The tentacles representing death drooped down, but did not cause any harm to the yellow-robed Taoist, like a lover, holding the yellow-robed Taoist priest gently in his arms. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Horror! Terrifying! The strength displayed by the yellow-robed Taoist priest was shocking! And everyone had only one thought in their hearts - why did so many top powerhouses appear in the No. 5 Arena at the same time!

The night breeze blew gently, and the deceased rolled down from his seat and lay on the cold ground, emitting a disgusting stench, and the mosquitoes and flies dodged far away, and the originally noisy and lively arena was silent at this moment.

On the VIP seat, Murong Baishi stared at Linghu Hanging Boat beside him, from his calm and calm demeanor, he couldn't see the slightest panic, nor could he see the impact of the morning fiasco, he suddenly had a trace of vigilance in his heart, and asked a little incredulously: "Brother Linghu, do you know this person?"

"Huh. Linghu Xuanzhou just responded with a sneer, "What do you think?"

Murong Baishi inexplicably felt a trace of murderous intent, his heart was broken, cold sweat was dripping on his back, and he didn't dare to speak anymore.

Linghu Xuanzhou stared at the No. 5 ring, his eyes were full of complicated light, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the ring, the Pure Spirit Monk's eyes were calm, and he did not show anger because of the unprovoked killing, and said in a light tone: "Amitabha, the pet of the immortal is really powerful. ”

"Do you know who I am?" the yellow-robed Taoist priest asked.

"Amitabha, I heard that there is a mysterious organization walking on Kyushu, claiming to be the Tongtian Sect, and most of the people in the sect show people in yellow robes, under the banner of subduing demons and eliminating demons, collecting powerful monsters everywhere, and using special methods to control their minds for their own use. In the past few years, the Tongtian Sect has become bigger and bigger, and there are two people who have done the most evil and caused the most harm, one of them, who calls himself Wang Yangzi, is said to be the descendant of Xiaoyaozi, the third head of the Shushan Sword Sect. Many villages and towns have been poisoned by him, and two of the punishment monks of our sect have also died at his hands, and now they are ranked 129th on the wanted list of our sect. The Pure Spirit Monk said slowly, word by word, the words were clear, and the scalps of the audience on the stage were numb.

The Tongtian Cult rose to prominence fifty years ago, and most of the people in the world knew about its evil deeds, and ordinary mortals were like ants in front of its followers, often being killed for no reason, and the people avoided it. Wang Yangzi in the mouth of the pure spirit monk, his status in the sect is not low, and the meat butterfly he carries with him is the embodiment of terror, it is said that many towns have turned into plagues because of his appearance, and there is no grass to live in the dead domain, such a heinous person appeared in the Jinling City Fighting Arena, it is really incomprehensible. And what is even more incomprehensible is that the fox hanging boat is bottomless, as if hiding the eyes of a huge conspiracy.

"This butterfly is my favorite pet, it is good at stealth and poisoning, and it always carries it with me wherever I go. Our Tongtian Sect is different from ordinary immortals now, we do not use immortal swords to seal the beast soul, but directly control the powerful demon beast through the talisman, so that the demon beast itself can grow, and it will become stronger and stronger with the accumulation of time. The yellow-robed Taoist priest said this, happily admitting his identity as Wang Yangzi, "Today, my Tongtian sect members are all over the world, and have become the fourth major sect in Kyushu, the scope of activities overlaps with Buddhism, and there is naturally a lot of friction between each other, and there is a hidden competitive relationship. ”

"Amitabha, the Tongtian Sect has indeed been quite arrogant in recent years, but if it is said that it is in competition with the Buddha, it is a fantasy. "The rare mouth of the pure spirit monk is unforgiving.

"Huh. Wang Yangzi sneered, "The little monk is unforgiving, and he dies miserably." ”

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!" The Pure Spirit Monk suddenly stepped back, pushed his palm flat, and the darkness behind him seemed to have something being pushed, and with a "brush" of it, he moved out of the darkness and rolled backwards, gradually manifesting his body in the process of flying, and was a meat butterfly that could kill people. It turned out that there was also a meat butterfly that secretly lurked behind the Pure Spirit Monk!

"Boom!" the meat butterfly flew all the way, kicked the dust away, and crashed into the barrier that shrouded the ring, emitting sizzling black smoke, but there was no particularly painful expression.

The Pure Spirit Monk put one hand across his waist, rushed forward with the other hand, maintained the posture of punching and sank for a while, and slowly folded his hands: "Amitabha." ”

Wang Yangzi's face was a little ugly, and with a wave of his hand, the meat butterfly that was beaten off immediately turned into a starlight, and at the same time, the main body of the meat butterfly behind him grew up again.

"Amitabha, I thought that with the power of one punch, I should be able to beat it into meat puree, but I didn't do it, your meat butterfly is different. The Pure Spirit Monk slowly turned around and faced Wang Yangzi again, "Tongtian Sect is a heresy, everyone can be punished, and I am a wandering monk, although people speak lightly, but they have the obligation to eliminate harm for the people." ”

"Full of benevolence and morality, it is not certain who will do the most harm to Kyushu. Wang Yangzi was not angry.

The Pure Spirit Monk stepped forward and said, "Amitabha, it's useless to talk too much, let's start." ”

Wang Yangzi was not in a hurry at all, and said with a sneer: "Don't you want to know why I am here." ”

"Why the donor appeared has nothing to do with the little monk. ”

"Hehe, you're really annoying. ”

The meat butterfly behind Wang Yangzi suddenly spread its wings, and a manic wind immediately rolled up in the ring, and the wind and waves raised the wind and sand and stones, blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes, and when the wind and waves stopped, the huge figure of the meat butterfly had disappeared, and Wang Yangzi was holding a bright yellow talisman in his hand, and strange words were written on the talisman with red cinnabar.

Wang Yangzi threw the talisman with one hand, and the talisman was suspended in front of him, and the other hand drew a strange figure on his chest, the light in his hand was radiating, and there were words in his mouth, and he could vaguely hear: "Jiji Ruyi Order, the art of the fire dragon!"

"Whew!", the bright yellow talisman burned out, and at the same time, a fire dragon with fangs and claws roared out of the talisman and pounced on the Pure Spirit Monk.

The latter was unmoved, clasped his hands together and chanted: "Amitabha." ”

The fire dragon pounced, but it was empty, everyone could see it clearly, it was the same as when fighting against Yang Qi, I don't know why, the pure spirit monk was obviously standing in place, but the fire dragon summoned by Wang Yangzi pounced on the place far away from him, and it could even be said that it was far away, and it was torn on the enchantment that shrouded the ring, and there was a series of fierce confrontations with the enchantment, and finally lost.

The power of a talisman was exhausted, and it turned to ashes, and the fire dragon disappeared into nothingness.

Wang Yangzi looked at the Pure Spirit Monk who seemed to be close at hand and seemed to be extremely far away, and said with some doubts: "Little monk, it seems that you can use a certain method to interfere with people's thinking. ”

"Amitabha. The Pure Spirit Monk clasped his hands together, but when the last word was uttered, he suddenly retreated, and where he had stood before, the tentacles of the meat butterfly appeared.

Wang Yangzi said: "The meat butterfly is a creature with a very small brain, and its tentacles can sense the heat energy in space, which is your nemesis. ”

"Amitabha, it's more appropriate to call it a meat butterfly than a meat butterfly. This kind of thing was born from the evil thoughts of humans, resembles a butterfly, feeds on fear, and is one of the most evil monsters. You kill wantonly, partly because of your own personality, and partly because of it. The more evil thoughts you eat, the stronger your fear of eating becomes, so you have a symbiotic relationship with it to achieve a balance that reinforces each other. Jing Lingzi clasped his hands together, stared at the meat butterfly close at hand, and said slowly: "It's just that this meat beast has grown to a certain extent and has become more and more bloodthirsty and difficult to control, Your Excellency must have experienced the taste of being eaten back." ”

When Jing Lingzi said this, Wang Yangzi's body trembled imperceptibly, presumably because he was said to be in pain.

"The fish and the eyes are mixed, the meat butterfly and I are intimate, you still care about yourself. Wang Yangzi took off the sword behind him and pointed at the Pure Spirit Monk, "Go, kill him for me." ”

The meat butterfly was ordered to spread its wings in the dark, its body can merge with the environment, and it is a master of stealth, but the pure spirit son can find it again and again, and has the method of peeping through stealth, and it is useless to hide it again, so it simply attacks with great fanfare.

The meat butterfly spreads its wings and rolls up the wind, and when it flies into the air, it waves its wings, and the crystal clear scale powder immediately descends from a high place, overwhelming the sky, and some of the scale powder flies to the audience, and the audience comes into contact with it, first the skin and flesh are rotten, and then the facial features are destroyed, rolling all over the ground, and the pain is unbearable.

"It's poison again!" panicked in the audience, scrambling for their lives, trampling on each other, and the situation was miserable.

Seeing that the scales were about to land on him, the Pure Spirit Monk bowed his head and recited: "Amitabha." "He has the ability to disturb other people's minds, so Wang Yangzi used such a large-scale attack trick to make him unable to escape.

As everyone knows, the strength of the Pure Spirit Monk is much more terrifying than imagined! When the scales were about to land on his body, the Pure Spirit Monk suddenly raised his head and pushed out a palm towards the sky. When he raised his head, a mysterious glow appeared on his body, a solemn treasure appeared behind him, and a swirling Buddha language appeared around him, and a palm was pushed out, as if to cut off Hengyu, "boom", the vast power of the Buddha penetrated from the ground, forming a golden road to heaven, extinguishing the phosphorus powder between heaven and earth, and hitting the meat butterfly in the air.

"Boom!" the Meat Butterfly struggled desperately to escape in the golden light. At the same time, Wang Yangzi finally found the position of the Pure Spirit Monk, drew a talisman with his sword, summoned the fire dragon, and rushed towards the Pure Spirit Monk.

The latter threw one hand to the sky, and before he could retract it, the fire dragon had already pounced, his eyebrows were horizontal, his feet shook the ground, and he shouted: "Break." ”

"Boom" Baoxiang was solemn, and thousands of rainbow lights radiated from Baoxiang's mouth, swept the fire dragon, and swooped back at Wang Yangzi, if it wasn't for the meat butterfly returning in time, he blocked this blow for him, but I was afraid that the victory and defeat would have been divided.

"It's amazing. The battle in the ring was thrilling, and the audience stopped running for their lives, staring in, shocked by the grand scene that appeared in front of them.

There are a lot of battles in the arena, but such spectacular and fierce fighting scenes have not appeared for a long, long time, and at this moment, the Pure Spirit Monk and the Tongtian Sect King Yoko who are in the No. 5 ring are undoubtedly first-class masters walking on the land of Kyushu.

The rainbow light dissipated, the body of the meat butterfly was less than half of the original, and Wang Yangzi's eyebrows were burned off half of them, and his clothes were ragged, obviously falling behind. On the other hand, the Pure Soul monk, dressed in monk's robes intact, inhaled deeply, pulled out his feet from the deep pit, and put his hands together again: "Amitabha." ”

After that blow, the glow that enveloped his whole body, the solemn treasure that appeared behind him, and the accompanying divine Buddha words all disappeared, as if they had never appeared, and the Pure Spirit Monk returned to his usual appearance, with a five-foot figure, but everyone in the arena, including Wang Yangzi, was full of awe.

The wandering monk purifies the soul, he comes for asceticism, and he has supreme power!

Wang Yangzi looked the Pure Spirit Monk up and down from afar, and suddenly asked, "Who are you!"

The Pure Spirit Monk folded his hands and replied, "Amitabha, just an ordinary wandering monk." ”

"Hehe, ordinary wandering monk, what are you kidding!" Wang Yangzi sneered while comforting his pets, "The top Buddhist saints and monks all have their own special glow, similar to the immortal Gang of immortals, which is divided into red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, purple and so on. The glow can also be divided into several grades from top to bottom, and what you just showed, with white in gold, is undoubtedly the top-level glow. ”

"Amitabha, the Tongtian Sect knows a lot about my Buddhism, and it seems that the heart of misdeeds has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Monk Jingling said flatly.

Wang Yangzi asked again: "What is the purpose of your coming to the fighting arena?" ”

"Amitabha. The Pure Spirit Monk looked straight over, his gaze pressing, "Ascetic in the world, purifying all sentient beings." ”

"Daydreaming, all living beings are evil, how can you save it alone? ”

"I'm going to have to give it a try. After a pause, the Pure Spirit Monk suddenly showed a meaningful smile: "Speaking of daydreaming, have you ever tried this taste?"

Wang Yangzi's heart froze, his complexion changed suddenly, and he slowly moved behind the meat butterfly.

The Pure Spirit Monk looked up at the sky and said with a sigh: "I would like to use Nan Ke to solve the disturbances in the world. ”

Then he turned his eyes to look at Wang Yangzi: "Your Excellency, if you don't exert all your strength, you won't have a chance." ”

"Hehe, since you can see it, then there is no need to hide it. Wang Yangzi's yellow robe had wide cuffs, and with a stretch of his hand, he took out a jar from it, "This thing has been fed by me for many years, and now it's time to come in handy." ”

The jar in his hand is made of ceramic, the mouth of the jar is covered with white paper, and the cover is made of red cinnabar into a "seal".