[Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. "Amitabha!" Monk Fanchen's face changed slightly, and he once again shouted the Buddha's name before restoring the indisputable appearance of his family.

The eighteen Arhats, led by the sloppy monk, came to the mortal dust monk and bowed slightly, "See Uncle Shi!" The Buddha light on their bodies had receded at this time, and they had returned to monks who looked very ordinary in cyan Buddha clothes. But seventeen of them were very neatly dressed, except for one who looked as sloppy as a beggar.

After they saluted, they all turned around and glared at Chen Junjie and the Red Maniac together, holding their natal Buddha treasures tightly one by one, seeing that the posture could be a big fight at any time.

"Amitabha!" Monk Fanchen glanced at the monks, and then narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Poor monk, I didn't expect you to be so quiet today! I didn't expect that you still have some identity in this group of dead bald donkeys. How about it, do you agree to Lao Tzu's conditions?" Chen Junjie stared at Monk Fanchen with a playful smile.

Chen Junjie was still a little surprised by the sudden return of Monk Fanchen to Baolong Temple. On that night a few days ago, although he had no intention of harming the life of the mortal monk, he also made a heavy move, thinking that this very fashionable monk would find a place where no one would heal, so as to avoid his crazy revenge actions.

However, the monk Fanchen returned to Baolong Temple, and very skillfully came back when he arrived. In fact, Monk Fanchen originally found a quiet place near Menghua City to practice and heal, and did not plan to return to Baolong Temple at this time. But just a few hours ago, a man in black suddenly appeared in his secret room of retreat and told him that Chen Junjie would bring a catastrophe to Baolong Temple.

The monk Fanchen, who was concerned about his master, couldn't care about his injuries, forcibly exited the customs and flew back to Baolong Temple as fast as possible, and happened to meet Chen Junjie who came out of the sky.

"Evil obstacles, Hugh is quick to speak, and you have the ability to see the truth in your hands!" A fat monk with a golden bowl in his hand roared angrily, eager to immediately pounce on him and smash Chen Junjie to death with the golden bowl in his hand.

"Just because you're a fat bald donkey?" Chen Junjie sneered with disdain, "It's a wonder that you are so fat among the monks, Lao Tzu sees that you are stealing meat and eating it." Otherwise, it would be impossible to grow so fat by eating a vegetarian diet. Although pigs are vegetarians, they have a special physique, do you also have a special physique?"

"I, you, you ......" The fat monk blew his beard angrily and stared at him for a long time, unable to say a word. Although he can't be compared to Chen Junjie verbally, he is not stupid and still exhales that the other party secretly scolds him as a pig. But it's one thing to know, and it's another thing to scold back without that eloquence.

Monk Fanchen flew rapidly all the way to cause the injury, and after shouting the Buddha horn a few times, he stabilized the injury a little. He walked up to Chen Junjie and smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, Master Chen Shi smiled." The status of the tutor is relatively high. Why should Master Chen embarrass these ignorant juniors?" In the cultivation world, those who have attained it are respected, and Chen Junjie's strength can be called a senior in front of this group of monks. Besides, he created his own Xuanyi Sect, in a sense, he is also the respect of a faction, and the presiding officer of Baolong Temple should be on an equal footing, if Xuanyi Sect is recognized by all major sects.

In the eyes of the mortal monks, it was only a matter of time before the Xuanyi Sect was recognized by the various sects. Therefore, he has a lot of respect for Chen Junjie.

"Ignorant junior?" Chen Junjie asked as he stared at Monk Fanchen in surprise. This is also the question in the hearts of the sloppy monk and other eighteen brothers and sisters.

Without waiting for Monk Fanchen to answer, Chen Junjie then said: "Lao Tzu doesn't want to ink with you, hurry up." Let the dirty dead bald donkey give the wine gourd to my brother, and then you will immediately leave for Guanyue Mountain to participate in the demon slaying conference as Lao Tzu said. Otherwise......"

"Hugh is presumptuous!" the sloppy monk roared angrily, "If you want the red wine gourd of the poor monk, then show your skills!" and looked at the mortal monk again, "Uncle Shi, the majesty of our Baolong Temple does not allow others to ......"

"Stop!" Monk Fanchen stopped, looked at Chen Junjie and said, "Master Chen, are you insisting on embarrassing my Baolong Temple?"

"Nonsense! Lao Tzu let Lao Hong chase the dirty bald donkey, just to find the location of your ruined temple, of course, to embarrass you. It's hard to make Lao Tzu's closed egg hurt and let his brother take the risk. There are no big beauties in your temple!" Chen Junjie exclaimed very unhappily.

Although it was an accident that Red Maniac met the sloppy monk, it was Chen Junjie's instruction that he chased the sloppy monk to Baolong Temple. As early as when the sloppy monk was eyeing the red madness, Chen Junjie also targeted him, and he also left a divine imprint on the red madness, just to facilitate tracking. He didn't want to be blocked by the strange formation like when he met the Shang Kunlun faction, and he always felt depressed and guilty in his heart that the red madness led the thunder through the gates of hell.

When the red madness chased to Tallinn and was ambushed, Chen Junjie had already noticed it and rushed over as fast as he could.

Chen Junjie's mouthful of a "bald donkey" completely angered the monks of Baolong Temple, and even the mortal monks who were seriously injured couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted the Buddha's name again: "Amitabha, since Lord Chen has no intention of being good, then don't blame the poor monks for bullying more and less." Array!"

At any time, under the order of the mortal monk, the sloppy monk and other eighteen monks all moved in unison, and their bodies instantly attached to the bronze Buddha light, and one by one they incarnated into the image of a golden-bodied Arhat again, and held the Buddha treasure in the formation position to surround Chen Junjie and the red madness.

Monk Fanchen said with a gloomy face: "Master Chen, if you retreat now, you are still in a hurry, the power of this Arhat Demon Formation is not trivial, think twice!" He still didn't want to fight Chen Junjie to the death, let alone attract a big enemy for Baolong Temple, so he kindly persuaded him to hope that the other party could change his mind.

Chen Junjie completely ignored the mortal monk and looked at the red madness and asked, "Brother, can you still fight again?"

Red madness pointed at the monk Fanchen and said, "Boss, Lao Hong can get that guy!" The implication is that he doesn't dare to face the Arhat Demon Formation of the Eighteen Monks anymore, and the persimmon wants to pick up the soft pinch. He also felt extremely depressed about this, since he came to the human world, he was first bombarded by a group of mortals, and then he was avoided by the strange thunder and lost his temper.

finally went up to the Kunlun faction, but was shocked by the Kunlun faction's mountain gate boundary monument and was injured a little. The Kunlun faction wanted to fight happily, but the boss suddenly ordered to withdraw.

The red madness was full of fire, and he wanted to vent happily, but he was suppressed by the arhat's ambush formation.

"Let's do it, I'm going to give you a good time this time. Lao Tzu also wants to stretch his muscles and bones. Chen Junjie said with a smile, and with a wave of the demon sword in his hand, the figure suddenly disappeared on the spot.

Not to be outdone, the red madman waved his big black stick and pounced on the mortal dust monk, and shouted loudly: "Boss, the bald man's formation is a bit of a doorway, and it can suppress the old red demon yuan, you have to be careful." ”

"Their broken formation is useless to Lao Tzu!" Chen Junjie replied loudly, his figure had already flashed to the sloppy monk, and the demon sword in his hand slashed down. This sword, he only attacked tentatively, and did not use all his strength. When the red madness reminded him, he also felt that the operation of the Demon God Yuan in his body was a little sluggish, and it was not as smooth as usual. In his heart, he secretly praised the strong and weird Arhat Demon Array, and at the same time, he frantically urged the Demon God Yuan who was like being dragged away. The speed at which he unleashed his sword naturally slowed down a few points, and it was less than one percent of what he was normal in terms of power and speed.

"Luohan Long Fist!" the sloppy monk shouted, and blasted out with a fierce punch, dodging the sword, and smashed directly into Chen Junjie's chest. The speed of this punch was extremely fast, with a faint sound of wind and thunder.

Fast vs. slow, the sloppy monk was overjoyed, as if he saw that the Victorious Buddha was waving to him.

"Kick the donkey's feet!" Chen Junjie volleyed back, put away his sword, and flew up and kicked the huge golden fist that was close to his chest.

Boom! The feet and fists collided together, and two different forces collided together, causing the air to explode.

At this time, the red madness had already pounced in front of the mortal dust monk and smashed down with a stick. He used ninety percent of his strength with this stick, and he really wanted to win with one move.

"It's good to come!" Monk Fanchen did not avoid it, and smashed it out with a punch into the sky. At this time, the white suit on his body was torn, revealing the golden skin inside, and he still conjured the image of the golden-bodied Buddha. He was in the Arhat Demon Suppression Array, and he was also strengthened by the power of the formation.

When the fist of the mortal monk collided with the big black stick, there was a metallic sound.

Red Maniac felt the numbness in his hands, the big black stick came out of his hand, and his body flew out upside down with a few strange screams. When he was churning in the Ling family, he didn't forget to remind Chen Junjie, "Boss, we have been tricked." Their formation is very advantageous, even more advantageous than just now!"

Chen Junjie was also uncomfortable, the power of the sloppy monk's punch just now was many times stronger than he imagined. The force of a punch actually made him feel pain in his feet and numbness in his legs, which was an incredible thing.

Horrified in his heart, he quickly fled, hesitating whether to launch the most powerful killing move, the Yin and Yang Reincarnation Disk. Seeing that his eyes narrowed slightly, he increased his divine sense to investigate the strength of the monks in the formation.

When he saw the mortal monk, Chen Junjie was immediately shocked, the strength of this fashionable monk who was once his defeated general had increased many times, reaching combat effectiveness: 170 days horsepower, defense power: 200 days horsepower.

This, this is too perverted!

What surprised Chen Junjie even more was that not only was the combat power and defense of the mortal dust monk beyond imagination, but even the combat power and defense of the eighteen monks such as the sloppy monk were exactly the same as their uncle, with 170 days of horsepower and 200 days of horsepower at the same time.

This battle is really impossible to fight! Chen Junjie was depressed and wanted to retreat. Even if he used all his strength and used the most powerful means of attack, he could only increase his combat power to about 150 days at most, and he would not be able to break through the defenses of any of the opponents at all. What's more, there are nineteen people on the other side, all of whom are so strong, isn't it okay to find abuse if they continue to fight?

Chen Junjie was very unwilling, and suddenly saw the seven-story stupas around him, and suddenly smiled with joy on his face: "I see, the Arhat Demon Formation, see how Lao Tzu broke this formation, haha!"