162.Chapter 162: Shock

The thin man smiled grimly, raised his right arm without hesitation, and pinched a strange seal in his hand towards the blood sail in the middle. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

As this person pointed out, the six blood sail phantoms in mid-air shone brightly at the same time, and under the mutual illumination, they formed a strange blood light array, firmly covering the cyan dragon.

A powerful imprisoning force suddenly descended, Ye Chen only felt that his body tightened, and after a short moment of effort, the green dragon phantom began to sway, faintly showing signs of collapse.

"What kind of weird path is this?" Ye Chen's eyes twitched, and he was surprised in his heart.

After a moment of distraction, he shouted violently and urged the true yuan around him, and the green dragon phantom became condensed again, and the coercion that had already fallen back began to rise again, and soon recovered as before, even better than before!

"Hmph, under the shroud of my blood sail array, you still want to break free, go dream!"

The thin man shouted wildly, and the true yuan around him surged wildly, the light of the six-sided blood sail in mid-air became more and more vigorous, and the power of imprisonment that shrouded the void became stronger and stronger, and the blue dragon phantom that had just been condensed showed signs of shaking again.

"You want to take me down with just this means, you must be thinking too simply, right?" A sneer suddenly sounded in the air, and then under a burst of blue light, six green dragon phantoms conjured out at the same time, and each of them reached out with their claws towards a blood sail in front of them.

A rumbling roar then resounded in the air, and under the bombardment of the furious dragon power, the six-sided blood sail suddenly became violently shaken, and the blood light flickered and flickered.

"Heavenly Dragon Nine Steps!" Ye Chen's loud shout sounded again, and as soon as the words fell, the six cyan dragons each twisted their giant tails and jerked towards the blood sail in front of them.

After a terrifying loud noise, the five blood sails in mid-air suddenly collapsed, but there was still a blood sail suspended in the air, but the light was slightly dimmed, and the coercion emitted was also greatly attenuated.

"How is that possible?" the thin man's face changed, and he suddenly became angry.

At this moment, the blue light in mid-air converged, and the six green dragon phantoms disappeared at the same time, and then the void fluctuated, and Ye Chen appeared with it.

"Such an evil thing, how can I keep you?" Ye Chen's face turned cold, his arms shook, and a powerful extreme wind suddenly surged.

The thin man seemed to know that the situation was not good, and he raised his hand to the sky without thinking too much, and the blood sail suddenly flew back with a gust of yin wind, and he was about to be put away.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen shouted loudly and turned into a phantom and disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he appeared directly above the blood sail, and his right palm slashed out like lightning, and a white wind blade more than ten zhang long suddenly slashed down.

He knew that there was something about this thing, and this Stygian Wind Slash was almost full force.

The sharp and piercing scream instantly resounded in the air, and layers of true yuan fluctuations swayed everywhere the white wind blade went, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura loomed, as if the void had collapsed and rolled madly towards the white wind blade.

"No......" The thin man's face suddenly changed greatly, his right hand continued to urge, and the speed of the blood sail suddenly increased by half a minute.

However, although the speed of the blood sail was fast, it was still not as fast as the white wind blade, and after the blink of an eye, the terrifying wind blade had already flown directly above the blood sail, and it was about to be slashed down now.

The thin man's pupils contracted violently, his face was like ashes, and he felt desperate in his heart!

Ye Chen snorted coldly, quickly withdrew his right palm, and watched the white wind blade slash down with determination.

At this moment, a thunderous shout suddenly sounded out of thin air, like a roar of King Kong, which instantly resounded in the air.

Roar!

The white wind blade that was about to fall was frozen in mid-air, and the blood sail stopped rushing forward, and it was suspended in the air like this.

Ye Chen's body trembled, and the true yuan around him even stagnated for a moment, and he couldn't help but change his complexion, and suddenly turned his head to look at the place where the sound came.

The thin man's body shook violently, his chest was stuffy, a stream of dirty blood came out of his mouth, and his complexion changed suddenly, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the temple gate.

"My Buddha is merciful!" A low Buddha horn suddenly sounded, and the figure in front of the temple flickered, and suddenly there was an old monk with a square face and big ears.

The man was slightly dark-skinned, dressed in a shabby baina robe, holding a bronze bowl in his left hand and a short staff in his right hand that was blackened and twisted like a tree root.

After this brief pause, the white wind blade in mid-air slashed down again with a powerful aftermath, but the blood sail stopped moving, completely losing the ability to dodge.

At this moment, the thin man looked dazed, as if he had become a dying lamb.

Ye Chen was connected to the wind blade, and he didn't look back at it because he had already sensed it, and still looked at the old monk quietly.

At this moment, an incredible scene played out in an instant!

The old monk at the gate of the courtyard suddenly opened his mouth and seemed to drink a Buddhist message, but it was extremely strange that no sound came out.

Not only that, but even the abnormal sound caused by the residual true element in mid-air completely disappeared, and the entire temple became silent in an instant.

The next moment, Ye Chen's complexion changed suddenly, and a turbulent wave suddenly set off in his mind!

I saw that the old monk's eyes suddenly widened, and a dazzling golden light suddenly flashed from between his eyes and burst out in an instant, and the next moment it appeared between the white wind blade and the blood-colored giant sail.

Ye Chen was shocked in his heart, and he involuntarily turned his head to look, only to see that golden light suddenly exploded, turning into a huge golden wheel and spreading out in the air.

After an instant, the white wind blade slashed down with a scream, and the terrifying power was instantly released, the void seemed to be torn apart, and the two True Yuan fluctuations scattered left and right in a row!

However, even if the power of the White Wind Blade was so terrifying, it still couldn't break through the barrier of the huge golden wheel, and the violent True Yuan Fluctuation roared for a moment before finally running out of power and slowly dissipating.

The thin man blinked, and after a moment of stunnedness, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart was ecstatic.

Without hesitation, he raised his right hand to try to recall the blood sail suspended in the void, but found that this thing did not react, and after several attempts, there was still no effect, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly.

Ye Chen frowned, and looked back at the old monk with a wary face, but saw him raise the short staff and make a move into the air, and the golden light in mid-air immediately fell down and flew back upside down with the blood sail, and flew in front of the old monk in a blink of an eye.

I saw that he raised his short staff and drew a circle in the void, and the blood sail suddenly contracted slowly, and after a while, it returned to the size of several feet.

The thin man's anger flashed, and although he was a little afraid in his heart, he was still bold, and he scolded fiercely.

"Old monk, return the red blood sail to me, otherwise beware of Lao Tzu's blood washing in Lingguang Temple!"

"Amitabha!" the old monk ignored the words when he heard this, his face was still extremely flat, he hung the blood sail on the short staff, pronounced the Buddha's horn and walked forward.