"The anger of evil thoughts is the seed of hell. Li Jun, if you don't want to fall into the Infernal Hell, quickly bow down and take the ordination! ”

"Just because you want to plug in my brain?"

"Tie the heart ape to the horse, enter the Buddha country and hold the vajra precepts. This is the only way to wash away your sins! ”

"Chattering, Ge Laozi talks a lot!"

Shu scolded people, the most hearty.

If you want to fight, you can fight what nonsense!

Li Jun rushed out in a vertical stride, galloping faster than he galloped, and stepped three feet in front of Mu Chi's body, his hands interlocked like a heavy hammer.

The wind pressed the roof, and the monk's robe was hunting.

"Stubborn."

Mu Chi squinted and sneered, picked up the vajra that looked like a staff and a knife with one arm and pushed it to the top of his head!

Boom!

The flesh and iron collided, and a dull sound like a bell broke out, diluting the chanting in the air.

Mu Chi's swarthy face suddenly turned red, and he took a few steps back uncontrollably, and the gold bricks under his feet were all cracked.

The Vajra Demon Tattoo covering his left chest emitted a bloody glow, bright and dark, as if breathing.

If you look closely, the red lines of the thorn pattern are actually metal wires.

It is engraved with Buddhist Sanskrit characters with its miraculous miniature carving technique, and it is rapidly dissipating the surging power from the vajra.

As soon as Li Jun landed, he struck out again, and a pair of blood-piercing pupils were full of hearty pleasure.

The red blood is hot, and it is time to kill the Buddha!

Squeezed into the middle door, slapped the Buddha pestle with his backhand, Li Jun clasped the door of Mu Chimian with five fingers of his right hand, and smashed this Buddha Gate Demon Bhikkhu to the ground in an extremely violent way.

"Just this bit of ability, still learn to play crossing?"

The sneer on the corner of Li Jun's mouth did not disperse, and a piercing sound of breaking the air hit his side.

Out of the corner of his eye, he swept over, and saw that the Dharma Protector Beast with the girl's face on his head had pounced on him.

Li Jun stepped down with his foot and stepped Mu Chi into the pit along with the vajra pestle that was blocking him, turned his shoulders and twisted his waist to punch the beast.

Although the body was still moving forward, the childish face on the head of the weapon closed its eyes in horror.

"Uncle, don't hit me."

Li Jun's eyebrows suddenly stood upside down, a pair of thin lips were pursed, but the fist he swung out still involuntarily hesitated for half a minute.

Poof!

At this moment's hesitation, a whip shadow struck out like lightning, and sent Li Jun out of the air.

As soon as Li Jun, who rolled to the ground, got up, he felt a sharp pain in his right arm, the cotton armor on his shoulder was pulled into strands, and the flesh and blood under it were also rolled out of an inch-long bloody mouth.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I'm sorry. If I don't sell flowers, he's going to beat me, I'm afraid, I'm afraid. ”

Snot and tears covered the girl's wrinkled little face with guilt, and in her childish voice was fear that went deep into the bone marrow.

And the beast body that carried him was swinging its tail blade like a sharp knife towards Li Jun's martial arts!

"Little problem, wait for your uncle to help you out!"

Li Jun grinned, revealing a mouthful of blood-stained white teeth.

The leaping step of ascending to the Great Perfection realm made his speed as fast as a ghost, and with one step, the figure had already arrived in front of the Dharma Protector Beast.

Call.

The tail whip came to kill again, but Li Jun easily grabbed it and twisted it directly with his backhand.

"Ahh

The girl cried out in pain, tears falling from her eyes.

"Don't cry!"

Li Jun shouted loudly, turned over and whipped his leg to pull away the sneak attack vajra, and knocked the beast to the ground with a heavy shoulder, clasping his shoulders with one hand and grabbing his neck with the other.

"Be obedient and close your eyes. If it hurts, you won't have to be a beast in the future. ”

The beast's body had already anticipated the next result, and its four sharp claws scraped deep marks on the gold bricks.

"Hmm."

The girl seemed to have an inexplicable trust in Li Jun, and when she heard this, she closed her eyes obediently, and a row of tiny young teeth bit her lower lip.

Poof!

A spine was uprooted from the ribcage, and the sharp pain that words could not describe made the girl subconsciously bite her lip into a blurred of flesh.

Before he could even let out a scream, the pupils in his eyes suddenly dilated.

"What is true and what is false? If you think she's real, can you save her? ”

Mu Chi stood in the distance with a vajra in his hand, quietly watching this scene.

"Don't fight with Lao Tzu, a group of dream-stealing squirts, pretending to be your mother Buddha."

Li Jun was shirtless, tied the girl's head tightly to his back with a military uniform, and stared at the red-clothed monk with scarlet eyes.

"This is your Buddha country, and it is also my illusion. Your Buddha can drive her here, can't Lao Tzu's willpower keep her?! ”

Belief is there, and if you don't believe, you don't, this is the foundation of faith, and it is also the underlying logic of the advent of the Buddha's kingdom.

The roar echoed in front of this holy Buddhist temple, and the sound seemed to contain some kind of magical power, and the girl's intermittent snort suddenly came from the burden behind Li Jun.

She seemed to be gritting her teeth, enduring the unimaginable pain.

Mu Chi's face was indifferent, "The Buddha Kingdom never guards against sentient beings, and what you said is not a secret at all. Now that you have fallen into anger, even if you keep her with this little will, how much can you fight with me for the authority of the Buddha Kingdom? ”

"Fight?" Li Jun sneered loudly, "Lao Tzu said that there is no need to be so troublesome, just smash your dog-Buddha country." ”

Mu Chi looked at the wound on Li Jun's shoulder, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a disdainful sneer, "Can your will still support you to be injured?" ”

"Then how many times can your Buddha thoughts carry your reincarnation?"

Mu Chi's lips moved and he was about to speak, but a black shadow had quietly occupied the sight in front of him.

The terrifying demon monk instantly regained his mind, and the vajra scraped a piercing scream that swept in front of him.

"You're not qualified to fight me in close combat!"

Li Jun's eyes widened, his left arm was pestleed, and his right elbow was pierced like an iron spear, straight to Mu Chi's heart.

The monk's back was stiff, his vest was torn, and the broken bones pierced the flesh, revealing a sharp cut.

This is just the beginning.

Li Jun grabbed his neck with his hand, and Mu Chi, who didn't have time to fly out backwards, was shackled in place again.

The steps under his feet are again, his shoulders are heavy, and the huge force of the river is surging wantonly between square inches.

The Great Perfection Eight Grades of Martial Arts, Eight Pole Fists, and Tie Shan Lean.

The red monk's robe flew backwards, and the vajra fell to the ground with his hand, smashed on the gold brick with a loud sound, and fell into the distance without knowing whether he was dead or alive.

What about the Vajra Body?

Li Jun threw aside a bloody trachea, and the muscles of his left arm tensed, blocking the wound left by the vajra to stop bleeding.

The smell of blood churning in his nose stirred the anger in his heart, and the sting pain of the wound made the ruthlessness in his bones boil endlessly.

He patted the burden on his back with his backhand and whispered softly: "Don't worry, wait for Uncle to kill him a few more times and we can leave here." ”

"Hmm."

As soon as the children's voice fell, the scene in front of Li Jun's eyes suddenly changed!

The sound of the Buddha is no more, the temple is hidden, and the smell of books and ink fills the nose.

A room full of elegance appeared in front of Li Jun.

After the bookcase, Gu Yong, who was dressed in a Confucian green shirt, seemed to have swallowed five stones, his facial features twitched nervously, twisted into a crazy expression, and his eyes were bloodshot.

This is greed.

Greed that is enough to make people forget life and death.

"This is the brains of the champions? This feeling is so wonderful, now I am the champion, I am the real reading seed of the Gu family! ”

Gu Yong stroked his face with both hands, with an obsessive look on his face.

"As for your knife, I was going to throw it away when I ran out."

Gu Yong raised his eyes to look at Li Jun, and said with a smile: "But I have changed my mind now, you have to die." If you die, no one will know about me stealing Gu Xi's slice. ”

(End of chapter)