Although Monk Daozhen can fight with an old immortal like Wude Xingjun, he is still a human, not an immortal. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If you are human, you will inevitably have many of the same weaknesses as humans.

Therefore, he would have suffered a great loss in his cultivation due to excessive bleeding after being injured.

And because he is still human, he only has one life.

Able to work hard.

He bowed his head and recited the mantra of self-sacrifice.

Sacrifice mantra, naturally need to sacrifice one's body, just like the Emei Mountain Golden Dome Sacrifice Cliff, non-fearless, can not arrive, is when he was in the Red Leaf Temple when the teacher forgot not to teach him, after the teaching of the Zen master forgot to tell again and again, unless there is really a sacrifice of life to protect something, otherwise must not use this spell, because so that it, must die, as its name, sacrifice oneself.

Remembering his penance at the Red Leaves Temple, and recalling the beautiful autumn leaves flying all over the sky, the monk Michijin looked up at the leaves above his head and thought regretfully, "It's a pity that there are no autumn leaves here." ”

Just thinking about his past, a figure fell in front of Monk Daozhen.

With a shiny bald head, a dark yellow robe, thin lips and thin eyebrows, if it weren't for the burly muscles that were almost explosive, Monk Daozhen would almost think that he was hallucinating.

When he saw the face that looked exactly like his own, he was so shocked that he forgot to recite the mantra of sacrifice.

At the same time as the figure fell, his legs half-squatted hard, and with the impact of the landing, his ten fingers clenched into fists and smashed towards the beaver force not far away.

With a huge wind sound, the two fists were like two bullets that shot out of the muzzle, and they violently knocked the raccoon force away for several feet.

The raccoon grunted in pain and rolled in the air several times, falling heavily to the ground.

The ground shook with a bang, even drowning out the movement underground.

"Engong, don't worry, with me here, I will never let you get hurt. The man who looked like Monk Daozhen turned his head and grinned at Monk Daozhen, and said angrily.

Monk Daozhen noticed that there was a demonic aura on him, and then he realized that this was the tiger he had saved back then, so it was not surprising that he looked exactly the same as himself, imitating himself.

Just looking at the tiger's silly smile, Monk Daozhen felt indescribably awkward in his heart, and always felt that he was smirking in the mirror.

"Little Tiger, what's your name?" Monk Daozhen had something to say, but he didn't know what to call it.

"After I cultivated into a human form, I gave myself a name, called Daohu, and Engong and I each took one word. Tiger Spirit replied.

"Daohu, you don't have to do this, you have nothing to do with this matter, why should you involve yourself?" Monk Daozhen turned pale and persuaded gently.

After all, even if Daohu is added, in the face of two raccoon forces, he may not be able to win, and let such an unrelated third party fight with his life, Daozhen Monk can't bear it.

"The grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates, let alone the grace of saving lives? It's a big deal that I return this life, what's the big deal?" said Dao Hu with a big grin.

Monk Daozhen smiled bitterly and did not continue to persuade, after all, if Daohu stayed here, he might not need to work hard.

"Okay, then you deal with the raccoon in front of you, and I'll deal with the one underground. "Time is pressing, Monk Daozhen is not polite, and directly distinguishes the opponent from Daohu.

Taking out a bamboo flute from the wide sleeve, the monk Daozhen crossed his mouth, his lips exhaled slightly, and the bamboo flute emitted a beautiful music, like musical notes dancing in the night.

The notes burrowed into the soil without any hindrance, and the beaver force in the ground was even more agitated, and the ground shook violently than the others, and the terrible barking of dogs came out of the earth in a sullen voice, and the sound was incessant.

Monk Daozhen turned a deaf ear to these movements, his eyes firmly closed, and he concentrated on playing the flute.

Monk Daozhen's bamboo flute was like a turn, although the sound reached the ears of the raccoon force who was thrown out by the Dao Tiger, but it was completely different from the reaction of the raccoon force in the ground, and he didn't hear the sound of the flute made by Song Qiu, and let out an angry shout towards the Dao Tiger in his mouth.

It leaped forward on all fours, and Tarzan pressed down on the head of the tiger.

Daohu's eyes widened, he shouted, stretched out his arms, and his bulging muscles rose and fell like mountains and valleys.

There was a "snap" sound, and Daohu's palms and Tanuki Li's claws struck.

The crumbling cement pavement under Daohu's feet instantly sank three inches like a sand pit.

Daohu's face was swollen purple and purple, and his arms with green muscles were vigorously lifted up, and he threw the raccoon force out again.

Pulling out his feet that had fallen into the dirt, Daohu shouted heroically at the raccoon dog: "Okay!

Tanuki roared and made a comeback.

With the speed of its sprint, it swung a claw at Daohu.

A few meters away, the claw wind left a long, alarming dent in the ground.

Dao Hu raised his arms up, met the claw, and blasted it with his fist without fear.

There was a muffled bang.

This time, the raccoon screamed in pain and fell backwards, and the claw was shattered by Daohu's fists, and blood splattered all over the sky.

The tanuki limped, and the clawed foot was completely useless.

And Daohu is also not easy, the blood vessels of the two arms with green muscles are covered with dense red dots, as if they have been stung by a swarm of bees, and the arms are drooping, and they can no longer be lifted.

Although this confrontation was short-lived, only two battles, the result was that one claw was broken on one side and two arms were temporarily abolished on the other, so you can imagine how fierce and tragic the two warring sides were, and they did not spare any force as soon as they attacked.

The limp one-foot raccoon dog looked much lighter than the Daohu's injuries, and it staggered towards the Daohu, pressing directly towards the Daohu with its head and body.

Dao Hu's feet dangled with his arms hanging at his sides, and he ducked over.

But the Dao Tiger, who had already beaten the bloody Dao Tiger, was also unwilling to give up, and at this time he did not run far, but instead sent a strong counterattack towards the close Tanuki force.

His hands were no longer able to lift, so he opted to use his most powerful form of attack.

Tooth.

Daohu's sharp fangs bit fiercely on the neck of the raccoon dog, as if he was gnawing on the most delicious meat in the world, and no matter how the raccoon force shook it, he bit it to death.

A streak of blood spilled out between Daohu's teeth, and soon his mouth of teeth began to seep blood, blood flowed down his teeth, down his cheeks, and was thrown into the air by the civet force.

Daohu's facial expression was a little stiff, but it wasn't a feeling of pain, because he couldn't feel his teeth anymore.

Not far away, the corners of Monk Daozhen's mouth and eyes didn't know when they started, and they kept overflowing with bright red blood.

This is a life-and-death war, and in the end only one side will survive.

Monk Daozhen and Daohu are very clear about this, and the raccoon power, who is an ancient beast and has given birth to elementary wisdom, is also very clear.