I saw Dongfang Wuya laughing wildly, slamming on the bald heads of these monks under his feet, and jumping up, Feng Chengcheng did the same, only to hear these monks all roaring angrily and standing up, but he stepped on the ground with a kick.

The roars of those monks in their ears were all drowned in the whirring wind, and I saw Dongfang Wuya rushing in first, and then I heard a loud boom, and a dazzling white light burst out from the temple.

"Allure, follow me!"

The voice of the Boundless East was heard in the temple.

As soon as Feng Qingcheng gritted his teeth, he jumped in, and everything in front of him was shrouded in this burst of white light.

Feng Chengcheng saw Dongfang Wuya in front of him from a distance, but he didn't feel that he was moving forward at all, what kind of place was this?

After a while, Feng Chengcheng suddenly felt his body sinking, and his feet fell steadily to the ground. Isn't it necessarily much better than the upper realm?

Feng Qingcheng felt a burst of disdain in his heart, and at this moment, Dongfang Wuyan's voice reached his ears.

"Allure, are you awake?"

Feng Chengcheng followed the sound and saw Dongfang Wuya squatting in front of him, staring at each other wordlessly.

Wrong!

Feng Chengcheng suddenly felt a sigh in his heart, why did this Dongfang Wuya smile so charmingly? It's like a fox becoming a spirit, and the corners of its mouth are hooked with a strange arc.

"Who are you?"

Feng Qingcheng frowned and roared angrily, and at the same time, his right hand slammed into a punch.

"Allure, what nonsense are you talking about, I'm your boundless east."

The expression on the face of the person in front of him changed instantly, but it looked extremely unnatural, and with a punch, he stepped back lightly, and then dodged.

A carp in Feng Chengcheng stood up, his eyes were fixed on this Oriental Boundless, the more he looked at it, the more abnormal he felt, this feeling was like Guanyin sitting on the stage in the kiln, it was very weird.

"Where is the real Boundless East!"

Feng Chengcheng was really on fire at this time, his eyes were so open that the corners of his eyes were about to burst, he clenched his silver teeth, and heard a sonorous sound in his ears, and the purple thunder sword on his waist was already in his hand, and suddenly the wind and clouds in the sky changed, and the sound of cloud and thunder gradually approached.

"Allure...... Don't you recognize me? ”

The Oriental Boundless posture in front of him turned his right hand into an orchid finger and gently wiped it off the corner of his eye.

"Shut up! Bastard thing! ”

Feng Qingcheng's whole body muscles tensed, his clothes bulged and grinned, his green hair fluttered in the wind, and his eyes instantly shot towards the boundless east.

His gaze was opposite to the charming Dongfang Wuyi in front of him, and his eyes were round in an instant, as if he was stunned in place.

Feng Chengcheng took a deep breath at this moment, and within half a second, he had already pulled up a gust of wind and surged towards him.

The fallen leaves around were rolled up, and even the dark clouds in the sky changed with it, transforming into a coiled black dragon, rushing down like a rabbit.

I heard a thunderclap and thunder, and Feng Chengcheng had already passed through this boundless body, and the scarlet blood on the purple thunder sword seeped into the soil.

In the next second, this Dongfang Wuya plopped and fell straight to the ground.

Feng Qingcheng turned around and paced closer, an indescribable feeling lingering in his heart.

She frowned, what the hell was this thing in front of her? Is he really dead? But why hasn't it changed to the same? Where is the real Boundless East?

"Ahh O iniquity, my Buddha is merciful. ”

At this moment, I suddenly heard a sighing Buddha horn coming from there.

Feng Qingcheng squinted his eyes and saw a young monk about twenty years old standing there with a big bag on his back, his hands folded, and his mouth muttering as if he was chanting scriptures.

Feng Chengcheng suddenly became angry in his heart, put down the corpse here, and turned around and walked towards the monk.

The so-called shrinking the ground into inches, originally about 20 meters, is now two steps away.

Feng Qingcheng's clothes did not stop fluttering, and he suddenly reached out with his right hand, grabbed the monk's collar, and lifted it up with all his might.

I saw that this monk didn't seem to have the slightest fear, but he closed his eyes tightly, and the sound of chanting scriptures in his mouth became louder, echoing all around.

This strange sound is like a demon hitting your bone marrow with a hammer in the middle of the night, although Feng Qingcheng was full of anger in his heart, but when he saw his face, he put his right hand down and let him stumble.

", if you let me see you again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Feng Qingcheng slowly inserted the Purple Thunder Sword into the scabbard at his waist, and began to look around, Dongfang Wuya should also be nearby.

"Donor, this is the only way to go through the Western Heaven Buddha Land, I don't think you are a local, right? Could it be that he also went to the Western Heaven Buddha Land to learn scriptures? ”

The monk seemed to have finished reciting the scriptures, and seemed to have the courage to speak.

Feng Qingcheng turned around with a sneer and said, "You seem to know very well? I ask you, how do you get to the Western Heavenly Buddha Land? ”

"Donor, if you are willing to listen to me, I will tell you how to go to the Western Heaven Buddha Land, how about it?"

The monk smiled a little shyly and spoke.

But at this moment, Feng Qingcheng's complexion changed drastically, and the purple thunder sword on his waist was instantly unsheathed, and he heard a snorting sound, and it went straight across the monk's neck, pressing out blood marks.

"If you don't say it, I'll send you to the Western Heaven Elysium."

Feng Qingcheng said with a sneer, and pressed his hand even harder.

The monk in front of him raised his hands, didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, and said with his head held high: "Donor, I know that you are not a bad person, otherwise you would have killed me the first time you caught me." ”

Feng Tingcheng raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, but suddenly the monk's face changed drastically, his eyes, nose and mouth were twisted in the middle, tears and saliva, and he stretched out his right hand in extreme horror and pointed behind Feng Tingcheng, and said tremblingly: "Demon, monster!" ”

Seeing his violent reaction, even Feng Chengcheng was startled.

This man has a sword across his neck, and his face does not change, why is he so shocked at this time?

Feng Qingcheng hurriedly turned his head, and felt a gust of wind blowing in his face.

In an instant, Feng Qicheng's whole body burst out, and countless small sword qi surrounded him.

This oncoming yin wind suddenly became like tofu entering a chaotic knife array, and it exploded and dispersed before it could breathe.

Feng Chengcheng looked at it fixedly, and saw that the corpse of the Boundless East that had been pierced by the Purple Thunder Sword had crawled up from the ground again in an extremely stiff and weird posture, as if there was no flesh and blood on his body, and it was all supported by dry and hard bones.

There was a crackling sound in his ears, and sure enough, when he stood up, his flesh and clothes suddenly fell off, leaving only a bare skeleton.

Feng Chengcheng's pupils constricted, what kind of monster is this?

I saw the skeleton shelf turn around, and the hollow eyes were only two small holes in the nostrils, and the upper and lower jaws opened and closed up and down.

"We'll have a date later!"

I heard a dry voice coming from the skull in front of me.

Feng Qingcheng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly threw the monk in his hand to the ground, and jumped forward, about to rush towards the skeleton shelf.

Unexpectedly, suddenly his leg was grabbed by a force, Feng Tingcheng was shocked, and hurriedly roared angrily, struggling to glare, but it was dragged for a moment, Feng Tingcheng watched as the skeleton shelf rolled up a gust of yin wind, traveling thousands of miles away, and he couldn't see even a trace.

Feng Tingcheng was annoyed in his heart, and as soon as his legs landed, he turned back angrily and walked towards the monk, the sound of knocking resounded all around, and a footprint could be recessed in when he stepped on the ground.

"You're looking for death, aren't you? I will fulfill you! ”

Feng Qingcheng shouted, and the purple thunder sword in his hand broke through the air and grinned.

"Donor! I'm for your good, that skeleton shelf, but if you chase after you, you'll definitely die! ”

The monk turned his head and put his hands in front of him, and said loudly in a series of loud voices.

Airplanes!

The Purple Thunder Sword stopped and trembled an inch before it was an inch away from the monk.

Feng Chengcheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and he heard a bang, and the purple thunder sword was vigorously plunged into the ground.

"Dog, if you hadn't dragged me a bit, the skeleton would have turned into flour."

Feng Tingcheng felt a pain in his head, and he couldn't help frowning, stretched out his hand to support it, and said with a sigh.

"No, no, donor, if you bump into it with your three-legged cat kung fu, I'm afraid you will die in an instant."

The monk shook his head and said.