With the sound of fine pieces of iron falling, the figure that had been sealed in the iron box finally saw the light of day.

Dressed in a brocade robe, the treasure is solemn, and the Buddha rhyme is hidden, isn't it the abbot of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple?

"Do you know this?"

Shen Yi smiled and raised his hand, and the qi of the heavenly demon turned into a devil's claw, hanging above the head of the void.

Do you think this seat will have an open and honest showdown with you? This seat directly threatens to be hostage.

I don't believe that you, like the old bald donkey, dare to ignore the false life and force your hands.

"You ······"

The white pure monk was so angry that he trembled, and his face was red with anger, "Despicable!"

The demon cub doesn't talk about martial arts, comes to threaten, and comes to yin, but he doesn't dare to fight with us and other Buddhism.

Not only him, but the rest of the monks also frowned angrily, and the Buddha was on fire.

"Amitabha, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, meanness is not meanness, and threat is no threat."

Shen Yi said earnestly: "This is the wise and wise words of your scriptures, and this seat will pass it on to you. Monk, don't be obsessed."

The cannon fodder: "The Heavenly Demon Holy Lord, the wisdom of the law is profound, the proverbs are wonderful, and the bald donkey looks like a donkey."

The monks were furious when they heard this, and they were eager to send this group of demons who had misinterpreted Buddhism to the Abi Hell.

"Alright," Shen Yi raised his hand, signaling for silence, and then said, "Now make your choice." Either we will honestly get out of the way and let this seat go to the Jingzong for a while, or we will step through the corpse of the vanity and come to subdue the demon guard."

As if echoing his words, the demonic claw pressed a little bit again, and the demonic qi was already rubbing against the sandalwood Buddha qi of the brocade robe, overflowing with puffs of black smoke.

The brocade robe is spontaneously protecting the false news, constantly absorbing the encroachment of external forces, but the demonic energy is constantly turning, and the black smoke that has been consumed flows back into the devil's claws, making up for itself, and at the same time, the devil's claws continue to press.

Get out of the way, or let the vanity die.

Although they were quite confident in the brocade robe, the monks did not dare to bet on the power of the devil's claws, betting that it would not be able to break through the defenses.

Duan Jiangshen was keenly aware of the hesitation of the monks, and silently pulled out a ring knife from behind him.

The knife looked completely different from a normal knife. Generally, the ring knife is a single knife style, and it will even be shorter and smaller than a single knife, because the existence of the ring knife is not to hurt people, but to tailor.

And this ring knife is a thick-backed knife, and the blade even flashes cold light in the light, showing a carved tiger shape, which is full of lethality at a glance.

Except for the Sanskrit inscription engraved on the hilt, it's really hard to see what this has to do with the sword.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing Duan Jiangshen's behavior, he grabbed his arm and questioned.

"Save the abbot and kill the enemy."

Duan Jiang said in a deep voice, "If no one dares to make a move, then the poor monk will come. The infamy and crimes are all borne by the poor monks."

On Buddhism, Duan Jiangshen is far inferior to monks such as humble and sincere, and when it comes to compassion, although he has changed his mind, the kindness in his heart is still limited, and there will be no great compassion to help the world.

But in terms of decision, these monks can't catch up with Duan Jiangshen even if they pat their horses.

"You're going to do it?" Shen Yi completely pressed the devil's claws on the heavenly spirit of the void, and said.

"Yes." Duan Jiang stepped forward.

"You're not afraid that I'll kill him?"

"Afraid, but not afraid."

Duan Jiang Shen was surrounded by gold, and he moved forward, waving his sword, "Thirty-two phases, the poor monk only cultivates the golden color of the body, the Dharma of Buddhism, and the poor monk only cultivates the method of Vajra."

[In view of the general environment,

King Kong glared angrily and surrendered to the outer way. Duan Jiangshen, a half-way monk, did not delve into what he was not good at, but entered the Buddhism, and only studied the method of fighting and cultivating the magic power of King Kong to subdue demons.

The momentum rises, outlining the angry eyes of King Kong, the knife is slashed, and the power of the mountain and the mountain is broken to achieve the knife of sharp attack, and the knife is broken, without reservation, completely disregarded

The safety of false news.

No, it should be included in the scope of the attack.

The knife slashed directly at Shen Yi in the air, but if Shen Yi was cut down or avoided, he would have to stand below the claws and vanity.

"Why don't the monks of the Great Mercy and Grace Temple talk about threatening the Basic Law one by one?"

When Shen Yi saw this, he also muttered in his heart.

First, a fat monk made a brazen move, regardless of the safety of the false news, and now there is a Mengren who slashes the abbot.

This kind of Russian-style rescue method really makes the threat person feel that he has failed.

"Okay, this seat will fulfill you."

The devil's claws pressed down, and he was about to press the head of the false smell, and his right hand went up, and the heavenly demon golden body was already running, meeting the knife of Gangmeng Ruiling.

Up and down, the demonic qi was mighty, and when the fleshy palm touched the knife, countless sparks immediately burst out.

After absorbing a large amount of vitality, the strength of the Heavenly Demon Golden Body rose again, and even the Dao Gang of the "Mountain Monarch" Duan Jiang Shen could resist hard.

But the claws that pressed down failed to work.

At this moment, the brocade robe suddenly bloomed with colorful brilliance, and a Buddha shadow appeared as if it were nothing, enveloping the whole body of the void, and the devil's claws grasped the void heavenly spirit, rubbing out sparks, and failed to enter the first half of the score.

"Amitabha, donor, you miscalculated."

A voice similar to that of a fat monk came from the Buddha's shadow, and the soft strength spread from the inside out, fighting against the devil's claws.

"The brocade robe has also been trained into a clone by you······

Shen Yi shouted.

The Sutra Sect trained the Dharma weapon into a body to carry the five phases that he differentiated.

Mind, desire, sexuality, mind, and body, these five aspects are the five instincts that must be surrendered in the practice of the Wisdom Sect, and Shen Yi, who has also been inherited by the Wisdom Sect, will naturally not be unaware.

seems to be that fat monk, if Shen Yi guessed correctly, it is the desire of the Jingzong.

It's just that others may never have thought that the Jing Sect would be so bold and actually practice the robe of the ancestor that has been passed down from generation to generation into a clone.

It's just ······

"I've already guessed it."

Shen Yi suddenly let out a long laugh, his claws clasped around the head of the void, and said, "Old bald donkey, in the end, this seat is still a step ahead. Eat this seat—"

"Heavenly Demon Bliss!"

Reversing yin and yang, reversing life and death, surging demonic energy and empowering straight down, not to kill the enemy, but to devour the enemy, a dark color appeared on the top of the head of the void, and also appeared on the body of the Buddha.

"Even if you need to fight against Daogang with one hand, this seat is not something that you, an old bald donkey, can calculate."

Demonic energy empowerment, a sense of evil naturally appeared, the abbot of the solemn Dacien Temple at this moment seemed to have become an evil Buddha, with indescribable weirdness.

Seeing this, all the cannon fodder shouted in unison: "Heavenly Demon Holy Lord, wisdom through the ages, strategizing, invincible in the world."

"Shut up, and bring me to this seat too."

With a wave of Shen Yi's hand, the cannon fodder fell down in unison, and the mighty demonic qi wrapped around their divine souls gathered together, and a stronger aura than before went straight to the top of the void head.