If you are not a human, you are a wolf! It's the trick of the wolf's mother!

Seeing this, Lu Feng was furious in his heart, he never thought that these treacherous wolves had such means, after Lu Feng came in, he actually saw three kinds of wolves, one is a wolf that eats people, puts on skin, and can't even hide its tail.

But the wolf in the back, the flesh and blood in its belly are almost digested, and even the spirit is almost digested, so it turns into a human, and its speech and action are no different from people, even if it is an ordinary person, they can't see any difference, and they think that they are also the same kind of people, and the only flaw may be the "line" behind the spine.

In the end, the wolf digested the spirit in his stomach, that is, he didn't even know that he was not a human, just like Ngawang, he actually respected the Guru and the Buddha, but he did not respect the Buddha and the Guru, in fact, it was the inner and the outer skin of the person, respecting the Guru and respecting the Dharma!

How so!

How dare you do that!

Under the third layer of secret mantras, Lu Feng's face turned into the wrath of "Fudo Ming Wangzun", and he wanted to extinguish this monstrous anger with the blood of the Buddha's enemy. There is a way that the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, King Kong looked angry, and so far, Lu Feng was unable to contain his anger, and stopped making the loudest voice he could make so far.

There is no mercy, there is no anger!

There is no persuasion, only the majestic judgment of the Buddha's enemies!

Lu Feng also did not notice that his voice was like a duet, between the accents, there was another major note accompanied by his own voice to make a louder sound, just like the thunder of the avalanche on the holy mountain, thousands of snow waves pushed the mountains and the sea, if 10,000, 100,000 snow-white horses galloped down, from a line of snow, to a wall like the city wall, and then to the overwhelming snow is a vast expanse of snow!

That's it!

That's how it should be!

There should be such an overwhelming world, so that the Buddha's enemies even breathe and breathe, it is the voice of the Ming King's punishment! There should be such five senses, within the six senses, there should be the anger of the Ming King, in other words, it is intolerable to heaven!

"Ngawang, Ngawang, Ngawang!"

Lu Feng scolded angrily, one voice was higher than the other, he was angry at this wolf, angry at this trick to deceive the master! The serf had no name of his own until he died. He should have his own name, he should have his own fate - seeing Lu Feng should be his supreme chance, but now his chance was taken away by a trick.

This king will not tolerate it!

"Ngawang, Ngawang, Ngawang, how can you be like this, Ngawang!"

The "name" given by the master should be precious, and it is a wealth that the noble lord cannot take away without mistake, but now, it is useless, so, it is very tricky, so, outside!

"Ngawang!"

With the last "Ah Wang", Lu Feng's anger reached the highest, like a wave of the sea, directly destroying the evil wolf on this ground, he broke through the camouflage and turned into a pair of green eyes, but without any reaction, he was turned into ashes by Lu Feng's anger!

There is no way to find the spirit of the serf Ngawang, that spirit should have been digested by this demon wolf, Ngawang is not this demon wolf, but this demon wolf can be disguised as Ngawang! If so, then nothing! Neither! Nothing!

"A fire!"

Lu Feng spoke, and the doppelganger also spoke, "A fire!" ”

Then it was a real fire, the name "Ah Wang" was not a spell, but Lu Feng said this name, in the mantra wheel in the center of his eyebrows, the monstrous fire ignited this Fang Jing Hall in an instant, Lu Feng recited the "Immovable Ming King Secret Mantra" in his mouth, and the breath of these Buddha enemies was like a thick, black fierce fire oil, spreading throughout the manor of Lord Luo Ren.

The angry fire met these viscous, fierce fire oil-like Buddha enemy breath, just like a blazing fire cooking oil, and instantly caused an explosion!

The explosion caused a fire, Lu Feng's fire, from this place, there was no containment, and Lu Feng had no intention of stopping it, so the great mercy rhyme protected all the food, silver boxes, and Buddha treasures here, and Lu Feng kept chanting the mantra again.

Everything around him turned into endless karmic fire, scorching everything clean, and as for Lu Feng himself, he slowly lifted the second magic weapon in the midst of the fire.

Gabala bowl in one hand.

A three-strand vajra in one hand.

The wisdom fire spread up along Lu Feng's five fingers holding the Gabala bowl, and burned directly in the Gabala bowl, and the sound of chanting mantras came from the Gabala bowl, but soon, there was nothing in the Gabala bowl, and in the surrounding patterns of this bowl, new patterns were burned out by the fire, and on the other side, among the three vajra, the same is true, the two magic weapons, so far, should be Lu Feng, the magic weapon of the eternal true master.

The same is also his clothes, the flames are going up his clothes, and a unique aura is also printed on his clothes, Lu Feng himself is closing his eyes, not feeling everything around him, and stopping his curse!

"Mo,

Sanman's Binding Ri Luo Amnesty,

Zhanna,

Maharusana, Sapoja,

moo

Taraka,

Humm! ”

With the blessing of the magic power, under the effect of Lu Feng's anger, Lu Feng "with his own eyes" saw that the entire manor of "Master Luo Ren" had turned into a torch, illuminating the entire farm, and Lu Feng came out of the fire and looked at so many people with a look of great anger.

Whether it was the human skin scroll, the Gabala bowl, the Gawu box, or his clothes, the magic weapons in his hands, this time they were all turned into ashes as in the mountains, Lu Feng's mastery of this flame of wrath far exceeded before, and in his hands, the three vajra pestles dripped down a red golden liquid and turned into a small pile of flames.

Wherever he walked, the flames were extinguished here, and these flames gradually refracted behind Lu Feng, turning into the angry face of a Ming King, and followed Lu Feng over.

Wu Wu held the vajra bell, and the three strands of vajra scorched by Lu Feng's flames were red, like a weapon that had just been taken out in a hot smelting furnace, and it was extremely strong.

The "water droplets" that fall down are the meaning of subduing demons, seeping into the soil and turning this place into Buddha land.

The wolves outside, the wolves with their tails exposed, were already "whimpering" and fleeing with their tails between their legs when the flames burned and the cry of "Awang" came from inside.

The only ones that remain now are the werewolves who look like ordinary people.

But when the real Lu Feng came out, these wolves did not dare to disobey the Dharma, they had more "people" than Lu Feng, but the momentum was completely suppressed by Lu Feng, and when he came out, those werewolves who were no different from ordinary people scattered and fled, making a "whimpering" sound like a big dog.

Lu Feng didn't have any thoughts, he stopped looking at a wolf, the wolf was still parked in the distance, a pair of eyes looked at Lu Feng indifferently, Lu Feng also saw the eyes, and then suddenly pointed at this thing and shouted: "Outer way!" ”

Without a Gabala drum, Lu Feng beat his chest, making a sound like thunder on the sacred mountain, stopping at this moment, Lu Feng stepped forward, and when he reappeared, even the wolf didn't expect it to be so fast, until this moment, there was a trace of anthropomorphic fear in the eyes of this demon wolf.

It will not be caught, it is a trap here, Lu Feng came over, the surrounding charm was like substance, and it wanted to spread towards Lu Feng's back, as if there were two hands, holding a cold knife in his hand, from Lu Feng's spine from top to bottom, cutting his skin off his body.

The wolf actually stood up in front of Lu Feng, wanting to put his hands on Lu Feng's shoulders, and the chilling feeling of fear began to follow the blade to Lu Feng's body.

Like flowing water, enter together.

It's a pity that Lu Feng can't be infiltrated by such a sense of fear, his compassion fire only fuels his wisdom fire, and he is useless to peel the skin, the countless knives that want to drill over cut the wound on Lu Feng's skin, but there is no bloodshed. Zhi Lu Feng came to help it peel it himself.

Lu Feng felt that the strength of this demon wolf's charm was within the scope of the ordinary sixth-order monk, and it was no match for Lu Feng's current opponent, especially after Lu Feng cultivated the "Immovable King Secret Mantra" to the third order.

The three vajra pestles smashed down on the head, and the wolf's head fell directly to the ground, and the wolf who smashed it even had a lot of pure eyes, and those tricks did not have any "remorse", turning into big hands that kept trying to cut Lu Feng's back, but it had no effect, and he was suppressed by Lu Feng and hammered him under his feet.

There should be other reinforcements here, and a few wolves the size of a few calves rushed over from the darkness, but Lu Feng choked the neck of the rushing man, tore it alive, and turned it in half!

The blood was covered as if it were an invisible wall.

The blood slowly flowed into the Gabala bowl in Lu Feng's hand.

The blood of the Buddha's enemies!

A complete wolf skin was stripped off by Lu Feng, and the same was true of the wolf's head, wrapped in endless wisdom fire, and turned into a small, palm-sized wolf head skeleton, which was full of fire-colored lines, and the weird forest in it was burned clean and thoroughly by Lu Feng.

As soon as the wolf died, the wolves here fled in panic.

The previous walk, Wu was really completely scared away, it was a strategy, but at this time, as soon as the head wolf died, he was scattered for the tree!

Lu Feng took the burned palm-sized wolf head, and the wisdom fire slowly swallowed into the seed word, but its power was also endless, and the wolf head shrank again, and was put into the Gabala bowl by Lu Feng.

"Don't run away."

"Don't run away!"

It was not very difficult to catch the wolves that had fled in all directions, and when he had caught one, he asked, "Who are you waiting for, and who is the command?" How many people are there, when and why? ”

The wolf still wanted to whimper, but he didn't answer, Lu Feng didn't listen to his whimpering, and stopped using the vajra to get rid of the demon.

Again and again.

When he left the farm, the fire was unstoppable, Lu Feng took the Buddha treasures and grain outside, and on the way to catch the wolf, he also found a warehouse for ghee and barley under the farm, and even found brown sugar, found a few mules and horses, and looked at the teeth, all of them were old animals.

Lu Feng brought out all these grains, looked back, and saw the endless fire, the burning of this farm is bright and bright, the endless rhyme, stop in this fire are all turned into nothingness, Lu Feng's hand in the Gabala bowl, full of red nectar, this is the blood of the Buddha's enemy, Lu Feng carried this Gabala bowl, chanting in his mouth.

With this "red nectar", make offerings to the Supreme One.

After doing this, Lu Feng found the cloth and the clothes of the dead people, tore them, tied them to the mules and horses, took those mules and horses as pack horses, and slowly walked forward, and the snow outside fell in a mess again, and landed on Lu Feng's body, the mules and horses.

But it was dispersed by the fierce fire behind it, and the endless karmic fire burned here, burning a scorched earth, and there was nothing.

As the so-called: the heart is like a painter, painting all kinds of five yin; In all worlds, there is no way to make it.

There is a fire in the heart, and it is also a fire outside.

Lu Feng walked out of the fire alone, with seven mules and horses carrying pack animals, one person holding a rope, wearing a red monk's robe, and walked out of the fire alone.

Nothing was burned.

When the snow falls, it all falls on the ground, and next year will be another good year.

The wolf corpse gradually dissolved into nothingness in the fire.

Lu Feng took out the silver pagoda and put it in his hand to play with it, and he didn't ask anything about what he said just now.

He asked, "Today's things are today's things, but not today's."

If the wolf wants to eat people, they don't need so many means, but they want to turn into this monk, not for these people, and then they want to change into this person, and then when those monks come again, they will turn into that monk again.

In other words, these people, including Master Luo Ren, are just the process of this group of demon wolves, not the goal, and their lives are nothing to say about the mother of this man-eating wolf, they may not be as good as the yak herd, the yellow sheep herd, and the wolf demon who leads the team, but also a first-class book, and then up, there are so many books waiting for him there!

Master Luo Ren got a chance in the scripture hall, escaped a life, and went to the "Zhonghe Village", thinking that he had escaped a life, but unfortunately what a good thing was there?

Today's thing in Shanghe Village, that is, the first person was changed by a wolf, and the person was unaware, and then slowly, as soon as the night came, those demon wolves turned into "people", until last night, it was this wolf who didn't need anything to hide, and the first to come didn't know that he was a wolf.

They all help their own masters to protect their families!

Stop that one, it is the last Luo Ren master, he is in the scripture hall every day, he doesn't love to come out, but he got a life, but unfortunately, last night, he couldn't escape, and there was nothing in the scripture hall to save him.

It has also become a mouthful of food in other people's stomachs.

Lu Feng recited the mantra of death, walked towards Zhonghe Village, and on the top of the silver tower, there was gradually a strange rhyme.

(End of chapter)