Xu was because he felt the approach of his child, Li Juying in the room struggled more and more, and when his body was about to sit up, a transparent Buddha light enveloped it, and Li Juying's body was as if it was burned by fire as soon as it touched the enchantment, and let out a sharp scream.

The voice was hurried, anxious, but a little afraid of this invisible Buddha light enchantment.

On the other side, Ling Dajun also chased after him, and it was a side kick. The monk's body was light, and he stepped back sideways. The moment he stepped back, he ripped off the gray tattered monk's robe on his body, revealing the robe he wore inside.

The monk took off the robe, and the tiger and tiger dancing in the robe were like a round shield, blocking the Ling army and the strange baby from the door, and the monk made the Buddhists to break the robe and subdue the demon skill, the original soft robe, at this time, the rapid rotation was like a sharp sword, forcing the enemy back a few steps.

The monk saw a trick, quickly turned around, and pasted the robe on the door frame like a curtain, the monk was very fast, and he didn't know what method he used, the robe was firmly attached to the door frame, and it didn't move.

"Buzz...... Well....... This...... Trumpet...... Cat’s meow....... Hum ......"

The monk whispered the six-character mantra of Buddhism, and the robe hanging on the door flashed with a golden light, and then quickly returned to its original dull color.

The two-headed monster baby saw through his plan to attack the west, and his way into the house was blocked. The eyes are round, the eyeballs are about to bulge out of the sockets, the hands are sealed, and the gestures are extremely complex and rapidly changing.

The monk knew that this two-headed monster baby was about to make a big move, so he hurriedly stepped forward to interrupt his gesture of pinching, but as soon as his body moved, he was stopped by Ling Dajun who was coming sideways.

Ling Dajun gasped, and the white breath exhaled from his two nostrils was like two white snakes, flickering at the end of his nose during his breath.

Those who have been given a soul attraction do not know pain, and they are not tired. And the power is endless. Ling Dajun brandished his iron fist, relying on his physical advantage, almost forcing the monk into a corner.

Seeing this, the monk was secretly anxious, and from time to time squinted at the two-headed monster baby floating in mid-air, lost his mind for a while, and received a heavy punch from Ling Dajun in the shoulder socket, only to feel as if he had been hit by a galloping elephant, and retreated more than ten steps before one foot reached the back and stabilized his body.

The monk rubbed his shoulder socket and cursed secretly: I, grass.

Immediately the eyes were slightly closed, the hands were folded, the lips moved, there was a faint golden Buddha statue behind him gradually became clear, looking at it from a distance, the monk was like bathing in the Buddha's light, the treasure was solemn, and people did not dare to look directly.

As the monk's whispering ended, the Buddha statue behind him, which was about two meters high, quickly shrunk, and then turned into a golden light and submerged from the top of the monk's head.

The monk's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a flash of golden light under his eyes. The body also seems to be covered with a faint layer of gold. In the dark night, it glows like a poured bronze man, glowing with a dark golden light.

The monk was also beaten out of anger, which made the Buddha's Vajra not bad. Aren't you afraid of pain? The Buddha beat me until you knew it hurt.

It is said that this Vajra is not bad, and it is the supreme mastery of Buddhism. Claimed to be the strongest defense. In fact, it has the same effect as Maoshan's magic technique. Although the monk is only a way to lose. But it was more than enough to deal with the half-hung Ling army.

Ling Dajun seemed to hate the strong Buddha aura emanating from the monk's body before, and moved far away from the periphery, roaring in a low voice. Like a wolf patrolling its prey.

The monk was beaten aggrieved before, but this time he had a vajra body, and he had no fear, roared angrily, and attacked with his fist. The momentum is like a rainbow.

Ling Dajun didn't know how to be afraid, and took the monk's punch stiffly.

"Bang ......."

The two fists collided, making a violent muffled sound, like the muffled thunder in the distance in the middle of the night on a fidgety summer day.

The monk and Ling Dajun stood opposite each other, maintaining a fist-to-fist posture, and for a long time, the sound of subtle bones breaking came out.

With a smug look, the monk raised his chin slightly, and Ling Dajun's right hand hung down softly.

Soul attraction technique, although it can bring Ling Dajun infinite combat power. But there are also flaws. First, there is a time limit. Second, the strength of combat power depends on the degree to which the body can withstand it. It's like the same spiritualism, one is a child of seven or eight years old, and the other is an adult man. The results are naturally different.

Now one of Ling Dajun's arms has been abolished, and his combat power has been greatly reduced. Taking advantage of the gap, the monk threw a string of one hundred and eight agarwood Buddha beads hanging on his chest in the direction of the two-headed monster baby.

The agarwood hanging beads in mid-air, under the guidance of the monk's Dharma seal, one hundred and eight Buddha beads surrounded the two-headed monster baby according to the direction.

At this time, the two-headed monster baby's rapidly changing gesture stopped, and opened a pair of eyes as black as ink, looking from a distance like two black holes.

The two-headed monster baby looked at the monk with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Goodbye..... Old bald donkey! ”

Then he drew a circle in front of him with both hands, and his mouth moved slightly.

The monk's dark color was slightly constricted, and his eyes looked at the two-headed monster baby with a wary look.

"Infinite Ghost Snake, open!"

With the sound of the two-headed monster baby. The monk only felt that the environment around him was changing rapidly, and after a period of dizziness, the monk realized that what he was stepping on was not a thick layer of snow, but dirt with dark red blood stains. The air was filled with a putrid stench. The wind was gusting around, and a blood-colored full moon hung overhead.

Magic?

The monk secretly pondered, but the feeling of stepping on the ground under his feet was so real? And he had just sensed it carefully, and there was no sign of any other life here. Not even a single bug.

The monk chose a direction and walked forward slowly. Thinking that although he left some formations to trap the enemy, he just didn't preside over it himself. The power has been greatly reduced, and it is difficult to trap the two-headed monster baby.

So I have to hurry up and get out of this hellish place.

Late will change.

The two-headed monster baby watched the monk disappear little by little into the whirlpool of the black hole that appeared out of thin air, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger.

After only three seconds of joy, the two-headed monster baby fell from mid-air to the ground. Constantly rolling on the ground. yelled: "You eat things inside and out, looking for gaps to conjure up against me." Sooner or later, I'll have to refine you. ”

The head of the partial life opened his eyes at some point, and his eyes showed a sad and compassionate color, and he replied unhurriedly: "The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell." I could have stopped you before. It's the same today. ”

There was a rare hint of panic on the head of the master, "What do you want?" ”

Previously, he had exhausted a lot of effort to deal with the old bald donkey. Otherwise, how could the partial head at this moment wake up early?

"What do I think? Don't you know better than I do? "The head of the partiality is back.

The head of the master did not answer, and after a long time, he replied in a dark way: "What I want to do, no one can stop me." Including you! ”

After speaking, a strong resentment swept out like the aftermath of the explosion.

The agarwood hanging beads lost the monk's control, and all the staggering fell to the ground, smashed into the snow, and fell silently.

And the head that was born partially, feeling the oppression of the momentum on the soul of the head from the main birth, his eyes blinked twice, and he fell into a deep sleep again.