said.

The lonely old monk folded his hands and sat down on the ground slowly.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south."

Accompanied by the majestic sound of the Buddha's horn, the golden light on his body suddenly shone brightly.

The power of panic rose from the old monk's body.

"Lonely old bald donkey, you really don't want an old lady anymore?"

At this moment, in the distance, a shout was heard.

It's the willow widow sitting on the three jumpers.

The lonely old monk was covered in golden light, turned his head to look at Widow Liu, and smiled slightly: "Sister Liu, the poor monk has lost you, but, Xiaofeng is in danger, the poor monk does not go to hell, who will go to hell?" ”

On the three jumps, Widow Willow frowned, her face flushed, and she was obviously a little angry.

She took a deep breath and said, "Need, help?" ”

The lonely old monk shook his head: "Poor monks are enough!" ”

Rumble!

After speaking, the lonely old monk closed his eyes.

The golden light that shrouded him turned into a two-meter-diameter pillar of light, piercing through the sky.

At the same time, he began to recite scriptures.

The voice is soft and the chanting speed is fast.

The sound of the glamour echoed through the heavens and the earth in an instant, like ten thousand Buddhas chanting sutras, intimidating.

Subsequently, the momentum on the old monk's body was like a rainbow rushing into the sky, soaring rapidly.

The power of panic, accompanied by the golden light, turned into ripples, cleansing all directions.

"Alas......"

Feng Changqing glanced at the lonely old monk with deep eyes, sighed heavily, and then turned his head to Zhou Qingcang and Wu Tianxing and said, "I still hope for the two Dharma protectors." ”

With that, he sat down cross-legged as well.

Immediately, he closed his eyes and folded his hands.

Airplanes!

Golden light burst out from him.

It is also like a rainbow rushing into the sky, straight through the sky.

As Feng Changqing recited the scriptures, the sound of glamour spread again.

and the lonely old monk's chanting sound gathered together, and the sound of the delight shook the heavens and the earth, as if the gods and Buddhas of the heavens descended and recited the scriptures.

overlapping each other, but not chaotic, but has a special charm.

The two momentum swelled rapidly.

Gradually.

Rumble!

The golden light that shrouded the lonely old monk and Feng Changqing began to sway in the air, like two golden tornadoes and hurricanes.

This moment.

on the night sky.

The black light of the yin power released by Bai Xiaofeng and Huo Quzhi's blood-colored corpse qi were still colliding.

The golden light that could rush out of the body of the lonely old monk and Feng Changqing was forced to fight for half of the sky under the two terrifying forces.

The picture is extremely weird.

In the night sky, golden light occupies half of the sky.

The remaining half of the sky was split in two by black light and blood light.

Bang!

Bai Xiaofeng slapped Huo Qubing away with one palm again.

He was shocked by the black light, and felt the terrifying coercion released from the lonely old monk and Feng Changqing, and his brows furrowed: "What a strong momentum!" ”

Immediately, Bai Xiaofeng suddenly laughed: "Hahaha...... Old bald donkey, want to seal the deity again? You're not qualified enough! ”

Thundered......

In the night sky, the black light of yin power surged, layer upon layer, crushing towards the lonely old monk and Feng Changqing.

The black light on Bai Xiaofeng's body rolled, and he was about to rush over to stop the lonely old monk.

But at this moment.

"Roar!"

In the oblique thorn, a blood-colored corpse qi was practiced, like a blood dragon sweeping over, forcing Bai Xiaofeng to stop.

Bai Xiaofeng immediately reprimanded angrily: "Huo Quai? Are you a red-eyed zombie, do you really want to join the crowd with humans and stop the deity? ”

Huo Quzhi, who straddled the horse and held a gun, smiled coldly: "I am the champion of the Han Dynasty, the person who swept Mobei, are you a fool?" ”

"......" Bai Xiaofeng.

To be exact, it was the Immortal Venerable who fell silent.

He was speechless by Huo Quai's words.

The reason why he said such a thing was that he actually wanted to provoke the relationship between Huo Quai's illness and the lonely old monk.

After all, with red-eyed zombies like Huo Qubing blocking it, it was indeed difficult for him to stop the lonely old monks.

Even, unceremoniously.

If it weren't for the existence of Huo Qu's disease, with the strength of the Immortal Venerable, it would be easy to win the lonely old monks.

But the devil knows that Huo Quai's brain is so transparent?

It's not at all provoked!

"With me here, you can pass me first!"

The horses neighed.

A sea of blood churning.

Huo Quzhi rushed to Bai Xiaofeng again and fought together.

If it is true about strength, Hades Venerable can indeed suppress Huo Qu's disease.

But Huo Qubing is a zombie, relying on his powerful body, but he is entangled with Hades.

If it was replaced by another Heavenly Master, even if the strength was equal to Huo Quzhi's, it would be difficult to fight with the Immortal Venerable to such an extent.

Thundered......

On the sky, the golden light that occupied half of the night sky began to churn.

Layered on top of each other, it is 100 meters high.

It was like a tsunami wave, tumbling and roaring.

The golden pillar of light that shrouded the lonely old monk and Feng Changqing swayed more fiercely, like two golden dragons, dancing vertically in the air.

That's just at this time.

The lonely old monk, who had been closing his eyes tightly, suddenly opened his eyes.

The golden light in his eyes was shining, and he couldn't see the whites of his eyes and pupils, as if the sun and the moon were like the sun and the moon, and the treasure solemnly shouted: "Yero Bodhi, Mahakalpa, I will dedicate the rest of my life to the Buddhas of the heavens, immeasurable merits, and guard the evil demons, Maha immeasurable, and there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”

"Roar!"

As the lonely old monk's incantation was recited, the golden pillar of light enveloping him slammed into a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

That's just at this time.

Feng Changqing also opened his eyes, and in the same way, he couldn't see the whites of his eyes and pupils clearly, only the bright golden light remained.

"Yaro Bodhi, Mahakasya, immeasurable merits, guarding evil demons, Maha immeasurable, no Amitabha Buddha in the south!"

"Roar!"

The pillar of light that shrouded Feng Changqing's body was also in the air, and there was a roaring sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

The next second.

Two golden pillars of light, like two golden dragons, collided together, turning into a golden pillar of light with a diameter of ten meters, rushing into the sky.

Like a big golden hand, it violently stirred the sky full of golden light and spun, forming a giant golden light vortex that was enough to cover half of the night sky.

Thundered......

The roar is better than the thunder.

The speed at which the golden swirls swirled kept accelerating.

Among them, a mountain of terrifying coercion erupted.

Bang Bang Bang ......

In the square, everyone felt an indescribable oppression, and one after another they couldn't resist it, and they fell to the ground one after another, without exception!

And in the night sky.

Bai Xiaofeng, who was entangled with Huo Quai, suddenly flashed blood in his eyes: "Damn!" Old bald donkey, how can there be such power? ”

His eyes were bloodshot and he looked down.

But I found that the lonely old monk shrouded in golden light sat on the ground standing still, with a solemn appearance.

In the golden light, the old monk's expression was indifferent, but his body was constantly expanding, and then he dried up again, and the cycle went on and on.

Each cycle makes the golden light vortex in the night sky even more powerful.

"Damn! Old bald donkey! You are so generous, sacrifice Yu Shou, do you want to suppress the deity? Wish for the moon! Bai Xiaofeng roared angrily, and the black light and the blood light in his eyes churned at the same time.

The next second.

He forced Huo Qu's illness back with one palm, and he didn't care about Huo Qu's illness, and when he leaned over, he rushed towards the lonely old monk and killed him.

"Amitabha! If the poor monk is delusional, why did the Venerable have such a big reaction? The lonely old monk smiled, feeling the terrifying coercion of the Heavenly Dome's suppression, he turned his head to Zhou Qingcang and Wu Tianxing and shouted, "Two, it's time for you to be cannon fodder." ”

(End of chapter)