"You turn around and use Niu Ye as a mount, I am so hypocritical that I am disgusting and too lazy to accept it, your whimsical idea is really ridiculous, I want Niu Ye to give in, unless I die!"

West Niu Hezhou, Baihuling dangerous peak, in the white bone cave, Niu Man coughed up blood, struggled to stand up from the trivial stone pile, still unwilling to be unconvinced, his eyes were angry, and he swung out a punch again, the blue light was dazzling, and the fist roared through, full of his unyielding.

"Then there is no Amitabha! Since you are obsessed, the poor monk has no choice but to kill the killer!"

The monk chanted the Buddha's name, his eyes were full of compassion, and he seemed to feel sorry for Niu Man's persistence, but this compassionate appearance made Niu Man look more and more itchy, irritable and irritable, and shouted, and the strength of the fist was even more aggravated, and the green mangs pierced the air and hit the Buddha who was bathed in golden light.

"When!when!when!"

......

Punch after punch flashed, like flowing water continuously swinging out and hitting the Buddha's body, colliding with the golden palm, and the impact of the piercing eardrum was amplified several times out of thin air in the closed and narrow cave, and the sound waves were mighty.

The passage of time seems to be a moment of ten thousand years, and it seems that ten thousand years are condensed into a point, the fierce collision in the cave gradually becomes gentle, Niu Man's pale face sweats like rain, and the whole body seems to be slightly spasmed due to the exhaustion of mana and exhaustion, the strength of the fist is getting slower and slower, the cyan fist is dim, and the lethality of the thermal weapon that seems to lack follow-up fuel is sharply reduced, and it is clear that the movement trajectory of the fist can be easily avoided sideways.

The white bone spirit still looked at him coldly, without the slightest idea of making a move.

The monk from Lingshan completely unloaded his guard with Qingchen's crumbling body, and secretly laughed at the monster for being stupid and inflexible, and at the same time looked at the cow man who was sweating like rain and gritted his teeth, and his eyes were full of contempt as if he was looking at the grasshopper after the autumn.

He simply did not resist, with a strong body to let Niu Man stubbornly attack, inconsequential, golden palms together, mouth Buddha number, Buddha light masterpiece, confused sound of the Taoist sound, Buddhist witty words stacked out, golden Buddha light against Niu Man, obviously the heart of Niu Man as a mount is not dead, with the idea of turning Niu Man.

Niu Man's dancing fists became weaker and weaker, the cyan fists disappeared from time to time, the fierce anger in his eyes slowly subsided, his hideous face became soft, and his warm and jade-like breath was scattered, as if he was really bewitched by the sound of Buddha.

"Ahh

"Moo!"

A punch smashed the grinding disc-sized stone not far away into powder, the cow roared, let out a deafening cow moo, covered his head in pain, turned sideways to the ground, rolled back and forth The surrounding gravel chips were brutally pressed into sand, and the expression of struggle and pain and the temperament of peace and warmth were intertwined with each other.

In the eyes of people who don't know how to do it, it seems that Niu Man suddenly lost his heart and Niu went crazy, but the two people in the cave have a lot of knowledge, and naturally know that this is the last fight.

The white bone spirit's calm and waveless face flashed with emotion, looking at the peaceful temperament of the bull man exuding from her body, and the bald donkey with a triumphant smile, she finally panicked in her heart.

Although she insisted that she would not help, especially Niu Man was born as a bull demon that she hated so much, but she understood the truth of cold lips and teeth, Niu Man's strength was not weak, if she was really recovered by Lingshan's dead bald donkey, even if she had that thing in hand, it would be a situation of more defeat and less victory, and it would be precarious.

But the shot was a step too late, and the monk kept a little thought on the white bone essence, and when he noticed that the white bone spirit seemed to be a little abnormal, he roared directly in a deep rage, and used the Buddhist lion's roar magic power to increase the intensity of bewitchment. For a while, the Buddha's light was bright, and the illuminated cave was golden and brilliant, full of glory, and even the white bone essence was affected, and he had to free his hand to resist the invading Buddha light.

"The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore!"

"The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore!"

"The sea of bitterness is endless, and turning back is the shore!"

......

The Buddha's voice was immense, magnificent, and the last trace of anger on Niu Man's body disappeared unwillingly, wrapped in the peaceful Buddha's light, and walked towards the monk bathed in golden light with devotion and joy, his expression was serene, and a pair of eyes flashed a touch of fanatical obsession from time to time.

"Bull demon, wake up, Mrs. Ben warns that if you are bewitched by this dead bald donkey and dare to attack the old lady in the same stream, I will be merciless, poke a dozen big holes in you, and first take off your stinky cowhide to see if it is my sword or your thick skin. "The white bone spirit danced the long sword on the one hand, the sword qi was impermeable, resisting the light of the Buddha in the sky, and on the other hand, he threatened loudly with anxiety, and the evil aura was full of evil.

It's a pity that her words have really become a veritable "playing the piano to the cow", the cow man turned a deaf ear, completely ignored her stubble, and was so anxious that the white bone powder was angry, cold eyebrows and angry eyes, and waved the long sword in his hand more quickly, and for a while he barely resisted the roar of Buddha Guangyin.

"Lord Bai, this cow benefactor has already realized the true meaning of my Buddhism, and is willing to put down the butcher's knife and take refuge in the Three Jewels, which is really a merit. ”

The monk smiled and looked at Niu Man who came closer, his eyes were full of kindness, "The white donor has my Buddha's favor, if you take refuge in my Buddha, the future is immeasurable, not to mention that you meet the cow donor is fate, speaking of which, he can also be regarded as entering my Buddha because of you, this is the reason, if the white donor can be enlightened Bodhi in the heart of the cow donor, this is the result." Cause and effect are perfect, the party is right, it is the right way, and I hope that the donor will not realize himself. ”

It's just that what responded to him was the cold and piercing double swords of the white bone spirit, she was angry, chattering for the high-sounding nagging of the dead bald donkey in front of her, for the stupid and stupid cow like a pig, and also for her own inaction, obsessed with the indiscriminate involvement of the past, and hypocrisy.

She stabbed out with a sword, the sword qi ran through the sky, the green and weird ghost fire came out of nothing, she made a tricky shot, hated and ruthless, stabbed three inches below the monk's umbilicus, and scolded loudly: "What kind of bullshit is the right way, the right reason, the old lady only believes in the sword in her hand, there is no way and no Buddha in her heart, and she wants the old lady to practice strangely, wishful thinking." ”

"Toast and don't eat and drink! Such a suppression is!" The Buddha was a little arrogant, he had just received Niu Man, and it was the white bone spirit who was full of spirit, and saw the white bone spirit coming violently, even if he was injured, he was fearless, and he thought that Niu Man was in his hands as a helper.

The palms were stacked together, and they quickly slapped hundreds of times in the void, and the golden palm shadow slashed the sky and collided with the cold and sharp sword qi, and the wind was blowing, and the blue fire was swaying, like a candle flame blown by the wind, fragile and tenacious and burning firmly.

The cave was bombarded by the escaping energy, and the cracks crawled all over the stone walls in all directions, and the elderly and sick old man who was in danger of falling down at any time was like a wind candle and was still breathing.