"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma name is Mofro, but this thing is related to me, and I am here to cross it today!"

I saw a person with a meat bun on his head, earlobes to his shoulders, a solemn treasure appearance, wearing a yellow monk's robe, seeing that he was less than fifty years old, but his face was radiant, faintly seemed to have a treasure light flowing like a pearl and jade, and the natural brilliance made people look at it for a while, and then gave birth to the meaning of admiration and closeness, although it was cloth clothes and shoes, but it was different everywhere.

"The bald donkey, don't be faceless, this thing is clearly passed down by my ancestors, when will I have a relationship with you!?" The person who spoke, with a face of anger, was extremely angry with the other party's shamelessness, and also angry that his luck was really bad, and not long after entering the rivers and lakes, he met such an evil monk who came to rob the Tao.

"Amitabha, if this hammer is your thing, you can call it three times, can it be promised?" The monk's face was still unwavering, and his face was solemn, but there was no great virtue like a monk between his words, and he was full of insidious cunning.

"Okay, you are a shameless monk, you are really cheeky, this hammer is obviously a dead thing, how can you tell it to agree?" Hearing the words of the evil monk on the other side, there was more and more no bottom line, and the person who spoke trembled all over, and he was angry.

"Amitabha, the donor's words are wrong, this thing is obviously a living thing, how can you not agree? Such a divine thing is covered with dust in the hands of the donor, it is really a tyrannical thing, and the poor monk is also unwilling to hear it, so he came to cross it, and now you call it should not prove that this thing has long ceased to be your master. Rather, I will call it three times to see if it agrees, and if it does, I will immediately cross it. ”

As soon as the words fell, I didn't see how he moved, but I saw that the light on his face was even worse, and his eyes were as bright as the jade treasures, and then I heard three good babies, good babies, good babies. The silver-white hammer in the hand of the man opposite suddenly appeared, and then it was not tightly dragged by the master's hands, and swayed gently, clanging.

Seeing this, the man stepped back a few steps, gasped, and said with a big change in his face: "You, demon monk, what kind of demon method did you use to order the divine hammer in my hands not to obey?"

When the evil monk heard this, he put down the treasure for the first time, and laughed: "You are a person in the mountains and wilderness who has no knowledge, what kind of demon law is this, it is clear that this good treasure has a relationship with the poor monk, but now it is a response, you still don't quickly follow the way of heaven and cross it with me!"

Although the man was already covered in cold sweat, he was also vicious, swearing to keep the ancestral artifact, not retreating but advancing, holding the silver hammer with both hands, striding forward half a step, slamming it on the spot, and swinging a heavy hammer at the evil monk.

"Roar!" With a dragon roar, a silver-white dragon roared out from the hammerhead, and the clearly visible scale armor glowed with a metallic luster in the sunlight, lingering and circling, and the body rattled, as if countless divine swords were colliding against each other. The hideous dragon's eyes seemed to be spiritual, and suddenly glared at the evil monk, followed by a "whoosh", and the huge dragon body rushed straight towards his enemy, and the air everywhere it passed was simmering in Chad, as if it was about to be ignited, giving birth to countless sparks.

"Amitabha, it's really a good baby, wait for me to cross it by means of demon subjugation!" Seeing the silver-white dragon roaring towards him, the evil monk did not have the slightest panic, but showed surprise on his face, and then the treasure on his face flashed, and the right hand hidden under the monk's robe suddenly stretched out, actually revealing the whole arm, the glass-colored arm swayed with a dreamlike luster, sacred and immaculate, but it was high and uplifted, as if there were countless volcanoes waiting to erupt hidden inside, and you could see clumps of agate-red magma flowing rapidly.

With the two metallic trills of "Zheng" and "Zheng", the agate red right palm that was boiling with countless magma instantly turned black and gold, flashing with bursts of metallic luster. Then, he only raised his palm slightly to stop the huge dragon head that was biting at him in front of him, and no matter how it roared and struggled, it couldn't get half a point.

Immediately after that, the black-gold palm was just lightly held against the dragon's head, and the entire silver-white dragon turned into a little starlight and dissipated into the air, and then the arm also returned to its original size with the disappearance of the dragon, and it was full of glazed colors.

"Impossible!" The man lost his voice, his face was full of incredulity, he guessed that this blow might not be effective, but he didn't expect to be blocked so easily by the evil monk, he couldn't retreat even half a step, what could this person be if he wasn't a demon monk!?

When the demon monk saw that the man was so panicked, he laughed and said, "If you can force the poor monk to use two layers of skill, you little ant who has not even reached the top of the foundation is enough to be proud!"

Hearing that the evil monk only used two layers of skill, the big man was shocked and frightened, and he broke out in a cold sweat, and stepped back a few steps. Seeing him stop at his feet, his eyes gradually changed from fear to firmness, and then shouted: "Today I am fighting for my life, and I must protect my heirloom!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw him pick up the silver-white hammer and rush towards the demon monk, accompanied by the sound of bang, the ground was trampled out of a big pit, it must be with the heart of jade burning, so that the strength beyond his limit.

"Amitabha, why do you bother with this benefactor, the poor monk is a monk, and will never hurt your life, and since God has arranged for the poor monk to meet this treasure, it is fate, and the donor must not go against the sky. ”

Seeing that the big man was about to come to him, the demon monk still did not change color, but persuaded the big man.

"Broken!" the big man ignored him, but with a loud shout, he immediately jumped high, and his hands slammed the hammer behind him, and then his body bent backwards into an arc, and the hammer body suddenly shone with silver light, clanging, and faintly you could see two silver dragons hovering in the hammer, looming, and roaring angrily.

When he came to the top of the demon monk's head, his backward body bent back into an arc suddenly bowed forward, and the silver hammer held in both arms was thrown fiercely towards the demon monk's heavenly spirit cover.

"Amitabha, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell for me, since the donor insists on this, then the poor monk will not cover up, what does it matter if you hit him!" As soon as the word "hit" fell, I heard an explosion of "dong", and the place where the hammer head collided with the demon monk Tianling cover was even more ripples, where the ripples passed, the air was shattered inch by inch like glass, followed by several dragon roars, two silver dragons roared out from the place where they collided, spiraled and fell, and wrapped the demon monk's entire body tightly inside.

From the outside, there was no figure of the demon monk, only to see two silver dragons dozens of meters long circling each other, and the two huge dragon heads were exposed outside and kept roaring.

"My Buddha is compassionate!" A Buddha horn suddenly sounded between heaven and earth, along with this Buddha horn, the two dragons hovering around suddenly let out bursts of painful groans, and the clanging silver-white metal body actually slowly cracked, and the cracks emitted immeasurable divine light, as the divine light slowly illuminated the sky, the two dragons then turned into a little starlight and dissipated, accompanied by a silver mist, the golden light shone, but saw a big man's figure fly out from the center of the divine light.

After a closer look, I saw that the demon monk's palms were combined in front of his chest, and his whole body was full of precious light, like warm jade, and there was nothing wrong with his whole body, as if the earth-shattering blow just now was just a breeze, and not even a single hair was hurt.

When the treasure qi of the whole body gradually converged, the demon monk returned to his original treasure solemnity: "Amitabha, now that the poor monk has been hit by you in vain, it is the time for this thing to end up with you." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his right palm that flowed with glaze-like brilliance, and the void shook it lightly, and the silver mist flashed in his hand, and the silver-white hammer that flew to him in the collision just now came to his hand.

Seeing that he was holding the handle of the hammer in one hand, and gently stroking the hammer body with the other hand, the silver hammer gently rotated and seemed to have a treasure light flowing between it, shining brightly, and there was no real qi urging, just a slight wave and clanging, it was really incredible, seeing this treasure so magical, the treasure just disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the mouth kept talking about good baby, good baby, a greedy face.

On the other hand, the big man was already paralyzed on the ground, and his mouth kept cursing the old bald donkey, the evil demon monk, and the like, and he had no ability to resist.

"Amitabha, monks should be compassionate, if you fall behind others, you will be hurt early, the donor does not need to worry about it, just say thank you. ”

"Don't die well! Don't die well! Sooner or later there will be retribution, retribution!"

"Amitabha, why is the donor still so obsessed, you need to know that the husband is not guilty, he is guilty, the poor monk is helping you out of the sea of suffering early, you don't want to be grateful, but you still curse me like this, you really don't want to be a son of man!"

"Huh!" But the big man couldn't stand the brazenness of the demon monk anymore, and he was angry and vomited blood, and then fell to the ground and passed out.