"It's time. ”

Chen Fusheng secretly said in his heart, straightened his expression, collected the water vapor of his body, walked out of the hiding place, and urged the step-by-step lotus magic power to the maximum, it seemed to walk slowly, and came slowly, but it was a few steps, and he stepped over in the air, and the lotus was extinguished under his feet, and he escaped from the void, without staining the slightest breath of fireworks, compared to the black gas of two monks and one tiger, it looks much more chic.

Especially the circle of Buddha light behind the head, it is even more solemn.

With his hands folded, Chen Fusheng whispered a Buddha trumpet and said: "In the bitter cold land, I didn't expect to be able to meet people in the same way, poor monks, I have seen two senior brothers, I don't know where the two senior brothers are taught, and in which famous temple Moding is ordained? Who is the Dharma teacher? What is the character? I hope the two senior brothers will tell me." ”

"Where did this trouble-making little monk come from?"

The two monks looked at each other a few times, and were a little wary of Chen Fusheng, a man with a Buddha light on his head and a lotus flower on his feet, although he did not wear a monk's robe, he was far more like a virtuous monk in Buddhism.

"The poor monk and the junior brother are all under the door of the Dalun Temple in Tanggula Mountain, and this trip is to subdue the demons and eliminate the demons, and I hope that this master will be convenient. ”

"You two demon monks, you dare to talk nonsense, I have never deliberately killed, but the white bone ** and human skin prayer flags in your hands are all made by slaughtering a herdsman. ”

Seeing that a stranger was coming, the white tiger, who was still planning to flee with the wind, moved in his heart and opened his mouth to refute.

"Hmph! Tribal hegemony is your life and death, these people have already been defeated, and it is impossible to escape death, and the two of us are just waste use, why not, where is your turn to be presumptuous. ”

This was something Chen Fusheng didn't expect, originally he saw that although the magic weapons of the two were refined with human materials, he felt that the two of them should have some compassion as cultivators and disciples of Buddhism, but he didn't expect it to be so.

Although it is difficult to intervene in this kind of spiritual matter, and even to a certain extent, what the black-robed monk said is right, the road to domination of the world is a mixture of blood and tears, and it is a necessary part of the evolution of humanity, and it is destined to kill and injure countless people.

But why not!

What's more, although there is a lack of education on the grassland, based on the law of the jungle, there is no order of the Three Principles and Five Constants, which gives these cultivators the opportunity to meddle easily.

However, if you want to kill people like this wantonly and indulge your mind, you don't need to think about it to know that there is no future in cultivation.

A cultivator who killed so many of his fellow clans who had no power to resist at all just for the sake of refining weapons, except for a few of the most unscrupulous branches of the evil sect and the demon sect, had always been shamed by all sects.

Listening to the black-robed monk say this in the half-baked Daqi language, Chen Fusheng shook his head, didn't want to say too much about it, and laughed softly: "The poor monk wants to discuss this, I see that this white tiger is related to my Buddha, and I hope that the two of you will give me a convenient way to take it back for good training." ”

"You little monk is so rude, you actually covet our prey, see how I take you. ”

The black-robed monk hesitated to meditate, and the red-robed monk became angry, raised his hand, and the prayer flag was suddenly magnified several times, and the Yaksha gave up the white tiger and went straight to Chen Fusheng.

Chen Fusheng just watched a scene and knew that the two monks had seventy or eighty percent of their abilities falling on these two magic weapons, but their own mana was just ordinary, he saw that this Yaksha was also quite powerful, but also had a bit of fighting spirit, and pointed into a sword, pointing forward, and the sword box behind him jumped out of a bright green light, and the steel fork in the hand of the Yaksha was fighting together.

The steel fork was nothing more than a demonic aura, and every time it encountered the green sword light, it would collapse into a cloud of black qi, and then quickly recovered.

However, it is obvious that the green bamboo sword is far more than this human skin prayer flag, and it has the upper hand, but since it must be clean and thorough, Chen Fusheng is not in the mood to let the two brothers and sisters in one place, and do it to themselves, and with the other hand, three flying swords flew out, laying a formation in the air, and then the sword light turned into a three-color sword light, and as soon as it turned in the air, it cut the red-robed monk in half from his waist, Rao is string of skull prayer beads on the other party's wrist barely floated a light curtain to protect, but it was like paper, useless。

Without the support of his master's mana, the Yaksha suddenly appeared to be in a state of distraction, and his tall body was slashed several times by the green bamboo sword before turning into black qi and sinking into the prayer flag.

The green bamboo sword was unforgiving, and it completely manifested in the air, with a long sword light, majestic, shuttling back and forth in the air several times, completely splitting the prayer flag made of human skin into a pile of fragments, and falling from the air.

As soon as the prayer flag was destroyed, the black qi inside was also unrestrained, and it turned into countless men, women, and children in ragged clothes and covered with blood, and they swarmed up, and in an instant, the flesh of the red-robed old man was devoured cleanly, leaving no trace of it.

"Backlash!"

Rao is Chen Fusheng is well-informed, and he is also a little chilled when he sees this.

No matter what kind of method of refining magic weapons with yin spirits in the world, it is required to erase the resentment against the owner of the magic weapon, and only retain its own spirituality, in order to avoid the day when these yin spirits get out of control and eat the master.

It's just that some techniques are high and have good results, and some techniques are not successful, and there are still remnants.

But Chen Fusheng didn't expect that this red-robed monk didn't do this step at all.

Rather, it retains the memories, emotions, and intellects of these ghosts.

However, the red-robed monk was naturally not a fool, and he did not directly release these yin spirits to fight the enemy, but used his soul energy to condense a yaksha out.

Even Chen Fusheng could think that these ghosts were tortured in the prayer flags, in order to maximize their resentment, which could increase the ferocity of the Yakshas.

Otherwise, with the cultivation and practice of the monk, it would be absolutely impossible for the magic weapon to fight against this tiger demon for so long.

Seeing that it was only a moment, the senior brother was dead, and the black-robed monk shouted loudly, urging the black light of the warp wheel in his hand to the maximum, and turned to Chen Fusheng as much as possible, obviously to delay for a moment, and then take the opportunity to escape.

Where would Chen Fusheng give him this opportunity, as soon as he raised his hand, a pitch-black Northern Darkness True Water shot out, turned into an ice dragon, and completely froze the black light directly in the air.

The material of the prayer wheel is just a refinement of human bones, where can it withstand this Northern Darkness True Water, which has inherited the power of the cold, and a few deep cracks immediately appeared, almost destroying it on the spot.