However, this terrifying aura did not mean to stop, continued to spread around, and saw the tragic situation of the old Dao after being shrouded in this terrifying aura, the horror on the faces of the remaining old Daoists was a hundred times more painful than the expression on the faces of the old lady Li, who dared to approach Wu Feng at the moment, and retreated and dodged, one by one faster than a rabbit, but while they were running away, they did not forget the fat monk Huineng who fell to the ground and vomited blood, and dragged him back continuously.

Unexpectedly, after the fat monk was pulled up, he didn't know where a brute force came from, he pushed away a few old ways that pulled him, and said in horror: "No...... If the old man can't run, then the vajra law is related to the old man's life, if it is gone, the old man's life will be gone......"

"Helmsman...... Let's escape, this young man is too domineering, his cultivation is amazing, it is not at all something that we ordinary people can resist, if we stay here, none of us will want to get out alive, and our White Lotus Sect will be completely finished......."

"No! You have to go, you go! The old man can't go, the vajra law is the hard work of the old man all his life, and it can't be over like this! ”

The fat monk said bitterly, his brows suddenly wrinkled, and he showed a look of death, he took off the string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, and tore off the golden thread that connected the Buddhist beads, and took out a Buddhist bead, and then, he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the tip of the tongue on the Buddha bead, and the Buddha bead immediately flashed a blue light.

Immediately afterwards, the fat monk turned the Buddha bead that flashed blue light in the direction of Wu Feng.

After the Buddha bead landed on Wu Feng's side, it spun up quickly, the blue light was dazzling, dazzling, and after a while, a cloud of blue smoke came out, which immediately spread.

At this time, Wu Feng was already in a state of extreme excitement, for him, he couldn't feel the qiē around him, the only thing he felt was that he felt that a large amount of breath poured into the dantian from the acupuncture points of his body along the eight veins of the strange tendons, and the true qi in the dantian was agitating and expanding, and he didn't see what the fat monk threw at all.

And this kind of situation is that Wu Feng can't control it, and even his consciousness is beginning to be a little blurred.

The outline of the vajra phase has become weaker and weaker, and he has not even had the reaction to struggle, and his entire body has shrunk in a large circle, and the old Dao who did not run out is even older at this time, originally about fifty years old, but at this time, it looks like he will be seventy or eighty years old.

"Bang"

A loud bang suddenly remembered, and it exploded at Wu Feng's feet, and Wu Feng's entire body was blown out, flying straight up more than a foot high, before falling heavily to the ground.

Taking advantage of this moment, the fat monk endured the severe pain, ran a few steps quickly, and came to the Vajra Dharma Statue that was almost disappearing, pinched a few handprints in a row, and crashed towards the phantom.

The vajra phase flickered for a while, and returned to the fat monk's body again, and a shallow tattoo suddenly appeared on the fat monk's chest, the lines were very thin, and he was about to lose sight, but despite this, the fat monk also showed a look of relief, glanced in the direction of Wu Feng, who was blown out, and limped towards the old roads.