Hu Xiaobao saw that he didn't dare to stab himself with a sword, and continued to scold: "You little rabbit cub, Lao Tzu and your mother gave birth to such a sinister seed as you, it's really a shame, and you dare to be disrespectful to your father, it's really a big unfilial son, bitter, how can Lao Tzu have a son like you." The man's arm trembled when he heard this, obviously extremely annoyed, and said deeply: "You little bastard, see how Lao Tzu tortures you for a while." As he spoke, he took the bundle of fairy ropes, and took out a cyan stone from his clothes, regardless of Hu Xiaobao yelling and scolding over there.

Seeing a flash of golden light, this bundle of fairy ropes suddenly flew up from the hands of the Qingfeng Pavilion disciples, twisted in the air, like a spiritual snake, and then tied towards Hu Xiaobao's body, Hu Xiaobao was startled, and reached out to grab the bundle of fairy ropes, but instead was tied by the fairy rope around his arm, and he couldn't move at all, the Qingfeng Pavilion disciple was afraid that Hu Xiaobao would continue to scold, so he cut a rag from his body, stuffed it into Hu Xiaobao's mouth, and then pulled it onto the horse, and was about to return the same way.

Suddenly, there was a roar from the sky, "Golden Light Old Bald Donkey, do you really want to get along with my Heavenly Demon Ancestor?" This seat just doesn't want to entangle with you, don't think that this seat is really afraid of you, and if you want to block it, this seat will definitely fight with you to the death!" , This sound obviously came from a very far distance, but it seemed to explode a thunderclap in everyone's ears, all the Qingfeng Pavilion disciples sat down and the horses were bleeding and fell to the ground in unison, and even the Qingfeng Pavilion disciples on the horse fell down together, Hu Xiaobao was tied up with a fairy rope, and he also fell, and a burst of white light lit up on his body, and when he landed, he felt that he was like a weightless down feather, and there was no pain of being dropped at all.

Hu Xiaobao looked up and saw two people in the distance, his brain exploded for a while, and he said: "My mother, these two people are immortals, and they can still fly in the sky."

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor looked gloomily at the old monk opposite with white eyebrows and beard and said, "Old monk Jinguang, I and you don't interfere with the river water, and then we will work hard again, don't blame me for being ruthless and ruthless." The golden light monk clasped his hands together and said indifferently: "Amitabha, good and good, the donor went to my Golden Cicada Temple to rob the treasures, and killed dozens of disciples of my Golden Cicada Temple, how can the old man be forced to force each other, as long as the donor returns the stolen things, the old man will no longer be entangled." ”。

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor smiled playfully and said, "What if the seat is not returned?", the golden light monk frowned when he heard this, and suddenly his originally thin cheeks gradually plumped, and the empty monk's robe also swelled, and in the blink of an eye, his body size changed greatly, like a middle-aged monk in his forties, as if he was rejuvenated, and drank:" The Buddha has the method of teaching, but also has the way to subdue demons, those who see my body have bodhicitta heart, those who hear my name break evil and cultivate good, those who hear my Dharma get great wisdom, and those who know my heart become Buddhas, since the donor does not want to return it, then he has to take it with his own hands. The Heavenly Demon Ancestor looked solemn and said, "I have long heard that the Golden Cicada Temple has the wonderful method of the Immovable Ming King, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation." Okay, let's see if you, the old bald donkey, are one foot taller, or the devil is one foot taller. ”。

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor took out a pitch-black ghost head knife from the storage ring, and slashed at the golden light monk with a loud shout, the golden light monk's face changed, his hands suddenly let go of the golden light, and the palm of his hand slapped towards the body of the ghost head knife.

"What the hell is this. Hu Xiaobao felt that he had become unclear about the world at all, and the battle in the sky completely subverted his previous definition of martial arts!

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor's face turned cold: "Hmph, let you see and see the famous stunt of this seat, and the blood will leave the soul!", said A strong vitality like blood emerged from his body, and he shouted, this vitality is gathering more and more, faintly forming a blood cloud, and there are bursts of ghost crying and wailing in the blood cloud, if ordinary people hear this strange sound wave, the light one will be seriously ill, the heavy one will die on the spot, and the spirit will be pulled into the blood cloud!

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor exhaled lightly, and this blood cloud gradually retracted, gradually attaching itself to the pitch-black ghost head knife, the original pitch-black ghost head knife, countless strange blood-colored runes were formed on the blade, and a strong evil aura leaked out from time to time, emitting one knife ray after another, which looked extremely evil!

"You devil is too murderous, and I don't know how many innocent creatures you have mutilated, and you have created endless sinful karma. The golden light monk had a solemn face, his hands formed a seal, his face was solemn, his skin gradually became golden, and his body suddenly became bigger and bigger, until he was three zhang high, he stopped growing bigger, and the Heavenly Demon Ancestor compared with him, like a newborn child and an adult.

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor's eyes widened, and with a cold snort, the ghost head knife slashed towards the golden light monk, the blade of the knife clanged, and the blood-red runes made a ghost crying wolf howl, and a blood-red knife ten meters long flashed, and then flew straight towards the golden light monk.

The golden light monk made a seal with one hand, slowly pushed it out, and a golden light emitted from the palm of his hand, and for a while, the vision was repeated, and the seal method actually came out with countless Buddha's chanting and prayers, and countless inaudible chanting voices gradually echoed in the sky, and it became louder and louder, and the ghost head knife in the hand of the Heavenly Demon Ancestor also trembled slightly, and the blood-red runes also dimmed.

Bang, bang, bang

The bundle of immortal ropes on Hu Xiaobao's body flashed with golden light, and then fell from Hu Xiaobao's body, the rope body was dull and no different from ordinary ropes, Hu Xiaobao was stunned, and then white light came out of his body, and when he looked around, Hu Xiaobao was taken aback, and the disciples of Qingfeng Pavilion who fell from the horse all covered their heads, with a look of extreme pain, and after a while, blood flowed out of the seven orifices one after another, and they were soft and spread on the ground, motionless.

Hu Xiaobao couldn't help crying and laughing: "Haha, it's good to die, these miscellaneous things killed the master, and now they will be retributed immediately, and God can be regarded as opening his eyes." ”。

Kiss!

When Hu Xiaobao heard this voice, he hesitated for a while, took out the jade pendant hanging around his neck, and found that the jade pendant was full of cracks, one of which was particularly obvious, almost splitting the jade pendant in half. Suddenly remembered that Yang Mengqi said that this jade pendant has the effect of protecting the lord and driving away evil spirits, and then it was linked to the fact that he was obviously going to be hacked to death by the sword twice, and he could turn the danger into a disaster every time, it must be the role of this jade pendant!" "Alas, this jade pendant has this kind of miraculous effect, it must be a treasure among treasures, but it's a pity that it has become like this, and it probably won't be used anymore, and I won't have such good luck next time." Hu Xiaobao was stunned and said with a jade pendant.

The Heavenly Demon Ancestor's skills were not as profound as the Golden Light Monk, and the exercises were restrained, and he was gradually suppressed by the Golden Light Monk, and the crises arose, and finally he couldn't help but become angry, "The Golden Light Old Bald Donkey, don't force people too much!" Monk Jinguang clasped his hands together: "You devil, what else is there to say so far." After saying that, both hands hit the Heavenly Demon Ancestor again and again, the momentum became more and more amazing, and there was a crackling sound between the shots, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor couldn't parry, and was hit in the chest with a palm, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood in his mouth, his eyes looked at the Golden Light Monk with extreme resentment, and said hatefully: "You want the life of this seat, and this seat will not let you have a good time as a bald donkey!"

"The vitality condenses and turns into a pill, and the magic pill explodes!"

A strong and extremely violent demonic qi, after being condensed to the extreme, suddenly burst out from the Heavenly Demon Ancestor, the golden light monk's pupils shrank, and he drank: "Sanskrit Dharma Body, the golden body is immortal, protect my body, and guard the soul as one!", a loud sound suddenly erupted in the sky, and a strong vitality fluctuation swept across the world, and the nearby mountains were swept away by the vitality, all like tofu being cut by a horizontal knife, and there was a hard cut!

Hu Xiaobao was still holding the jade pendant in a daze, and suddenly a boulder in the air that was shattered by vitality flew towards him, and smashed it down towards Hu Xiaobao, the jade pendant in Hu Xiaobao's hand emitted a dim white light, and the boulder was swept away by the white light and directly turned into a pile of powder, while the jade pendant in Hu Xiaobao's hand directly clicked and shattered into a jade block. This change alarmed Hu Xiaobao, and he glanced at the broken jade pendant sadly, and Hu Xiaobao came back to his senses, and the battle in the distance was over!

Looking at the devastated scene of stones everywhere and the mountains in the distance, Hu Xiaobao opened his mouth wide: "This is too exaggerated, is the mountain gods and ghosts fighting?", "That's right, master." Hu Xiaobao hurriedly ran to Hu Nianzu's side, saw a large area of blood on his clothes, his face was pale and his eyes were closed, he couldn't help it anymore, and cried and scolded: "You bald guy is dying happily, but you are leaving me alone, saying that you will die a piece, you are not a hero, wow, master, don't die, don't leave Xiaobao alone." While crying Hu Xiaobao, he shook Hu Nianzu's body, tears kept falling one after another, wailing, and coming out of the distance one after another, in this desolate place full of dead corpses, it seemed extremely desolate

"Cough and shake the old man again, and he will really die. Hu Xiaobao blinked his teardrop-filled eyes, and was shocked: "Fake the corpse!", Hu Nianzu rolled his eyes weakly: "You just want Lao Tzu to die." ”。

Hu Xiaobao wiped his eyes vigorously: "Master, you." Hu Xiaobao couldn't help jumping up: "You dead bald guy, who made you a hero." ”。

Hu Nianzu's face pulled, his body trembled, he accidentally touched the wound, the corners of his mouth twitched with pain, and said with a wry smile: "Damn, Lao Tzu just doesn't want you, a little rabbit cub, to die with Lao Tzu." ”。

"You have shed a lot of blood, what should you do now?", Hu Xiaobao looked at Hu Nianzu's bloodstained body, and he was at a loss.

"I shouldn't be able to die for the time being, I have a bottle of hemostatic powder in my baggage, you can look for it, and sprinkle some on the wound for me. Hu Nianzu's face was pale and he said with his eyes closed.

When Hu Xiaobao heard this, he hurriedly turned around and ran towards the previous route, he was angry just now, and threw down all the things in the baggage, thinking that he should still be on the road, and after running for a while, he saw a bunch of trivial things on the ground. Hu Xiaobao looked along the road, found a bottle of medicine in the middle of the road, cheered, and turned his head to return.

"Little donor, please stay and cough. ”。

Hu Xiaobao sighed and walked towards the place where the sound came from. I saw an old monk whose clothes were tattered and covered in blood.

This old monk is the Jinguang monk, the Jinguang monk vomited a large mouthful of black blood clots in his mouth, and his body was full of large and small wounds, and the wounds continued to flow black blood. The face suddenly aged by dozens of years, like an ancient tree that is about to die and come to an end.