When he was hiding from the wild boar herd in the air, the fat monk struggled in his heart for a long time, but he still chose to tell Ye Feng the truth of the matter, 1510.

But after hearing this, Ye Feng did not leave angrily as he imagined, but said seriously: "If you don't tell the truth, I will definitely find a chance to escape by myself, but if you tell the truth, I will accompany you no matter what!"

This moved the fat monk who had always been thick-skinned, and he almost cried, and swore in his heart that after the matter was completed, he would definitely repay Ye Feng well.

After turning over the barbecue on the fire, Ye Feng squatted on the ground and looked at the fat monk with a smile, and replied, "Okay, but when the time comes, I also have something to ask you." ”

"No problem!"

The fat monk slapped Ling Ran's thigh and responded happily, he suddenly thought of something again, paused, and cautiously added to Ye Feng: "I don't like men....."

"Ahem~"

Ye Feng choked on these words and coughed dryly, his face was flushed and he couldn't speak, and even the ingots in the back basket almost jumped out and burst into foul mouth.

Stopping the movements in his hand, the young man turned his head and looked at the fat monk with disdain, and was just about to open his mouth to hurt his two sentences, when he suddenly felt that the earth shook violently, such as the group of pigs running wildly several times stronger, and the fat monk's slightly panicked voice came from his ears at the same time: "Earthquake, earthquake~"

Fortunately, the tremors only lasted for two breaths, and the ground beneath his feet was calm again.

Ye Feng leaned on to the big tree beside him, his eyes scanned around in disbelief, and shouted in the direction of the fat monk, "Fatty, are you okay?"

"It's okay~"

Zixuan answered, shaking his arms and walking towards Ye Feng.

The fat monk suddenly paused, turned his head to look in the direction of the waterfall not far away, squinted his eyes and said nervously to Ye Feng: "That little long worm is here! Hide quickly! I didn't tell you not to come out!"

The fat monk folded his hands and stood in place, looking solemnly ahead.

Ye Feng picked up the bamboo basket and sword on the side, dodged into the woods, hid in the weeds, and carefully revealed his two eyes.

With a gust of wind blowing, opposite the fat monk, a bewitching woman in a black dress seemed to appear out of thin air, and behind the woman, there were layers of ripples.

Ye Feng, who was hiding in the shadows, felt the powerful pressure released by the bewitching woman, and couldn't help but press his head lower, for fear that he would drag the fat monk's hind legs.

"Hum Hum Hum ~"

The woman and the fat monk were in a stalemate for a moment, laughed a few times, and said hatefully: "In my life, the most hated ..... It's a monk! How dare you send it to your door?"

The woman's eyes looked at the fat monk coldly, and more than a dozen disembodied and brightly colored small snakes appeared between her hands, swimming back and forth like fish entering water.

The fat monk scratched his scalp with a big grin, and said with a pout: "Coincidentally, I don't like small insects either." ”

As he spoke, he showed a smile that was not smiling, and turned his gaze to the bewitching woman.

"Good!"

The enchanting woman gritted her teeth and nodded, shouted "death" in a sharp voice, and at the same time raised her right hand, and several disembodied poisonous snakes in her hands struck towards the fat monk's face door at great speed.

The fat monk was in danger, slowly closing his eyes like a monk, clasping his hands together, and speaking in a thick voice that he had never heard before: "Amitabha Buddha ~ Immortal King Kong ~!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw that above the fat monk's head, a six-armed majestic Dharma figure with a height of several feet suddenly appeared, emitting bursts of peaceful golden light, enveloping the fat monk's whole person.

The disembodied vipers crashed into the golden light, turned into smoke, and disappeared like stones into the sea.

Ye Feng, who was hiding in the shadows, was shocked when he saw this scene, the young man had never thought that this fake monk who was not jealous of meat and vegetables would have such strength, and he could summon a Dharma Protector at any time!

The enchanting woman looked at the golden body law appearance that was several feet high, and the killing intent in her eyes was even better, and she gritted her teeth and said: "You are actually a monk of Tianyin Temple! Then I will not leave you even more! I want to see if you can take a few tricks from me!"

The woman pushed with both hands, and several disembodied poisonous snakes attacked the fat monk.

As a result, just like last time, the poisonous snake turned into smoke the moment it first touched the golden light of the Law Phase.

However, the fat monk was not very comfortable, and fine beads of sweat gradually oozed out of his bald head, and this immortal vajra method was also learned by him when he had just been promoted to the four realms of the Great Perfection, and the foundation was not solid.

Moreover, the poisonous snakes thrown by the enchanting woman are all the fierce beast souls that have been cultivated for hundreds of years in this Broken Love Valley, and every time one is eliminated, there will be one more cause and effect, so this fat monk is not only unable to resist, but more importantly, he can't bear the cause and effect!

Resisting the woman's two rounds of attacks, the fat monk immediately withdrew his appearance, retreated a few feet, and after standing still, he pointed at the enchanting woman and scolded: "Phew! Little girl! You are shameless! Knowing that the Buddha is a person who cultivates Buddhism, I pay more attention to cause and effect, but I use some fierce beast souls to force me to withdraw!"

The enchanting woman smiled contemptuously, and withdrew the poisonous snake soul wandering in her hand back into her body, "Little monk, don't make excuses, even if there is no cause and effect, with your cultivation, how many tricks can you take from me?"

The enchanting woman waved her sleeves, and there was a long white whip in her hand that emitted a faint blue light.

When the fat monk saw the long whip, his expression suddenly changed greatly, and he pointed to the bewitching woman, and said in disbelief: "You actually ..... Cultivating your dragon tendons into a natal magic weapon?"

No wonder the fat monk was so surprised, the fierce beast cultivation can take on a human form for a thousand years, and it will take another thousand years to refine the natal magic weapon.

However, the magic weapon of the fierce beast is different from that of human monks, and it can only be refined from some things from itself.

The bewitching woman in front of her not only cultivated into a human form before a thousand years, but also held a natal magic weapon in her hand that could only be possessed by a two-thousand-year-old Dao beast.

How does this make the fat monk Zixuan not surprised? How can he not be afraid?

The enchanting woman snorted coldly and smiled contemptuously: "Hmph, you little bald donkey also has some knowledge, but unfortunately, you will definitely not survive today!"

After saying that, his figure flashed, and he waved a long whip at the fat monk.

Seeing this, the fat monk turned around and ran, and kept scolding and scolding: "Bah, little girl!

ran a few steps and hid behind a big tree, and poked out a bald head, "It's not a little girl, you're more than a thousand years old, it's an old lady!"

Smack——!

The long whip in the hand of the bewitching woman whipped over with a whistling.

The fat monk hurriedly squatted down, only to hear a snap, and a person hugged a thick tree, and was cut off by the long whip in response.

The fat monk escaped, showed his bald head from under the tree stump and made a grimace, and continued to turn around and run away, the murderous eyes of the straight and enchanting woman were full of murder, and her black and green hair was raised without wind.

Looking at the fat monk who was running farther and farther, the woman withdrew the long whip in her hand and chased after it as fast as she could.

Ye Feng in the bushes saw a black line on his face, and he had used this trick himself once, but he didn't expect that the fat monk who had already achieved the Four Realms of Great Perfection would also use this kind of subordinate, and he was even a little happy to do it.

After chasing for nearly half a pillar of incense, the nearby trees have been broken, and the two still haven't distinguished each other.

Looking at the fat monk who was laughing while running, the bewitching woman gritted her teeth, withdrew her long whip, and with a dragon groan, she changed back to her real body, turning into a four-clawed black dragon dozens of zhang long, but without horns, hovering twice in the air, and attacking the fat monk directly.

The fat monk glanced back at the black dragon, almost hit his head on the tree, and secretly said, "This dragon is so fierce", took a deep breath, and continued to run wildly.

The bewitching woman who turned back into the body of a dragon was obviously much faster than before, and after a few breaths, she chased the fat monk a few steps away.

Looking at the fat monk who was getting closer and closer in front of him, the black dragon opened its huge mouth and spewed out a ball of white air, which hit the fat monk directly.

With a deafening explosion, the fat monk was slammed into the ground by Qi Unity, and smashed a large pit several zhang wide with it as the center.

Burst~

The fat monk lay in the pit, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The black dragon spun around in the air, stopped above the deep pit, and said, "Little monk, this time the Buddha can't save you!"

After that, he opened his mouth and exhaled white gas continuously, enclosing the nearby places of dozens of feet.

Where the white qi passed, all the trees and flowers withered in an instant and lost their vitality, it was obvious that this was done deliberately by Jiaolong in order to prevent the fat monk from escaping again.

"Hey, hey, hey~"

The fat monk sneered a few times, sat up from the ground, and spat out blood foam, "Little long worm, I'm not afraid to tell you, I still have a friend from Taishang Kyushu Island on the way here, and he will rush here and kill you long worm with a sword!"

Jiaolong looked around in disbelief when he heard this, and laughed when he came back to his senses, "Hahaha~ You little monk, what should I say about you? The helper you said is the little ghost who hid in the woods at the beginning, right? Don't worry! I'll kill him if I suck your blood dry!"

The black dragon shook its long body and flew straight towards the fat monk, opening its huge mouth, wanting to swallow it in one gulp.

"Drink~!"

The fat monk looked at the mighty Jiaolong and shouted, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, raised his hand to take off the hanging bead around his neck, held it in his hand, and shouted: "Demon!

The fat monk jumped up with the hanging bead in his hand, and flew into the air like a celestial being, extremely fast, straight towards the black dragon.

Jiaolong didn't expect this fat monk to suddenly get into trouble, and he couldn't dodge and was caught by hanging beads, and the fat monk saw that Jiaolong was caught by his magic weapon, standing in the air with his palms together, and quickly chanting mantras in his mouth.

I saw that the hanging beads of the dragon were tightened as the Buddhist scriptures began to tighten more and more, and several scales of the dragon had been crushed and strangled into its flesh and blood.

Jiaolong was constantly rolling in the air in pain, and lost the ability to fight back for a while.

Ye Feng looked at the restless black dragon in the distance, constantly twisting his body, and couldn't help but secretly say, the opportunity has come!

Telling the ingots to hide in the back basket, the young man carried the sword and groped for the dragon.

The fat monk who kept reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, as time passed, the sweat on his bald head became more and more dense, and the blood stains oozing from the corners of his mouth also turned from dark red to bright red.