Meng Qi took a light breath, his right hand holding the "whispering" tightened, his five fingers were forced, and his palm was slightly sweaty, just like the first day with a knife, at the moment of life and death, no matter how good the psychological element is, it is inevitable to be apprehensive, once he moves, there is no room for turn, like a monster like a rush, and the ferocity often overshadows the rationality.

But if you don't fight, you will pin your hope on the ethereal luck, pray that there are no monsters in the Buddhist temple, pray that there are no monsters before the return, and the vitality is not in your own control at all, and if you fight for the first line, although the hope is not big, but that bit of vitality is something you can strive to pursue, it can be touched, and you have no regrets!

Jiang Zhi staggered towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall with a slight step, holding a sword in her left hand, her mind calm, waiting for Meng Qi to make the first move.

She believed that Meng Qi would definitely attack before she stepped into the Daxiong Treasure Hall, because if there were monsters inside, wouldn't it be a waste of the medicinal power of the Great Returning Pill?

Ruan Yushu's expression was cold, but the five fingers of his left hand blocked by the guqin had quietly picked at the edges.

Ben Boer was holding the plaque of "Da Lei Yin Temple", carrying a steel fork, and all his energy was at the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, for fear that some terrible monster would emerge inside.

Jiang Zhiwei gradually approached Meng Qi who was standing in front of him, and Meng Qi closed his eyes and opened them again, his hand holding the knife was extremely firm.

But at this moment, a terrifying breath suddenly came from the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, like a mountain like a mountain, like the sun coming, like a bright moon falling from the sky, pressing the wide space near the Buddha Temple shook suddenly, and made Meng Qi tremble physically and mentally, as if he was burdened with a thousand catties, and it was difficult to move a single bit.

This is...... Meng Qi's thinking became sluggish, and he saw a monk in a tattered robe come out, his skin was dark gold, his face was like dead wood, his chest was exposed, his breasts were exposed, there was no life and no suffering, and he was completely troubled.

With every step he took, the void swayed. It seems to be about to collapse, and the golden lotus is carried with me, but it is stained with a trace of black gas, and there is no Buddha sound Zen singing to accompany it.

Jiang Zhiwei was also pressed by the monk's breath and couldn't move, as if there were restraints in all directions, Ruan Yushu's strength was poor, and he broke his right arm, and his injuries had not healed, and he trembled slightly at this time.

Rushing Erba's eyes bulged out. His face was full of horror: "Luo, Luohan!"

Arhat?!

Meng Qi was shocked, is this how the Dharma Body gives people?

The golden body of this Arhat is gray and lifeless, making the dark gold seem to fade, hiding countless gaps, dull eyes, and rigid face, which is not essentially different from the two previous monster zombies.

How could this be? The Arhats who had been cut off from their troubles and enjoyed purity had all been transformed? What had happened to Lingshan? Meng Qi was shocked and stunned. There are many mysteries in my heart.

He wanted to retreat, out of the range of the Arhat's breath, but under the pressure, his legs seemed to be filled with lead. I can't move.

Not only him, but the monster who still has half a step of exterior strength left is also trembling, the waves are solidified, and the movement of retreating is as slow as a snail. It couldn't compare to the pace of this Arhat.

The power of the Dharma Body is so terrifying that there is no need to make a move. Just let the rushing children be powerless to resist!

Luo Han's face was withered, his eyes were cold, as if he was a dead thing, and as he got closer and closer to Meng Qi, this feeling became more and more obvious, making Meng Qi couldn't help but beat faster, knock knock, knock knock, almost jump out of his throat.

The Arhat of the corpse is definitely not a good man and a woman!

Ben Bo Er Ba was so frightened that he screamed, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly threw the "Da Lei Yin Temple" plaque to the Arhat, hoping that this Buddha's thing would be useful!

Isn't it said that Buddhism is the best at transforming yin spirits?

The plaque flew towards the Arhat, and there was no vision, because the rushing child was hurriedly thrown out, and the head was not accurate enough, it fell in front of the Arhat with a snap.

Luo Han took half a step, paused suddenly, looked at the plaque on the ground, his dull eyes showed a little doubt, and the bloody meaning on his body faded a little.

But this change was very short-lived, he was ready to step over the plaque and walk towards Meng Qi at the front, their breath of life was very hateful and must be extinguished!

Meng Qi took a deep breath, thinking of Luohan's reaction when he saw the plaque of the "Da Lei Yin Temple", a Buddhist thing, and decided to be a dead horse and a live horse doctor, after all, he couldn't escape, and he couldn't beat him.

There was a dim bronze light blooming around him, and his breath was faint, but it was the meaning of authentic Buddhism - although the golden bell jar had been broken, it was only a defensive effect, not only the internal meridians were interrupted, and it was difficult to even operate.

Feeling this breath, the golden-bodied Arhat stopped again, stopping at the edge of the plaque of the "Great Lei Yin Temple", and his cold and dull eyes softened a lot.

Considering that he was unable to use the Ananda Breaking Knife Technique, and also considering the roar of "Ananda" all over the mountains before, Meng Qi decided not to use the knife to show the identity of the Buddha, but to recite a mantra.

"Pure Land Divine Mantra"! "Pull out a qiē karma and give birth to the Pure Land Dharani"!

This is one of the small mantras that Meng Qi learned in the morning, and he memorized it very skillfully and never forgot it.

"Nam no Amitaba Night ......" He has a dark golden body and a compassionate face, and sincerely hopes that this arhat will be free from his shackles and enter the Pure Land as soon as possible, so that he can be safe.

It's strange to say that the arhat actually closed his eyes and muttered sutras in his mouth, and it turned out to be a mantra of rebirth!

The sound of "Mantra of Death" echoed, the golden body of the Arhat rippled with Zen light, and the dark and dilapidated Buddhist temple gradually rose to the meaning of purity.

“...... Sopoko. ”

Under such traction, the four words of "Da Lei Yin Temple" bloom with Buddha light, the glass is clear and clean, the great brightness, the great fearlessness, and the great liberation.

Luo Han Muran's expression softened, he took a step forward, and sat cross-legged directly on the plaque of the "Great Lei Yin Temple", the gray and dead air and the dark aura on the surface of his body were all highlighted, and below was a pure dark gold body!

A glazed pure fire jumped out of his body, igniting the golden body, igniting the dead air and the pitch-black aura, burning silently.

Gradually, the flames wrapped the Arhat and the plaque of the "Great Lei Yin Temple", and bursts of Zen sound came out, as if this was liberation, this was nirvana.

"Nam no Amitabha Night ......" Meng Qi was still chanting mantras, his voice blended with Zen chanting, and a smile appeared on the Arhat's face, there was compassion, liberation, and non-borrowing.

When the flames covered him, Meng Qi saw two lines of bloody tears flowing from his eyes!

What is the matter with the Arhats?

The flames rose and rushed straight into the sky, illuminating the entire Buddha temple bright and pure.

When the fire receded, the plaque of the Great Lei Yin Temple and the golden-bodied Arhat had been burned out, leaving only a colorful glass-like relic in place, and the heart of hope was peaceful.

The swaying of the space, the heavy restraints, all disappeared, Meng Qi and the others moved freely, it was like a dream before, if it weren't for the relics rolling, I am afraid they would doubt the authenticity or falsehood.

"Get out of the way!" Seeing the relics on the ground, Ben Bo'erba's eyes lit up, and he surpassed Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei in two or three steps, and the waves rolled up, trying to take it away.

Opportunity!

Meng Qi and Jiang Zhi glanced at each other slightly, and they both found the joy in each other's eyes, originally the two of them planned to break out and fight directly, but now they are greedy and greedy, and they have given the opportunity to raid!

Don't miss the opportunity, lose it again!

This knife is cut out, if you can't kill the rushing children, it is us who will die, no accident!

And if you don't do it, there is still hope for a return!

Is it to fight for the front line and pursue hope with action and hard work, or to linger and just pray for luck?

The answer is already in Meng Qi's heart, he would rather die than beg for mercy!

Self-helpers, heaven helps!

Ananda breaks the sword heart method to operate, Meng Qi's heart is like a peaceful lake, there is no wave, he forgets death, forgets danger, no victory and no defeat, only the fighting spirit that burns because of the desire to survive!

Yes, I am not reconciled, I am not willing to die here, there are still many wishes to be fulfilled!

But it is precisely because I am unwilling that I want to go to the knife!

You can't wait for others to come to your rescue, wait for luck to take your way!

This knife is an unwilling knife, and it is also a knife for life, although there is no regret in death!

The long knife slashed out, and the whispers flew, like a cry in Meng Qi's heart.

The knife was like a long dragon, falling from the sky, absorbing all the vitality and all the air currents nearby, turning into a fierce and domineering knife, and the purple lightning soared into the air, enveloping the front.

The long knife was withdrawn, and it was another slash, exactly the same as before, without the slightest difference, like a replica, Jiang Zhiwei couldn't help but purse her lips when she saw it.

One knife, two knives, three knives, Meng Qi slashed out nine knives, and a thunder exploded out of thin air, shaking the body of Rushing Erba.

The purple thunder is like a snake, one heavy pressure and one heavy, like a wheel rolling forward, with the domineering and fierce power of coercing the universe and punishing the heavens, pressing down the rushing children.

Ben Bo Erba was happy to harvest an Arhat Relic, and suddenly felt a tremor from the heart, just like the feeling when he once witnessed the crossing of the Dao Tribulation by the master of the nine-headed insect, it was a coercion from above, and he was like an ant.

Heavenly punishment?

No, sneak attack!

He swung his steel fork back, blocking the long knife, twisting his body and rolling in waves to protect himself.

Rumble!

The thunder slashed, trembling the nine skies, and the rush was a step slower, and was struck by the nine purple thunders on the protective wave.

The water splashed, the electric snake flew wildly, and a trace of thunder light passed through the waves, directly opening the waves of the rushing body, splitting the black scales on his body to scorch yellow.

If it was a rush or an exterior level, Meng Qi's knife "Wild Thunder Shook the Nine Skies" might not be able to break through his defense, but at this moment, he only had the strength of half a step on the outside, and he was slashed by Meng Qi's hand, and the lightning flew wildly, piercing the waves and slashing on the scales.

While!

"Whispering" collided with the rushing black scales, and pieces of fish scales fell, cutting a shallow wound, and blood gushed out.

He actually dared to do it? Aren't you afraid that I will kill him? Ben Bo'er was furious, anyway, he had already reaped the Arhat relics, and decided to kill Meng Qi regardless of it.

As soon as its thoughts arose, its eyes suddenly lit up, and its vision was filled with sword light, as if there was only one sword between heaven and earth.

What has she done to regain her strength?

Frightened and angry, frightened and afraid, he swung his steel fork with all his might, trying to stop the long sword, and at the same time condensed a drop of water in the center of his eyebrows.

As soon as its protective wave was pierced, Jiang Zhiwei had already made a move, taking advantage of the weakness, so that it had no time to regain its breath, reorganize its defense, and grasp the timing extremely accurate......ly!

PS: The third more is sent, and the seal pushes for a monthly pass for a recommended ticket~