging by the smell of the bottle, he was not sure to stop the contents of it.

You know, not far behind them is Zhenjiang, and at that time, the things in it will come out and run to Zhenjiang......

"Hehe, if this kind of thing really happens, you will also have a share of this killing."

Xu Meng smiled, and the strength in his hand increased slightly.

Click...

There was another crisp sound, and there were a few more cracks on the bottle.

"Donor, don't you really care about the people of Zhenjiang?"

Protector Fajia's blue eyes flickered, his tone was a little unbelievable, the fluctuations in his heart became bigger and bigger, and the golden light and Sanskrit chanting around him gradually slowed down and dissipated.

"Do you want to bet?"

Xu Mengxiao looked at the Dharma Protector Jialan above, and at the same time, a few more cracks were added to the bottle, and at this time, the cracks on the bottle had already occupied half of the bottle.

Silent.....

Protector Jialan looked at Xu Meng, but was silent......

At this time, a trace of anger rose in his state of mind that he had cultivated for many years, but he was helpless, he could feel that Xu Meng was playing with him, but he also felt that Xu Meng really didn't take this matter to heart.

He wasn't kidding.

He really dared to crush the bottle.

Xu Meng was right before, if the things inside really came out and went on a killing spree, he would also have his share, because if it weren't for him, I'm afraid Xu Meng wouldn't have released this thing, so he would have to take responsibility for the murder he created.

This is cause and effect.

Although the people of Zhenjiang have a catastrophe, it should not be on him.

You must know that Fahai can count on this kind of merit to cultivate into a golden body, which is enough to prove how great this merit is.

And as great as the merit, as great as the karma.

He didn't come up to Xu Mengfahai step by step, he was an incense god, if he was contaminated with this cause and effect, at that time, under the karma, he would probably have to fall from the position of Dharma Protector Jialan.

"Donor..."

Protector Jialan's face twitched, her tone softened, and she even had a smile on her face.

However, there was a crisp voice in response, and at this time, the body of the bottle was already covered with fine cracks, and I was afraid that if I did it again, the bottle would be completely shattered.

"Roar!"

As if sensing that he was about to get out of the trap, Yaqi in the bottle was a little excited, let out a long roar, and hit the inner wall of the bottle, making a knocking sound, making the protector Jialan's face nervous, for fear that if he was not careful, the bottle would break.

However, the strange thing is that the bottle that was easily crushed by Xu Meng outside, under the constant impact of Baqi, there was no change in the slightest.

"Now, can you get out?"

Xu Meng glanced at the bottle, then didn't pay attention to it, and looked at the Dharma Protector Jialan coldly, this bottle is fragile on the outside, but it is very strong on the inside, and it is impossible for Baqi to break free.

There was silence again.

"Okay, donor, I'll leave."

Protector Jialan's face was ugly, and his figure slowly walked in the direction of Jinshan Temple.

He didn't dare to bet,

Or rather, he believed that if he didn't agree, Xu Meng would really crush the bottle.

Looking at the back of the protector Jialan, compared with the indifference that the protector Jialan appeared before, that kind of superior posture.

The gap between the two is like heaven and earth.

Seems a little ironic.

Buddhism?

Xu Meng smiled and spit out two words, "Coercion." ”

Wen Yan,

The figure of the Protector Jialan, who had not yet been far away, froze, and a trace of anger flashed on his face with his back to Xu Meng, and then the Protector Jialan's body trembled, and his figure suddenly fled in the direction of Jinshan Temple.

The speed is countless times faster than before.

At this time, the actions of the protector Jialan reflected the authenticity of Xu Meng's words.

"Roar..."

As if sensing that it was impossible for him to come out, Yaqi in the bottle let out a roar, hitting the bottle frantically, making a knocking sound, but the bottle full of cracks was like a solid wall, but it was useless.

Xu Meng looked at the bottle in his hand, shook his head, exhaled lightly, and put the bottle away.

Although even if Yaqi comes out, he has a way to deal with it, but after all, more is better than less.

Xu Meng raised his head, looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky, squinted his eyes, and swept the sky.

He knew that there should be someone nearby, and he was secretly watching himself and the Dharma Protector Jialan.

However, he didn't care.

In the future, these people will always appear in his eyes one by one.

Xu Meng's figure flashed and walked in the direction of Zhenjiang.

......

"This Liu Wenruo ......."

Soon after Xu Meng left, a figure wearing a Taoist robe appeared in the field, this person was thin, his body was slightly rickety, his face was a little old, and he had a crown of crane hair and feathers, and a feeling of floating dust swept across his face.

The old man in the Dao robe flashed with his eyes, and then smiled, "It's really a variable. ”