"Master, you go quickly, inform the monks of the temple to evacuate quickly, the spiritual light of the Buddhist gate of Guoqing Temple has been shattered, and it is no longer possible to shelter the monks. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info told them to run away, and they could run away one by one. ”

"What about you!" the old monk asked anxiously.

The young monk looked at the golden body with a firm look in his eyes, "I want to stay and get rid of the Black Rakshasa, rest assured, I am a good person of the tenth generation who has been transferred to practice Buddhism, and I have the Arhat fruit position in the third generation, and I have the mana of the thirteenth generation in my body, even if the black Rakshasa is powerful, I can't help it in a short time." ”

"Okay, then be careful yourself. ”

The old monk nodded very simply, turned around and ran.

The young monk grabbed the golden body with a serious face, and said solemnly: "You have to fight for me, whether you live or die tonight is up to you." ”

A gleam flashed in the skull's black hole eyes, as if responding to the young monk's words.

The young monk then slowly closed his eyes and recited the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and in an instant, a layer of golden light appeared all over his body.

The hands were connected to the skull's claws, and thick golden light continued to surge, as if a golden paint was brushed from the bottom to the top of the golden body.

Rumble!

There was a sudden explosion, and the golden body was instantly torn apart. Fragments the size of tofu cubes fell from top to bottom, and a neat pile of young monks was in front of them.

It was already pitch black outside, and only a slight chaotic sound could be heard, but there was no picture of the wolf rushing to the pig.

The young monk turned a deaf ear, threw a piece of skull into the bowl with a solemn face, grabbed the skull scepter in his hand, rushed down with his big head, and smashed it down without hesitation.

The golden body instantly shattered into powder like a biscuit, and he kept smashing it as he added it. The gold body shattered into powder, some of which were condensed into lumps by pressure, and then smashed again, and so on, and the dry gold dust smashed out of the water. It became a bowl of gold paint.

The demonic wind outside became stronger and stronger, and a pile of miscellaneous items whistled past the entrance of the main hall. The monk breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, the black rakshasa has not yet come, the monks in the temple have retreated, as long as the hall is locked with the golden body rune, and the black rakshasa is stalemate for six hours, once the time has passed, he will be beaten to hell again by the laws of heaven and earth.

The doors and windows were quickly closed, and bald brushes dyed with gold paint swept across the broken doors and windows, and strings of golden runes shone brightly, crisscrossing the doors and windows.

The young monk wrote faster and faster, and his complexion became more and more relaxed. As long as these last few blockades are completed, he is confident that he will be able to keep the skull scepter in his hand.

His plan was very good, but the changes in the world were not based on his wishes.

In the next moment, the young monk had just finished writing the last stroke of the rune, and the expression on his face had not completely eased.

A large hole suddenly broke in the roof, and a huge blue-black hand slammed down.

"Isn't it, the roof?"

The young monk was dumbfounded, he patronized the locked doors and windows, forgetting that the enemy did not follow the usual path at all, and that people were specially breaking through the walls.

Seeing the giant hand smashing down on the top of his head, the monk rolled on the spot and hurriedly dodged.

The blue-black giant hand slammed on the ground, and the arhats around him jumped in unison, twisting and falling to the ground.

The giant hand slowly raised, and a huge handprint appeared on the ground.

"Stinky monk, return my scepter. ”

There was a roar outside, and the circle of human skull necklaces around the Black Rakshasa neck looked more and more hideous. It was huge, and the tall Daxiong Treasure Hall was only up to his waist, and it was slapped out with one palm, which was enough to make a big hole in Abbot Xu Fangyuan.

The young monk raised his gaze and saw the blue-faced fanged face through the big hole.

The yin qi on the black rakshasa rose to the sky, crushing the entire hall to a squeak.

The runes in all directions flickered with golden light, as if they were supporting the house with inexplicable strength.

Whenever there is a yin qi sweeping over, as long as it touches the golden rune, it will be wiped out in an instant.

"Monk Smelly, you're a disciple of the Buddha, that's great! I'm going to eat you raw today. ”

The young monk was holding the bowl, looking at the little gold paint left inside, and wondering if he was going to do something, when the black rakshasa suddenly took a breath.

The wind stirred all around, the air swirled and was sucked into his mouth, his chest bulged slightly, and he spat out violently, and the wind blew directly through the cracks in the window, mixed with the unpleasant smell of the black rakshasa mouth, and continued to bombard the scriptures like raindrops.

The scriptures were constantly shining with golden light, and then they were blown away and blown crookedly, and they could no longer bless the power of the Dharma.

The young monk was shocked, and even stood up to write the scriptures, when he heard a deafening shout above his head, and the huge palm of the black rakshasa like steel and iron smashed in from outside the door like a battering ram.

This directly smashed a wall, and the broken doors and windows directly smashed the main beam of the hall with huge force, and then heard a clattering sound, and the hall collapsed instantly.

The young monk was directly smashed, the gold paint was overturned, and the skull scepter was taken off.

"Haha, it's my scepter. ”

The Black Rakshasa looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, stretched out his palm and grabbed it downward.

"No!" the monk shouted, struggling to his feet and slamming towards the scepter.

"Get out of here!"

The Black Rakshasa kicked out in a rage, hitting the young monk's waist and eye, and the monk spurted out a mouthful of blood, and quickly threw out the belt, just hooking the skeleton scepter back.

The strength exploded on him, and he suddenly flew flat like a meteor, and disappeared in an arc.

"Stinky monk, I want you to die a good death in your life!" Seeing the scepter in his hand fly away again, the Black Rakshasa roared angrily.

Ice Thunder stands in front of the bedroom, armed with a heavy hammer and wearing black iron armor, with Fluttershy, Fluttershy, and Aoi behind him.

There was a sudden change in the heavens and the earth, and the women were all panicked and ran to the backyard for protection.

The disciples in the front yard had already been transferred, and everyone was in good spirits and fully armed.

Fluttershy sits on the couch, hugging the quilt tightly, her eyes staring at Thunder's back, and although she is a little scared, she has great confidence in her father-in-law.

Xiaoqing sat on the chair next to her with an indifferent expression, and the white snake hovered at her feet.

Several of the maids looked a little flustered, but they remained calm on the whole.

This is actually forced, in recent years, every once in a while there are goblins, even if the door is not out, the young ladies who do not step out of the second door, most of them have seen one or two monsters with their own eyes.

Fear comes mostly from the unknown, and since you see it, you are actually not so afraid. What's more, because he has the name of a lightning and thunder fist, it is known as the thunder sweeping hole, and all evil will not invade.

Bing Lei looked at the sky silently, he didn't know what was wrong, but he always had a bad premonition in his heart, and he had the intention of letting the white snake out to find out the news, and he was afraid that this obvious action would cause panic among the women, so he simply did not respond to all changes, and became a comprehensive defensive posture and was on guard.

Suddenly, a meteor streaked across and slammed into the front yard.

In the dark night when I couldn't see my fingers, the lights couldn't shine a foot away, and no one could see it except the ice and thunder, but they were all startled by the loud noise.

Bing Lei frowned, and with a swing of the heavy hammer, he jumped out and shouted, "Wait until you protect the daughter, I'll take a look." ”

All the disciples should say yes in unison.

The young monk fell headlong from the air, clutching the skeletal scepter in his hand, and the force of the impact caused him to roll on the ground continuously, and finally hit a door hard, and then stopped.

Fortunately, he is the reincarnation of the Dragon Descending Arhat, and the Buddha's magical powers are extremely solid, and he has not suffered much damage.

The plaque on the gate shook twice and fell straight down.

The young monk got up in a daze, and the plaque passed through his head and hung right around his neck.

Thunder House!

The two big characters came into view, and the young monk was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed, and he suddenly remembered what the old monk said.

Whether it's true or not, if the name can come out of the mouth of the old monk, this person must have two brushes.

He got up, grabbed the scepter and ran into the courtyard, the huge plaque hit the door frame and split in half in an instant, but the monk didn't even look back, and ran in as fast as he could.

Bing Lei was coming out of the second gate, and he saw this monk at a glance, and saw that he was embarrassed and dressed strangely, and he couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart.

The young monk also saw the ice thunder, and immediately rejoiced: "Daoist friends help me, that black rakshasa took advantage of the moon and yin day to forcibly come to the world from hell, and the people of Hangzhou City are in danger of being ruined!"

"Stinky monk, I must eat you raw. ”

A deafening roar came, and Ice Thunder felt the ground tremble.

His face changed suddenly, and he said, "Who are you?"

The monk said quickly: "The poor monk Guoqing Temple is crazy, the situation is urgent, it is useless to say more, the black rakshasa is coming soon." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Ice Thunder had already seen a huge figure appear at the end of the street.

He almost didn't have a mouthful of blood spurting out. You bastard, I tried my best to inquire about you, just to hide from you. I didn't expect you to bring me so much hatred soon after you left home, you didn't hate me for dying fast enough!

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't have time to scold him, because the black rakshasa had already walked in front of him, and on his hideous faces, his green eyes were already firmly fixed on the two of them.

It seems that today is going to be a husband, but behind me is my family, and I must not let this black rakshasa get close by half a step.

Ice Thunder's eyes flashed with determination, the electric light on his body surged, the azure Gang Qi slowly appeared outside the black armor, and the heavy hammer in his hand was like catching a bolt of lightning.

Ji Luo's eyes flashed, he almost couldn't believe his eyes, this person obviously didn't have any mana on his body, how could he manipulate such a powerful thunder and lightning power?

The black clouds in the sky were attracted by a strong magnetic field, and began to appear obviously distorted, and under the collision of electric charges, subtle lightning began to gradually form, echoing with the electric charges on the ice thunder.

The Black Rakshasa paused slightly, and there was obvious jealousy in his eyes, but the skeletal scepter was in front of him, and that was his only hope of retrieving all his mana.

A thin golden light appeared on Ji Yan's body, his hands were folded and his face was solemn, and the azure qi on Bing Lei's body formed a horn momentum, confronting each other with the monstrous yin qi of the black rakshasa opposite.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out! )