Chapter Twenty-Five: The Demon Monk is Blissful, and the Road to the Enemy is Narrow
Chapter 25 The demon monk is blissful, and the road is narrow
"Hahaha! Buddha I'm coming out again! Kunlun's group of old miscellaneous hairs are waiting, do you think this little Quartet Tuyuan Ding can suppress my Bliss Buddha I?"
The three-foot golden-bodied monk turned into a golden light, avoiding the surprise attack of the white mist from afar, without feeling guilty at all that Liang Hui, the unlucky ghost, was suppressed and suffered in his place. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Seeing Liang Hui stunned like a wooden chicken, little by little being pulled into the bottomless big tripod, flying in the air of the Bliss monk, he said in his heart: "It's a pity! Such a good Ding furnace, rare authentic and pure Taoist mana, if it weren't for the Buddha, I was destroyed back then, and only these three inches of gold body remained, where could I use such an inferior Li Dai Taozhuang technique." I am really reluctant to waste this good skin instead of being suppressed in this Quartet Tuyuan Ding, and I have to let him taste the Buddha's joyful Zen method. ”
With a flick of the Bodhi rosary in the hand of the Monk of Bliss, several golden rays of light flew out, and at once Liang Hui's belongings trapped in the white mist were stripped of their belongings, and they also took the opportunity to extract the memories of Liang Hui's whole body. Secretly thinking on the spot: "Yuan Shen Manifestation!" suddenly a lively Liang Hui appeared in the air.
"Hahaha, Lord Buddha, my Phantom Sound Soul Dafa is still so sharp, those bull noses, I never dreamed that their disciples and grandchildren would take them through today to taste the pain of cavitation, blood and bone grinding in this place!"
An eerie laugh resounded throughout the stone chamber.
Time passed quickly, the rising sun had already set at this moment, the darkness in the corridor of the tomb was even more gloomy, a burst of spatial fluctuations flashed, and Yang Fanzheng walked out refreshed. After a whole day of pranayama and the nourishment of the Spirit Dew Spring, he had temporarily suppressed the deficit and injuries on his body.
Yang Fan took out his mobile phone, full of missed text messages, and was thinking about how to explain how to go back and disappear for no reason for a whole day, but in the depths of the tomb, where he couldn't see his five fingers, eight light gates of different colors suddenly burst out with an unprecedented suction force.
"Ahh
"Why are there still living people in this Bagua Golden Lock Soul Locking Array? I obviously glanced around here just now!" Ji Le, who was touching one of the legs of the Quartet Tu Yuan Ding, muttered in his heart, just now his divine mind obviously felt a breath of a living person, "Forget it, don't care about this! It's important to find a way to break through this ghost formation quickly!" Ji Le, while silently reciting the Buddha mantra, tried to forcibly refine this treasure ding.
"Why is it so difficult to refine?" Bliss fought hard, and poured the massive golden Buddha Yuan that he had left on the stone tripod that weighed several tons, and forced the natal relics Yuan Light out of most of the stone tripod shrouded in it, which thought that it was just caged, the whole space suddenly trembled, and the eight light gates that were originally free from the surroundings suddenly closed, firmly taking a photo on the Quartet Tu Yuan Ding that was firmly in the center of the formation, and a yellow light suddenly burst out on the foot of the Ding that he originally occupied by the Buddha Yuan, and the Buddha Yuan of the Bliss Monk was blown up, and the Bliss Monk was forced to retreat.
Not only that, the scattered yellow light, as soon as it touched the ground, four sharp stone thorns of earthy yellow, as if they had eyes, approached the vital point of the Monk of Bliss.
"Damn the old miscellaneous hair! There is even a hand left!" "Bliss didn't dare to use the manifestation of the primordial god he had conjured to try the sharpness of this spur, so he quickly let go of the hands that held Shi Ding tightly, and waved out several gilded lotus flowers, covering himself tightly, and cursing constantly in his mouth.
"Hum!" Shi Ding was stimulated by the eight light gates, and suddenly lit up with a dazzling earthy yellow halo, spreading wave after wave to the surroundings, on the foot of Shi Ding itself, on the body of the Ding, showing mountains and rivers, birds and beasts.
The monk of bliss knew the ability of this treasure tripod, how dare he hold it up, jumped up with a swish, and at the same time withdrew the relics shrouded in the stone tripod, waved out the Bodhi rosary held in the palm of his hand, and shouted: "One flower, one world, one leaf, one Bodhi." Go!"
With his loud shout, the Bodhi rosary in his hand was divided into two, two and four------- dense rosary beads, unexpectedly formed a huge bead net in mid-air, and the purple-gold Bodhi rosary was filled with countless Buddha's voices.
"Hmph! The Buddha is not powerful! You and I are muddy! Dare to yin me, dreaming. "Seeing that his Buddha treasure is about to cover this treasure tripod, the monk of Bliss is a hilarious skin!
Unexpectedly, this treasure tripod suddenly skyrocketed hundreds of times, the treasure light directly forced open the rosary under the cover, and the whole world was like a distorted whirlpool, and the eight light gates above the treasure tripod were forced to open a black hole, pulling the monk of bliss into it with the treasure.
Two black shadows suddenly fell from the sky above the empty witch temple, these two people were Yang Fan and the blissful monk who had become Liang Hui.
Both of them were actually sucked into the formation by the Bagua Golden Lock Soul Locking Array's array eye treasure weapon ---- the Quartet Tu Yuan Ding, crashed into this extremely dilapidated witch temple, and fell on the bank of an ancient well that had long since dried up, smashing the broken rubble on the ground into powder.
The temple was cold and cold, and the ground was stamped with black marks, like dried blood.
"Oh no, it's a big problem! How did I get this Jedi by that damn Baoding. Bliss opened his eyes, got up from the ground, and looked at the vicissitudes of the witch temple in front of him, only to see the twelve huge stone statues in the distance, and the twelve halls opposite them, the hall was full of dust unknown demon god statues, the remains left by the white bone beasts, and the hideous-looking, terrifying corpses.
Fortunately, the two of them fell to the most remote corner of the temple, and there were no such angry corpses nearby, otherwise they would have been eaten by now.
"This ...... What kind of place is this?tomb?or?" Yang Fan also slowly got up from the ground, although he fell not lightly just now, at this moment, he was dizzy, as soon as he saw the old enemy, Yang Fan's eyes were immediately bloodshot, and he subconsciously became vigilant, and he was ready to fight.
"Why are you here? Didn't you run away a long time ago?" asked Yang Fan.
The monk of Bliss smiled and didn't answer, his eyes looked into the distance, but he said in his heart: "His face is full of murderous anger, it seems that this person is a friend or foe, and he is really a narrow road! If you meet me, you are unlucky, but now is not the opportunity to do it, and you will have to rely on him to escape later!"
Yang Fan saw that Liang Hui didn't speak, and as far as his gaze could reach, Yang Fan was suddenly frightened, obviously he also felt the danger and gloomy, and said in his heart: "Fuck it! Make no mistake! A small yin corpse zombie is already killing me, and now around here, there are at least hundreds of more terrifying corpses, it seems that it is not appropriate to fight with this slut at this time!" Yang Fan's gaze fell on the dried corpses of the witches in the distance who were already shriveled and even a little rotten, but were still walking, and the pupils in his eyes couldn't help shrinking, no matter how light he was, he couldn't suppress the shock in his heart at this moment.
Yang Fan slowly dispersed the condensed mana, and did not make a move on the fake Liang Hui, for fear of disturbing the dried corpses that were walking back and forth, once discovered by these monsters, ten sluts like him and Liang Hui might not be enough for these guys to stuff their teeth!