"Master Li, please hold on for a while, the poor monk has a magic weapon here to restrain the other party, and the sacrifice will be successful soon!"

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"Hmm!"

Li Daoyuan was happy in his heart, there were other people in this underground corridor,

Why didn't I find anything before, could it be that people who came also had the cultivation of the foundation building period!

Li Daoyuan didn't have time to think about it, his right hand, which was hidden under his body, quickly rushed to the iron-armored zombie in front of him, and pointed at it.

Immediately, a black ball of light the size of a grain of rice emerged from his outstretched index finger and shot towards the ironclad zombie.

When the iron-armored zombie saw that Li Daoyuan still had the power to resist, he suddenly let out a roar, and stretched out his palm without hesitation, and grabbed the black light that was shooting at him.

When the two just came into contact, the black light cluster actually erupted in a circle in the claws of the iron-armored zombie, spreading circular ripples to the surroundings.

This evil qi formed by the true qi in Li Daoyuan's body, plus the condensing pill, and then through the black light cluster cast by Lin Bo's finger, its power at this time exploded in earnest.

I saw that the five fingers of the ironclad zombie were bent open, and in the black ripples, not only were they all stretched out, but even his entire body was retreating several steps one after another.

"Still haven't been able to break through the opponent's defenses?"

Li Daoyuan saw this scene, but he didn't get happy,

He knew that the Linbo finger just now did not cause much damage to the ironclad zombies.

If you are in the Earth Hell Realm, then the finger of Linbo just now should be able to break through the scales of the iron-armored zombie and blow up the opponent's five fingers.

But just when Li Daoyuan was still a little regretful, from the back of his body, he flew over, a golden grain of rice, on which were engraved with dense Buddhist scriptures,

The speed of the rice grain is not very fast, but every time it flies a distance in front of it, it will become larger, and the Buddhist scriptures engraved on it will gradually be clearly visible to the naked eye.

"The legendary sutra rice!"

Li Daoyuan stood up from the ground, and when he saw the golden rice grains flying in front of his eyes, he exclaimed in surprise, and the anxiety in his heart before was relieved after seeing this golden rice.

It's no wonder that he made a fuss, this golden rice is a big thing.

At this time, the golden rice, in front of Li Daoyuan, turned into a giant rice grain the size of a zhang, which happened to block the entire corridor underneath.

And also to the ironclad zombies, straight to the past,

When the ironclad zombie saw it, he suddenly rushed towards his golden rice, and he didn't flinch in the slightest, but instead raised his hands and grabbed it fiercely in front of him.

However, the result was a big one, as expected by the ironclad zombie, his pair of claws, which were indestructible in Li Daoyuan's view, did not emit the slightest bit of power, and were deeply absorbed by the scriptures carved on the golden rice.

When the ironclad zombie found out that something was wrong and wanted to withdraw his hands, no matter how hard he tried at this time, he fell deeper and deeper.

After advancing one meter in front of the golden rice, he wrapped the entire body of the ironclad zombie into the rice grains.

The ironclad zombie that almost killed him is now like a worm in amber, unable to move in the golden grains of rice.

"Amitabha, there is a Lao Li donor, for the poor monk to block this iron-armored zombie, for such a long time, to be able to seal this iron-armored zombie, for the world to bring disaster to the world, the donor is immeasurably meritorious!"

At this time, a bald monk wearing a golden robe walked slowly from the corridor and said to Li Daoyuan kindly,

"Do you know the monk?"

Li Daoyuan looked at it with a pale face, this fat-headed and big-eared monk who only practiced qi and was a great consummation, and asked strangely,

"Master Li Shi, the poor monk was also at the beginning, and he participated in the Mujiabao trade fair,"

The great monk replied with a laugh,

"Oh!"

Hearing the great monk say this, Li Daoyuan was also recalling that he had indeed seen a monk present at the Mujiabao trade fair, but the other party did not come to the market to trade at that time.

Therefore, Li Daoyuan was not very impressed with him, and as for the other party's legal name, he had no way of knowing.

"The merit is immeasurable, this is not dare to be in the next, if it is not for the appearance of the monk today, the small life in the next, I am afraid it will be lost here, I have not asked the monk for the Dharma name, there will be a chance in the future, and I will repay it!"

Li Daoyuan said sincerely, he is still full of gratitude to the person who saved his life,

"The poor monk's law is empty, and the matter of repayment, Master Li does not need to mention it again, subduing demons and subduing demons is the internal business of monks. ”

The great monk was kind and kind-eyed, and replied respectfully with his palm,

"Knowing the void of wisdom and seeing the nature of the mind, the monk is really a disciple of Master Xuyun three thousand years ago, who was not afraid of hardships and dangers, crossed the Broken Cloud Mountain Range, and came to the Lianyun Continent to spread the Dharma!"

Li Daoyuan blinked, and then asked,

"Master Li Shi, I actually know something about this matter, not bad, Master Xuyun, he once led five hundred disciples to Lianyun Continent to promote Buddhism, and the vein of the poor monk is from the Master of Empty Illusion. ”

As soon as the great monk saw Li Daoyuan and mentioned Master Xuyun, the tone of his speech was even more respectful.

But at this moment, the giant golden rice suddenly let out a tremble.

Among them, the trapped ironclad zombies are also struggling,

"Amitabha, the demon still wants to bring disaster to the world!"

Seeing this, the great monk stopped cross-legged and took it out of the storage bag, and a golden wooden fish, when Li Daoyuan's face, was rhythmically beaten,

"Knock, knock, knock, knock!"

The Buddhist scriptures depicted on the golden rice, with the sound of the wooden fish, were all golden one by one, and the iron-armored zombies that began to surround them turned on their own.

Li Daoyuan's face was nervous, and he took out the high-grade talisman given to him by the master back then.

As long as he is given enough time, he thinks that the magic power of turning the sword into silk is enough to kill this iron-armored zombie,

But no one can expect the uncertainty,

The monk seemed to see Li Daoyuan's nervousness, and he said calmly: "Master Li, please rest assured, this Buddhist scripture rice of the poor monk is one of the five hundred Buddhist scripture rice back then, and it is not a problem to trap this iron-armored zombie, but because of the cultivation of the poor monk, it is still necessary to chant it for three hours every day." ”

"Then there is a high monk, as long as he can advance to the foundation building period, he will definitely come to get rid of this iron-armored zombie to prevent future troubles!"

Li Daoyuan also saw that the monk of emptiness has no time to pay attention to himself now,

He bowed down and said goodbye to the other party, and left the underground corridor alone.