[Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. "You bastard! a total lunatic!" Fu Jie scolded angrily, and sat back against the head of the bed. She stared at Chen Junjie with a wicked smile with stubborn and stubborn eyes, and she couldn't wait to pounce on it and bite it a few times.

It's not that the hotel cubicle is not good, but that her ears are outstanding. Because of this, although she didn't see Chen Junjie and Yang Huahua's crazy passion with her own eyes, she really listened to it. In that passionate process, her heart was filled with loss and unspeakable pain.

He and she had just ...... in this bed Fu Jie looked at the blood-stained plum blossom and subconsciously tightened the white sheet.

Chen Junjie suddenly frowned, and said hurriedly: "Lao Hong is in trouble, Lao Tzu has to save him." Little girl, you are here waiting for Lao Tzu to come back!"

Songshan Tallinn

The red madman clenched the big black stick with both hands, glared angrily at the sloppy monk holding a fiery red wine gourd, and shouted: "Give your gourd to Lao Hong, Lao Hong will leave immediately, and I will never embarrass you monks!" He had already found dozens of monks of all ages in ambush in Tallinn, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. The cultivation strength of these monks is completely inadequate in his eyes. The highest cultivation among them is a sloppy monk, and he is only in the early stage of the thunder tribulation.

"Ahh ”

Red Maniac shook his head again and again, "Impossible, you have to give it today, and you have to give it if you don't give it." The boss said, Lao Hong's favorite things can be grabbed directly!" After that, the big black stick in his hand grabbed a stick flower and jumped towards the sloppy monk.

Red Maniac and Sloppy Monk chased and fled for a whole afternoon, and they also fought several times. The monk was no match for the gorilla at all, so he had no choice but to flee all the way and lead him to his own territory.

At this time, the red madness did not take the sloppy monk in his eyes, and the latter was also confident. Neither of them had any intention of compromising and wanted to achieve their own goals. So, the two fought again, the stick shadow was like a phantom, the Buddha's light was golden, and they fought for nearly a hundred rounds in an instant.

Red Maniac had a slight upper hand, but the sloppy monk also had a faint smile on his face. He has been playing the world for decades and has learned a lot of popular words, so he said: "This is Lao Na's territory, and Lao Na has to listen to Lao Na, and Lao Na has to be the master!"

Two huge golden palms slammed into Red. A hint of disdain appeared at the corner of the red maniac's mouth, and the big black stick in his hand waved fiercely, shouting: "Break!"

The stick shadow and the giant palm collided together, making a huge roaring sound, and the bodies of the two of them flew out uncontrollably for nearly a hundred meters before they stabilized.

"Arhat Demon Formation!" the sloppy monk just stabilized, and shouted loudly with his hands flipping again and again.

In an instant, seventeen phantoms of golden-bodied Luo Khan appeared out of thin air in mid-air, looking hideous, fierce and vicious.

"Please help, Lao Hong is not afraid of you!" Red Madness smiled coldly, brandished a big black stick, and rushed to the sloppy monk with a flash, and slashed down on the head with a stick. He used all his strength with this stick, and once it hit, even a thousand feet of high mountains could be instantly razed to the ground, let alone a sloppy old monk. He no longer conserves his strength and fights with all his might.

The sloppy monk didn't have a trace of fear in the face of such a powerful blow from the red madness, his palms slashed out again and again, and shouted: "Descend the dragon Arhat to return to its position!" I saw that his body flashed with golden light, and the originally tattered monk's robe instantly emitted a dazzling golden light. And the fiery red wine gourd in his hand also turned into a lifelike golden dragon wrapped around his hands and neck.

Not only that, but the phantoms of the seventeen golden-bodied Rohans who had just appeared instantly materialized and came to life, each wielding a magic weapon and screaming to contain the red madness in the middle. Their positions and those of the sloppy monks changed rapidly, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting resounded from all directions, as if they were everywhere.

The golden light curtain flashed, and the red maniac's bullish stick was as if it had hit a pile of cotton, without a trace of strength. His full force blow was easily defused by the monks.

The red maniac's eyes were blurred, and his spirit was also sluggish, and his face was a little demented. Immediately after that, he volleyed the big black stick into the air, and the momentum on his body instantly climbed to the extreme, and he opened his mouth and roared loudly, "Whew!" An invisible sonic shield appeared around his body, trying his best to resist the sound of the Sanskrit chant, and the golden Sanskrit fonts were bounced out, and each font exploded like a bomb.

In the next second, with a radius of nearly 100 meters centered on the red maniac, it was like countless bombs exploding, and the roar of the explosion was endless, and the sky was dark, flying sand and rocks.

"Evil animal, don't show up soon!" the sloppy monk who turned into a dragon-descending Arhat shouted, and threw a golden Buddha staff and smashed it at the red madness.

At the same time, the other seventeen golden-bodied Rohans sacrificed their magic weapons and smashed them into the red madness. Suddenly, the Buddha treasures flew everywhere in the heaven and earth, and there were Buddha beads, bowls, Zen sticks, etc.

With one enemy and eighteen, the red madness felt very difficult, and the big black stick was waved only to see the shadow of the black stick, desperately resisting the attacks of various Buddhist magic weapons, and shouted loudly: "Boss, come on!"

Bang! bang......

Red Maniac was slightly distracted and was attacked by the Buddha Treasure, and several muffled sounds came out in succession, and he also suffered several heavy blows.

The Arhat Demon Formation is very weird. Obviously, it looked like eighteen people were attacking in eighteen directions, but the attack power of each Arhat had increased several times. Each of them struck with the power of joining forces with the other seventeen.

In short, if one person hits Red Mania, it is equivalent to being hit by eighteen Rohans combined. Although Red Maniac is strong, the power of the eighteen Arhats to attack together is really unbearable for him.

No, just after taking a palm, before he could slow down, the second person's attack had arrived, and he swept his back with a Zen staff. There was a flush on his big black face, and a splash of blood spurted out.

Before the red madness could suppress the churning qi and blood in his body, the attacks of the others came again. In the next second, Red Maniac was like a huge target withstanding machine gun fire and bombardment from all directions.

"If this continues, Lao Hong will definitely die here!" "Red Maniac felt that something was wrong, and at the same time was completely enraged. Regardless of his own safety and injuries, he brandished a big black stick to fight back. Attacking and attacking is the most powerful means of attack, and it is also the key to breaking the Arhat Demon Formation.

As soon as the red madness made a move, he locked on the sloppy monk who was transformed into a dragon-descending arhat, and the black light of the big black stick flashed through the air and hit the opponent's chest directly.

The sloppy monk frowned, his hands were folded, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he wanted to resist the red maniac with all his might. But immediately after, the other seventeen monks all folded their hands and eyes slightly narrowed like him, and their figures flashed rapidly, and they all flashed behind the sloppy monk.

When the big black stick was about to reach the sloppy monk's chest, he opened his eyes suddenly, pushed his palms flat and shouted: "Eighteen palms of Arhats!"

The other seventeen monks pushed out with their palms at the same time like a sloppy monk, transmitting the palm power to the person in front of them, and finally all the palm power of the seventeen people converged on the sloppy monk and was split by him.

The powerful palm wind carried the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and the sea, and the Buddha sound and Buddha drank into two huge golden palm prints parallel to each other.

The big black stick was knocked out by a golden palm print. Immediately after that, another huge golden palm print crashed into the red madness like the top of Mount Tai.

Suddenly, the red madness felt that the Demon God Yuan in his whole body dried up in an instant, and he couldn't lift half a thread, and in the face of the pressure of the golden palm print, not only did he not have the strength to fight back, but he didn't even have the ability to escape.

Could it be that Lao Hong is going to die here? Hong closed his eyes in despair, feeling very unwilling.

"Evil animal, don't subdue the law yet!" the sloppy monk's face flashed with a hint of joy, and he shouted while urging the golden palm print with all his might.

"Evil beast, who are you scolding? Eighteen dozen are not ashamed, it is really shameless, you all go to die!" A sudden voice sounded in everyone's minds, and then a young figure flashed beside the red madness, and the long sword in his hand swung to scatter the huge golden palm print.

"Boss, you're coming faster than I thought. Lao Hong thought that he would never see you again, and Lao Hong thought that he would never be able to drink again!" Hong suddenly felt that the pressure disappeared, and after being happy, he threw himself into the arms of the sudden person and became coquettish like a little woman. There was a deep cry in his words.

A strange and surprising scene appeared in front of the sloppy monk and others, a tall and rough man actually bowed down and threw himself into the arms of a man who looked to be only in his twenties and cried, and he was like a little girl. Even if they are monks, they will inevitably have a chill in their hearts, this is the real heart.

The young man who suddenly broke through the air was none other than Chen Junjie. He reached out and touched the head of the red maniac a few times, and said with a slight smile: "You really didn't disappoint Lao Tzu, and really let you kill in Baolong Temple." Wait, Lao Tzu will snatch the bald donkey's wine gourd for you. ”

After saying that, the figure flickered in front of the sloppy monk, stretched out his hand and said: "Don't force Lao Tzu to do it, otherwise while killing all of your eighteen bald donkeys, you will also kill all the dozens of bald heads hiding in the shadows!"

The sloppy monk looked at Chen Junjie in shock, but he couldn't find the trajectory of his movement, "Are you?"

"Amitabha, Juelu, give your wine gourd to Lord Chen!" A monk in a white suit and white leather shoes came out of the air with a Buddha name.

"Fanchen!?" Chen Junjie looked at the monk in suit with some surprise, and then smiled: "It seems that your status in Baolong Temple is quite high." Let's talk about it, how do you Baolong Temple deal with Lao Tzu!"

Monk Fanchen shouted another Buddha horn and said: "Master Chen, our Baolong Temple will not participate in any demon slaying conference, there are no demons in the world, but there are demons everywhere ......"

"Don't play meditation with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu doesn't want to listen. Lao Tzu ordered you, invite your strongest monk, and three days later, go to Guanyue Mountain, disobey Lao Tzu's order, Lao Tzu will kill you now!" Chen Junjie waved his sword and drank the words of the mortal monk.