"Boom-"

Looking at the Yasukuni Divine Toilet wrapped in fire, Ye Bai's face was surrounded by flames, and it was very ruddy.

Well, it's just a little hot.

"Donor!"

"The bitter sea is endless, and the shore is back!!"

After hearing this, Ye Bai turned his head to look and saw an old monk with snow-white eyebrows and beard and a robe standing behind him.

Looking at this old monk, Ye Bai recalled the memory of the original book in his mind instantly, but in the end he found that there was no such person in the original book.

"Old monk, if I turn around, will I be able to live?"

"Donor, as long as you can turn back, the Buddha will definitely forgive your ......"

"Hahaha-"

Hearing this, Ye Bai almost burst into tears of laughter, this old monk couldn't help but speak.

Too lazy to talk to this old guy, Ye Bai's figure swooped over.

"If you want me to turn back, then win and I'll talk about it, I want to see what you are capable of."

Looking at Ye Bai, the old monk lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to his eyes, and there was no fluctuation on his face.

At the moment when Ye Bai approached, the Zen staff in his hand instantly swung out and smashed towards Ye Bai.

"Bell—"

The weapons intersected, sparks appeared in an instant, and feeling the violently trembling chopping knife in his hand, Ye Bai looked at the calm old monk in front of him, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"What a power!"

Looking at this old monk who had never come out in the original book, Ye Bai was very vigilant.

Sometimes, the unknown is the most powerful.

Because you don't know what exactly they do.

The moment the figure landed, his left foot stepped heavily and rushed up again in an instant.

The knife is bright, the cold light is shining, Ye Bai holds the knife with both hands, chopping, chopping, teasing, chopping, fast as the wind, ruthless and impermanent.

However, even if Ye Bai was fast, there was still no way to take this old monk in a monk's robe.

Looking at the old monk with a light breeze, every move was like nature, and the Zen staff was light, and an invisible Gang Jin vibrate.

Ye Bai's arm was numb.

"Bang~"

"Ding~"

The Zen staff swept over, Ye Bai's arm ached, the tiger's mouth instantly cracked, and the slashing knife almost fell off.

Ye Bai endured the sore numbness sensation coming from his right arm, and his left leg quickly lifted up and kicked on the old monk's chest.

"Oooo

The old monk took a few steps back, stabilized his body, looked at Ye Bai, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Amitabha, donor, please turn back to the shore." ”

"I'll go back to your uncle! ! ”

"Lao Tzu can't beat him, can't he run yet, old monk, I'll you next time."

As he spoke, Ye Bai's blood and qi were drumming, and his body instantly ran towards the divine toilet.

The blood enveloped his body, and in an instant, he stepped over the burning flames and smashed through the wall and rushed out.

"Bang bang—"

"Boom-"

As soon as he came out, he heard a loud gunshot, and Ye Bai also saw that the combat power of the sky in the distance was driving to this side.

"! It's really exciting, in order to deal with me, even the fighter jets are on, this posture is a bit big! ”

In the face of dense bullets, Ye Bai's figure dodged again and again, and bullets hit him from time to time.

Before the bullet penetrated deep into the flesh, the strength in his body spit out, and the bullet was shaken out.

caught the bullet that shook out, waved his hand, and instantly blood splashed.

The dragon leaped forward, and the figure broke through the encirclement and galloped away quickly.

Behind him, the old monk was barefoot, following closely: "Amitabha, donor stay." ”

The old monk was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was getting closer and closer to Ye Bai.

"it!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Ye Bai just wanted to scold his mother, then gritted his teeth and sped up.

At this moment, he is really going crazy, this old monk came out of that mess, why didn't the original book appear.

In the changing era of the original book, according to the strength of this old monk, he is definitely a character of the same level as Lao Ba.

You must know that a great master of national arts at the level of Gang Jin is not a cabbage, and he is even more cherished than a giant panda.

But with such an awesome character, the original book didn't appear, which is simply a little incredible.

He couldn't figure it out.

Could it be that this old guy came out because Lao Tzu lifted the Yasukuni Divine Toilet?

"Boom-"

Behind him, the fighter quickly approached, and a cannonball flew in.

Feeling the crisis coming, Ye Bai's face was hideous, and his body hurriedly moved sideways to avoid the shells.

The cannonball exploded, and the loud noise made the surrounding houses tremble, and Ye Bai was overturned by the air wave and rolled to the side of the road.

"Whew——! Whoosh——! ”

Ye Bai gasped for breath, his body was covered with mud stains, and he was extremely embarrassed.

"That's amazing, it's too exaggerated!"

Ye Bai wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking at the combat power hovering in the air, his heart was half cold.

He didn't expect that Fusang would directly dispatch combat power to deal with him.

This is too much to look up to him.

What Ye Bai didn't know was that what he was doing in the toilet was photographed by some people and posted directly on the Internet, which is spreading rapidly.

Especially the scene where he directly pulled out the huge stone pillar, I don't know how many people's eyes were shocked.

It's just that most people think that it is a movie trailer.

╯□╰

It's too awesome, but no one believes it, and it's not possible, if Ye Bai knows about it, he will probably be angry.

But no matter what, Fusang's face was really lost to the world this time, for Ye Bai, Fusang hated him so much that he couldn't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

"Boom ......"

"Ahem, ahem!!"

After dodging a wave of attacks again, feeling the attachment that was injured by the cannonball, Ye Bai couldn't help coughing up blood.

Looking at the several shells that flew in the air, Ye Bai couldn't help but show a wry smile.

"Now, I'm really going to finish the calf, little devil, when I come back next time, you can't fly and cry,!"

"Da Qianjing, return!"

The next moment, accompanied by the firelight in the sky and the thunderous sound, Ye Bai was wrapped in a thousand mirrors and turned into a purple light and disappeared.

Outside, looking at the purple light flying out of the firelight, the old monk couldn't help frowning.

When everything subsided, he looked at a bare ground, and Ye Bai's figure disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, the old monk suddenly sounded the purple light just now, and couldn't help but fall silent.

"Amitabha!!"

"Ahem!!"

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the old monk lowered his eyebrows, and his figure seemed to be slow and slow, gradually disappearing.

The old monk was too old, more than one hundred and forty years old, and he would have died in the temple in a short time.

Lifespan, which is the worst enemy of mankind.

In the age of no spirit, even the gods who see the gods are not bad are only two hundred years old at most.

Reality, accommodation

Ye Bai's figure sat cross-legged on the bed, absorbing the memories in his mind, and at the same time, his body was trembling rapidly.

In the meridians, the blood and qi are like a great river, washing over and over again, and finally returning to the dantian, silent.

Ten minutes later

Ye Bai's tightly closed eyes opened in an instant, and the blood in his eyes flashed.