After a dizzy teleportation, Ye Mo was finally teleported to the bottom of a waterhole, and the sound of the impact of water was heard in his ears.

He walked ten miles upwards before he came out of the waterhole and saw the sky, and saw that above the waterhole was a huge waterfall with a drop of a hundred feet. After flying around in the air, I found that it was less than a thousand miles away from the entrance of the cave, so I was a little relieved! If the teleportation was too far, it would take some time to meet with Shuang'er. Ye Mo is looking forward to seeing Wang Shuang as soon as possible at the moment, the two have been separated for nearly two years, and they don't know how worried Shuang'er is.

He found a remote place, changed into the black cloak robe painted with runes, covered it with a black scarf, and fled in the direction of the Valley of Flames after completing his disguise......

A yellow-robed monk sat on a boulder with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and a bowl the size of a large porcelain bowl was placed next to him......

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"Why did this master stop on the way down?" Ye Mo looked at the fat-headed and big-eared monk in front of him, he seemed to feel familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. Not long after leaving the cave, he was stopped by someone, Ye Mo knew that the person who came was not good, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart, he guessed that the other party was probably here for the treasure of the cave, otherwise it would not be so coincidental, but he still asked politely.

"The poor monk Jinshan Temple has the legal power, blocking the Taoist friends, just for the blood of the Vermilion Bird. The Faquan monk smiled with Cixi.

Ye Mo was shocked in his heart!" Sure enough, he came for that, but he was a little puzzled, he had been in the cave for more than a year, how did the other party know that he was still alive?"

Although he was shocked in his heart, he didn't show half a look on his face, "The master is mistaken! ”

"Fellow Daoists don't have to lie, before entering the cave, the poor monk master planted the reincarnation seal on the body of every monk who entered the cave. The monks who came out just matched the corresponding number, and the mark of one person did not dissipate for a long time, and it did not come out, so it was expected to be still in the cave. The poor monk waited here for more than a year, and finally waited for the Taoist friend. The monk smiled faintly, his eyes narrowed.

"Fellow Daoists, look!" the Dharma Quan monk held up the bowl with a ray of Buddha light and handed it to Ye Mo.

Ye Mo looked at the bowl and saw that there was some yellow light inside, and there was a gray spot inside the light curtain. His brow furrowed slightly, and his face looked puzzled.

"This gray dot represents the person who has been planted with the reincarnation seal, if you move your body, he will also move, and he will sense it within 10,000 miles. The monk explained.

Ye Mo walked a few steps, and the gray spots in the bowl really moved, and the gray spots stopped as soon as they stopped. He had to admire the strangeness of the Buddhist exercises, and even more thought in his heart about how to deal with it next.

"Even if you're right, why should I give it to you?" Ye Mo said angrily.

"As the so-called puppet is innocent and guilty, with the cultivation of Taoist friends and carrying a heavy treasure, it will only attract the disaster of killing, and hand it over to the poor monk to erase your memory at most, if it is someone else who takes the treasure, I am afraid that it will ......" The monk of Faquan still looked kind, and said it even more as a matter of course, as if he was saving Ye Mo's life.

"Hmph, so are you saving you?" Ye Mo snorted coldly! Although he had some scruples about the Dharma Monk's Buddhist exercises, it was impossible for him to hand over the Vermilion Bird Essence Blood, and he was even thinking about how to kill this monk so as not to leak the news.

"Amitabha! The poor monk has to take it himself!" After speaking, the monk changed his kind face, revealing a trace of hideousness, he put away the bowl, slapped a palm on the top of his head, only to see the yellow light, he turned all over the body gold, like a golden-bodied Arhat, but his eyes were round, more like an angry-eyed King Kong.

Ye Mo was also unambiguous, patted the storage bag with his left hand, sacrificed the "Fire Jiao Flag" and quickly pinched the seal. The right hand holds the "flame gun", and the left hand condenses a ball of "sparrow fire" and slaps it on the tip of the gun. He felt that this monk was not trivial, and he had to come up with the most powerful means to fight with all his might to have a chance of winning.

I only heard the Dharma Quan monk reciting Buddhist scriptures, and the ten fingers of his right hand kept emitting yellow light. "Prajna Finger!" he drank softly. Then, a huge finger pointed at Ye Mo.

Ye Mo's face changed drastically!The power of this fingering technique exceeded his expectations, at least it had the power of a full blow from a peak monk in the middle stage of the Jiedan, and he would definitely die if he was hard connected, and he couldn't dodge it, his surroundings were shrouded in Buddha's light, and he couldn't dodge it quickly.

He didn't hesitate too much, and he didn't have time to think, so he used the "Huojiao Flag" to pick up this finger. There was a loud bang! When the Dharma flag met the big finger, the heavens and the earth trembled slightly, and the nearby mountain peaks and boulders fell, and the trees were knocked down by the shock wave of the collision. The two sides fought quite evenly, the French flag shrank by three feet, and the huge fingers were also much dimmed by yellow light.

The Dharma Quan Monk was also shocked in his heart! The other party's magic weapon was so powerful, he had planned to end the fighting method quickly, so as not to attract other monks. The other party can stand out and get the treasure in the cave, it is by no means a general person, there must be some hidden means, so he didn't keep his hand, as soon as he made a move, it was the strongest blow, I thought that if I pointed down, the other party would definitely die, but I didn't expect that I would suffer a small loss.

Of course Ye Mo didn't know what the Dharma Monk thought, the other party was so powerful when he made a move, and he didn't know what more powerful means he had in the back, but he took out the strongest means to fight back, and he didn't break the fingering spell, and he was a little panicked in his heart at this moment!

However, he quickly calmed down, "Only the fast attack does not let the opponent attack first, maybe I still have a little chance." He thought about it.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Mo used the free footwork, holding the flame spear blessed by the Sparrow Spirit Flame, and stabbed at the Dharma Monk.

The monk recited the Xuan's Ao scriptures in his mouth, and drank in his mouth, "Vajra Palm!" I saw that his palm had become five times larger, like a palm shield. Ye Mo continuously stabbed him in the back, chest, head, and side waist, all of which were blocked by his big palm, and did not leave the slightest wound, but the golden light outside the body of the Faquan monk faded a little.

Seeing that such a sharp attack was ineffective, Ye Mo hurriedly retreated, and slapped the spirit insect bag, calling out the "Demon King Ant" to interfere with the other party, so as not to be slapped in the back by him.

In an instant, the black pressure ant colony flew towards the Dharma Monk, the demonic energy in the air rolled, and the "Demon King Ant" was even more violent, as if it had encountered an enemy.

"Boruo's Exorcism Spell!" I only heard the sound of countless monks chanting from all directions, and the sound was continuous and long, far and near. Then the ant colony flew wildly, and many even fell from the air to the ground, and more of them bit each other, not attacking the Dharma Monk at all.

Ye Mo's heart was half cold, this monk's body was comparable to a magic weapon, and he couldn't even break the defense with such a sharp attack. Seeing that the ant colony continued to fall and suffered heavy casualties, Ye Mo no longer hesitated, grabbed a handful of golden sand with a pat of the storage bag, and threw it out with enough mana. If he still can't kill the Faquan monk, he is ready to flee for his life, and there is no other way.

The sound of "bell, bell......" sounded continuously, accompanied by the screams of the monks of legal power!

"You have ...... Ah......h

Looking at the monk again, there are countless small holes on his body like a sieve, and blood keeps coming out of the small holes.

"Could it be that this thief knows what Jinsha is?" Ye Mo was extremely surprised in his heart!

Ye Mo was scared for a while just now, and his back was already soaked! If it weren't for the mysterious golden sand he used it decisively, I was afraid that he would have fallen! He waved his sleeve robe and rolled up the thrown golden sands to put them away, and recalled the ant colony. What made him feel relieved was that those who fell to the ground only fainted, and did not die, but killed more than a hundred of them by biting each other.

He sacrificed a flame and burned the monk and his belongings clean. The things of Buddhism are extremely weird, and he doesn't want to leave anything behind and cause trouble.

After carefully inspecting the scene of the fighting method, he made sure that there was not a trace of clues, and quickly fled towards Flame City......

"Master, it's not good! Senior Brother Faquan's soul lamp is extinguished!"

"Amitabha...... Fahua, go find out who did it!"

"Yes......"