The battlefield was quiet at this time.

Xuan Ci, who is usually a child, is extremely solemn and sacred at this moment, and Xuan Ci, who is surrounded by endless Buddha light, waved his hand lightly, allowing the Buddha to get up.

Then he looked at Chongyan, sighed lightly, and said, "Amitabha, Chongyan, the suppression of you by the little monk in the past did not destroy your vitality. I just hope that you can realize your sins and reform your ways in the past 8,000 years, but I don't want you to slaughter the world again as soon as you come out. ”

Xuan Ci's words obviously angered Chongyan, and he shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight, do you really think that I am afraid of you, a bald donkey?" ”

As soon as he waved his hand, a huge black hole appeared around Xuan Ci, and the devouring power of fear made every monk terrified.

It is also the Heaven Swallowing God and Demon Skill, and the power of Chongyan is not only a hundred times stronger than Chu Youran.

However, the Buddha light in Xuan Ci's body was endless, and as soon as he touched the black hole, the devouring power disappeared as quickly as spring snow met sunlight. In an instant, this void returned to calm, and Xuan Ci still stood there quietly, spotless.

"Amitabha!" He suddenly struck a Buddha name, and then with a wave of his right palm, a huge golden palm crushed down Chongyan with endless Buddha light.

Chongyan gritted his teeth and spit out four words: "If you come to the palm of God." He was no longer the relaxed and casual appearance he had before, but was full of demonic energy, his black hair was dancing wildly, and his endless demonic energy met Xuan Ci's golden Buddha palm.

"Boom"

The sky was distorted, and the black demonic qi seemed to have met the nemesis, and it was defeated by the golden palm.

The huge Buddha palm was still crushing down, seemingly slow, but the sealed heavy Yan had nowhere to hide.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Chongyan's mouth, full of unwillingness. Suddenly, a figure came out of his body, it was Chu Youran, who was trying to escape from the big palm with frightened eyes at this time.

However, the giant palm locked this space, leaving her with nowhere to escape, not even her own space.

"I hate! Let me die in the hands of Su Qingwei! Chu Youran shouted angrily.

The golden Buddha palm stopped crushing for a while, Xuan Ci looked at Su Qingwei, and when he saw her nodding, he wrapped Chu Youran with Buddha light and sent it to the place where Su Qingwei was.

Then the golden Buddha palm crushed down mercilessly, completely pressing Chongyan under the palm, and the giant palm also turned into a five-fingered mountain.

"Amitabha, this bowl has been refined for five hundred years, and this demon will be destroyed!" Xuan Ci's voice resounded throughout the land, and then the demon slaying bowl in his hand directly covered the mountain formed by the huge Buddha palm, firmly suppressing Chongyan below, and obliterating him little by little.

At this time, Su Qingwei was still looking at the Five Finger Mountain formed by Xuanci's giant palm, and muttered mentally that this brother had probably read Journey to the West.

Such a scene is really like the part where the Monkey King was suppressed.

She glanced at Xuan Ci carefully and found that he still had the statue of Baozhuang on his face, but there was a hint of a cheap smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's so good at pretending! Otherwise, she would have thought he was a different person.

At this time, Chu Youran, who had just escaped, said lightly: "Su Qingwei, let's end it!" ”

Su Qingwei had been guarding against her, and when she heard this, she replied: "It's just that your subordinates are defeated, and you will still lose if you compete again." ”

A strange light flashed in Chu Youran's eyes: "Don't talk nonsense, come here to fight to the death." With that, he flew towards a vacant place.

Su Qingwei was not afraid at all and followed.