At the edge of the pool, Bo Jian and the others looked at the surging pool, somewhat worried, only the golden lion gloated on the side, if it wasn't for the poisonous oath in the name of the Nine Spirits Yuan Sheng, the golden lion would have run away now.

At this time, it hoped that Shi Hou would be killed by the blood Jiao, so that it would be free again.

But soon, it saw that the blood Jiao was dragged up by Shi Hou like a dead snake, and threw it on the ground casually, looking like it was more intake and less breathing, and a pair of eyes stared at it with resentment, and the golden lion suddenly shivered.

"Yun Qing, this blood Jiao will be handed over to you, I remember that your "Sword Spirit Sutra" has a secret method to subdue the sword slave, you don't need to be polite to it, this guy is not honest if he doesn't fight, and he is not afraid to toss to the death." Shi Hou clapped his hands and smiled at Liu Yunqing.

Liu Yunqing had already prepared, walked quickly to the side of the Blood Jiao's huge head, stretched out his hand a little, and a dragon spirit sword qi turned into a sword talisman, the sword rune was like an illusory real dragon, roared, and headed towards the single corner of the Blood Jiao.

Blood Jiao was frightened and wanted to dodge, but was slapped on the forehead by Shi Hou, and immediately wailed.

Seeing that the illusory real dragon was about to land on the single horn of the blood dragon, suddenly, a Buddha cry came from afar, "Amitabha, stop." ”

Shi Hou turned his head suddenly, and saw that in the direction of Guanyin Zen Temple, a Zhishen monk was flying quickly.

"It is the Zhishen monk of the Guanyin Monastery, he has cultivated a relic, and his strength is not trivial." The golden lion blurted out.

"Yun Qing, I'll stop him, you take this blood Jiao first." Shi Hou immediately made a decision and greeted him.

Liu Yunqing was only a little hesitant, the illusory real dragon had already drilled into the single horn of the blood jiao, the blood jiao first stared at him, and then his whole body twitched, even the single horn seemed to be about to melt.

"Sword spirit lock key, shackle sword slave, set." Liu Yunqing recited the proverbs, and slapped the single horn of the blood Jiao with his palm, and on the single horn, a sword talisman condensed, as if it was imprinted on it.

"Huh." Blood Jiao screamed, his body twitched again and again, and the unicorn rushed up with even more blood light, wanting to break away from the sword spirit lock key, but his mana was scattered by Shi Hou, and he hadn't had time to recover, how could he block such a strange secret technique.

"Evil obstacles, don't stop yet."

In the distance, Monk Zhishen was angry, stretched out his palm, turned into a palm print, crossed the space of hundreds of meters, and grabbed Liu Yunqing.

"Monk, you are so angry."

Shi Hou was already in mid-air, and when he saw the monk making a move on Liu Yunqing, he immediately snorted coldly, and also slashed out with one palm.

His palm, although he did not mobilize the power of the world of Qiankun Xiaodongtian, but also exerted the second power of "Eight or Nine Xuangong", two huge palms were printed in mid-air, and a loud bang shattered at the same time, and the turbulent Quartet changed.

The face of the golden-haired lion who had turned into the prototype changed suddenly, and he looked at Shi Hou in mid-air in disbelief.

Shi Hou defeated it before, using a war halberd, but now it seems that even if he doesn't use a war halberd, it is not an opponent in this hand.

"Amitabha, who is the donor, and why did you come to my Guanyin Monastery to make trouble?" Monk Zhishen raised his eyebrows, his unexpected combat power was in mid-air, and his expression was a little dignified.

Shi Hou's strength was somewhat beyond his expectations.

"Joke, your Guanyin Zen Monastery is dozens of miles away, if you say that this is also the place of your Guanyin Zen Monastery, hmph, is your Guanyin Zen Monastery a demon cave that houses demons and monsters?" Shi Hou sneered.

"Amitabha, the donor has passed, these demons have not done evil in the vicinity of Guanyin Monastery, the Bodhisattva has mercy, let them rest, and at the same time supervise them not to do evil." Monk Zhishen glared.

"Really?" Shi Hou narrowed his eyes.

"Naturally, the monks don't speak." Monk Zhishen said seriously.

"Are you a monk?" Shi Hou asked seriously.

"What does the donor want to say?" Monk Zhishen frowned.

"You dare to say that this blood Jiao has not done evil? Or are you deliberately covering it up? ”

Shi Hou sneered, stretched out his hand, and the water in the pool rolled up like a tornado, bringing up the skeletons of a beast, some of which were of beasts, some of which were human, and there were quite a few of them.

"Monk, don't think that you can open your eyes and talk nonsense if you come out of Guanyin Zen Academy, this blood Jiao did evil, I caught you, you actually interceded for him, are you also an accomplice here?"

The monk's face suddenly became ugly, in fact, how did he not know that this blood Jiao would go out from time to time to do evil, if the monsters in the world did not eat people, then they would not be called monsters.

"Donor, don't spew blood, in short, you can't take this blood Jiao." Monk Zhishen's expression became cold.

"You're not going to be reasonable?" Shi Hou pulled out his halberd, "Originally, I didn't want to provoke you, but since you want to be nosy, then it's no wonder who will take it." ”

As soon as the words fell, Shi Hou stepped on the magic technique, and in three or two steps, he had already killed Monk Zhishen, and he stabbed with a halberd.

"It's a good time, and let me see who is the master, dare to be so big." Monk Zhishen folded his hands, and the Buddha's light bloomed in his palms, turning into a crescent moon to facilitate the shovel, and as soon as the crescent moon was picked, Shihou's halberd was picked apart.

"Hey, your legal name is Zhishen, is your surname still Lu Sheng?" Shi Hou couldn't help but laugh when he saw the crescent moon shovel, but he remembered Lu Zhishen from "Water Margin".

"The donor is really superb, and the poor monk and layman are surnamed Lu." Who knows, Shi Hou just said this, and the Zhishen monk was surprised.

"It's a pity, you can never be that Lu Zhishen."

Shi Hou held back a smile, is this the rhythm of "Water Margin" going to mess into "Journey to the West"?

"I don't know what kind of character Lu Zhishen in the mouth of the donor is, so that the donor is so respected?" Monk Zhishen was very curious, so he simply retreated a few steps back and got out of the battle.

"Hahaha, that Zhishen monk has profound mana, and the Dharma is even more profound, and the most important thing is that although he is a disciple of Buddhism, he has always maintained a pure sincerity of being a man, and he is not moved by vanity and jealousy as hatred and righteousness first, between you and him, the difference is too far."

Shihou was blind, but he also said that the head was the Tao.

Monk Zhishen showed a contemplative look, at this time he was already imagining what kind of person the Zhishen monk in Shihou's mouth would be, but he didn't know that the other party was just a flower monk who went up the mountain and fell into the grass.

Shi Hou was originally talking nonsense, after all, although the flower monk in "Water Margin" is a hero, he is not a positive character, but when he saw the contemplative appearance of Monk Zhishen, he was suddenly a little surprised.

This Zhishen monk's cultivation is not very high, and he is not a monk, Xuanxian cultivation is the same level as listening to Jialan, but he does not have the title of Jialan, and his status in Buddhism is far inferior to Jialan.

Such a character should have already seen the clarity of the heart, otherwise how to cultivate into a relic.

But now, things seem to be a little different.

Without waiting for Shi Hou to figure it out, the Zhishen monk took the crescent moon and shoveled, and put his hands together, "Amitabha, the donor's words are righteous, and my Zen heart has been touched, and the donor is right, since this blood Jiao has done evil, the donor will remove it together, and it can be regarded as retribution, and the poor monk will retire." ”

"That's leaving?" Shi Hou was surprised.

Could it be that he is a good seedling of Buddhism, being fooled and lame by himself, right?

But this Zhishen monk is gone, which is a good thing for him.

Next to the waterhole, the golden lion was directly dumbfounded.

Originally, he hoped that Monk Zhishen would make Shihou deflated, after all, when he first came to Black Wind Mountain, he was once warned by Monk Zhishen, and after some discussion, he knew that Monk Zhishen was powerful.

Who would have thought that Shi Hou just moved his mouth, and he didn't really fight, and Monk Zhishen actually left like this, which is too unreasonable, right?

"What? Are you disappointed? ”

The golden lion was showing a pity expression, when he heard a cold snort in his ears, and his whole body trembled, and he saw that Shi Hou had come to him.

"Don't dare, the son is mighty, and he retreats from the strong enemy in one word, I, I admire." The golden lion was embarrassed and hurriedly flattered.

"Golden Retriever Lion, don't think I don't know what your idea is, I didn't ban you today, it's for the sake of your ancestor's face, if you dare to make trouble for me, hum, then the blood Jiao will be your end." Shi Hou snorted coldly.

He wanted to get some means for the golden lion, but this lion had some origins, and it was difficult to start, and he didn't really plan to subdue the lion.

After all, relatively speaking, General Tiger Jingyin was willing to follow Bo Jian because he was trapped by the black lotus petals, and the blood Jiao was even more unlucky, and he was directly banned by Liu Yunqing's sword spirit lock key, and his cultivation would be suppressed because of Liu Yunqing in the future, and it would be difficult to turn over.

This lion has an extraordinary background, and he is practicing the exercises of the Immortal Family, if he can make him sincerely surrender, he may not be a good helper, which is why Shi Hou did not let him really recognize the master.

The golden lion trembled, and couldn't help but look at the blood Jiao, at this time the blood Jiao had stopped shaking, but there were drops of sweat like water beads all over his body, which showed what suffering he had suffered.

"Blood Jiao, you are forbidden by my sword spirit lock key, and you will be my sword slave in the future, Jiaolong's body is too shocking, why don't you turn into a dragon horse and walk with me?"

Liu Yunqing wiped the sweat drops on her forehead, but she had a satisfied smile on her face.

With her cultivation, it was originally difficult to subdue this blood Jiao, but firstly, the blood Jiao's mana was scattered by Shi Hou, and she had no power to resist, and secondly, the "Sword Spirit Sutra" she cultivated was the practice of the ancient sword immortals, and the method of it can be said to be a sword that went sideways, and now it has long been lost, although it is reluctant, it is not impossible.

Blood Jiao roared, his face showing unwillingness, but the unicorn condensed by his cultivation essence had been locked by the sword spirit key, and the lock key that turned into a true dragon phantom went straight into the soul, and it could kill its soul at any time, even if the blood Jiao was unwilling, he didn't dare to resist.

Twitched the body of the dragon, the blood dragon flew into the air, and the blood-colored mana appeared all over the body, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a sweaty and bloody horse with horns on the forehead of a divine horse, and landed on the ground.

"Good mount, Yun Qing, this blood Jiao is nourished by your true dragon sword qi, and the day of turning into a dragon is just around the corner, and it is not a disadvantage to treat it." Shi Hou admired, and couldn't help but be a little greedy.

When the blood Jiao, who turned into sweat and blood, heard this, he suddenly showed a look of surprise, and his expression slowly eased.