A snow-white jade palm, flowing jade brilliance, five fingers slender and round like shaving onions, like a perfect work of art. But at this moment, the palm of this hand seemed to be wrapped in endless wind and thunder, and the air where it passed was filled with ripples visible to the naked eye, emitting a piercing roar, carrying the endless anger of its master, and slapping towards the body of the abbot Yuanjue with a thunderous and unstoppable momentum.

Before the palm of his hand arrived, a gust of wind had been set off, raising the old monk's eyebrows.

"The demon girl dare!"

The red-faced old monk who spoke before shouted loudly, making King Kong angry, and the robe on his body was suddenly supported by an invisible air current, and the old man's body burst out with a force like a mountain, and he moved three feet in an instant, came to the side of the abbot Yuanjue, and raised his palm to strike forward.

Bang bang!

An old fold, a round and crystal two palms touched together, almost as soon as it was contacted, the old monk's face suddenly turned red, the robe on his body exploded into countless pieces, the whole person flew out upside down against the ground, knocked down the temple wall with a bang, the earth and stones splashed, and the dust and smoke rolled.

"You ......"

Yuankong opened his mouth to speak, but he coughed up blood again and again, his face was like gold paper, and the arm that he had touched with Mu Qingying before was twisted into a strange "zigzag" shape, and his bones were broken and tendons were broken, obviously suffering a heavy blow.

Seeing this, Qiao Chen'an changed color slightly, and the aura that burst out from Yuankong's body in an instant before was probably no less than the Jindan Realm, but even so, he hadn't taken a single move under that woman's hands, it seemed that it was just a random blow from the other party, and it was hard to imagine how advanced this woman's cultivation was.

All the monks changed color, and a storm was set off in their hearts, what is the origin of this woman, and the circle is almost full force, and she can't stop her for a while.

Abbot Yuanjue's body escaped bits and pieces of butterfly-shaped fragments of streamers, diffusing into the air, and it turned out to be active in the Dao, or it won't be long before the whole body will be dissolved by the power of the Dao, and hundreds of years of cultivation will be emptied, and all that can be left is a golden body of the Buddha.

Mu Qingying's eyes were full of hatred, a beautiful face was full of coldness, the jade palm was raised and slapped towards the top door of Yuanjue again, and the surrounding monks were suddenly stunned when they saw this, no matter what Yuanjue's previous identity was, whether it was the thousand-armed demon venerable of the troubled side, but now he is their abbot senior brother, how can the body be desecrated by others after death?

At this moment, the light and shadow flashed in front of everyone's eyes, and a figure came from the Jingci Temple in an instant, as if it was just one step in front of Yuanjue, and a palm slapped straight to Mu Qingying's shoulder.

Although that palm seemed to be unremarkable, as if it did not contain any strength, Mu Qingying's pretty face changed slightly, and the body that originally rushed forward suddenly turned in mid-air, as if swimming fish, narrowly avoiding this blow, his body changed a direction, and raised his palm again to slap at Yuanjue's head.

The figure flickered, as if a ghost appeared in front of him again, Mu Qingying's face was cold, raised his palm to fight with it, and in an instant he could only see a flash of light and shadow, and the mid-air was full of palm shadows, the two shot hundreds of times in an instant, and finally there was an explosion, Mu Qingying's body turned back in mid-air, stood in the wind, a pair of beautiful eyes upside down, and shouted: "What person!"

Fahai stood in front of Yuan Jue, his expression was indifferent, he couldn't see what he really thought, he held a gilded Zen staff in his right hand, looked at Mu Qingying and said, "If you leave now, I may spare your life!"

When the surrounding monks saw Fahai's figure, their faces immediately turned happy, and they shouted: "Uncle Fahai (Uncle Fahai)!"

Mu Qingying heard everyone's shouts change color slightly, obviously she had also heard of Fahai and her people, but how could she be scared away by the other party's name, and sneered: "Your Excellency's big tone is better than your unsuccessful juniors! However, it is difficult to stop me!"

With a coquettish shout, a cloud of black-red light suddenly burst out from her body, and in the blink of an eye, half of the sky was filled, and the mana fluctuations like mountains rippled out of her body, and the jade finger was a little, and two black fire phoenixes with black flames all over her body flew out from her sleeves, and as soon as they appeared, they let out a crisp cry and rushed towards Fahai!

Seeing this, Fahai's face finally changed slightly, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "Are you an immortal? I underestimated you as a poor monk before!"

Seeing that the fire phoenix was about to rush in front of him, he suddenly turned the Zen staff in his hand, and the two golden dragon carvings carved and entangled on the staff body suddenly radiated a thousand feet of light, and there seemed to be two roars in the void, and the two golden dragon phantoms came out of the staff, as if they were real things, shaking their heads and tails and rushing towards the black phoenix, fighting together.

The dragon and the phoenix fought, the endless fire burst out, and there was a roar in the void, the wind feathers were torn, the dragon scales fell off, and the golden blood splattered, although it was only transformed by spiritual power, but it was like a substance, as if the mythical war in ancient times had reappeared!

Mu Qingying's hands were held upward, and the spiritual power between his palms and fingers flowed, and in an instant, a black-gold spiritual power light cluster with a diameter of twenty zhang in size was formed, and bursts of violent aura overflowed from it, which was terrifying to look at, and his pretty face was full of coldness, and in the next moment, he threw it in the direction of Jingci Temple!

Fahai's face was solemn, his figure disappeared from the spot, came into the air, and shouted violently: "Huh!"

A circle of golden ripples visible to the naked eye bloomed out of his mouth, quickly spreading to the surroundings, moving the black gold spiritual power light cluster into the distance, throwing it into the sky, boom, as if the sun exploded, the clouds collapsed, and the infinite streamers fell!

Mu Qingying was not to be outdone, and with a leap of her delicate body, she had already crossed a distance of tens or hundreds of meters, and came not far in front of Fahai, and black and golden spiritual power light clusters appeared in her hands one after another, smashing towards Fahai like rain.

Fahai waved the Zen staff in his hand again and again, and the spiritual light burst out, scattering the spiritual power light clusters, Mu Qingying sneered: "Old monk, I'll see how many you can take!"

The more the two fought, the more intense the battle became, one after another golden rays burst out, and the sky burst into flames, the roar was deafening, and the battlefield gradually moved to the sky.

"Hey, the guy in the way is finally gone!"

The bearded man on the shore of the lake had a cold face, and as soon as his body jumped, he crossed a distance of more than ten meters and rushed towards the center of the Dharma field, the body of Abbot Yuanjue!

Not only that, at the same time, all the places around the Jingci Temple burst out with a demonic or cold aura in an instant, and one after another figures rushed towards the center of the Dharma field!

Countless thunderbolts suddenly exploded in the sky, electric snakes flew, tearing the sky, the water surface of the West Lake exploded into thousands of blue waves, and a figure rushed out of it, black clothes like ink, high bundles of long hair, evil eyes, treading water, and said coldly: "This opportunity, it is none other than me!"

When Xiao Qing saw this man, his eyes immediately turned upside down, and with a flick of his hand, a blue and bright magic sword appeared, and a terrifying demonic aura gradually emerged from his body.

On the cruise ship, Liu Hongni put down the wine cup in her hand, got up and stared: "Qiu Yan, Yang Yu, remove that Yun Yuyan with me!"

Shocking changes are happening, and the killing opportunities are unlimited!