The monk Jueling smiled schemingly, rolled up the black mist and took advantage of it to get out, and formed a Buddha seal in his hand - burying the demon. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The dense branches that covered the sky rustled, and the colored sand fell like a waterfall to bury Qin Feng. Outside, six demon-slaying pestles merged into one, and pierced in an instant.

Bearing the weight of a thousand pounds, Qin Feng secretly said in the dark for the first time: "The enemy is in a plan." "Activate the energy infused with the Boundary-Departure Sword—Leap.

When he reappeared, he was already holding the Soul Splitting Bow in his hand, and the spell arrows of ice and fire were pouring out.

The slightly tired expression of the monk Jueling suddenly summoned the colored sand to defend. However, this magic arrow, which was only thousands of spirit stones, burst, and the surging spiritual fire scorched the colored sand, and the extremely cold ice system also aggravated the ice and fell to the ground.

Angrily sneered: "What a big deal!" Monk Jueling threw his hand again, sacrificed a brown and black human skin robe, and accepted all the arrows that came to him.

Qin Feng also said seriously: "Each other, Your Excellency is also playing a good game of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger." "Naturally, he wouldn't be stupid enough to fight far from it, his right elbow was pumped back, and the spiritual light of the sword skyrocketed by three feet, and at the same time, the blazing fire was attached to it. It's like holding a blue and white dragon lance and ramming it.

Rumble!

The moment he touched the human skin robe, Qin Feng only felt as if he had hit an iron wall.

"Heh!" With a loud bang, aiming at the flaw that had been shot out by the arrows before, Qin Feng tried his best to pick it up, and instantly tore the human skin robe like a cloth brocade. He didn't dare to approach the Jueling monk rashly, and waved the giant sword formed by the surge of spiritual light.

The monk Jueling was embarrassed to dodge, and even broke the Buddha seal in his hand for it. The colorful grains of sand that controlled the place of the earth turned into tentacles and tried to wrap the greatsword, but it was only able to temporarily buffer the momentum, and it was constantly melted by the eternal flames of the sword blade.

After a few rounds of tentative testing. It seemed that these colored sands were extremely real, and the Jueling Monk did not use them to consume Qin Feng's spiritual power. At some point, he held a string of beads made of eyebrow bones.

I remember seeing it in a very old book.

There is a school of Buddhism that likes to make ritual tools out of human bones. The more enlightened the monk, the more valuable he is, or a virgin. Because of the cruelty and desecration of corpses, he was not tolerated by other schools, and was later expelled from the Buddhist country and became a demon cultivator. However, the Buddhist vessel called Gabala produced by its school has attracted the admiration of many people, and there is even no shortage of cultivators.

The inferior Gabala Buddha is made of the bones of the demon beast.

It is better to make the bones of virgin children who have been enlightened by the Dharma, and most of the Buddhist artifacts of ordinary corpse Buddhas are derived from this.

The superior is the bones of the Buddhist practitioners themselves, and the more advanced the monk's bones, the stronger the power they can exert. Legend has it that there is even a town sect of Gabala bracelet, which is made of the eyebrow bones of nine famous monks in the history of cultivation.

In short, for the sake of the Buddha weapons in their hands, the corpse Buddha killed his fellow sects, desecrated the corpses, and even kept mortals as family animals, and the sins he did were far better than those of demon cultivation.

"Gabala. Qin Feng recognized this thing: "You are a corpse Buddha!" No wonder he has always felt that the monk Jueling is out of place with the monk in his impression, but he can't say why, it turns out to be an evil Buddha.

"Guy, are you just reacting now?" In the midst of sneering, the eighteen eyebrow bones on the Gabala bracelet in the hand of the Jueling monk lit up, and nine dull and angry Buddha souls appeared. Goodbye beckoned, and the colorful sand sprinkled all over the ground gathered towards the nine Buddha souls, and in an instant, they were clothed in colorful Buddha clothes and molded all kinds of weapons.

The power is terrifying. Qin Feng should be the first to kill and test.

Buddha light, proverb mantra, vajra palm, Buddha sword...... The moves of these Buddha souls are orthodox, but I am afraid that they are the living souls who died tragically and were imprisoned under the hands of the monk Jueling.

Each of them has the cultivation equivalent of a foundation monk. But after a few rounds of fighting, Qin Feng rarely showed a dignified look. These nine Buddha Souls were already too rich in fighting experience, and Qin Feng didn't even feel that he had the confidence to defeat any of them even if he had descended to the same strength. Moreover, these nine Buddha souls attacked in formation, and the tacit cooperation was like nine in one. I can't find a flaw at all and kill him. Don't try to win in a short time. And what made Qin Feng jealous the most was that there was also a monk Jueling on the side.

Qin Feng also had no intention of wasting his spiritual power, so he retreated with a false sword.

"Poor evil. In the middle of drinking, Qin Feng squatted down and slapped his left arm to the ground. The long-lost seal was broken again, and the activation was generally covered with the ground along the arm.

Before the seal was unsealed, a pair of terrifying claws tore open the sealing array.

The poor evil has reappeared.

He didn't get intimate with Qin Feng, and seemed to feel an aura of extreme disgust. Qin Feng could even feel the fury in his heart, but he saw that the head of the poor and evil swept away and "stared" at the nine Buddha souls. Without waiting for Qin Feng's order, the big mouth that was still covered with layers of mucous membranes opened and drank.

With a loud voice, Qin Feng faintly heard a terrifying roar, and the weapons and Buddha clothes made of the nine Buddha souls turned into colored sand were suddenly shocked back to a circle by the sound waves. Even the void soul body of the Buddha's soul is rippling, and there are faint signs of dissipation.

Monk Jueling's face changed greatly: "What is this!" hurriedly withdrew the Buddha's soul. Looking at the cracked Gabala bracelet, before it was too late to feel distressed, the poor evil had already rushed to the ground on all fours.

The monk immediately opened his mouth to meditate, and a seven-fold stupa appeared out of thin air, enveloping the poor evil in it.

"It's this thing again. Qin Feng instantly lost his perception of the poor evil. Although the internal defense was difficult to shake, Qin Feng raised the Boundary Separation Sword and tried to break through from the outside to rescue the poor evil.

Monk Ran Jueling sacrificed the Zen staff in his hand again, but when he saw the black fire of purgatory that was full of attachment, it could not be compared with the day when he faced the gorgon.

Don't dare to take it hard, Qin Feng made a move with his left arm: a barrier of faith.

Rumble!

In an instant, the staff collided. The pain of consciousness is like a fire burning in the sea of knowledge. Qin Feng, who was dark in front of him, fixed his eyes again, and the barrier of faith had already cracked into tens of millions of nets.

While the Jueling monk withdrew his Zen staff, Qin Feng was about to summon the incarnation of faith. However, at this moment, the ground under his feet moved slightly, Qin Feng turned his head to look, and with the corner of his right eye, he found that a piece of dirt a few feet away behind him had turned up, turning into a human form and stabbing with an earth sword.

Earth Spirit!

Although the mind is full of questions. But at the last moment, Qin Feng's right eye flashed with a strange light and glared.

Entropy Eye - Extinguished.

It's like having an extraordinary intuition, almost Qin Feng's thoughts have not yet moved. The Assassin's figure faded and distorted, vanishing into thin air.

Before he had time to be surprised, Qin Feng hurriedly turned his head sideways and poured the entropic force that erupted immediately towards the pagoda. Suddenly, a hole several feet in size was melted, and before it could heal, a bunch of sharp claws poked out, roaring and tearing it apart.

It was strange why the stone giant thought that I had killed Chongyan, and now everything was clear. Qin Feng glared angrily and said, "You actually know the Spatial Dao Technique. No, you stole my spatial technique! And you're blaming me. ”

Without a tongue at all, the silent assassin gave a strange smile and sank into the earth again.

Both have a common enemy, and the sound must have reached an agreement. Monk Jueling gloated: "Jiji, Qin Feng, it seems that you have a lot of enemies." ”

Cover the right eye that is bleeding from pain and cannot be seen. Qin Feng jumped onto Chaos' shoulders and laughed sharply, "But my enemies always usher in the same fate, and the two of you will be no exception. ”

He was about to attack the evil spirit, but when he saw that the pagoda suddenly leached out black blood mixed with minced meat, he gathered into a giant spirit Buddha with four arms and no feet dragging on the evil water. The monk also jumped into his flesh and sank into the flesh. The remnants of colored sand from the earth are attached to the earth and leached out of the body at the same time.

The powerful ghost of the hell ghost king, who was still like before, has a golden wheel on his head and is dressed in colorful Buddha clothes, like a god and Buddha descending into the world.

Just looking at it gives me a sense of powerlessness. Even the poor evil under the seat was restless. Although it has not yet tried to work, Qin Feng took out the demon heart and fed it to the poor evil.

In an instant, the poor evil spirit was still unfinished looking up to the sky and roaring, his body grew several times, and his whole body also picked up his tendons and increasingly dense muscles, and he crashed towards the giant spirit Buddha excitedly.

Qin Feng immediately blessed the poor evil with a layer of faith armor that burned incandescent flames, and at the same time, the sword in his hand skyrocketed again. The bumps were immovable and stabbed......

Beyond the mountains and forests. The roar of the tremors could be heard even from a distance of thirty miles, and the fanatical Buddhists gathered around the mountain, and even the nearby monks were attracted to watch the excitement.

But I saw that the colorful and incandescent fire almost burned the mountains and forests. A monster with no skinless muscles exposed resembles chaos and is battling a majestic giant spirit Buddha.

The black light spewed out by the monster poured straight into the sky, and with one palm on the ground, the earth could be felt shaking under the mountain.

The giant spirit Buddha is also not far behind, the colorful Buddha sword is a hundred zhang of Changhong with a casual wave, and every time the golden light flashes from the Buddha seal, even the monks can't look at it directly. When you open your eyes, you will always find that the hill is missing a corner again.

I thought it was a strange treasure in the present world, and I was attracted to watch the battle, all of them looked at each other:

"These two things can't be the existence of the Yuan Infant Stage, right?"

"Go, leave it alone. It's not something we can get our hands on. ”

"It's just that if you are injured by mistake, there are really no bones left. ”

......

With the lead in escaping, most of the remaining people seem to be much more sober. It doesn't matter who is right and who is evil, it suddenly disperses as birds and beasts, and even if it stays behind, it retreats for miles, just to catch a glimpse of this great battle. Only the Buddha never left, letting the earth shake and the fire fall, sitting cross-legged on the ground and singing scriptures to fight evil.

......

Before the fight could heat up, Qin Feng had already hid in the mouth of the poor evil. If you still dared to compete with the Giant Spirit Buddha before, and then changed the Buddha Sword, it would really be self-defeating.

I finally understood why the monk Jueling was hiding in such a place to preach. This monster was made from the corpse of a fanatical martyr, and only in this way will there be a remnant of divine energy in the evil spirit.

Sensing this ancient battle, although the victory and defeat were not determined for more than a long time, the poor evil had fallen into disadvantage.

Qin Feng must not be prepared to immediately move away if Chaos fails.

But seeing that the poor evil was knocked down again, "Oh no!" didn't even have time to sit up, Qin Feng, who was sitting cross-legged, rolled and dodged the Buddha sword that stabbed into his throat.

"Uh-huh......" Feeling the powerful sound wave from the throat angle, Qin Feng saw from the mucosal crack of the giant mouth that the two palms of the furious poor evil slapped the head of the giant spirit Buddha at the same time, even if the two arms that were not holding the sword were blocked, they were all pushed away fiercely. Finally, he grasped the huge head and crushed it as if he were grasping a watermelon.