"Thank you, Elder!"

Huiqing Huiming and the two monks clasped their hands together, saluted the old monk, and then opened the formation. The little crocodile patted Han Mo on the shoulder, "Boss, look, if we leave early, there will definitely be no such thing." ”

Han Mo said: "What are you worried about, I haven't paid attention to these two monks yet." ”

The little crocodile said disdainfully: "Boss, you can brag." The cultivation of these two monks is no worse than that of Li Shan's mother, and you have a hard time dealing with Li Shan's mother's disciples, let alone dealing with Li Shan's mother. ”

Han Mo rolled his eyes, "You brainless thing, this is called a bluff." ”

The little crocodile's eyes widened, "Then I've leaked the news." ”

Han Mo helped his forehead, and he was also convinced. A crocodile is a crocodile, and no matter how high his cultivation is, his spiritual intelligence is not as good as that of a human. It's still the primeval giant spirit god seniors, and he has always remained silent.

The two monks of Huiqing and Huiming formed a seal and swirled around Han Mo. Han Mo pulled out the Longquan sword, stuck it on the ground, formed a seal, and knocked on the hilt of the sword.

"Amitabha!"

The two monks of Huiqing and Huiming cast a spell and hit them, and Han Mo pulled out the Longquan sword and slashed away.

Bang!

Huiqing Huiming emitted a brilliant Buddha light in their hands, hitting the Longquan sword. Han Mo snorted, forced out the aura of the Longquan Sword, and stalemate with Huiqing Huiming.

The little crocodile stared at them fiercely, but he didn't dare to make a casual move. Han Mo explained that the little crocodile was originally a demon, and if he made a move, he would definitely give Huiqing and Huiming a good excuse.

Rumble!

Dirt splashes, swirling around them.

Poof!

Han Mo opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the purple light of the Longquan Sword gradually weakened. Huiqing Huiming let out an angry roar from his mouth and flew Han Mozhen out in one fell swoop.

The primeval giant spirit was quick-eyed, reached out to hug Han Mo, and carefully placed it on the ground.

The crocodile asked, "Boss, is there anything wrong?" ”

Han Mo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "It's nothing, I haven't cultivated anyway, even if they cast a strong spell, they won't be able to do much damage to me." ”

The little crocodile's eyes widened, "And this kind of thing?" ”

Han Mo said: "What do you think? ”

"I don't know."

Han Mo rolled his eyes, "Less nonsense." ”

"Boss, it's not that I look down on you, you are really not the opponent of these two monks." Han Mo slapped it fiercely, "Can you shut up." ”

"Oh, I don't talk anymore."

Han Mo pressed the Longquan Sword with one hand and walked over.

The two monks of Huiqing and Huiming stared at Han Mo tightly, "Donor, don't be fearless and struggle, just grab it." I won't do anything to you, but I'll just imprison you in the Floating Tower for a hundred years. ”

Han Mo sneered: "A hundred years? After a hundred years, the daylilies are cold. ”

"Donor ......"

"Monk, don't talk nonsense, if you have the ability, you will take me down with your own hands."

"Amitabha, since this is the case, the poor monk is welcome." The two monks of Huiqing and Huiming said in unison, and then they began to change the printing method, and the vast Buddha light behind them surged, and two huge Buddha statues appeared.

Buzzing......

The buzzing sound of mosquitoes ringing in my ears is very uncomfortable.

Han Mo silently recited the mantra of purifying his heart, suppressing his irritable thoughts. He looked at the two monks of Huiqing and Huiming, the Longquan sword raised to the sky, and his left hand slowly brushed the blade of the Longquan sword.

Then, Han Mo plunged the Longquan Sword into the ground.

Radiant light, a gossip map flashed out, instantly covering Huiqing Huiming.

Han Mo sneered in his heart, if you use the Dharma to deal with me, I will use the Dao Law to deal with you. I want to see if the Dharma is superior in skills, or the Tao is superior to the Dharma.

Huiqing Huiming felt the fluctuating aura, and his face changed slightly. The two of them didn't back down and continued to cast spells. The Buddha statue behind him became more and more brilliant, and the Buddha's light was shining, stabbing people who couldn't open their eyes.

Han Mo squinted his eyes, pinned the Longquan Sword to his waist, and felt out the jade whisk. Then he bit his finger and blood dripped down.

A drop of blood cast a pale red glow on the gossip diagram on the ground, adding a bit of weirdness. Huiqing Huiming raised his hands, and the Buddha's light completely exploded, like two suns.

Han Mo threw out the jade dust, and the jade dust covered the Buddha's light.

Huiqing Huiming took a step forward and forced him up.

"Qiankun transposition, earth binding!"

Han Mo changed the fingers, the gossip rotated, and the two directions of Qian and Kun were reversed. Huiqing Huiming, who had originally come up, immediately stayed away from Han Mo......

The old monk stood in front of the Futu Pagoda and did not move like a bell, quietly watching this scene.

Huiqing Huiming's expression was slightly solemn, and he didn't dare to underestimate it.

Han Mo didn't dare to be careless, Huiqing and Huiming were both masters of the level of Lishan's mother, and if they were a little distracted, there might be an accident.

Fortunately, they are not from the Daomen, and they are definitely not familiar with innate gossip. If Han Mo was fighting with Li Shan's mother, perhaps, the gossip on the ground would have been broken a long time ago.

Han Mo didn't think about defeating the two monks Huiqing and Huiming, he was trying to delay time. Xuanzhen Daoist sent a message to him and asked him to leave. He didn't make it, and he also knew the intention of the Xuanzhen Daoist, that is, he would wait for him to leave before he could get out.

Now that he hasn't left, Xuanzhen Daoist definitely hasn't left either.

As long as the Xuanzhen Daoist comes out, with his attainments in the formation, there should be no problem in holding back Huiqing Huiming and the old monk.

"Demon Sealing Zen!"

The two monks of Huiqing and Huiming began to cast spells again, and the big hands of the Buddha statue behind them also began to change. Seeing this scene, Han Mo was very surprised......

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the Buddha statues behind the two monks of Huiqing and Huiming were the so-called Arhat golden bodies.

The golden body of Arhat is a realm of Buddhism, and there are not many monks who can cultivate the golden body of Arhat. Some monks have spent their entire lives in poverty and have not been able to cultivate the golden body of an arhat.

The golden body of the Arhat and other golden bodies of Buddhism are somewhat similar to the avenues of Taoism.

The big hand of the Buddha statue is like a palm pressing on Sun Wukong, and it is like a palm towards Han Mogai.

Han Mo's mind moved, and four spirit runes floated out, stopping above his head, blocking the Demon Sealing Zen cast by Huiqing Huiming.

The monks of the ancient Buddhist temple practiced Buddhism very profoundly, and it is really not comparable to the Buddhism in the world, no wonder the Buddhism in the world regards the ancient Buddhist temple as so important.

The tantric Dharma that the void bodhi used last time was very powerful.

Thinking of Void Bodhi, Han Mo thought of the Blood Demon, the Colorful Snow Python, and Ran Min's two subordinates, who should also be in the Metaverse.

If you can meet them, you can't let them run.

Buzzing!

Gossip upside down!

Han Mo's heart chuckled, and he hurriedly strengthened the gossip. The two monks of Huiqing and Huiming saw that Han Mo was weak, and they burst out with greater strength.

With a roar, the gossip shattered, and Han Mo was shocked out again.

Depend on.

Han Mo scolded in a low voice, Huiqing and Huiming, the two monks, are really strong and strong. Huiqing Huiming stood in place, the monk's robes were hunting, and they raised their eyes and looked over, "Donor, stop it." ”

Han Mo shook his head and said, "I won't leave easily. ”

"Amitabha, donor, we don't want you to leave, but ......" Han Mo waved his hand, "Then don't talk nonsense, you want to lock me up in the Futu Tower, unless I die!" ”

"In this case, then we can only defeat you completely!"

Huiqing Huiming clasped his hands together, and Han Mo smiled faintly, "Being able to compete with a Buddhist master of your level is also a great blessing in my life. It's not easy to come to the Metaverse, you have to open your eyes. ”

"The difference between the donor's words, I don't know the world, it's not your stepping stone." Hearing this, Han Mo shrugged his shoulders, "That's not necessarily. ”

"Why?"

"Monk, a dog that can only bark doesn't bite, you keep babbling, if you are really 100% sure that you will take me down, do you still need to talk so much nonsense?"

Han Mo said: "In a sentence in the world, you are pretending to be X, obviously you have no ability, but you have to be ashamed." ”

"Donor, you are really unrelenting."

"Fart, who doesn't forgive? If you hadn't stopped us, we would have left, and what else is there? Han Mo burst into foul language, and the faces of the two monks of Huiqing and Huiming sank, and killing intent flashed in their eyes.

Han Mo patted the little crocodile and communicated with it.

(End of chapter)