The six dusts are the theories of Buddhism, namely color, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, and dharma, corresponding to the six roots of the eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, and mind, as well as the six senses of eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, and consciousness.

The Six Thieves is the theory of the Immortal Dao, which refers to the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind.

Although the four are similar, they are very different in the subtleties, so the methods of dealing with them are absolutely different.

Originally, according to Li Haocheng's mana characteristics, as long as he absorbed a little, he could easily parse it, but among the surrounding five-colored dust, there was a very peculiar power, very pure, with Li Haocheng's current Taixu mana, he couldn't digest it, otherwise he wouldn't have been damaged by the color Zen master's move just now.

"Don't struggle, the tongue is the official of the heart, although my divine fire originates from the five flavors, it is born in the heart, you can't resist it, if you tie your hands, you can still enjoy the pain of flesh and skin. "The color Zen master stretched out his hand to summon a unique shape of the shovel, about five feet long, the whole body is made of iron, there are blades at two ends, one end is crescent moon shaped, there are four small holes in the moon bend, four iron rings are pierced, and the other end is shaped like a spatula, about seven inches long, which is completely different from the ordinary upside-down bell.

However, this convenient shovel is obviously a magic weapon that matches the bowl just now, and the color Zen master danced slightly, and saw the five-colored dust flying, turning into a Taoist streamer and falling beside Li Haocheng, and the sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty flavors emerged, faintly shaking Li Haocheng's heart.

"Guang Han!" Looking at the flames that gradually broke through the defense of the sky-falling flag, Li Haocheng stretched out his hand, and a touch of moonlight appeared, turning into a bright moon hanging high, a deep cold air flowed out, and pieces of frost appeared around him.

"Useless work. With a slight swing of the shovel, a flash of fire flowed by, and countless five-colored dust easily broke through the ice and flew in mid-air, disrupting the meaning of Guanghan, the bright moon shattered, and the flames rose again.

"Zen Master, please get on the road!" Li Haocheng looked at the flames that surrounded him again, his face remained unchanged, a trace of cold light appeared in his palm, dragging a gourd to aim at the color Zen Master, transparent and flashing dreamlike shimmer rose from the mouth of the gourd, this time it was not the usual soul-fixing light.

After all, the color Zen master is good at five flavors and six dusts, Li Haocheng didn't dare to bet that the soul light could fix his yin god, so he chose to freeze the flame with the bright moon just now, test the limit of the opponent's Dao technique, and then freeze his will with cold light.

The sword flashed, and there was no accident, the head of the color Zen master was divided into two, and the head fell, but the strange thing was that there should have been no blood flowing out of the fracture, there were wisps of white light, forming a lotus flower in mid-air.

As soon as the two lotus flowers were closed, the color Zen master looked at Li Haocheng with a ruddy face, and his eyes were three times larger, and there was a trace of anger in his black bean-like eyes.

The method of rebirth just now is very mysterious, it is their secret supernatural power, not to mention any aftermath, and it will make up for the consumption of mana at the moment of rebirth, but the materials required for casting it are too scarce, and he has only obtained enough to perform it once over the years, but now it is all destroyed in the hands of Li Haocheng,

"Li Haocheng, the old man wants you to die!" The Zen master who gritted his teeth sacrificed the shovel in his hand, and countless flames fell with the shovel.

Li Haocheng's eyes lit up, although the resurrection of the color Zen master was beyond his expectations, but with the withering of the lotus flower on his neck, the strange power in the flame also quickly faded, Li Haocheng easily analyzed the composition of the flame, summoned the seven-tone wonderful tree, and with a wave of his hand, he deflected the shovel.

Then there was another pat of the gourd, a touch of brilliance rose, the color Zen master's face changed slightly, and with a wave of the shovel, the Taoist fireworks surged, wrapping him and quickly retreating.

Li Haocheng was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but he heard a coquettish reprimand, and then saw a wisp of pink smoke hanging down from the void, holding a fragrant jade Ruyi, and striking at Li Haocheng's heavenly spirit.

The runes on the surface of the fragrant jade Ruyi condensed, the treasure was shining, it was obviously a good treasure that had been cultivated for a long time, Li Haocheng naturally did not dare to take it hard, and after brushing the wonderful tree in his hand, he turned his head to look at it, and saw a tall figure, delicate skin, a beautiful figure only split a layer of tulle, and her slender legs were even more exposed to the air of a bewitching woman.

Li Haocheng frowned, and said with some surprise: "Bi Xiuai?"

"It's the slave family!" the woman pursed her delicate red lips, her contact lenses turned, and she waved her hand lightly, and suddenly a fine fragrant wind blew in all directions.

Li Haocheng hurriedly closed his nose and tongue, the color of the Zen master is the main taste, Bixiu loves eighty percent is the main fragrance, Li Haocheng, who has just suffered a big loss, does not dare to be careless.

"What a boring person. Bi Xiuai snorted coldly, took out a boxy, carved dragon and phoenix jade box from her arms, opened her mouth to Li Haocheng, and blew lightly, wisps of invisible and qualitative sweet fragrance rose and spread rapidly.

Li Haocheng waved the seven-tone wonderful tree, attracting a wisp of aroma analysis, and sure enough, it was the same as the five-colored dust just now, which contained wisps of powerful power that he could not analyze.

At the same time, the color Zen master who had already retreated suddenly appeared beside Bi Xiuai, and suddenly danced the shovel in his hand, and the fire rose, and the originally sweet fragrance suddenly changed into a thousand tastes, shaking Li Haocheng's mind.

You have to find a way to kill this Bi Xiuai once first. Li Haocheng, who had the combat experience of the same color Zen master just now, immediately came up with a countermeasure, he first shook the sky and fell the flag, disrupted the surrounding qi, and was hazy, and then held the gourd and patted it lightly at Bi Xiuai.

A ray of cold light rose, and Bi Xiuai, who was hidden on the side just now, hurriedly performed the technique of meditation and condensation, but she didn't want to, the gourd mouth in Li Haocheng's hand spewed out a sharp sword light, curling around her neck, she just didn't know anything.

"This is?" Zen Master Se was shocked when he saw it, he had been frightened by the gourd in Li Haocheng's hand, and he didn't have the intention of sharing weal and woe with Bi Xiu at all, his body swinged, faster than when he came, and fled backwards.

The shovel in his hand was also constantly dancing, bringing up fireworks to cover his figure, but Li Haocheng smiled coldly, without outsiders stopping him, he turned the mouth of the gourd, and the cold light appeared at the mouth of the gourd again, easily locking the breath of the color Zen master.

Guang Han's intention delayed him slightly, and then with a flash of the knife, a fat head flew up, and blood splattered everywhere.

Immediately, Li Haocheng made a mistake and came to Bi Xiuai's side, stretched out one hand, and a faint brilliance swirled around the palm, and the palm set off was like jade, and was gently patted down.

Bi Xiuai, who had just been resurrected, opened his mouth and made a piercing sound, Li Haocheng's ears flowed out of bright red liquid slightly, but his palms still fell steadily, Bi Xiuai's eyes widened, and she watched in despair as the palm fell on her heavenly spirit, with a "bang", red and white splashed, and Bi Xiuai, who had just regained consciousness, fell into the darkness again, and could never wake up.

"Poof!" Li Haocheng, who had killed two people in a row, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and after relieving the pressure on his viscera a little, he waved the Miaoshu in his hand, wiped off the bloodstains he left behind, patted the gourd, and took away the two corpses of Bi Xiuai and Zen Master, and immediately fled into the distance.

As soon as Li Haocheng left on his heels, a crane-haired old man appeared where he was standing just now, and frowned: "Although the color Zen master and Bi Xiuai like to go off the rails with swords, they can kill the two of them, and Li Haocheng's strength should not be underestimated, and it needs to be recalculated." ”

As he spoke, the old man stretched out his hand to probe the surrounding breath, but he didn't find the slightest thing, and then he used a secret method, anxious about the people around, and waited for a long time before only two arrived, and immediately knew Li Haocheng's plan: "Li Haocheng wants to break them one by one? No, you two can't let him go on like this, you two come with me." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he took the lead, and the two who came in response to the law looked at each other, and finally followed.