The Battle Holy Buddha punched across the void, and golden rays exploded on his fist, rushing towards the eye of the array with the momentum of destroying everything. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When the fist collided with the array eye, the surging qi explosion spread out in a circle, and the monk who was miles away immediately felt the force of the world-destroying recoil.

In less than a tenth of the time of the snap of the fingers, the fist of the Fighting Buddha smashed the eyes of the array, and the Dharma dissipated with a bang.

The space trembled violently, the heavens and the earth shook, the rivers flowed backwards, and a dark spatial vortex appeared in front of them.

The Dharma body of the enlightened monk is like a standing Buddha, and the Buddha's clothes flutter, floating out of the spatial vortex of black mist and black light.

"So, Ouyang Palace Master thinks that the poor monk has passed away, or has been living in it until his old age, right?"

Enlightenment is drifting closer, seemingly gentle and slow, but in fact it is a visual illusion caused by the distance, and the monk's speed is actually as fast as an arrow.

Due to the vibration of the space and the rapid approach of the realized monk, Ouyang Yuefei trembled when she heard the monk's voice, like a ghost.

Concubine Ouyang Yue's three thousand long hair fluttered softly in the night breeze, like a cold fairy, and said coldly: "Monk, if you want to kill the men in this palace, this palace can't kill you?"

"Ouyang Palace Master, you keep saying that Chen Jiannan is your man, you are really shameless. Chen Jiannan is obviously still in love with Yin Susu in the ice coffin, you are just wishful thinking. The monk snorted coldly, already standing in front of the demon beauty.

"Monk, you ......" Concubine Ouyang Yue was angry.

Concubine Ouyang Yue waved her hand, and the red silk rolled forward with a whirlwind, and then there was a hidden killing machine, and countless cold and shining flying knives locked the major points around the monk's body.

The enlightened monk smelled a sweet and sour smell in the air, and the flying knife was quenched with poison.

"Ouyang Palace Master, you actually quenched poison on the flying knife?"

The monk pinched the seal, and the cloud of qi in front of him turned into an angry dragon and rolled wildly, entangled with the red silk, and the energy like a blade flew in all directions, crackling and blowing up countless plants and trees.

At the same time, he flicked his fingers and deflected the poison flying knife near his body.

Concubine Ouyang Yue's pretty face was cold, and there was no colorless lust behind her, and the Dharma phase gradually lit up, and the pink Buddha light illuminated the night sky.

There is no colorless desire to celebrate the Buddha's jade tooth powder, willow eyebrows and eyes, peerless, upside down all beings, is a glorious beauty of the past and the present.

The Buddha of Joy wears a golden Buddha crown inlaid with jewels on his head, and a yellow, orange and orange Buddha robe on his body, covering half of his delicate jade body, while the other half is bare and snow-white.

The beauty of the Buddha of Joy alone can make many evil cultivators lose their fighting spirit, and they would rather take refuge in the Buddha and become a fan of the beautiful female Buddha.

Joy Buddhism appeared, Ouyang Yue recited the Heart Sutra of the Jade Maiden of Joy, and the night sky was suddenly covered with a layer of greasy light, and countless celestial maidens, monks, asuras, and elves appeared out of thin air, twisting their seductive bodies beside the monks, and their dancing postures were extremely provocative.

Under the supreme joy of Buddhism, although the monks and Buddha's hearts are deeply buried and the Buddha's roots are deeply planted, there are even some spring hearts sprouting.

The enlightened monk let out an earth-shattering roar of the Buddhist lion, and the battle behind him to defeat the Dharma appeared and dispel the demons, although the sky was full of beauty and enchantment, a Buddha heart was as if it were not moving.

"Concubine Ouyang Yue, your cultivation is biased, after all, it is not as good as the Dharma of Buddhism, and the poor monk advises you to change your demons and return to Buddha, and it is good to be good for Buddhism wholeheartedly. The enlightened monk showed compassion on his face, opened his mouth in a deep voice, and never forgot to redeem the world.

"The bald donkey croaks, the view treasure. ”

Ouyang Yue snorted, reached out and toyed with her waist, and felt a shining golden ring.

With a wave of the beautiful jade hand, the golden ring flew out of her hand, and it became as big as a mountain when it shook in the wind, and the brilliant light emitted reflected a large area of the sky, smashing towards the monk's heavenly spirit cover.

The monk's hands were sealed, bursting with immeasurable Buddha light, and the majestic and majestic Sumeru Divine Mountain phantom appeared in the sky, bursting out with terrifying momentum, and meeting the golden ring bursting out of sharp light.

On the first impact, the treasure light of the Sumeru Divine Mountain soared, and the golden ring was knocked backwards.

The golden ring became stronger when it was stronger, and the divine light skyrocketed tenfold, breaking through the void and flying back, colliding with the Sumeru Divine Mountain again.

The golden ring in the air and the Sumeru Divine Mountain were in a stalemate, Ouyang Yuefei frowned, and the yuan force around her body was pushed to the extreme, and her internal organs rolled and stinged.

The monk was also uncomfortable, and his whole body shook violently, and a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Waves of impact, earth-shattering explosions, in an instant, the sky shook, ghosts and gods cried, and the terrifying momentum radiated from the center of the impact to the surroundings again and again.

The vigorous light burst into the four fields, and countless fierce birds and monsters trembled in the dark corners, not knowing where the gods and Buddhas were mighty, or the mighty power of nature burst out, and they did not dare to come out easily.

Monk Wu and Concubine Ouyang Yue competed in spells, and both sides tried their best, cold sweat was dripping on their foreheads, and they both suffered a lot of internal injuries.

At this end, the round monk is surrounded by the light of the law, the Buddha is majestic, the Buddha's clothes are fluttering, and the momentum is blazing, like an inviolable lion.

Confronting the monk is Luo Feilan, who is holding a soft sword, and the goose-yellow lotus skirt wrapped in the delicate body in the night breeze is displayed, and the beauty is as bright as a flower, showing the true colors of the goddess.

Luo Feilan's voice is full of power, like a beautiful snake that will burst out at any time, and her power is no less than that of a monk.

"Amitabha, didn't you say that you want to marry a beautiful woman to a poor monk as a Taoist monk, why is it so serious, with angry eyes and eyes, and you want to murder your husband. Monk Liyuan was cautious and defensive, and at the same time did not forget to make jokes.

"Good monk, you're cute and farting. Look at your face, it's round, it seems to be a bowl, and I can't look down on you. Luo Feilan struck back with a soft sword.

The soft sword danced like a sea snake, and the tip of the sword was dotted with stars, attacking the monk's left, middle and right three plates.

"Beauty, listen to the monk. The poor monk's bowl face is like a baby, and it is also quite cute, the important thing is that the poor monk has a heart of pity and cherishing jade. The round monk twisted his ass in the air and retreated, dodging the beauty's repeated sword blows, which was a bit playful and cute.

Luo Feilan's continuous sword attack missed, and she couldn't help but feel cold on her face, and said coquettishly: "Die, since the bald donkey is still a baby, get into your mother's belly, don't come here to beg for a beating." ”

Seeing Luo Feilan's angry scolding, the monk didn't seem to be angry, but was a little happier.

"The poor monk looks cute, but his body is too big to get into his mother's belly. It's just that a certain part of the body, drilled into the belly of the beauty, is like a tight match. "Liyuan looks like a scoundrel, and he is not taboo in his words, where is he like a monk.

"Bald donkey, stretch your head and let the envoy send you to see the Buddha, with your flamboyant tongue, maybe the Buddha can also seal you as a poor-mouthed Arhat. ”

Luo Feilan naturally understood what the monk said, and suddenly became so angry that her eyebrows rose up, and the sword in her hand skyrocketed, and she was bent on putting the monk to death.

"It's so fierce, marrying such a daughter-in-law and going home, I'm afraid that it will scare my mother-in-law, and the monk doesn't dare to ask for it, I don't dare to ask for it. "It's funny to shake his head in the round, but the figure of dodging the sword light is not sluggish, and the bald figure is like a whirlwind, where this moment and the next moment are, it is difficult for the opponent to guess accurately.

"Monk, die!" Luo Feilan scolded angrily.

"Hehe, how do you see the poor monk's butt twisting dance?" The round monk's ass twisted back, and the sword light flashed around him every time, but he didn't even touch the monk's fur.

"You...... The bald donkey is shameless......" Luo Feilan was so angry that her face turned red, and she was so angry that she was speechless for a while.

Although the monk didn't fight back, Luo Feilan's sword light couldn't greet the bald head, and the more the beauty fought, the more anxious she became, and the more she fought, the more frightened she became.

Luo Feilan's fencing moves did not slow down at all, and his left hand secretly touched his body and took out a golden bell.

"Looks like you're a slippery loach, Lookout. ”

Before the three words 'Guanbao' were finished, Jin Ling had already taken off her hand and flew out, becoming the size of a grass house, with a golden light, making a piercing rattle sound, and the momentum was compelling, and she smashed towards the monk.

The two were too close to each other, and Luo Feilan suddenly issued a magic weapon, and although the monk had advanced Buddhist cultivation, he was not surprised.

Although he was shocked, his round hands and feet were not slow at all, and in less than a tenth of the time when he flicked his fingers, he had already shaken his hand and punched out a magic talisman.

The talisman shook in the wind, turned into a green phoenix, spun in a circle in the air, flapped its wings, and flew towards the golden bell in a wavy shape, its speed as fast as cold electricity.

Qingfeng flew above the golden bell, raised his head and let out a long phoenix chirp, and the sound shook the golden bell for a while.

The golden bell the size of a hut shook a few times, and the brilliant golden light emitted from it suddenly dimmed, and collapsed towards the core, turning back into the size of a lychee.

Qingfeng leaned over, grabbed the falling golden bell with his sharp mouth, and turned his head and flew towards the monk.

The round monk reached out to catch the golden bell that Qingfeng threw over with his mouth, and at the same time, Qingfeng turned into a magic talisman and flew back into the monk's arms.

Luo Feilan snorted coldly, and was about to cast a spell to make the golden bell explode.

With a wipe of Monk Yuan's hand, the prohibition on the golden bell has been completely erased, and the induction between Luo Feilan and the golden bell is completely gone.

The monk shook the golden bell with two fingers, making a crisp sound of 'bell', and looked at Luo Feilan opposite with playful eyes.

Luo Feilan's lungs were about to explode, she stomped her feet, and shouted, "Give it back to me, good monk, give it back to me." ”

Monk Liyuan shook the golden bell in his hand and said, "This thing was obtained by the monk, and it is already considered a monk's." If you want, you can give it to you, even if it is a promise given by a poor monk to the Luo Mei. ”

The monk took advantage of his mouth, and he was not stingy, so he threw the golden bell back to the original owner with a shake of his hand.

Luo Feilan stretched out her wonderful hand and grabbed the golden bell thrown by the monk, expecting that at such an instant, it was impossible for the monk to do anything with the magic weapon.

Luo Feilan thought that the monk said that this was a token of love, and she actually accepted it, and she was so ashamed that her face turned red.

Because of the unwritten rules of the cultivation realm, the magic weapon that was snatched by the other party in the fight, unless it was snatched back, it would not be his own.

So the monk said to give it to her, and this statement is really true.

"Die!" Luo Feilan snorted, and at the same time, his hand shook, and the soft sword with cold light let out a crisp sword sound.

The silver light flashed in the air, Luo Feilan's waist was slender, and her body was like a dexterous beautiful snake, stretching towards the monk.