Blood-stained meditation and fasting

Oolong Yige still looked like he couldn't be beaten, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly: "Abbot of Fuxian Guangfa, I didn't expect us to come back so soon!"

It's no wonder that Oolong Yige asked this, after all, without Li Ji's prompt, they still thought that the Deep Sea Clan had been defeated and fled?

"Amitabha. Fuxian Guangfa recited a Buddha name.

But now he was thinking, "If what Lord Li Jishi said is true, as long as we can hold out for two hours, we can win without a fight." Although he thought so, he really didn't have the impotency to hold on for two hours.

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over the big * method of washing the marrow. Oolong Yige's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said coldly.

"Amitabha. May be disappointing to the donor. The great * method of washing the marrow has been destroyed by the poor monks, and there is no more big * method of washing the marrow in the world. The abbot of Puxian Guangfa said slowly, this is the first time he said a word, and his heart was uneasy, of course, hearing him say that the 'Washing the Marrow * Method' has been destroyed, except for the monk Cihang and the gold-topped monk, all the other monks showed surprised expressions.

The Dharma of Washing the Pulp and the True Body of the Lamp-Burning Patriarch are the two supreme treasures of the Meditation Dharma Ci Zhai, and how could they not be surprised to hear the abbot say that one of them had been destroyed!

"Hahahaha!" Oolong was not angry, but raised his head and smiled, and immediately, his face suddenly returned to cold: "Old monk, do you treat me as a three-year-old child? I don't know the importance of the Dharma of Washing the Pulp! You are willing to destroy it, it is simply insulting my IQ." ”

"If the donor doesn't believe it, the poor monk can't do anything. The abbot of Fuxian Guangfa said slowly.

"Well, since you can't eat the ancients, we don't have much to say. Oolong stretched out his hand, drew out the 'Heavenly Thunder Sword', and shouted to the guards behind him: "I want to see Jingfa Cizhai collapse and blood flow like a river in two hours, do you know what to do?" His voice was full of domineering and ruthlessness.

"Understood!" the guards behind responded, their voices echoing in Jingfa Cizhai.

"So what are you waiting for?"

As soon as the words fell, all the guards behind Wulong Yige shouted, and they all rushed to the monks opposite, and the murderous aura was like a tide, and they quickly drowned Jing Fa Ci Zhai.

"Amitabha!" Fuxian Guangfa just recited a Buddha name, and there was no superfluous nonsense, because they were already ready to live and die with Jing Fa Ci Zhai.

"Defend Jing Fa Ci Zhai, kill all the demons in the world, and support the righteous ......path," the gold-crowned monk shouted, and the little sand monks behind him who were so Jing Fa Ci Zhai rushed to the opposite group of soldiers of the deep sea clan, just like two waves of water hitting each other, exploding the words in the door, of course, these splashes were actually swords and swords.

Wulong ignored the surrounding fighting, the Heavenly Thunder Sword was pinned behind him, and slowly walked towards the Fuxian Guangfa monk opposite, his opponent was Fuxian Guangfa, naturally, Fuxian Guangfa was also ready to fight with him.

The two auras were staggered horizontally, as if they were isolated from the noisy fight.

On cultivation for the Oolong is not as good as the Fuxian Light Method, and on the aura, he is naturally not as deep as the Fuxian Light Method, but the Oolong One Grid is not afraid at all, because he is really confident in his own exercises, especially before he has discovered the flaws of the Fuxian Light Method, and he is even more fearless.

The aura exploded.

The sound of fighting and shouting was endless.

In the blink of an eye, this meditation Dharma Lent turned into a sea of fire.

An iron-armored guard, with an axe, slashed at the head of the little sand monk, without mercy, plopping, a piece of blood spurted out, and he was very happy: "Brothers, kill Jing Fa Ci Zhai without any grass." ”

There was a cheer around.

The side of the Deep Sea Clan is even more powerful.

They trampled on the remains of the corpses and gradually approached the 'Mahavira Treasure Hall' of Jingfa Cizhai.

"Don't let them attack the Mahavira Hall and damage the true body of the patriarch. After the golden-topped monk finished speaking, the palm of the Panruo was pushed out, and the palm print spread, at this time, an iron-armored guard rushed up, and as soon as his fists came out, the fist wind exploded and rolled up, and the palm of the Panruo struck, and the waves of qi waved.

This guard cultivated in the middle of the Jindan period, with a strong aura, not inferior to the golden-topped monk, and there were at least six or seven guards of the deep-sea clan like him, and four of them had already entangled the Cihang monk, making it difficult for the Cihang monk to move an inch.

Several guards and small sand monks were injured by the qi wave because of insufficient cultivation and fell to the ground one after another.

"There are seven generals who are entangled with the two elders of Jingfa Cizhai, this battle is undoubtedly won, and the most difficult thing to deal with now is the old monk Puxian Guangfa. "The corners of Wulong's mouth felt a trace of ruthlessness, and he accelerated his pace towards the Fuxian Light Method, the 'Heavenly Thunder Sword' in his hand shook, buzzing, and the Dao Dao aura flashed on the sword body, like rolling thunder in the dark clouds, as if it would burst out at any time.

"Amitabha!" Fuxian Guangfa recited a Buddha name, and his body emitted ten thousand Buddha lights, at this moment, the Heavenly Thunder Sword was about to arrive in front of him, and the palm of Fuxian Guangfa was pushed out, and a swastika of light was on the tip of the Heavenly Thunder Sword.

"Old monk. I haven't seen you for two hours, and the aura in your body doesn't seem to have recovered. Wulong Yige quickly noticed the difference between the Fuxian Guangfa and the previous battle, and he said proudly: "This is the weakness of your human race, no matter how much spiritual energy our deep-sea clan consumes, it will recover in two hours, and today you will accept your fate!"

"Amitabha. "Fuxian Guangfa was all over his body for a while, and the Buddha's light enveloped him, and the thunder hit the Buddha's light, disappearing like smoke.

"Do you think I can't do anything with you with a protective shell?" Oolong suddenly jumped up, and his figure was in the sky, sometimes on the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes up, sometimes down. After a while, the sky was full of him.

"Phantom technique?" Fuxian Guangfa said secretly in his heart, but the Oolong One Grid's tricks are weird and changeable, and the moves are fierce, he will never use this low-level method to deal with himself, but for a while, he can't think of what this Oolong One Grid wants to do......

Until, every figure turned into a ball of light, like a star in the sky, and concentrated on the central Puxian Light Law with lightning speed.

"What?" Fuxian Guangfa was stunned.

Everyone thought that this move of the Oolong Yige's 'Ten Thousand Leads Great * Method' could only emit one ball of light, but they never thought that he could emit so many balls of light at the same time.

The power of a ball of light can already make them overwhelmed, so many balls of light appear at the same time, even Fuxian Guangfa doesn't know what to do.

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"It seems that there is already a fight in the mountains. Jiang Chu'er looked out of the cave and said slowly.

Li Ji naturally knew that Jing Fa Ci Zhai was imminent now, but now he didn't even have the strength to stand up, let alone rescue Jing Fa Ci Zhai, the only thing he could do now was to eliminate the five poisons in his body as soon as possible.

It's a pity that you can't do it quickly.

Before, cultivating the Great * Method of Washing the Pulp had obvious effects, but now that he learned of the fierce battle on the top of the mountain, it was difficult for him to calm down, so during this period of time, the Great * Method of Washing the Pulp that he had cultivated could not achieve the effect he expected.

Cold sweat slowly oozed from his forehead, and the sweat took on a black, sticky object, disgusting like saliva, and emitted a foul smell.

Seeing Li Ji's brows sometimes constricted, sometimes relaxed, Jiang Chu'er knew that Li Ji was very worried about those monks on the mountain: "Don't think about it, you must keep your mind and be careful of going crazy." ”

Hearing Jiang Chu'er's admonition, Li Ji slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression returned to calm.

"There's a cave here. Suddenly, there was a voice outside.

It turned out to be an oolong plan, and the large army attracted the attention of all the monks of Jingfa Cizhai, but he played two guards, disguised as going up the mountain, to steal the great * method of washing the marrow, but they got lost while walking, and came to the secret mountain road of Jingfa Cizhai by mistake.

"Who is it?" Jiang Chu'er was a little surprised, after all, she hadn't seen anyone yet, but the little dragon suddenly grew bigger and entered a battle state, and its nose could conclude that the person who came was a water monster of the Deep Sea Clan.

At this time, after Jiang Chuer's admonition, Li Ji's heart calmed down, and he had entered the realm of selflessness, and he was unaware of the things outside!