In Huaguo Mountain, the stone monkey woke up from the illusion clock, but he felt curious and had nothing else to do.

A white ape next to him, but he squeaked and didn't know what to say, leading the monkey king to have fun again.

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In a mountain range in the east of Dongsheng Divine Continent, a golden light flashed, and a Buddhist cultivator was chasing behind him, and he was about to catch up.

Meng Huan found that as soon as he used the escape technique at this time, the Buddha power in his body would move, messing with his breath, and his speed would slow down, which was comparable to the great monk behind.

"The donor is still tied up, and the poor monk can allow you to be a poor monk believer and live you in bliss. He couldn't help but love talent, this person only has the cultivation of the Yuan Shen, but he has such a strong mana, if he cultivates his Buddhism Hinayana Buddhism, he will be able to become the title protector of Lingshan, and it is hanging on his seat.

Meng Huan felt that it was difficult to escape, so he turned around directly, took the vajra and threw it at the monk, and at the same time spewed out a burst of fire, turning into a phoenix shadow, and flew towards the monk.

"The donor still has to struggle? It's better to follow the poor monk!" he took out a purple gold bowl and scooped it there, struggling away from the fire phoenix shadow, but was still accepted by the golden bowl.

With another brush of the robe, King Kong Zhuo was also brushed into the robe, and there was no movement.

Meng Huan felt that the imprint he had made on King Kong Zhuo had not disappeared, it was a bit like going to another world, unable to contact and control. This must be a barbaric Buddha Thought Realm, although it is an Void Realm, but it can stop Meng Huan's Divine Thoughts. If he waits for him to become a true immortal, the magic weapon spirit power will be fully exerted, and even if he is accepted, he can turn the world upside down in that side.

"If the donor doesn't restrain his hands, then it's no wonder that the poor monk's robe is subdued!"

Meng Huan contacted the green lotus leaf in the purple mansion and found that the lotus leaf did not move, so he wanted to sacrifice the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree instead, but the small tree was not under his control.

"In the end, there is no refining, if you can get rid of this calamity today, you must sacrifice these two treasures. ”

Meng Huan no longer fled, rushed to the barbarian, and punched him in the face, the so-called trapped beast is still fighting.

"If the donor doesn't give up, the poor monk will help you comprehend the Great Dao of Silence!" He accepted the Buddha treasure and directly fought with Meng Huan with his golden body.

Before Meng Huan's fist hit him in front of him, he was blocked out by the golden body, and the golden body collided with the fist, turning out a burst of golden light.

The appreciation in the man's eyes was even worse, and Zhang Liujin's body made a move, turning into a five-fingered mountain with one palm to suppress Meng Huan. At this time, the illusory five fingers in different Taoist thoughts, this is the real golden body of Buddhism.

"Boom!oh!?!

The six Buddha sounds sounded directly in Meng Huan's heart, and with a flicker of his expression, the golden palm print knocked him down to the cloud, pressed him to the ground, and turned into a five-fingered giant pit.

The moment Meng Huan fell to the ground, he connected with the earth's qi and dissolved this force, and the ground around him was full of devastation.

"What a means of an earth immortal, wait for me to descend to you!"

The barbarian golden body fell, standing on the ground looked extremely majestic, and the trees on the hill were not high, which could not cover his golden body.

Meng Huan turned into a turbid yellow giant, fighting with the golden barbarian, and every punch and seal was full of mountains and rivers. Fighting with him is like fighting with the nearby mountains and rivers, and if Meng Huan has a divine forgiveness talisman, it will be even more terrifying.

Seeing the destruction of the land around him and the displacement of the river, he felt unhappy, and half of the karma brought by this would be distributed to him, which would ruin his luck and detriment his merits.

"Sure enough, it is a demon without virtue, and he is good at using the local atmosphere, and he will suffer disasters in the future, or follow me like an empty door. The Buddha has clouds, puts down the butcher's knife, and becomes a Buddha on the ground. ”

The barbarian monk didn't insist, took out the purple gold bowl, and put it under Meng Huan's cover, and the turbid yellow giant suddenly became small, turning into seven feet high, revealing Meng Huan's true face.

The purple gold bowl suppressed the earth's qi, the robe suppressed the vajra, and the barbarian monk took out the Buddha pestle and smashed it at Meng Huan, and he had used all his strength with this staff.

Meng Huan is very passive, most of his combat power is above the magic weapon, he cultivates the Yuan Shen too quickly, he does not have a thorough understanding of every realm, and the magic power cannot keep up with his realm, so he has no means to deal with this situation at all.

With a pestle on his body, Meng Huan only felt as if he was being swallowed by the earth's qi, and several mountains and rivers collided with him. Rao is that his body is strong, and he will faint.

He was knocked away, and if he resisted again, he would be beaten even worse, and it was a big deal to enter the Buddhist gate and participate in Zen and chant scriptures.

He saw Maruko jump on his shoulder and jump out, Meng Huan wanted to stop it, but found that he couldn't make a sound, his field of vision became smaller and smaller, and he fainted. The moment he closed his eyes, he could only hope that the pill was safe and sound, if something happened, he would shatter the spiritual mountain and destroy the Buddha Gate in this life.

Meng Huan was beaten away and didn't know where to go, he took the Buddha pestle, and was about to chase it, when he suddenly found a gold-armored warrior behind him, carrying a bald head, and the robe on Jiayu's body was no longer there.

"It's really insulting to my Buddhism!"

"That, this great monk, I'm just going to send him back. The old ghost's voice at this time was like a metal collision, "Do you believe it?"

The old ghost miscalculated, he thought that Meng Huan would be able to hold on a little longer, and even defeat this monk, he could come back and grab some treasures to swallow and refine his body, and let Meng Huan deal with this little monk, he would not offend the Buddha too much, but at this time, he felt that he was in a very dangerous situation.

"Well, you see he was unharmed, I didn't hit him, he fainted. The monk beeped on the way, and he shot and knocked the monk unconscious.

Seeing that Jiayu Luohan's breath was sluggish and sealed, it must be that there was something wrong with the Buddha and the golden body was injured.

"You are not a god general of the heavenly court, although Jiayu's cultivation is unbearable, but in the end, I am a person in my Buddhist sect, how can you be humiliated, today you enter my door, I can spare your life." ”

"Look behind you!"

He lost the bald head in his hand and slashed at the monk, the old ghost is not so particular, if it is usual, he must have converted to Buddhism from this monk, but he is a Taoist soldier, life and death are in the hands of Meng Huan, where do you dare to betray.

The barbarian Buddha is all over this place, how can he be deceived by the old ghost and directly face the old ghost.

The old ghost fought with him twice, suddenly widened his eyes, looked behind the man, and said softly: "This time it's true, you ...... behind"

How could a monk believe in this kind of trick, to raise the Buddha pestle to subdue the old ghost, but then he felt that the momentum behind him was monstrous, so he turned back.

The black cat he had been watching at home the size of his fist turned into a cloud of black light, and he felt that he couldn't move.

A woman in black walked out of the black light, the monk and the old ghost couldn't see her face, at this time the woman and the black light were very different, there was no momentum at all, like a mortal, but the man knew that he might be going to see the King of Jizo Bodhisattva at this time.

The old ghost's throat and eyes were about to jump out, but he couldn't speak, and he was glad in his heart. He had seen this little black cat, it was the one in Meng Huan's arms. If he betrays, at this time......

The woman sighed, and the heavens and the earth changed color, as if not with her sigh, but with a hint of fear......

An extremely flat voice came out: "You two hurt me Huan slave, seal you and wait for ten thousand years!"

The old ghost saw that the two monks, big and small, disappeared out of thin air like this.