Two fists are invincible to four hands, and the tiger is afraid of the wolves.

If you want to surpass all enemies in one aspect with more than one enemy, it is either the mind or the magic, as long as it is the same level, the arc wolf that is encircled will always have to die, even if the opponent is a group of crazy sheep.

Luo Yang looked nervously at the battlefield, watching the offensive of the evil cultivators, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

He knew the ability of evil cultivators, as a mysterious force all over the Five Realms, their abilities could never be as little as they showed, unless they didn't want to kill the Kunlun disciples, and they were fighting the idea of diverting the tiger from the mountain!

Thinking of this, Luoyang couldn't help but be frightened, and whispered to Gu Chen: "This place is handed over to you, how sure are you that you will bring them to Wudang Mountain intact?"

Gu Chen looked around, and also guessed the evil cultivator's plan, gently hooked the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Although the junior uncle leaves, as long as he doesn't come to the Five Qi cultivators, Gu Chen is ten percent sure!"

Luoyang nodded, turned around and left, the sword light flashed through the void, and before he could travel a hundred miles, he fell into the formation.

The demon wind gusted, the sky was full of darkness, and countless peach blossoms fell out of thin air, and the foxy demon girl wore a white veil, singing and dancing lightly, teasing the evil thoughts in Luoyang's heart.

"Always in vain!"

With a soft shout, the stars in the sky were bright, the invisible sword light slashed, the wind howled, the heaven and the earth were still the original heaven and earth, and the white clouds were clustered, precipitating bright light.

"It's a powerful sword, but it's not enough......"

The sloppy old man fell again, and it fell again, thousands of miles of golden light, regardless of ten directions, the white falcon was shaken and couldn't open his eyes, closed his eyes and turned into Luoyang's arms, quietly prostrate, motionless, for fear of interfering with Luoyang's fighting.

The white sails were fierce, and one by one the evil cultivators who were beating pale flames fell to the ship's board, and the sky in the distance suddenly became gloomy, and the ink clouds were like waves, rolling and approaching, and it didn't take long to obscure the brilliance of the sky.

Cautiously scattered and jumped off the fairy boat, riding the wind and fleeing, not daring to stay here for a long time.

Lingyu got up and stood up straight, facing the dark wind, taking firm steps, walking straight to the head of the boat, looking at a place in the sea of inky clouds, and called loudly: "I don't know if that senior is here?"

"Dare to ask the old man's name, you little doll is bold, give you a chance, just leave, you are still useful, you shouldn't die here!"

Lingyu frowned, looked at the heroes behind him, strode forward, his eyes were beating with glass flames, Baoguang was protected, and gradually moved away from the fairy boat, standing alone under the clouds, facing the surging clouds.

"Donor, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground, turn back, the other side is not far away. ”

"Put down the butcher's knife, turn back to the shore, I haven't experienced anything, I can only keep saying the big truth, and the bald donkey who deceives himself will be an eyesore when I look at it!"

The voice was terrible, and the ink cloud rolled into a hideous black dragon, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, roaring and rushing towards the spirit jade, opening its mouth to swallow the small monk into his mouth.

"There is no self, no one, no beings...... Detached from all appearances, that is, the names of the Buddhas. ”

There is no wind and waves, the sound of chanting is like a morning bell and a dusk drum, a wisp of golden light pierces the cloud dragon, and a layer of golden light is covered in the dark clouds, the golden lotus is in full bloom, like the Buddhas, or lowers the eyelids, smiles with flowers, or opens their eyes angrily, holds high the demon pestle, or dignified treasure elephant, pinched the holy seal, thousands of changes, and is overwhelmed.

"Tomorrow's Buddha country, the world is pure and dusty, the Lingshan Buddha was not born for a thousand years, and he was born so shockingly, but unfortunately, this Buddha country is far from enough!"

Wisps of mist rose and floated, the golden light returned to dimness, the Buddhas were extinguished, and the scattered brilliance was swallowed up by the endless black.

The void is dead and silent, Lingyu sits down cross-legged, folds his hands, and recites the Buddha's name, and the Buddhas who have been caught in the smoke and dust are reborn in an instant, and the Buddha's light shines, protecting the fairy boat into it and dispelling the evil and uneasiness.

The brocade-clothed young man who was hiding his evil heart slowly let go of the ice spirit needle in his hand and slowly clenched it, looking around at the heroes who were staring at Lingyu, as if he had drunk a big jar of vinegar, and his resentment was even worse, and the strong killing intent climbed into his eyebrows, no longer hesitated, no longer hesitated, and shook his hand to shoot out the flying needle.

The Ice Spirit Needle cut through the majestic Buddha light, straight through the Yunmen Acupoint of the Lingyu, the spiritual power was blocked, the Mingyao Buddha Kingdom collapsed instantly, and the suppressed smoke clouds surged, eroding the protective formation outside the fairy boat between breaths, turning into a chain of hideous bones, and the heroes who had no time to react in the future were hung high.

"Why is it not the opponent who can do it? If you hurt yourself, you still want us to take Qingqing's life, I see that the disaster is because of you!"

Negative Sword Jian Xiu held a jade talisman and struggled to look at the spirit jade that was frozen on half of his shoulders, his face was hideous, and he was filled with disguised righteous indignation, but in fact, he couldn't wait to applaud immediately.

"That's right! This matter started because of him and Luoyang, I saw it, he only started with those people in order to cover Luoyang's whereabouts, and it will usher in disaster!"

"Damn monk......"

A few shouts with ulterior motives added fuel and vinegar, and for a time the scolding was all over the sky.

Most of the implicated high-rollers clenched their fists, looking at Lingyu with the same gaze as looking at the enemy who killed his father, if he was not bound by the bone chain, he had no choice but to draw his sword and kill him here while Lingyu was seriously injured.

What a bullshit Lingshan, what a bullshit monk, eats wine and meat, has a snake and scorpion heart, is not worthy of being a monk, he deserves to die a good death, and after death, he will fall into the hell of Ah Bi, be tortured, and never be able to be reborn!

"Hahahaha......"

There was a sound of crazy laughter among the clouds, the smoke clouds fluttered into stairs, and the thin old man walked down, with a six-foot figure, with a body of vicissitudes, a few pale long whiskers dancing with the wind, and the sleeves of his robe were blown up by the wind, making the old monk's arms look like straw poles.

"Let's see, what is human nature, this is called human nature, what do you get in the end by doing everything possible to protect them?"

"How does it feel to plot, betray, murder, fall into a well, stab you in the back and then put a shackle on you that cannot be sinned?

The voice of the old Tao echoed in Lingyu's ears, Lingyu raised his head, his face was as pale as paper, his body was constantly trembling, he couldn't speak, and he relied on one breath to protect his internal organs, otherwise the cold poison would enter the body, and even if he didn't die, he would add a lot of trouble to Shizun.

Lingshan Tallinn, the old monk in the ancient years is sitting cross-legged, and the warrior monk behind him is standing with a stick, and the virtual image of King Kong appears from time to time, obviously difficult to calm down.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort like thunder, the warrior monk suddenly clenched the copper stick in his hand and turned around to go.

"Stop!"

"Master, can you just watch your little junior brother being bullied like this? You can't help it, Bullnose Old Doyle, I just need a stick to make sure he is right." ”

"Sometimes there must be in life, this is the calamity of your senior brother, watch carefully, he doesn't listen to my words and follow Luoyang Bendang to have this calamity, if you don't listen to me, Lingyu's calamity will be more difficult, and it is not impossible to fall. ”