Hearing a loud voice, Han Yu couldn't help but murmur, "Is it finally impossible to sit still?" Thinking about it, the huge wave of mana had already "brushed" and attacked. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info sneered, jumped up suddenly, and struck with his right palm.

It's just that the man attacked with anger, isn't it trivial. But listening to the sharp wind "silk", it was through his palm power, and he moved forward. Han Yu was about to retreat violently, when a white light flashed, and the power had already shot into his chest. With a muffled grunt, a fountain of blood burst out. Fortunately, his whole body was wrapped in the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, and the blood was just injured by the huge impact, and he vomited quickly at this time, but it was not very serious.

At the same time, the man in the dark finally showed his true face. Han Yu was stunned when he saw this: "Lama?" This person's dress is very similar to that of later generations of lamas, and he is obviously not the Wuchao Zen Master he imagined. However, the aura on the other party's body was extremely strong, not to mention that he was also a master of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and said in shock: "Who are you?"

"Who are you, how can you know that the sun is really hot?" The man was puzzled by Han Yu's title, and secretly said: "Lama?-This title is not bad, just to distinguish it from those monks!"

When Han Yu saw this old lama's tiger head, he couldn't help but be happy: "What is the relationship between you and Wuchao Zen Master?"

"You actually know the family teacher!" the lama said in a daze, "How did I not know that the master still has a bloodline left in the world?"

"I'm your master!" Han Yu said angrily.

The lama was stunned for a long time before he reacted, and couldn't help but be furious: "How can this be reasonable, when King Benming captures you and sends you to the master and his old man!" As he spoke, the golden light on his body skyrocketed, revealing a tall Dharma body, angrily glaring at King Kong, holding a demon-slaying treasure pestle and hitting Han Yu on the head.

"The Ming King of Tantra, report your name, this seat will not kill the nameless!" Han Yu said angrily, the nine-headed pheasant essence has some phoenix blood, although the power of the bloodline after casting the secret of returning to the Yuan has been greatly reduced, but it can also be regarded as a big supplement for Han Yu at this time, as he continues to refine his own strength, his strength is also soaring, if it is Wuchao Zen Master, he may be very jealous, but this is just a lama, but he is not taken into account.

This kind of contempt is by no means deliberately pretended, and the lama is not a fool, of course, he can see it clearly, and he can't help but be even more angry: "Remember, the person who captured you is the king of tiger clothes!"

Han Yu smiled disdainfully and motioned for the other party to make a move. But he obviously didn't know the status of this Huyi Ming King in Tantra, as the first generation of living Buddhas, he was regarded as one of the three ancestors of Tantra in later generations, and his strength was really not as sloppy as his appearance.

Seeing that Han Yu was big, the king of Huyi Ming was not polite, and a burly lama appeared on the left and right, with his hands folded, his demeanor was peaceful, but his breath was not weak at all.

Han Yu was stunned for a moment: "It's just the art of doppelganger!" As he spoke, the blood shadow floated, and three blood god clones were also turned into three blood god clones to stand opposite to the three tiger clothes kings, and at the same time secretly said in his heart: "I don't know ......how this magic power compares with the legendary one qi and three clears" But I don't know that the three incarnations of the tiger clothes are divided into white, red, and black Ming King magic clothes, and there are three generations of Buddha bodies in Buddhism.

The three lamas looked at each other and smiled, looked at Han Yu's doppelganger with disdain, and their bodies shook and their respective Ming King Dharma appearances appeared. Or three heads and six arms, or eyebrows and three eyes, or surrounded by flames, this great lama was born with thick eyebrows and sunken eyes, towering cheekbones, and inverted beard, at this time, the true body of the law appeared, which was even more hideous and terrifying.

Han Yu didn't know how powerful this lama was at this time, and he didn't dare to be careless immediately, and when the three blood shadows swept quickly, a stream of cold ice began to appear in the mountain stream. The power of the nine-headed pheasant essence was brought out by him with the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, and its power was really extraordinary.

As soon as the Tiger Yi Ming King was about to make a move, he suddenly felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet, and when he looked down, he saw that the Xuan Bing that appeared at some point had frozen the six legs of his three major incarnations on the ground. The mountain is full of mist, and the freezing of the power of extreme cold has condensed his whole person and the mist all over the mountains on the earth.

At the same time, the three killing sword qi slashed down in the air. "Amitabha!" Regardless of being trapped under his feet, the three Ming King incarnations each reached out with their hands, bent their fingers and flicked, and the target was Han Yu.

When the strong wind hit, Han Yu subconsciously lowered his head to avoid it, but these three black mangs seemed to see through his tricks, and with a volley in the air, he was actually entangled.

Two whispers came out at the same time. Although the Tiger Yi Ming King took Han Yu's killing sword qi, he didn't expect that the other party had hidden countless cow hair tail needles in this sword qi, and the strange poison of the nine-tailed earth scorpion immediately made him uncomfortable, and the power of the Xuan Ice that he was just about to crack under his feet almost fell short. In contrast, Han Yu was also caught off guard by the other party, and looked at it fixedly, where were the three black rays of strength, but they were all living creatures.

Both sides scolded each other all over again, but whether it was insidious and cunning, despicable or shameless, it was actually equal. Han Yu knew that the other party was not easy to deal with, so he used the scorpion venom that he had accumulated with great difficulty. The Tiger Clothes King can also be regarded as having a heart, and these three living creatures are also one of the best poisons in the wilderness.

Han Yu also took a lot of effort to catch the three reptiles: "Tsk, 'Clavicle Blue and Red Snake', 'Nine Shadows Blue Hook Centipede', 'Millennium Golden Spider', this great gift of King Ming is disrespectful!" These three poisons are even Da Luo Jin Immortal who dare not touch them, but only if they are not bitten, they are Han Yu's great supplements.

King Huyi didn't realize that the other party was a master of playing poison, but this time he was not angry, and his tongue bloomed and he shouted: "Demon!" endured the poisonous disturbance of the scorpion tail and lifted the Zen staff, and plunged it into the Xuan Bing. With a "bang", the Zen staff broke the ice and no soil, and the two copper rings on it made a chaotic sound as if they were blown by a strong wind.

The sound of this Zen staff is big and small for a while, and it seems to be just the angry self-attack of this great lama, but in fact, it is an incomparably wonderful Buddhist magic power-Fudo Ming Wang Mantra! Rao is Han Yu knew that this guy was not as stunned and cunning as it appeared on the surface, and he would never have expected that this copper ring was so powerful!

Under the carelessness, his face was already flushed, and all kinds of distracting thoughts came one after another, and in an instant, he seemed to have passed through the past and present lives, and his whole body couldn't help but be shocked.

Just before he could respond, there was already an angry roar in the distance: "Red-clothed monk!"

Since the beginning of the first century, the lamas of Tantric Buddhism have marched into the hinterland of Kyushu several times to preach, which has made the sutras, who have long regarded this vast land as their sphere of influence, extremely angry, and united with the righteous sects to fiercely block it. The most recent one is the red-clothed incarnation of this tiger cloth king, 36 years ago, he led the Baoshu monks to challenge the Thousand Buddha Temple! That battle was extremely tragic, the Thousand Buddha Temple fought alone, and finally lost the opponent, and the ancient temple turned into ashes.

Of course, this battle was of great significance to Tantra, and the future Tantric Ancestral Court Daxingshan Temple was established at this time. Although the appearance of the ancestor of Shaomu Mountain Dharma turned Xianzong around, but since then, the vast Middle Earth is no longer dominated by Xianzong's family.

"Who am I, it turns out that I am a defeated subordinate in the past!" Seeing the person who came, the King of Tiger Clothes smiled disdainfully.

The man shrank his gaze, and finally saw the other two incarnations of the other party clearly, and his heart was shocked: "The old man is not wronged!" In the past, just a red-clothed monk could make him helpless, not to mention that the other party still had two incarnations outside...... In the midst of his frustration, he wanted to see who could force this great lama into such a situation.

"I haven't seen you for a long time!" Han Yu smiled slightly when he saw his gaze, the person who came was the Desireless Zen Master of the Thousand Buddha Temple who he had just met when he had just transformed.

"Former ...... Senior, it's you!" Desireless old eyes wept, since the old parting, he had been looking forward to meeting this Western Sect power again. At this time, the Thousand Buddha Temple has become a ruin, and it is the old monk at the low point of his life who has seen this benefactor who has mentioned him several times, and his excitement can be imagined.

Of course, Han Yu didn't know that in the eyes of the old Zen master, he was the lamp that pointed out the direction of life, and turned his head to point to the king of Huyi Ming and said, "Do you know this lama?"

Although Wu Desire didn't know what the ghost of the lama was, he might as well hate the red-clothed monk in his heart, gritted his teeth and said: "Even if the old man turns into a ghost, he won't forget it!"

"Oh?" Han Yu secretly wondered, Desireless had continued. The Tiger Yi Ming King was happy to see this, and he couldn't even take the other party without moving the Ming King's curse, of course he wouldn't attack rashly, and it was right to prepare a blow. However, before that, there was one matter that needed to be solved urgently, and that was the tail poison of the nine-tailed ground scorpion. This strange poison was already very difficult to deal with, not to mention that now it was condensed by Han Yu with the help of the power of the law, and it was even more of the best poisons.

After the battle of the Thousand Buddha Temple, the ancestor of Bodhidharma who came out of retreat made a battle with the king of Huyi in Shaomu Mountain, and the king of Ming was defeated by Bodhidharma, and made an oath that as long as Bodhidharma was still in Kyushu, he would never take a step in Middle-earth. Only then did Han Yu know about the battle between the two sects of Xianmi, but thinking about it, now that the Sui and Tang dynasties are approaching, the war between good and evil is also coming to an end, and the great prosperity of Buddhism has long been a foregone conclusion, without the pressure from the outside world, infighting seems to be an inevitable trend. It's just that this desireless old monk is also pitiful, comforted a few words, and set his eyes on the initiator, the Great Lama.

At this time, the Tiger Yi Ming King finally expelled the strange poison of the scorpion tail, lowered his eyebrows, closed his palms and cast a spell, stepped forward, and disappeared without a trace.

"Divine Foot Pass!" shouted without desire, the six links of Buddhism have their own wonders, but there are not many people who can really comprehend it, not to mention that with the magic of this great lama, this monk's attainment in the Divine Foot Pass is also extremely high.

Han Yu was dark, and in his concentration and vigilance, he felt that there was a huge force on each side of his body, and this force was extremely powerful, and he was led to the ground together, and the radius of several zhang was dented.

Although I don't know what tricks the other party has used, but if you want to suppress people with force, it is a wrong idea, not to mention that his body is on the path of the Chaos Demon God, and he has never lost to others in terms of strength, that is, the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag on his body is not something that can be suppressed by simple power.

But seeing that he held his hands in a false position, with these three blood gods as the node, a blood-colored triangle began to appear, which happened to trap the Ming King in the middle.

The king of the tiger clothes came and went without a shadow by relying on his divine feet, but this blood-colored triangle became a three-zhang high flame in the void, and in desperation, he saw his red, white and black figure flashed, revealing his figure, leaning together, six big sleeves flew up one after another, making the tantric mudra to the extreme, and a sharp whistling sound rose from the bottom of his wrist, and the momentum was amazing.

But what's worse is that these three blood god sons are the best primordial fire in the flood wilderness, and the Sun True Fire Tiger Yi Ming King is no stranger, thanks to the blessing of his master, Wuchao Zen Master, he finally has a means to deal with it. But that Nan Ming's separation fire and nether ghost fire were not something he could easily resist.