The monk is old and thin, wearing a robe, with a ring scar on his head, a solemn appearance and a strong breath.

Around his body, there is Sanskrit chanting, which gives people a sense of peace and tranquility at a glance.

At this moment, he looked at the bear man who was grasping the Great Elder with his palm, and he didn't smile, and there was anger in his eyes.

The Great Elder of the Hidden Dragon, with the imperial spirit, supports the luck of Huaxia, once it is damaged, the matter will be big, as the guardian of Huaxia, he will not allow Huaxia to collapse, and the outline is often confused!

Immediately, he raised his palm, pinched out the Buddha's palm print, and gently pushed it out against the bear man who had raised his claws to grab the heart of the Great Elder for the second time.

"Great Compassion!"

Sanskrit drank lightly, and a palm print, scattering thousands of zhang of light, shot out from the monk's old palm.

In the center of the palm print, there is a big 'swastika', which is full of tranquility and heaviness, so that people can't resist it.

"Empty old bald!"

When the bear man heard the Sanskrit sound, he felt the energy fluctuations of palpitations, raised his claws, paused directly, quickly raised his head, looked at the sky, and saw the old monk, his bear face changed, and he exclaimed in surprise.

Even the three of them were ghosts, and when they saw the old monk, their hearts sank, and their eyes were solemn.

The old monk of Shikong is a high-ranking monk who has attained the Tao, the guardian of China, and has the strong strength of the peak of the late congenital stage.

At that time, the old monk of Shikong closed his eyes slightly, pinched the Buddha seal in his hand, and sang Zen in his mouth.

He slowly walked into the army of Yama creatures, and the terrifying scene was born, and the Yama creatures around him seemed to have touched the blazing oil, and green smoke came out of his body, screaming in pain.

In the end, after the release of the air, he left behind the white bones and corpses on the ground, like hell.

In just that battle, one person was released, one-third of the Yama army was slaughtered, and the Yama realm was seriously injured, and the first world war was completely defeated.

Call!

The palm print of the Buddha was terrifying, and in a breath, across the distance, appeared in front of the bear man.

The Buddhist sound and Sanskrit singing, like a trickle, with supreme spiritual interference, wraps around the bearman's ears, sharpens the bearman's anger, and wants to make him lose the heart of resistance.

"Don't think!"

The bear man's face was ugly, he shook his head fiercely, and his mouth burst into tears, making sound waves, competing with the Buddha's voice and Sanskrit.

Then, the claws he had just raised immediately changed, turning into a huge palm of a fan, and slammed it against the palm print of the Buddha.

Rumble!

The two palms were printed together, bursting out with a monstrous roar, and terrifying energy fluctuations were instantly dispersed, so that on the top of Defuniu Mountain, the boulders collapsed, the grass and trees were damaged, and huge potholes appeared, and dust flew and filled the sky.

At the same time, the Great Elder, who was caught by the bear man in the air, once again hung a light curtain above his head, blocking the aftermath of the energy, but was blown to the edge of the mountain peak by the energy storm.

"Old bald, you die!"

In the smoke and dust, the soles of the bears' feet unexpectedly carved out a ravine, one meter long and one foot deep.

Seeing this scene, the bear man was furious, since entering Huaxia, he had never suffered such a big loss.

Suddenly, he roared, and the soles of his feet stomped fiercely towards the ground in the ravine, booming, and his body was like a cannonball, rising from the ravine, and shooting madly towards the old monk who was stepping on the void.

In an instant, he stepped on the void and appeared in front of the old monk of the void, he did not hesitate to make a move, his fists and feet were added, and in a breath, he blasted out hundreds of moves, but all of them were easily blocked by the old monk of the void.

Martial arts cultivation, first weak and then strong. Therefore, the peak martial artists of the late stage of the congenital stage are not far behind the cultivators who are at the peak of the late stage of foundation building. Even, when the cultivator does not use the magic weapon of the cultivator, the attack power of the martial artist is a little stronger than the two.

"Old Bear, I'm here to help you!"

When the blood bat saw this scene, the flesh wings behind him flapped, and the sound of whirring wind brought a pungent smell of blood, turning into a bloody light, and rising into the sky, wanting to join forces with the bear man to surround and kill the old monk of Shikong.

However, as soon as he rushed out of the 100 meters, in the distance in the sky, another voice came, ethereal, straight into the depths of his soul.

"Blood Bat, please stay!"

Hearing this, the body of the blood bat suddenly shook, and the face of the sharp-beaked monkey showed surprise, and he hurriedly flapped his two huge flesh wings, stepped on the void, and looked towards the source of the sound.

'This voice is familiar, could it be that it is the guardian of Huaxia again?'

The blood bat blinked its eyes, with a fierce light in its eyes, licking its lips, careful and vigilant.

In Huaxia, there are four guardians, all of whom are incomparably powerful, not only possessing the peak martial artist cultivation in the late innate period, but also the blessing of heaven and earth luck, which is one cut higher than the martial artists of the same level, and is the great enemy of the Yama realm.

Ghost Ming and Peak Fei Fei Stiff glanced at each other, thought of a place with the blood bat, and looked towards the sky in the distance.

A black shadow gradually appeared, it was a thin and sturdy old man, with a high crown and a belt, a whisk in his hand, and an indescribable aura on his body.

"One of the four guardians of Huaxia, Zhang Daoqiong!" Ghost Ming breathed sluggishly, the green light in his eyes flashed, and he whispered softly.

The blood bat also saw the identity of the old Taoist, his eyes narrowed, and the big thorn said: "Old Taoist, you are not dead yet." ”

"Lao Dao guards Huaxia, how dare he die early. ”

Zhang Daoqiong smiled at the corner of her mouth, like a spring breeze, like the grandfather next door, making people feel no danger.

However, the blood bat was cautious, he knew that Zhang Daoqiong's strength was not much better than that of the old monk of Shikong, and he was also a peak martial artist in the late congenital stage.

"It's just the two of you, it's really wishful thinking to stop my Yama realm. The Blood Bat grinned and waved downward.

Suddenly, Ghost Ming and Peak Fei stiffened their soles to the ground, rose into the air, and stood beside the blood bat, with four enemies and two, they had the upper hand.

"The ghost god general, the heavenly zombie demon, it's been a long time. Zhang Daoqiong smiled lightly, as if seeing an old friend, not in a hurry, the cloud was light and light, and said hello.

"It's been a long time, but you're going to die!"

Ghost Ming held Hei Ding in his hand, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the two blood bats: "The three of us will make a move, first kill this damn old way, and then help the old bear." ”

"And rightfully so. ”

"Good!"

The two Blood Bats nodded, not ashamed of three to one.

Suddenly, they were gearing up, and their bodies were full of energy, wanting to surround Zhang Daoqiong.

But in an instant, Zhang Daoqiong smiled lightly, unhurried, and waved his hand: "Ghost Ming God General, Heavenly Zombie Demon, your opponent is not me, look over there." ”

When the words fell, Zhang Daoqiong stretched out his finger and pointed to a direction in the sky where there was no one, but after a breath, not only did two black dots appear, but also heard a sound.

Zheng!

The crisp and pleasant sound of silk and bamboo suddenly resounded through the world, such as potpourri, such as the sound of birds, refreshing people's hearts, and the empty valley sounded.

This is an ancient song...... Plum blossom three lanes!

(End of chapter)

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