The five fire arrays cut off those holy lights, those mighty gods.

But when Lu Zhishen stepped out of the Five Directions Fire Array, the wind had to be boundless cool, and along the moon ring, the slightest bit poured into the pores.

In this coolness, it makes people feel that the heat of the whole body is being drawn out of the pores, and in the blink of an eye, it is like falling into an ice cellar!

Lu Zhishen could hold on for a while, but Yue Fei couldn't help but snort.

Sensing that the young man on his back was obviously shaking, Lu Zhishen immediately stopped, ripped off his body stiffly, and covered Yue Fei's body, shouting: "Little brother, this was given by Elder Zhizhen to the Sprinkle family, you wear it, let's say while running, what idea do you have to deal with that old bald donkey?"

Straight up, Yue Fei only felt a warm breath like steam, but Lu Zhishen took off this straight jacket, his upper body was naked, and goosebumps got in a blink of an eye, but he didn't care, just ran forward.

Yue Fei cheered up, looked at Peach Blossom Mountain and said, "I heard that little eldest sister say that the demon monk also needs to set up an altar in order to compete with Mr. Wei." I want to march and fight, the most important thing is to cut off the enemy's grain route, that altar is not like Yuan Shao's black nest in the Three Kingdoms, it is a place to hoard grain, we break that altar, it is a great help for Mr. Wei!"

When these words came out, even Lu Zhishen couldn't help but nod and said: "Little brother is so knowledgeable, it seems that we were born in the Western Army! It's a pity that the Sprinkle family is now a monk and a monk, otherwise I would have recommended you to receive a dispatch under the old minister!"

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The front of the mountain is still as bright as day, and it is still the sword qi.

From the Buddha's light behind the head of the monk Zhiming, a vast land emerged, and the cedar that gushed out of the balm vase was still a luxurious and luxurious collection of treasures, but it was transplanted to this land at some point.

Under the light of the stars on the top of the canopy, the gold, silver, pearls and jade dotted among the pine branches are like huge Easter eggs, constantly giving birth and falling to the ground.

The shell of the precious stone and gold and silver was immediately opened, and a white-winged warrior wearing a feather crown was born, holding a short sword in one hand and a leather shield in the other.

Although in the Buddha's light behind Monk Zhiming's head, the land, the treasure tree, and the military strength are still too crude, but there is already a faint atmosphere of the military strength of the Heavenly Kingdom.

In the face of the military momentum of Rusi, Wei Ye put a plate of sword flowers, and Tao Qianjin came out. The sword blade swirls like a sun wheel, and the Dongyang flame light rune disappears as soon as it appears, turning into a scorching sword light, like rain, like hail, I don't know how many feathered warriors will be cut under the sword blade!

However, the sword light slashed and the white feathers flew away, but it did not prevent more feather-crowned warriors from transforming from the Buddha's light. A hundred swords come out, a thousand swords come out, and they can't stand the feathered crown warrior Hao Hao soup, and they rush out.

Those ethereal and ethereal children's voices never forget to sing a new hymn at this time: "It is now, it is now, the righteous man of the Great Ming Father will become the army of the Savior and take over the world!"

"There is no one who can stop us and win the world for the glory of the kingdom of light! What a greatness, what a miracle, to lead us to victory!"

"Burn, burn, Gomorrah and Sodom, burn, burn, sorcerers and unbelievers!"

"Father of Light, Savior, Salvation has come, judgment is unstoppable!"

"An army of praise is rising up here! An army of praise will prevail over the enemy!"

At this hymn, Wei Ye snorted coldly: "Shut up!"

As soon as the shouts began, the sword shadows moved with the peach daughters, passing through the formation of the feather-crowned warriors, bringing up blood flowers and harvesting lives.

The sword swirls like a dragon, and the sword flies like a thriller.

The sword qi wandered away to judge life and death, and the sword light came and went, and the blood was red.

At the foot of Peach Blossom Mountain, the scene of killing is full of deforestation, as if you are in an endless hell!

However, the feather-crowned warriors still moved forward, and every time someone was pierced by the long sword made of fire talismans, the bodies of the fallen corpses turned into fragments of light, and they were once again thrown into the Buddha light behind the head of Monk Zhiming.

Monk Zhiming's face was still solemn, but he looked at Wei Ye with a compassionate look: "Ren Jun has vast powers, and he subdues the dragon and the tiger, but he doesn't know the subtlety of my Buddhism, let alone the way of foreign Taoism. The immortal family, the immortal family, if you haven't taken refuge yet, when will you stay?"

In this regard, Wei Ye turned the peach and swept it behind him, the sword edge was like a fiery edge, and dozens of crowned warriors suddenly slashed their heads, and then mocked: "You say convert, Wei will take refuge, isn't this very faceless?"

"Wouldn't it be beautiful to abandon the outer path, abandon the Hinayana path, go along to the Mahayana, cultivate the supreme path, and eventually become a Buddha?"

"Ahh

"The sky is closed, the earth is locked, thirty-six days are far away, the thunder sound brakes the earth is difficult to reach, the hole is blessed with heaven and earth, like the shell of a snail and the shell of a pearl mussel.

"That Mani Pure Land, the Bright Buddha Country, is plausible, miscellaneous and impure, melting the dross of a hundred schools, but you old bald man thinks it is the road to liberation, but I am afraid that the fall is right now!"

"Resting on your laurels, not listening to good words, Xuanmen is wonderful, but that's it?"

The words are like knives, but they are not pure scolding, but testing each other's hearts, once they have their hearts, they are the key points of the Dao Demon Conquest.

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There is only one road leading to the top of Taohua Mountain, and the rest of the place is either a dangerous peak or a steep slope.

Lu Zhishen didn't care about it, he carried Yue Fei on his back, and he was still holding a Xuantie Zen staff in his hand, and he smashed it towards the mountain wall.

The head of the Zen stick shovel was chiseled into the stone wall, and Lu Zhishen said to Yue Fei: "Little brother, hurry up and sprinkle the family!"

With that, he jumped up on the Zen staff, wrapped his feet hard, turned his head upward, and suddenly the dark iron Zen staff that was chiseled into the stone wall was brought out by him again.

Lu Zhishen's figure was not yet to fall, and suddenly the Zen staff chiseled towards the stone wall again, and in a blink of an eye, he had already chiseled seven or eight times on the stone wall, and it was already more than ten zhang from the ground!

It wasn't until he crossed this heavy mountain wall that Lu Zhishen held the Xuantie Zen staff and laughed to himself: "Straight lady thief, this method is used, except for the slight dizziness of the head, there is no damage on the side." I can't imagine that the Sprinkle family is now making such a means of accumulating old thieves!"

Speaking of this, he didn't forget to ask: "Little brother, can you still walk?"

Yue Fei was on his back, and his face was not too good, but he still nodded and said, "I still have a good way to go!"

Lu Zhi glanced at the military village at the head of the peak, and then put Yue Fei down, he had already rushed up: "Don't care about the sprinkle family, let's kill all the thieves in the village one by one!"