The temple Buddha is tall and large, and it is like a second mountain sitting on the Nianhua Mountain.

"This thing looks so sturdy...... Otherwise, it's not bad for us to run away quickly......" Although Tang Qian looked very tough and stood beside Monk Yanhui, he said very honestly: "This thing is not hard to fight, right...... It stands to reason that you should choose a day and then look at the terrain, and if you are lucky, you will find a formation master to have a chance to hold this thing down. Tang Qian is still counting how many people should have a chance of winning, although it sounds very timid, but Tang Qian actually thinks like this, which is the most correct, because this temple Buddha is not completely a simple demon or a temple Buddha golden body, and it has both special systems at the same time, it even has no natural enemies, the evil demon is afraid of the Dharma, and the golden body of the Buddhist family is the most afraid of the inner demons, at this time, the temple Buddha has been complemented in a sense, it is not afraid of everything.

Tang Qian pulled out the sword in his hand, but he was the one he didn't want to fight the most.

But Yan Hui beside him had already rushed forward.

Monk Yan Hui has now made a move, and the mana he has accumulated for a long time has been used, so when he stops, he will only die.

This is probably the highest moment for the monks of the entire Great Buddha Temple to cultivate, because although they had strong enough moves before, but they did not have strong enough mana, Monk Yanhui can now understand the idea that his junior brother is looking for some other way to cultivate, at least it is human nature.

The temple Buddha waved his hand, and the sky was blocked.

Originally, it was necessary for eight monks to form a formation to use the Dharma No Self Seal, and Yan Hui had already been used in an instant, and the golden wall blocked between the temple Buddha and Yan Hui.

Boom - the pale golden wall was distorted by this palm, but it had not yet shattered, and the withered body of Monk Yan Hui actually emitted an even more terrifying golden light.

The temple Buddha also has a palm.

The wall of the first palm was already extremely twisted, almost bent, and the angle of deformation was increasing.

The second palm of this wall naturally can't be stopped.

"Grab my sword. "This is the words that Monk Yan Hui heard, it should be from the donor who had a sword just now, maybe the donor's sword is very fast, Yan Hui thought, but I now have blood transformation skills in my body, and the mana has even been substantialized, and the qualitative mana is just a thought of him, and he can reach a speed that he has never imagined before, but as soon as Yan Hui thought of this, there was already a sword on his side.

Very broken sword.

The reason why this sword broke was that no one could find any traces of mana from it, it was not like a magic weapon, it had not been refined, it was just a piece of iron, the shape of a sword, and nothing more.

But Monk Yan Hui didn't even hear it with his ears, didn't perceive his mana, and didn't foresee it in his mind, the sword had already appeared, and the position was very close to Yan Hui's hand.

Yan Hui still thought that she was fast, but subconsciously grabbed the sword.

The sword seemed to tear the heavens and the earth, and it seemed to have traveled a short distance between the heavens and the earth.

The person who played the wisdom had already been taken to the top of the temple Buddha, on the top of its head.

This is like Tang Qian's sword, between heaven and earth, drawing a stroke, this swordsmanship is no longer in the scope of Yanhui's cognition. Too fast, too far.

The temple Buddha is in the main hall, although it is incomparably huge, but its shot is still only stretched out of the main hall, and in fact, although the temple is high, it is still not as huge as the temple Buddha from the bottom up, to the top of the temple Buddha, it turns out that there is another high above the main hall!

It seems that there is a space specially opened for the temple Buddha, similar to the Buddha country in the palm, but it is not exactly the same, because this space is semi-open, and it is this hall that borders the normal world.

Monk Yan Hui naturally didn't have time to look at the space, the Dharma seal in his hand was changing rapidly, and it turned out to be another Dharma Seal, this time the Dharma Seal was even bigger.

It seems to envelop the entire hall.

The head of the temple Buddha had just turned, and its second palm had not yet fallen.

Yan Hui's seal has fallen.

The corners of the temple Buddha's mouth seemed to show a sneer, its palm did not change, but its body emitted the same golden light as Yan Hui.

This is not a Buddhist supernatural power, but the simplest Buddhist mana, but it makes it easy to pass through the magic seal of Yanhui, because of the same origin, all laws have no self for brute force or for non-Buddhist mana, it has an unparalleled defensive ability, so this magic seal that was originally used to resist spells can also be used as a means of attack at this time, just because no one will be able to break through this magic seal.

In addition to the Buddhist mana of the Great Buddha Temple.

But it's just the temple Buddhist meeting.

The two seals didn't hurt it in the slightest, the second passed through its body, and the first couldn't stop its palm.

Two palms.

It was dark in front of Tang Qian's eyes, and there was a lifelong monk behind him who had been seriously injured, but he had no sword in his hand at this time!

"Wow, yes, yes!" Hongren roared, and the whole person was forcibly raised from seven feet to fourteen feet, and in an instant, he turned into an angry-eyed King Kong, and his hands were raised as if he was holding the sky, and one person met the first palm.

Fourteen feet is one foot and four feet, but the short body that was beaten by this palm was seven feet, Hongren was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and the whole person fell into the ground from the waist down, but at least he still withstood it, because the power of this palm was less than the original tenth-twelve, and most of them had been blocked by Yan Hui's law seal.

Tang Qian looked up at the sky, but what he saw was not the sky, but the clear lines on the temple's fingers.

The temple Buddha pulled his hand, and the guy in front of him could only be regarded as a small ant, but its second palm was sneering.

It will also have no self-seal!

The golden walls it uses are larger, more exaggerated, and hardly require any tricks.

Tang Qian was still looking at the sky very relaxed, and the sky was even darker.

And at this moment, a shadow like a shadow rushed out of the corner of the main hall and rushed towards the lifelong monk. This is the demon that came out of the body of a lifelong monk, and its goal is very clear, that is, to occupy the body of a lifelong monk, and now the body of a lifelong monk is very weak, but what is needed most is mana, and mana is taken away from his body by the demon.

"Anyway, do all the people who have drunk the blood rice porridge have this thing in their bodies, it's just that some people absorb it better, and it may take hundreds or thousands of years before it becomes your thing?"

But this question naturally entered the ears of the demons.

"Then I can rest assured, because it seems that the demons are not very clear in their thinking. ”

The two laws of Monk Yan Hui are combined without self seals, and the person caught in the middle is Yan Zhi, who constantly emits demonic breath in his body!

The palm of his hand was still falling, but Tang Qian smiled: "It seems that there is finally a bit of an advantage." ”