As the abbot of Southern Shaolin, the abbot of Lingkong has been in this position for decades, and his name is famous in the rivers and lakes, and his reputation is far and wide, and he is a real grandmaster of the rivers and lakes.

But such a supernatural character would actually attack first, which no one expected.

In the eyes of the Shaolin monks, although what the abbot said was misty, it did not prevent them from agreeing with this statement.

So naturally, in the eyes of the monks, the abbot's righteousness is informal, and it is a preemptive strike, not a deceitful sneak attack.

But Lu Hanjiang didn't have so many scruples, he scolded directly: "Bald donkey, you are also a guy with half of your body in the ground, and you actually attacked a junior with a sneak attack, you still don't want to be embarrassed." ”

Scolding people has always been the first to snatch people, as for doing it, then Lu Hanjiang naturally thinks twice, it's not that he doesn't plan to save people, but Cai Wei is not as weak as he imagined.

In the face of the abbot of the spiritual sky's brazen attack, although Cai Wei was surprised, her reaction was not slow at all, she withdrew and retreated at the same time as she was already bent between her fingers, and the Gu condensation technique was between her fingers, and several emerald streamers had popped out in an instant.

It's a pity that the streamer is like a moth to a fire, and the figure of the abbot of the spiritual sky swept forward, as if a golden Buddha was suppressed, and the Buddha's light condensed as a barrier, blocking all the Gu insects from the wall of light.

Cai Wei was surprised, seeing that the golden giant arm had invaded her, she no longer hesitated, and her eyes were clear, and the Witch Moon Rotation was running the secret method.

Between the delicate and coquettish, the bright moon rising behind Cai Wei blocked the Buddha's light from a zhang, and the fluttering Gu insects were like fireflies in the sky, and the glow of the silent night seemed to be soft, but in fact it was like a cold blade, and pieces of knives were cut on the golden Buddha.

The abbot of the spiritual sky landed in front of Cai Wei in the rest of the place, and before he could move forward, the Wu Yue rotation raised the skill of this holy woman to a very terrifying level in a short period of time.

"The secret method of Miao Jiang is worthy of its name."

The abbot of the Lingkong sighed, then flipped his arm, and the palm power began again and again, accompanied by the light of the golden Buddha after circulating in the sky, carrying the surging true qi like the river that broke the embankment, violently impacting on the moon wheel of Cai Wei.

"Hmm!"

Cai Wei snorted, took a small step back, the light of the bright moon fell into darkness in an instant under the impact of the Golden Buddha, and it was about to be annihilated under the Buddhist scriptures in the sky, and at this moment, a strange scream came from Cai Wei's body!

This sudden change made Lu Hanjiang and the abbot of Lingkong stunned at the same time, only to see the eight-winged mark on Cai Wei's eyebrows suddenly blooming, and then, from behind her, eight streamers converged, condensing into the shape of wings.

"It's." The abbot of the spiritual sky stared at this strange scene, his eyes were a little distracted.

At this moment, Cai Wei seemed to have entered a mysterious realm, and her hands that operated the secret method slowly fell back to her side, her eyes were confused, and she let the eight-winged light wings wrap herself, like a chrysalis insect.

The moonlight dissipated, and the golden Buddha slapped on the feather chrysalis, and the terrible collision immediately triggered a terrifying gust of wind, forcing everyone around them to retreat a few feet away.

The abbot of the Lingkong maintained the posture of palming, but his brows were tightly locked, he slapped on the wings, the other party was not damaged at all, Cai Wei himself stood still, as if the palm hit the empty place.

The eight-winged wings were wrapped in a shell as difficult as a tortoiseshell.

When the abbot of the spiritual sky gazed, the eight-winged wings wrapped around Cai Wei suddenly unfolded, the overflowing air seemed to flow away from the rainbow, the flying light changed color like a dream, and Cai Wei's distracted eyes had been replaced by a touch of bright gold red.

In a trance, Cai Wei's holy lily-like temperament was soaked in this strange light, like a discarded paint plate, and turned into an indescribable distorted scene.

At that moment, Lu Hanjiang faintly glimpsed that the eight-winged mark on Cai Wei's forehead had dissipated and became invisible.

When everyone was shocked, another piercing chirp came out.

This voice is like the resentment of the nine demons and ghosts, and it is like the cry of the unjust souls of the mass burial, and the sharp sound pierces the eardrums, which is terrifying.

Without Lu Hanjiang's order, a group of brocade guards pulled out their knives one after another, this was an instinctive reaction, this sharp whistling sound was too terrifying, and it aroused the idea of self-protection in everyone's hearts.

The whistling sound was in their ears, and everyone was as frightened as if facing a wild beast at this time, and even the Jinyi Guard was a little hesitant, not knowing who this knife should cut at.

Lu Hanjiang pointed at the panicked Yongle with his backhand for the first time, and the vast true qi was like a dragon ship through the sky, no matter how the storm roared, it would not hurt the princess in the slightest.

As for Shang Luo, this girl seems to be the same as Lu Hanjiang, except for feeling that this strange voice is harsh, she has no other feelings.

Shang Luo covered half of his ears, his delicate brows were squeezed together, and his wrinkled bun face seemed to be a little tired of this cry, but it was far from the point of subconsciously drawing his sword and facing each other.

The face of the abbot of the Lingkong sank like water, his right palm paused slightly, and at the same time raised his left palm, and the golden light Buddha behind him was accompanied by the sound of the Buddha, and the shape expanded almost to break this treasure hall.

Hiss——!!

Just when the abbot of Lingkong was preparing to be serious, the bricks and tiles on the roof suddenly fell like raindrops, and everyone followed the prestige, and it turned out that a big white snake had broken through the dome and rushed into the main hall.

"Abbot beware!"

When the demon snake attacked, the monks couldn't help but panic and shouted, and at the same time, immediately a few white-bearded old monks gathered their true qi to call.

Several golden light palm prints fell on the body of the white snake, making it exhale in pain, and the vibrating scales oozed a trace of blood, and the white snake's blue vertical pupils were immediately dyed with the color of blood and became fierce.

But it did not immediately retaliate against the monks on the spot, but was extremely spiritual, and went straight to the master Caiwei.

The white snake's body was like a white lightning, and in a flash, it divided and dispersed the people in the hall with its body that was more than ten zhang long, and at the same time, the blood mouth swallowed Cai Wei into his mouth, and his body was about to escape.

The abbot of Lingkong stared at him, and the surging true qi condensed in the palm of his hand, and the terrifying qi wave naturally rose, causing all the monks around him to retreat in shock, and the entire Mahavira Hall trembled like chaff.

But at the same time as the white snake jumped out of the hall, the bloody mouth opened slightly, and Cai Wei poked his head out, and glanced back slightly, the golden red eyes opened slightly, and an invisible power fell on the abbot of the spiritual sky, and the palm power that made him ready to attack was paused in mid-air.

The gaze was only for a moment, but the abbot of the spiritual sky seemed to have experienced a lot, his expression changed several times, and finally the palm was not able to hit it.

This short gap allowed the white snake to successfully escape from the main hall with Cai Wei, which the monks did not expect.

The abbot of Lingkong paced to the outside of the hall, looking at the white shadow that quickly disappeared in the distance, and couldn't help but look up at the high sky.

Behind the Daxiong Treasure Hall is like a storm passing through a mess, just the hand, the lightning and stone fire will be like the ground shaking the mountains, but no matter what the chaos on the ground, this sky is high and quiet, the sea of clouds is still the same, ethereal and long, no people move, there is no joy.

The abbot of the spiritual sky looked up at the ten thousand miles of sky, and it was not until the fiery pain reached his eyes that he lowered his head, and then sighed faintly: "Amitabha." ”

(End of chapter)