Affected by this, the speed of the black-clothed monk also dropped sharply.

At this time, Chen Fusheng didn't start, and he withdrew the four flying swords from afar, but he signaled to the white tiger.

Seeing that Chen Fusheng killed the red-robed monk as easily as a rabbit falling down, it was not only the black-clothed monk who didn't react.

Bai Hu had the idea of escaping in his heart just now, but Chen Fusheng put it away in advance after intervening horizontally, originally it was going to provoke Chen Fusheng to fight with these two monks.

Anyway, in its opinion, these three bald heads are not a good thing, not to mention that Chen Fusheng also said in person that he had a fate with the Buddha and wanted to bring back the words of good life training.

This made the white tiger wary of him for three points, but the white tiger didn't expect that Chen Fusheng's mana magic weapons were so powerful, and before it could react, he killed the red-robed bald head that was obviously stronger on the spot in an instant, and the black cloth was also dragged down by him with a spell, leaving it no time to escape at all, you must know that in its estimation, Chen Fusheng would have to fight with these two monks for more than half an hour, and in the end, he might have to use some means to lose both.

After all, Chen Fusheng's momentum looked chic and extraordinary, and he couldn't tell what realm his mana cultivation was.

But just looking at his attitude towards the two of them before the soldiers, he knew that it was impossible to far surpass each other, otherwise how could he waste so many words.

As for escaping in front of Chen Fusheng, the white tiger didn't have this kind of confidence, the magic power of the lotus was only seen clearly by it and the two monks, Chen Fusheng's speed was much faster than the wind control that it barely used with its talent, it was sure to come and go freely in the hands of the second monk, but it didn't dare to compete with Chen Fusheng.

In an instant, White Tiger found that his current situation was much more difficult than before.

Chen Fusheng is a guy that it really can't beat and run.

Understanding what Chen Fusheng meant, the white tiger let out a long roar and sprinkled all his qi on the body of this black-robed monk.

The monk didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly pulled the one hundred and eight rosaries on his chest, and one hundred and eight skulls flew out, protecting his body, which was obviously similar to the skeleton bracelet on the wrist of the red-robed monk.

The magic weapon of the unity of mind and mind was destroyed, the monk was already injured, and there was no yaksha released by the red-robed monk to drag the white tiger, where could he still fight hand-to-hand with this tiger demon with rough skin and thick flesh, and after a few rounds, it had already been smashed by the tiger's claws one after another The one hundred and eight skulls turned into talisman prayer beads were smashed one after another, and they were hit heavily between the chest and abdomen, rubbed and twisted.

This white tiger was also obedient, and under the unclear intention of Chen Fusheng, Rao hated it to the core, and did not kill it directly, but flicked his fingers and pulled the half-dead monk to Chen Fusheng's eyes with his claws.

As for the more than 100 people who did not have the blessing of the monk's evil arts, and suffered some backlash power, they had already fallen off the horse's back one by one with bleeding from their mouths and noses, and passed out one by one, if it weren't for the previous evil magic that strengthened their bodies, this alone would be enough to make them break their tendons and fractures.

For these ordinary people, Chen Fusheng was too lazy to start, but for these two monks who were also cultivators, Chen Fusheng was not so polite.

Holding out the Hundred Ghost Sutra Diagram, he collected the soul of this dying black-robed monk, as for the red-robed monk who was devoured, his soul had already been surrounded by the ghosts of many herdsmen, and it was obvious that these Yin Souls who had retained a little bit of wisdom were a little grateful to this Chen Fusheng who freed them.

He glanced at the weak-hearted white tiger with a smile, although Chen Fusheng saved the life of the white tiger, but Chen Fusheng was not confident enough to think that he had the natural domineering spirit of the protagonists in the script, and he could easily make a monster who was not much weaker than himself kowtow and surrender.

When Chen Fusheng rescued it, it was not like the black Jiao who had no power to fight back because of the thunderstorm.

But it's not necessarily that hard.

Chen Fusheng released a flying sword to twist the prayer wheel into bone slag, and sure enough, there were countless yin souls collected in it like the prayer flags, and this release made the grassland in this spring become a gloomy ghost.

Sitting down cross-legged, Chen Fusheng held up the Hundred Ghost Sutra Transformation Diagram with one hand, and shot a golden light into the White Tiger Sea with the other.

The White Tiger, who had long been wary of Chen Fusheng, was about to dodge, but this time it was extremely fast, and it was not a lethal spell, so it evolved into a scripture in the White Tiger Knowing Sea.

Naturally, there is no doubt about the volume of the "Vajra Samadhi Wheel Sutra".

The white tiger suddenly quieted down, and his mind was immersed in it.

Its realm is similar to Chen Fusheng's, and it can be seen that this is an extremely mysterious Buddhist Dafa.

However, like the shamans of the San'in tribe, it immediately fell into the same predicament.

It's a monster who hasn't read a book, where does it understand the mystery of this Dharma?

There was obviously a treasure mountain in front of him but he couldn't move it away, and the white tiger became irritable when he boarded it.

"What does this little monk want to do by stuffing this thing into my head?"

Looking at the white tiger's eyes, Chen Fusheng chuckled, his face became solemn, and he recited the "Vajra Samadhi Wheel Sutra" in a low voice.

Buddhism is better at transforming the soul than Taoism, and the Wheel Sutra is one of the best, and Chen Fusheng also saw that these ghosts died too miserably, so he had the idea of excess.

At the beginning of this chanting, the voice was not obvious, and there was nothing unusual, but although the yin soul had been tortured for a long time, and there were many dementions in this life, there were still some bright people among them, and they could feel that every time Chen Fusheng recited a sentence, the soul body felt better, which was obviously good for himself, so he followed the chant.

At the beginning of the chanting, it was still scattered and scattered, and it was not a climate, but later, the sound was self-aligned, and every time Chen Fusheng recited a sentence, thousands of ghosts followed the sound, like a tide, wave after wave, almost wanting to rise to the sky.

These yin souls were just mortals before they were born, and after losing their physical bodies and transforming into yin souls, they had some mana, although they were extremely thin, but when they recited this "Vajra Samadhi Wheel Sutra" together, they also had the effect of gathering armpits into furs, and a steady stream of mental power was blessed to Chen Fusheng's body through the air.

Chen Fusheng only felt that his mind was clear for a while, and there was a huge mana, surging towards his soul, and almost instantly, he gave birth to a realization, in addition to the Buddha light of the lotus step by step, another layer of golden light surged up, but it suddenly opened up his tongue.

Buddhism practice focuses on the nine senses, of which the first four consciousnesses, eyes, ears, mouth, nose and mouth are relatively easy, but just looking at the mortal monasteries there are not many monks with magical power, you know that there are no decades of asceticism, and it is extremely difficult to achieve.

Chen Fusheng also had a little kind thoughts in his heart, and wanted to relieve the suffering of these yin spirits, but this "Vajra Samadhi Wheel Sutra" was already long in this matter, and those thousands of yin souls were grateful to put their own thoughts on their own, otherwise there would be absolutely no such coincidence.