In the main hall, statues of gods are served on the altar, and green smoke rises from the incense burner at the feet.

At this time, the environment has been broken, and the temple of dozens of zhang has been restored to its original state, with four Dharma protector Arhats on the left and right, and eight angry eyes King Kong behind him.

Everyone's eyes skimmed over one by one, and finally they all landed on the statue of the Bodhisattva in the center.

This Bodhisattva statue is dressed in a robe, stepping on the body of a dragon, holding a dragon's head in his hand, although majestic but his face is kind and benevolent, as if to influence this evil dragon.

However, the specific meaning is irrelevant to the people here.

In their eyes, there was a dark golden point of light in the body of the god statue, which was affecting the aura of the four directions at this moment.

Once the idol is allowed to re-accumulate enough aura, the illusion it encountered before may reappear, and no matter whether or not the illusion comes in the end, it is impossible for everyone to let it absorb the aura.

So Zhao Yuansong's mind moved, and the long sword beside him broke through the air, nailing the dark golden light point in the statue to death.

As a few wisps of sword qi fell, this point of light suddenly dissipated, and even the statue of the god, which was more than three feet high, turned into fragments in an instant.

"Amitabha, a few people who smashed the statue of the Bodhisattva have committed heinous karma."

A sigh rang out, echoing through the hall.

Ji Yuan and the others looked for sounds, and then saw a kind monk, slowly walking from the back door of the main hall, he lowered his head, held the brass bowl in one hand, and stood in front of him with the other.

It was an elderly monk, dressed in a yellow robe, with one hundred and eight prayer beads around his neck, and his face was kind and kind, and his eyes were full of pity for everyone.

He swept past Zhao Yuansong and the others one by one, and finally landed on Ji Yuan's body, and there was a flash of unbearability on his kind face.

"Why do you have to come here, just stay quietly and practice in the Taoist temple, no matter what happens in the end, the old man will definitely save your life."

The old monk sighed, and his tone was quite blameful, as if the elders in the family were complaining about the younger ones.

Looking at the old monk in front of him, Ji Yuan was also full of emotion in his heart for a while, and he wanted to ask, 'Why do you have to do this', but he couldn't speak for a long time.

Finally, he sighed lightly and asked, "Master Wuhai, dare to ask if Huixin is still alive at this moment?" ”

When the old monk heard this, he smiled suspiciously and said, "Huixin is an old apprentice, so naturally he is still alive." ”

Ji Yuan nodded, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly exploded: "Then please ask the master to pass away!" ”

As soon as he spoke, he rushed out as fast as he could, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight into the old monk's heart.

For this high-ranking monk who is deeply respected by the people and an old man who has watched him grow up, Ji Yuan has all kinds of complicated emotions in his heart, but he knows that once he enters the demon path, it is equivalent to changing a person.

Wuhai is no longer the original master of Wuhai, so although he is full of emotions, he can only kill the killer.

Behind him, Zhao Yuansong let out a low sigh, his hands quickly pinched out one magic trick after another, and then his fingers lightly touched the long sword in front of him.

Under this finger, the long sword immediately swept forward, and its body shook, and then several sword shadows were divided, and one sharp sword qi after another fell.

In an instant, a long sword carrying four sword shadows broke through the air, stabbing at Wuhai's eyebrows and various vital points around him.

At the same time, Ji Yuan also appeared in front of the other party, and the long sword in his hand stabbed into the other party's heart without the slightest pause.

"Amitabha."

Wuhai groaned, and a dark golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Silently, a touch of golden light swept out of its body, and the Sanskrit words on it flowed, and bursts of chanting appeared out of thin air.

At this moment, whether it was the sword shadow that shot out in mid-air, or the long sword in Ji Yuan's hand, they were all frozen in mid-air at this time, and no matter what, they couldn't move an inch.

Zhao Yuansong let out a cold snort, and the magic technique in his hand suddenly changed, and Dao Dao sword qi suddenly fell from the sword body, and every wisp seemed to be as heavy as a mountain.

But even so, it only made that layer of golden light slightly inward inward, and it was impossible to completely break it.

On the other side, Ji Yuan's expression was also a little dignified, although he had not yet cultivated his mana and could not exert some of the power of the ingot, but with his own edge, it should be unbreakable.

But the sword blade, which was enough to cut off magic weapons and heavy weapons, was deeply immersed in the brilliant golden light at this moment, not only could not make an inch, but even almost escaped under a suction force.

He let out a low snort, and several talismans in his hand immediately slapped on the golden light in front of him, and with the power of the flame burst, he was able to draw out the long sword and quickly retreat backwards.

"That's the secret 'Sanskrit for protecting the body' of Baiyun Temple!"

Shen Lang shouted, and then threw the book in his hand.

The pages of the book are turned without wind, and one text after another jumps out of them, forming a piece of essays that are no more than a few crosses.

As soon as this opening was formed, dozens of words turned into thick ink, and finally condensed into the shape of a thin sword, slashing towards the Sanskrit golden light not far away.

When the ink sword roared, Wuhai glanced up, and then raised the bowl in his hand.

I saw that there were words in his mouth, and as the rolling mana poured into it, the bowl suddenly released a clear light, and with just a slight roll, the ink sword, the long sword, and the sword shadow were all included in the bowl.

"Don't continue to struggle, if you are willing to let go of the obsession in your heart, Lao Ke Dur and others will take refuge in Buddhism."

Wuhai recited a Buddha horn in a low voice and said to everyone.

It's just that the Buddhism in his mouth is obviously not the real Buddhism in the world, but the evil demon path that has been distorted by it.

Hearing this, Shen Lang snorted coldly: "Master Wuhai, don't you really think that my Confucian Haoran mantra is so easy to accept?" ”

Before he finished speaking, he pointed sharply to the book in front of him, and the aura on it gushed out, as if it had touched some kind of existence in the underworld.

It was just an instant, and even Ji Yuan felt it, as if something inexplicable, and glanced at it, which immediately made them feel a burst of shock.

At the same time, Wuhai's face changed suddenly, and a strong sense of jealousy appeared in his eyes.

Then he seemed to sense something, and immediately looked down at the brass bowl in his hand, and there was infinite aura stirring in it.

Rumble!!!

Before Wuhai threw out the bowl in his hand, as if an endless amount of vast qi gushed out from the bowl, it enveloped it in an instant, and that layer of Sanskrit golden light was also shattered at the same time.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan immediately flew out, throwing out more than a dozen talismans on one side, and slashing horizontally at the neck of the rolling Haoran Qi without sea with a long sword.

Zhao Yuansong also made a decision immediately, and as soon as he pinched the magic trick in his hand, a long sword with a hard spell flew out of the bowl, and after hovering in mid-air, it stabbed straight towards the top of Wuhai's head.

Even Shen Lang, after a whisper, manipulated the ink sword solution in the bowl. The body turned into several thick inks, like a chain half firmly locked the bowl.

However, after a short period of confusion, Wuhai only showed a smile at the cooperation of the three of them.

He caught Ji Yuan's long sword with the palm of his hand, and then the prayer bead on his body took the initiative to fly, slowly rotating on the top of his head, releasing a layer of soft Buddha light, blocking the long sword and sword shadow that stabbed towards the Tianling Gai.

"Little guy, you seem to have forgotten that in addition to the powerful mana, the Buddhist monk is also comparable to the martial artist of the same realm."

Wuhai smiled slightly, and pinched the blade of the sword with his five fingers.

His expression was relaxed, and it was only one hand, which made Ji Yuan muster up all his strength, and he was never able to pull the long sword out of the opponent's palm.

Even Ji Yuan wanted to use the blade of his sword to cut off the opponent's palm several times, but after trying, he could only give up temporarily.

However, when he looked at Wuhai's gaze, he suddenly showed a smile: "But you have forgotten that we are not just these people. ”

"Oh yes, she doesn't seem to be human yet."

When his words fell, Wuhai immediately frowned, and then a whistling sound sounded behind him.

The ferocious energy roared, and a bone fist with a glittering luster fell fiercely, smashing into Wuhai's back!

A layer of golden light surged, Rao is a Buddha Gate body protector supernatural power, but it is difficult to offset the power of this punch, causing Wuhai to stumble, unable to control his body and move forward a few steps.

And it was precisely because of this punch that the strength in his hand weakened, and the long sword that was pinched by him with five fingers was able to break free.

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed, and he turned the sword body without hesitation, and when Wuhai's body was staggered, a sword stood on the other party's waist.

It's just that he didn't expect that the yellow monk's robe on the other party's body turned out to be a magic weapon of acceptable quality, Rao was cut by a sword, but he also protected this body and was not cut in two on the spot.

"Retreat!"

Seeing that Wuhai turned around suddenly, and the kind color on his face turned into boundless anger, Ji Yuan immediately grabbed Su Hongzhu, who was about to bully him, and regretted it with his fists, and quickly retreated.

"It's just a ghost, and you dare to hurt the old man's Dharma body!"

Wuhai roared angrily, and there was a rolling demonic energy in his body gushing out with the Buddha's light.

This roar, the other party obviously used the magic power of the lion's roar of the Buddhist gate, and its sound was as mighty as a lion's roar, sweeping away in all directions.

Ji Yuan and the others didn't feel anything unusual except for their shocks, but Su Hongzhu beside him had an extremely ugly face at the moment.

Rao is with her true body red and pink skeleton, the innate nature of inviolability, under the magic power of this Buddhism, it also made her origin shake for a while, and almost collapsed.

At the same time, Wuhai reached out and grabbed the top of his head, put the rosary into his palm, and then threw it out fiercely, hitting Ji Yuan and Su Hongzhu.

In the process of plundering, one hundred and eight prayer beads bloomed with Buddha light, and the brilliant momentum pressed down like a mountain.

There is no doubt that if he is hit by this blow, Ji Yuan will definitely be crushed into a paralyzed bloody mud on the spot, even if it is the strength of the real body of the red pink skull, Su Hongzhu will be beaten and his bones will be broken.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuan immediately shook his robe, and then three copper coins fell, falling in a triangle beside them.

It was just a moment, and the aura accumulated in the three copper coins surged, and it turned into a translucent light curtain on the spot, guarding Ji Yuan and Su Hongzhu.

With the next snap of the fingers, one hundred and eight prayer beads burst through the air and slammed into the light curtain held up by three copper coins.

All of a sudden, with a heavy sound echoing, even the ground under everyone's feet trembled at the same time.

A solemn look flashed in Ji Yuan's eyes, but a single impact almost caused this layer of light curtain to collapse, and even caused one-third of the aura in the three Sancai Treasure Coins to be consumed, and the aura on it suddenly dimmed.

Looking at the posture in front of him, the three copper coins can resist the attacks of the rosary at most two more, and then all the aura accumulated will be exhausted, and even its own spirituality will be greatly damaged.

"Get out!"

After throwing out the rosary, Wuhai let out another angry shout, and he ripped off the monk's robe from his body, and threw it violently on the top of his head.

Under the shaking of this monk's robe, Zhao Yuansong's long sword was suddenly drawn out, and even the four sword shadows collapsed in an instant, and the sword qi it turned into was also dispersed on the spot.

Wuhai shook off the monk's robe, anger appeared on his face, and he no longer had the previous kindness, and even after the monk's robe was taken off, the rolling demonic energy in his body was uncontrollable and swept out.

He ignored Zhao Yuansong and the others behind him, and was about to step towards Ji Yuan, when he stretched out his hand, and the rosary suspended in mid-air flew back upside down and fell into his palm.

"Amitabha, why do you continue to struggle......

Wuhai sighed, but as soon as the words came out, his brows couldn't help frowning.

I saw that the talismans that had been thrown out by Ji Yuan before rose from the ground one by one, enveloping Wuhai in it.

As the talisman gall was ignited by the pre-infused essence, more than a dozen talismans suddenly turned into various attacks, completely submerging the Wuhai in the blink of an eye.

"Heavenly Sword Talisman...... Chop! ”

Ji Yuan's eyes flashed, and a talisman with brilliant colored light in his hand ran out, and when the talisman was ignited, the surging aura suddenly condensed into a giant sword the size of a zhang.

There were countless sword qi stirring on his sword body, but it was just a pause, and he slashed down towards the Wuhai not far away!