"The dead thief is bald, the stinky thief is bald, look at the old man's power!"

Fan Yongye was furious, the black gas gushing out of the puppet became denser and thicker, as black as ink, and the black gas rolled, as if a master of Chinese painting was painting.

This girl is dressed violently, dewy, exquisitely convex, twisting a slender, like a water snake-like waist, her movements are extremely bold, her eyes are shining, and she is a monk.

The monks looked parched at the sight, and an evil fire rose from their abdomen.

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color...... Wake up!"

Monk Kukai drank again, and woke up a group of monks, only to see him flip his hand and take out an irregular treasure the size of a fist, like a bone, this treasure is exquisitely clear, like a peerless jade, exuding a pale yellow halo, very charming.

"Don't be rampant, look at the old man's relics!"

Monk Kukai's eyes widened, blooming with golden Buddha light, his eyebrows moved, he spat out the Buddhist mantra, and the treasure in his hand flew into the golden Buddha's eyebrows.

In an instant, the golden Buddha seemed to be awakened, the Buddha light behind his head was flourishing, and the Sanskrit sound instantly overshadowed the woman's bewitching voice, and the woman was screamed by the Buddha's light refinement, turned into a hideous ghost, and pounced on the Kukai monk.

Monk Kukai was furious, his hand was shining with golden light, and he grabbed the powerful ghost and smashed it.

"Ah......h

The puppet let out a terrible scream, and the rich black qi suddenly narrowed the range, obviously unable to attack, and changed to defense.

Monk Kukai was overjoyed, and was about to take down the eternal night with all his might, when suddenly a figure jumped on the Golden Buddha, fished it out to the center of the Golden Buddha's eyebrows, and snatched away the relics.

"Thief, you dare!"

Monk Kukai's face changed drastically, and he shouted angrily.

Without the blessing of the relics, the Sanskrit sound in the main hall suddenly withered, and the Fanyong night took the opportunity to fight back, the demonic energy gushed out, and the crazy counterattack, the monk Kukai bore the brunt and was taken care of.

It was Nan Haiming who snatched the relics at the critical moment, and he couldn't let the monks refine Fan Yongye and Fan Liluo to death, otherwise he would have to die too.

Nan Hai Ming did this, it can be said that it is very inauthentic, the sea and air monk suddenly committed a hat, and was taken advantage of the opportunity by Fan Yongye to invade with demons, but the sea and air monk Buddhism is profound, desperately resisting, but has lost the opportunity, was pursued by Fan Yongye, and vomited blood.

Monk Kukai is the eye of the Vajra Demon Array, as soon as he was injured, the Vajra Demon Formation was broken, and all the monks were pulled by the breath, and they vomited blood, and they were more or less injured.

When Nan Haiming saw it, he immediately frowned, and approached the puppet with the relics. This relic is the treasure of the previous generation of the Dafan Temple, which contains the mana of the previous generation of the previous generation, and is extremely powerful.

Even though Nan Haiming didn't know how to urge the relics, he just took a picture of the puppet, and the puppet heard the terrible screams of Fan Yongye.

"Stinky boy, who are you helping?" Van Yongye scolded.

"Hmph, I won't help anyone!"

Nan Haiming continued to refine Fan Yongye with relics, and Fan Yongye was refined by the Buddha light of the relics and screamed miserably, and the rich demonic qi turned into a trace of black gas and dissipated in the air.

"Stinky boy, take this thing away, the old man is going to die, ah......"

It wasn't until the demonic energy on the puppet was completely retracted that Nan Haiming accepted the relics, snatched the puppet in his hand, and jumped off the Golden Buddha.

"Little donor, how can you repay your grievances with virtue?" Monk Kukai glared angrily at Nanhai Mingdao.

"Elder, please forgive me, the younger generation has a last resort!"

Nan Haiming broke out of the main hall, smiled bitterly, and said: "This relic is temporarily lent to me, and when the younger generation uses it up, it will be returned!"

Monk Kukai's face changed greatly, and he roared hoarsely: "Return the old relics, come quickly, come on, take down this thief, and snatch back the relics!"

Nan Haiming's face changed slightly, and he ran away.

He didn't run ten steps away before he was stopped by a fat-headed and big-eared monk, whose fat eyes became a line, and he was born with a smiling face, like Maitreya Buddha. He blocked Nan Haiming's way, clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, please leave my temple relics!"

Nan Haiming didn't speak, and he raised his fist and hit.

The fat monk smiled, and suddenly there was a golden light behind him, stretching out a thousand hands and arms, Nan Haiming's fist had a thousand powers, but the fat monk had many arms, and one arm couldn't stop Nan Haiming's fist, so there were two, and if two couldn't stop it, three of them went together.

In this way, even if Nan Haiming's fist hit like a storm, he was not afraid, and stopped Nan Haiming's fist shadow one by one, chic and free.

Nan Haiming was furious, urging the witch god trick, the demonic energy was great, and a demon god phantom appeared behind him, with twelve eyes on all sides, thousands of hands and thousands of arms, and a black bell in his hand.

When the fat monk saw it, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he exclaimed: "You are really a devil!"

Nan Haiming didn't talk to him much, and the demon god phantom behind him danced with thousands of hands and arms, attacking the fat monk, who was in a hurry, unable to prevent it, and was blasted out of the distance by a punch, smashing a big hole on the ground.

"The devil, the devil, return my relics!"

The sea and air monks in the Daxiong Treasure Hall saw it clearly, and immediately became angry, so he wanted to get up and fight with Nan Haiming, but he was seriously injured, and before he could stand up, he fell to the ground, panting heavily.

The rest of the monks struggled to get up, but they were all too badly injured and fell back.

Nan Haiming ran away, he used the witch god trick, although this witch god trick is the authentic Li royal family exercises, but the evil spirit is extremely heavy, and the monks see it, and they naturally think that he is a person in the devil's way. Even if he was covered with mouth now, he couldn't speak clearly, so he had to get out first.

Fortunately, the presiding officer of the Dafan Temple was not there, and all the masters among the monks were concentrated in the Dharma Hall, and the monks of the Dharma Hall were injured by the Buddha Yongye and did not recover, which also gave him a chance to escape.

Although the other halls of Dafan Temple are not as powerful as the Dharma Hall, there is no shortage of good hands.

Nan Haiming ran all the way to the mountain gate, and was about to escape, but was stopped by a tall and thin monk, who made it a robe to subdue the demon. I saw that he shook the robe on his back, and in an instant, the robe turned into dozens of zhang in size, and it was overwhelmingly wrapped towards Nanhaiming.

Nan Hai Ming was shocked, let out a long roar, stepped on the sound waves, and ran wildly on the robe, but the robe grew in the wind, and I don't know how long it was, Nan Hai Ming ran for more than ten minutes, still spinning in place, so it was not weird.

Only this time, Nan Haiming was surrounded by an overwhelming robe, his heaven and earth, as well as all around him were fast-moving robes, the robes were shining with golden light, and countless Buddhist mantras lit up, as if a cage of heaven and earth, trapping him.

"Well, you thief, we are kind enough to help you, but you steal the treasure relics of my temple, you are really shameless, return the relics quickly!" A monk jumped into the formation and glared angrily at Nanhai Mingdao.