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The Buddha of Joy is the monk I have ever seen, the least like a monk.

Even if he no longer believes in Buddhism and is no longer a Buddhist, the qualities and qualities that came from the original cultivation of Buddhism make this dog day not know where to go.

Don't look at his kind appearance, like a Maitreya Buddha with a kind and happy face, this fat monk is a standard smiling tiger, turning his face is almost like a hooligan, shouting and killing more than anyone else.

But it is undeniable that the fat monk was in a good state of mind, and when he saw the old monk coming straight towards him, he didn't even have the intention of dodging, and stood motionless waiting for him.

If I had changed my perspective with the Buddha of Joy and I was standing there facing the old monk, then I would definitely not be able to do that.

Even if I have a magic weapon given by the primeval creatures in my hand, I can indeed protect myself from being injured by the old monk, I will still be afraid.

To be honest, the murderous aura emanating from the old monk's body was stronger than I had ever seen.

That murderous aura seems to be able to condense into substance, turning into sharp steel knives that can slash at the enemy's face one after another before they have even touched the enemy.

Although I was teammates on the same front as the old monk, and those murderous auras were not directed at me, I was still startled by the murderous aura emitted by the old monk, and my face seemed to be in pain from the cold wind, and my heart was drumming.

He gave me a sense of danger too heavy, and the old monk gave me a more dangerous and direct feeling than when I encountered the Nine Turtle Gods on the island.

This monk doesn't seem to want anything else but to kill people, and his purpose is very pure, so pure that it makes people frighten.

"Bang !!"

With a muffled sound, the old monk's fist had already smashed into the face of the Buddha of Joy.

The sound was like an explosion, and even my eardrums hurt.

The old monk was like crazy, his movements were very large, pinching the neck of the Buddha of Joy with one hand, clenching his fist with the other, and constantly smashing it into the face of the Buddha of Joy.

Listening to the series of muffled sounds, my heart trembled, although the old monk did not attack me, but from another angle, if such a fist fell on my face......

There is a high chance that it will be able to smash my head into a meatloaf with one punch, and before the Flesh Gu can help me repair my body, the second punch will be followed by it.

I'm really glad that the old monk didn't play with me at the beginning, if he had fought with me, let alone fought him, I would have been cold now.

"I said it...... You can't hurt me......."

When the Buddha said this, although his voice was trembling, the confidence from the inside out, the absolute confidence, could be heard by anyone.

I looked back and saw that the seated statue of Shakyamuni was intact, and I couldn't help but have some thoughts of helping in the past.

The old monk asked me to guard here, but it was actually pointless, even if the seated statue of Shakyamuni cracked and the monster escaped, I couldn't resist it.

And there's a huge chance that the moment the monster breaks through the seal, I'll die at its hands, and that's no joke.......

Instead of waiting here to die, I should take the evil son over to help and make the Buddha of Joy.

Even if I die, I have to pull a cushion, and if I don't do that, won't I lose a lot?

What's more, the current Huanxi Buddha is a living target, standing there without moving, not resisting or counterattacking, and without dodging movements, even if the old monk is there to clean him up, he will not fight back.

"Go over and tear the monk's clothes and bring me a piece of it." I suppressed my voice and whispered to the villain, "Don't entangle with him, tear your clothes and run, you know?" ”

The wicked man nodded as if he didn't understand, then looked at the clothes on my body, and nodded again, indicating that he understood.

With a wave of my hand, the wicked man swooped out.

The speed at which it was now exerting its full strength was not slower than that of the old monk, and even faster.

The Devil Man runs like an animal, and because of its long arms, it doesn't have any trouble running on all fours.

In the blink of an eye, the evil man rushed to the side of the Buddha of Joy.

Seeing this monster that came out of nowhere, the fat monk was also a little surprised, and before he could react, the right claw of the evil man had already stretched out, grabbed the monk's robe on his right arm, and tore it fiercely.

Hearing a stabbing sound, a large piece of the sleeve of the monk's robe was torn off by it, and the white and chubby elbows of the Buddha were exposed, looking as if he was wearing a sweatshirt.

When the evil man ran back with the fragments of the monk's robe, the Buddha of Joy also reacted to what was going on.

He didn't take us seriously at all, really, whether it was the evil son or me, the Joy Buddha didn't take it seriously, and asked me very sarcastically, did he plan to descend on him?

"Sichuan Shen family, I've heard a little." Huanxi Buddha smiled and said, "The Living Yama King is your grandfather, right?" I heard that his strength is not weak, but it is a pity that he was planted in the hands of Jiusheng, and Lao He can also suppress him, I really don't know what you have about these descending techniques......."

"So, my grandfather planted the heel, and I am responsible for getting the field back."

As I spoke, I raised my hand to take the fragment of the monk's robe from the Wicked Man.

Although there was some uncontrollable anger in his heart, he still forcibly suppressed his emotions and barely calmed himself down.

For the provocation of the dog thing of the Buddha of Joy, I try not to take him seriously as much as possible, anyway, it is the patent of their old religion to play tricks, and it can be seen from the argument between He Xigong and him, all the fucking ones rely on their mouths to decide the winner.

"Actually, I'm going a little off, you know?"

I sat cross-legged on the ground, crumbling with the fragment of the monk's robe in my hand, and asked the evil man without raising my head: "All along, I have relied too much on the flesh Gu, if I didn't have this thing, I don't know how many times I died." ”

I don't know if the villain understands it, so he whimpered and screamed twice, as if responding to me, but I didn't understand what it said anyway.

"You still can't forget your roots...... The Flesh Body Gu is just a wonderful way to protect the flesh....... In addition to avoiding death as much as possible...... Basically, there is no lethality at all......." I muttered: "Let go of the Shen family's surrender technique, my biggest hole card is actually you villains." ”

As soon as the words fell, I raised my head, looked at the villain, and saw that it was looking at me a little confused, and I couldn't help laughing.

"You still have to listen to Qiu Yan, no matter how powerful a person is, he can't specialize in the outer door and forget his roots, the old man doesn't have a physical body Gu, he is still more powerful than me, just because he will make ....... down"

While muttering, I took out a bottle of incense ash prepared in advance from my bag, sprinkled a thin layer on the ground, and then took out the yin umbrella and stood firmly on the incense ash.

By the time I started to draw talismans on this layer of incense ash, the battle between the old monk and the Buddha of Joy became more and more intense.

The old monk, who had gradually turned into a Gatha monk, had now given up attacking with his fists in favor of his claws and the two rows of sharp teeth in his mouth.

But the defensive ability of the Buddha of Joy is obviously not something that the old monk can break.

No matter how hard the other party tried, no matter how ruthless he was, the Buddha of Joy was still as immobile as a mountain, standing there looking at us with a smile.

"It stands to reason that with this kind of descending technique, you have to use the hair and skin of the other party's body as an introduction, but now I can't care so much, pray that the monk's robe is stained with the hair of the Joy Buddha......

I sighed and said to the wicked man.

"You're here to watch over me, don't let anything that moves come near me, and anything else......."

I said, glancing up at the front, and lowering my head again.

"With the old-timers on top, we don't need to worry."

The wicked man whined twice, and followed me according to the gourd, and sat cross-legged beside me.

Its body structure is very different from that of a living person, especially the giant mouth that looks like a monster, it can't fit at all, and after sitting next to me, it still drools vigorously.

I endured it for half a minute, but I couldn't help it, and glanced sideways at it.

"Can you sit farther away? It's not that I dislike you, it's your saliva...... It's all dripping on the talisman I drawn! ”

Hearing my words, the evil man said that he was very hurt, and moved his buttocks to the side pitifully, and raised his hand to wipe his mouth, trying to wipe the saliva off his mouth, but I saw that the more I wiped it, the more I wiped, and I didn't know if it was hungry or something.......

Turning around, I ignored it, took a deep breath and lifted my right palm, slashed my index finger with the dagger, and drew a second spell on the ground.

( Burial of Ghosts )