Chapter Ninety-Three: The Misfortune of the Beheaded

The enlightened monk angrily took out a yellow paper talisman painted with Sanskrit from the hidden pocket of the monk's robe, and then threw it forward. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Forbid me!"

The yellow paper talisman turned into a yellow light wrapped in a messy talisman and wrapped towards Chen Jiannan.

This yellow paper talisman turned out to be a forbidden magic talisman, and the yellow light emitted was a forbidden magic light.

As long as the light of the forbidden body is applied to the body, the body fluids, blood, and vitality around the body will be imprisoned, the transmission of meridian nerves will be imprisoned, and even the mind will become very sluggish.

Zhihai is imprisoned, and the amount of brain activity in an hour is equivalent to a snap of a finger in a moment, that is to say, what he thinks of in an hour is equivalent to a snap of his fingers in ordinary times, and it is almost a severe dementia.

Under the crisis, Chen Jiannan's magic talisman flashed chaotically, and every pore around him spewed out a faint clear light, forming an enchantment of light, enveloping his body.

The enchantment of light seems to be weak, it doesn't seem to be strong at all, but it protects his body so that it is not invasive, and the forbidden light can penetrate a three-inch thick steel plate, and can penetrate three hundred zhang underground, but it can't penetrate the thin layer of light that wrapped Chen Jiannan tightly.

The ordinary wheat stalks can be penetrated as soon as they are poked, and the flying catkins can't stop it, just a thin layer of light and clear light, but the forbidden light can't be penetrated.

The music monk runs the Dharma, accompanied by incense, the sound of the Buddha surrounds the beam, and at the same time, the sound of the Dharma instrument percussion sounds, and the monk shows a thousand hands and thousands of eyes behind him.

Surrounded by the holy light of the Dharma, Monk Lile's lips murmured, and he recited the mantra of the Bodhisattva of Freedom with the Eleventh Face of Worship.

Every time his lips moved, a golden thunder exploded on the monk's lips, and waves of ripple-like god-shaking Buddha sounds pressed towards Chen Jiannan.

This is a divine consciousness attack, if you are hit by the sound of the Buddha and disrupt the normal movement of the runes in the sea of consciousness, you will be stunned, faint in the middle, and you will not be able to recover and become demented.

Fortunately, Chen Jiannan often recited the secret of clearing his mind and cultivating his consciousness in his spare time, and at this time, when he was in danger, the Xuangong method in his body automatically operated like a reflex, and a thick wall of light rose above his sea of consciousness.

The sound of shaking the gods and Buddha hit like a tsunami, and the wall of light formed by the pure heart and cultivation of knowledge was like a thick barrier cast from copper and iron, and it was immovable.

He spent a huge amount of Buddha's Yuan power to cast a god-shaking spell, but he did not restrain Chen Jiannan.

"See how long you can last!"

Monk Lile stomped his feet angrily, and the dark eyeballs of the forehead, belly, and countless eyes in the palms of the Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes were angry, and the eyelids blinked one after another, and in the blink of an eye, a strong light shot forward.

Countless rays of energy came one after another like a meteor shower, Chen Jiannan's footsteps were fast, his body turned sharply, but his robe was poked out of many holes by the sharp edge of the knife, and he looked very embarrassed.

After all, the thousand-armed and thousand-eyed Guanyin is just the Dharma phase of the condensation of the Dharma, not the arrival of the deity, and after a blink of an eye, the Buddha Yuan Power of the Dharma Phase consumed seven points.

Consumed most of the Buddha's Yuan power, the thousand-handed thousand-eyed Guanyin Dharma stopped blinking, the Bodhisattva's expression was fierce, his eyes showed a murderous appearance, countless hands danced in the air and grabbed wildly, each hand grabbed a bowl, wooden fish, prayer wheel, Dharma building, candlestick, incense burner, treasure umbrella, treasure wheel, Miao Lian, net bottle and other Buddhist instruments, and smashed towards Chen Jiannan in a mess.

There are thousands of Buddhist magic weapons in this mess, and Chen Jiannan's embarrassment can be imagined.

I saw the phantom in the air turning sharply, and the Buddhist magic weapon flew densely, Chen Jiannan was drowned in the brilliance of the magic weapon, and he didn't know if he had dodged it or was smashed into a pulp.

After a smash, the Buddha Yuan Power was gradually consumed, and the image became more and more empty, and gradually disappeared in the rainy night.

The Thousand-Handed and Thousand-Eyed Guanyin Law dissipated, and Chen Jiannan was unharmed, and immediately launched a counterattack.

Chen Jiannan shook his spirit, his body was surging, his crazy hair danced, his clothes were flying, and the Yao Light Sword emitted sparkling waves, and he slashed into the air with a sword that was not slow.

The magic word trick is offensive and defensive.

The sky was full of fish scales and sword light, slashing towards the two monks, Wu and Le.

"Good time!"

The body of the enlightened monk burst out with a cloud of vajra body protection energy, and the shadow of the staff around him was like a dragon leaping like a tiger, and the sword rays in the sky were striking, making a sonorous sound as fast as fried beans in a round-bottomed iron pot.

This chaotic burst of sword light came down, Rao is monk cultivated to a high level, but he was also tired and out of breath.

The Buddha of the Buddha of the Monk of Lile is shining brightly, and it looks beautiful in the storm.

A yellow paper talisman, a red cloth treasure bag, and a coiled dragon candlestick flew up from the monk's body.

The Buddhist text on the yellow paper talisman was entangled, emitting a brilliant yellow light, and it rolled towards the sky, and the sword in the scroll was immediately dissolved into invisibility.

The red cloth treasure bag was originally only the size of a toad, but it immediately became the size of a dustpan when it shook in the wind, and the wide mouth at the upper end opened widely, spewing out a red glow, and rolled upwards, sucking the sword into it.

The coiled dragon candlestick became bigger and bigger in the air, and soon became the size of the beams and pillars of the palace, and the green dragon coiled on it flew out with its teeth and claws, and the dragon's claws slapped against the sword, the dragon body collided, and the dragon's tail flicked indiscriminately, stirring up the sword rays in the sky.

At the same time, the monk danced the staff so much that the sword in the sky could not get close.

Chen Jiannan's move made the two monks tired of coping, and the sword in his heart was tightly locked, and he immediately made another move.

Attacking the word trick doppelganger style eight directions to the court!

Chen Jiannan's figure gradually blurred, and eight figures appeared, one of which appeared directly in front of Monk Wu, and the remaining seven suddenly dispersed, surround Monk Le Tuantuan in a circle.

The art of war clouds, dragging the strong to take the weak, Chen Jiannan's move has won the essence of the art of war.

The Le monk made a direct move to take the young son in Chen Jiannan's arms, which made him angry and murderous to the monk.

A phantom appeared in front of the monk, and the monk held his breath and stared, all his mind on defense.

This phantom was Chen Jiannan holding a sword in his hand, slashing towards the monk's face with his head covered his face.

The figure came too quickly with the sword, and the monk was shocked, and a seven-story relic lotus pagoda flew up on his forehead.

The pagoda emitted a brilliant Arhat relics treasure light, and countless white lotuses erupted from the pagoda, and quickly rotated around it, forming a cage of white flowers.

The sword was as swift as lightning, shattering layers of white lotus and slashing at the pagoda.

A thunderous crash sounded, and the fire at the impact reflected half of the sky, and the pagoda trembled violently.

The enlightened monk who was connected to the pagoda qi machine shook violently all over his body, and opened his mouth to spew out a mouthful of hot blood.

Just when the pagoda blocked the sword, Monk Lile was surrounded by seven phantoms, and its danger can be imagined.

The seven Chen Jiannans who surrounded Monk Le held sharp swords, and their figures did not stand still for a moment, and slashed towards the bald target in the middle from seven directions at the same time with the momentum of thunder.

The sword light from Chen Jiannan's last move was swept away, and there was basically no threat, and Monk Le hurriedly withdrew the three magic weapons.

At this time, the danger was approaching again, and the monk was furious, and the three magic weapons were all brilliant.

The runes around the yellow paper talisman flashed rapidly, and the mighty yellow light rolled out, shattering the two sword-wielding figures and sword rays on the left hand side.

The green dragon phantom above absorbed the shining treasure light emitted by the coiling dragon candlestick, and the dragon's body became lifelike, as if a real dragon had descended, and the dragon's body was rolled up, and the attack on the top of the monk's head was resolved.

The red cloth treasure bag released a mighty power, and as soon as the red light rolled, it sucked the two sword rays on the right side.

Monk Lile shouted angrily, and the staff was smashed forward, breaking the law with force, smashing the sword in front of him and the phantom of Chen Jiannan's body.

The phantom of Chen Jiannan behind him stabbed Monk Le's protective Buddha light and protective body strength with a mighty sword, and slashed towards the monk's neck with irresistible might.

After the silver mang, there was a piece of blood, and the good neck of Monk Le was broken.

His bald head flew high, his face was pale, and his mouth was open to breathe.

Against the backdrop of the raindrops and the glow of many magic weapons, the scene of the severed head flying up is very hideous, and there is an indescribable weird feeling.

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