The chanting of the Golden Buddha became louder and louder, shaking the whole mountain trembling, and the word "swastika" spit out from the mouth of the Golden Buddha, forming a chain in the air, and rushing straight to the mountainside.

These monks are even more robbers than robbers, saying that they will take people when they take them, and now they are still in the daytime, and I don't know what will become of the Tao at night.

Of course, Lu Chen would not sit still, one by one the handprints struck the chains in the air, and the little Taoist priest also took out a purple talisman and shot it into the sky, and suddenly thundered and roared, a fire tree rose on the mountainside, and the silver flying flowers rushed straight away.

"Jizo is compassionate, why should the donor resist the fate, let's go with the old monk......"

This old monk doesn't have a backache when he stands and talks, he doesn't want to be a monk, and he is still a monk who will become strange.

Lu Chen and the others only beat the chain of the word "swastika" a little off, and they couldn't break the opponent's technique at all.

The chain shot out, Lu Chen hurriedly dodged, and the other party's four ground levels joined forces, and it was difficult to resist.

The chains pounced, but they still didn't give up, and chased straight up, Lu Chen looked at the chains with some surprise, the speed of the chains of these four people was not as fast as they imagined, so they could also catch people?

was secretly rejoicing, but saw that the chains were reduced to zero, and countless "swastikas" were all over the mountainside.

"Boom ......"

The thunder and lightning fell from the sky, but it blew up in the air, blasting a big hole in the ground, the thunder flashed, and several thunderbolts continued to bombard, but it seemed that there was no target, and they were all blown up on the mountainside, and it was suddenly a mess.

"That...... There is no charm, you hold on first, and I'll ask Uncle Shi for a charm. The little Taoist stretched out his empty hands, his two purple talismans were blown into the air, without the purple talisman, he was not a quasi-level cultivator, and it was difficult to even interfere, so he turned around and ran towards the cave.

Tuoba Suo's silver flying flowers could only catch a few "swastikas", which had little impact on the overall situation.

It can't go on like this, their goal is themselves, "You look back at the barbarian city yourself." Lu Chen shouted, then turned around and ran.

"Donor, it's the shore ...... to turn around" The old monk's voice came into his ears clearly.

It's not the shore that turns back, it's your rope, Lu Chen doesn't look back, he runs to the rear with full horsepower, this river can stop others, but he has a flying poisonous centipede, and it is still easy to cross the river.

"Om Ma Mi ......"

With a chanting, the mountain of "swastikas" that was originally still in the back suddenly appeared around Lu Chen's body, and the "swastika" shrank and formed a new chain, but it was already on him.

Damn, it's weird speed.

The chains tugged at him, pulling him toward the other side.

Grass, he really can't escape if he doesn't believe it.

Lu Chen, who was about to be pulled to the foot of the mountain, suddenly weathered his body, and from head to toe, turned into grains of yellow sand that leaked out of the chains, rolling up countless flying dust and drifting into the distance.

The old monk was stunned for a moment, isn't he famous for his physical skills? How could he be such a strange technique, looking at the appearance of this technique, it is not ordinary, it is really a demonic genius, this person he has caught in the Santu Temple.

At the same time, the little Taoist priest Chunqiu also helped the Xuanqing Taoist out of the cave, and the Xuanqing Taoist looked at Lu Chen's weathered sand, his brows furrowed and wrinkled, and the earth vitality technique?

"The donor is gone. ”

The wind and sand formed by Lu Chen had fled to the river, and he was about to summon the flying poisonous snake to leave, but he heard the old monk stop with a shout.

The mountain is still the same mountain, and the river is still the same river, but countless black yin qi emerged from the mountains and rivers, the sky also darkened, and countless ghost-like things crawled out of the soil and emerged from the river, and the whole mountain range was like a ghost.

Lu Chen's heart was solemn, but he didn't expect the peaceful old monk Shenzang to be so gloomy.

A glimmer of light appeared in the sky, golden dazzling, and a huge Buddha sat on the lotus platform, and the Buddha's light shone.

"The donor has a relationship with the Buddha, so why go in such a hurry. ”

With the words of the old monk, the huge palm of the Buddha in the air stretched out and grabbed him.

Lu Chen just wanted to escape, but he found that the space around him seemed to be sealed, making him unable to move a bit, this old monk was so amazingly cultivated.

The golden giant palm grabbed it, and the yellow sand that was originally full of the sky was squeezed into a ball, getting smaller and smaller, revealing Lu Chen's figure, and he was actually pulled out of the technique alive.

Being grasped by the Buddha in his hands, no matter how he operates, he can't escape, "Slow down." Lu Chen opened his mouth and shouted, the gap in cultivation is too big, and he can't escape at all.

"The donor has figured it out. The old monk frowned kindly, and said in a peaceful language, as if it was not he who forcibly arrested people.

Thinking about your sister, Lu Chen scolded secretly in his heart, now he is really aggrieved, "Didn't you arrest me just to let me enter the Santu Temple?"

"The donor has a Buddha in his heart, and it is only a matter of time before he takes refuge in the three paths. The old monk didn't blush when he was exposed, and continued to persuade.

Sooner or later, Nima, this is a curse on him as a monk, "Old monk, don't talk about those false things, you also saw it just now, the four great monks can't even stop me, it can be seen that Santu Temple may not be better than me now, if you take me by virtue of cultivation, I will not serve the Buddha sincerely." ”

The old monk frowned, and actually dared to slander Santu Temple in front of him, "How can the donor be sincere?"

This is a promise to negotiate conditions, it seems that this old monk is not an elm pimple.

"I heard that everyone in Santu Temple is amazingly cultivated, I want to understand it, if you have people in Santu Temple who are fellow practitioners with me who can beat me, I will sincerely join Santu Temple, what do you think?" Lu Chen didn't say a word later, if you can't beat it, see what face you still have to continue to arrest people.

"Hehe...... the old monk chuckled, "a word is a certainty." ”

Just now, he also saw his own means, and he was so victorious, this time Lu Chen was worried, he didn't want to capsize in the gutter, but now he was arrested directly if he didn't do so, so he had to gamble.

"It's a deal. Lu Chen replied.

"It's difficult, you go up and talk to this donor about the Dharma, and make sure he takes refuge sincerely. The old monk said to a bronze-bodied Arhat next to him.

Fights are fights, and Buddhism is also discussed, and Lu Chen slanders in his heart.

The great monk stepped forward, "Donor, I am also in the early stage of the ground level, and I am equivalent to your cultivation, I hope the donor will not break his word." ”

Is it so ironclad that he will win? Could this Santu Temple be a mad monk?

After the great monk finished speaking, a demon-slaying pestle appeared in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, a huge demon-slaying pestle phantom swept over.

Did he think he could win him with a Buddha artifact?

Lu Chen slapped several palms in the air, stacked them together, and faced the demon pestle.

The two were separated by a big river and shot one after another.

"Bang ......"

The palm print and the phantom of the demon pestle collided together in the air, Lu Chen's eyes shrank, and the phantom of the demon pestle passed through his palm print, and the other party's vitality was beyond imagination, so it was still the early stage of the ground level?

Seeing Lu Chen frowning, the old monk's voice came: "It has been ten years since I entered the ground level, maybe the next moment, maybe tomorrow I will be able to break through to the middle of the ground level." ”

Nima, the old monk is playing tricks, this line of difficult monks does not break through the middle stage of the ground level for a moment, theoretically speaking, it is the early stage of the ground level with his fellow practitioners, and he really can't find a reason to refute it.