Monk Zhikong was shocked, the Demon Sect actually dispatched such a person one after another, and he was able to suppress his own cultivation without being discovered by himself, which shows that his skills are profound, it seems that today's game is carefully laid out by the other party, and it is not easy to crack. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the voice approached, a noble lady walked out of the forest, dressed in goose yellow color clothes, with her hair combed and sideburns, her skin was white and tender like a girl, and her graceful figure, especially a pair of phoenix eyes, could hook people's souls with a turn.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be the benefactor of Dong Xiaojie, the charming princess of the Phantom Gate. It's just that a hundred years ago, the pure mind master was too compassionate and showed mercy to his subordinates, why is the donor still obsessed and wandering in the middle of a lost path? ”

"Huh. The charm princess slowly walked to the left of the Heavenly Evil Old Man and stood still, and said with a smile: "Thanks to the sword of the Pure Heart Old Nun, let me cultivate the phantom magic of this sect, you see, the trick just now was used on the Heavenly Evil, didn't it deceive you?"

Monk Zhikong was about to speak, and suddenly saw another middle-aged man walking out of the forest, dressed in a white brocade suit, holding a scholar fan, slowly walking to the right of the evil old man to stand still, and said: "Monk Zhikong, I know that the three of us fighting alone may not be your opponent, but if the three of us work together, plus you have a strange poison in your body, you should know what the victory or defeat is." ”

"Amitabha, the 'Ten Thousand Miles of Fragrance' Wanliyun donor of the Eternal Life Hall is also here, and several donors of the three major sects of the Demon Sect have gathered here, which has flattered the old man. However, just now Lao Ke has already replied to Huang Shizhu, the reincarnation of mustard seeds is the weight of our temple, even if Lao Ke is broken bones, he will never hand it over to outsiders. Monk Zhikong glanced at the three people who sandwiched himself in the middle, and cast the Buddha's horn.

"It's useless to talk too much, so let's do it. The Heavenly Evil Old Man was obviously in a hurry, but he saw that his hands were empty, and after dancing a few gestures in the air, he said, "Zhikong, let you taste the Evil Cloud Palm that I have painstakingly cultivated for a hundred years." In an instant, the wind in the forest was loud, the air seemed to be twisted and reversed, as if a hole had been broken, and the gray clouds were mixed with a ghost-like roar, and the ghosts were heavy, and they went straight to the Zhikong monk from the hole.

The face of the monk Zhikong was calm, and the mouth chanted Dying, Ma, Well, Horn, Mi, Moo, as soon as the six-character mantra came out, his hands were pinched into a triangle, and the back of the Buddha was solemn, and he shouted: "Bah!" Suddenly the golden light suddenly rose, the ghost cried wolf howl suddenly disappeared, and the sound of singing Buddha was everywhere, a piece of peace.

The two forces collided together, and the aftermath was bursting, and the trees in the forest suddenly fell and rocks flew, and even the remaining two people of the Demon Sect avoided one after another. But the battle was divided in less than a moment, and only to hear a muffled snort from the Heavenly Evil Old Man in the core, flying back a few feet, his throat trembling slightly, obviously suffering a little loss.

The Heavenly Evil Old Man stabilized his body and said, "Monk Zhikong, your skills are really profound. Two Taoist friends, this old monk's little mida gong may have broken through the upper realm, and it is not easy to deal with, let's do it together, I am afraid that it will change. In the latter sentence, the old man said to the charming princess and Wanli Piaoxiang who were still watching the battle.

"Huh. Princess Charm still looked as delicate as a willow, and said: "Heavenly evil, people haven't done it for more than 100 years, and today I made an exception for you, you promised others, but you have to do it." With that, he took out a bell from his bosom.

This thing is a treasure of the Phantom Gate, the heart bell, as soon as the bell rings, the weaker ones will immediately bleed to death through seven holes; Seeing this, Monk Zhikong couldn't help but feel a little heavier in his heart.

Wanli Piaoxiang was even more straightforward, and said to Zhikong: "Monk Zhikong, after the first battle a hundred years ago, I have abandoned the sword, and today I will use my wind and cloud fan to ask you for the palm of a hundred years ago." ”

The three hidden elders of the Demon Sect reappeared, setting a trap to deal with themselves, the Zhikong monk looked around at the three people who were sandwiched in the middle, the wound in the lower abdomen was faintly painful, the world's strange poison really deserved its name, he was almost unable to suppress it, and he grabbed the monk's robe with his left hand, but it was tighter.

The scorching sun in the sky was long gone, and with a thunderclap, rolling black clouds swept from the sky, and the wind swept away the clouds.

The mountain rain is coming, and the air is filled with a sense of slaughter.

Suddenly, the golden light suddenly rose and reached into the clouds. In the confrontation, it was the monk Zhikong who made the first move.

I saw his moon-white monk's robe blowing without wind, his hands quickly pinched the trick, and he conjured up a golden ****, chanting in his mouth, ma, it, horn, mi, moo, the six-character Ming Wang Jue came out again, and the solemn law of the Buddha in the sky slowly appeared, and the dark clouds were printed like crossing the Phnom Penh. As soon as he made a move, he was holding a powerful trick from Fanming Temple.

The master has made a move, and it is urgent. The three demon sects immediately made a move, and the old man of the Heavenly Evil still used the famous skill of the Heavenly Evil Palm, but at this time it was no longer like the previous temptation, as soon as he made a move, he saw the gray clouds rolling in the sky, and the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts were hidden in the clouds, and they roared again and again, as if they were unwilling, entangled and tossing, and whistling towards the Zhikong monk. This palm has been practiced to such an extent, and it can be imagined that there are thousands of unjust souls under the palm.

The charming princess smiled, the two fingers of her left hand pinched the trick into a circle, burst out of the red rainbow light, and went straight to the Buddha in the sky;

Thousands of miles of fragrant clouds retreated sharply, and the wind and cloud fan "swished" in response to the sound, and a black wind rose, bursting several tornadoes. The second fan thundered, and the lightning in the sky roared like a dragon with a golden tongue. The three fans shook the mountains, and the sand and stones rolled. The storm, the thunder, and the rolling stones pointed directly at the Zhikong monk in the middle. This fan is so powerful, it must not be ordinary.

The Buddha in the air is solemn and solemn, the right palm slowly stretches out, falling from the sky, and the three tricks of the demon sect are all bombarded in the palm, golden light, gray shadow, black gas, green smoke, green mang, red rainbow, the sky seems to be dyed with a colorful curtain, a roar, suddenly the ground shakes the mountain, the tree falls and the stone flies, the ground can not bear the pressure, it cracks the bottomless gap, this situation and this scene, it is like the end of the world.

Monk Zhikong's mouth was sweet, and blood spurted out. The black blood in the lower abdomen flowed out again, and the combined strength of the three masters of the Demon Sect was really extraordinary, and he was injured a lot with just one blow. On the other hand, the three Demon Sect members all had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, and although they were injured, they were much better than the Zhikong monks.

Without waiting for a breath, the four figures took to the air again, fighting together in the air. The air suddenly roared, and countless lights such as gold, blue, red, and black were intertwined in the battlefield, and they were clearly visible within a hundred miles.

Zhikong monk with one enemy three, originally struggling, coupled with the strange poison in the body, although with the supreme Buddhism of Buddhism, profound skills support, but helpless follow-up power, after a while, it gradually fell into the disadvantage.

The three Demon Sect members were overjoyed in their hearts, knowing that the Zhikong Monk was physically exhausted, and the offensive in his hands was even tighter.

During the battle, the monk Zhikong slapped a blow to the scholar who avoided the clouds, flashed to the right, as if he was physically exhausted, and he was swept by the tail of the fan, and blood gushed out of his left shoulder, and his body trembled. If a master makes a move, what he wants is a momentary opportunity.

Sure enough, the Heavenly Evil Old Man seized the opportunity, and from the back up, the Heavenly Evil Palm hit the back of the Zhikong Monk, and the Heart Bell in the hand of the Enchanting Princess crossed an arc in the air and hit the Zhikong Monk's chest. Just listening to the sound of "click", the ribs in the chest and back of the monk Zhikong were broken, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and the person fell to the ground like a falling rock, "bang", and smashed to the ground from the air.

The three Demon Cultists quickly fell from the sky, intending to deliver the final blow. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden change and protrusion, only to see countless golden wheel seals rising from the original landing place of Zhikong, the sound of Buddha chanting everywhere, the air was full of Buddhist mantras, and the whole sky was full of golden light.

"Xiao Mida Gong is at its highest, it's not good, it's a flash mob. Seeing this scene, he suddenly remembered the scene that frightened the demon sect disciples a hundred years ago, and shouted urgently.

But how could he react in the sudden fall, only to hear a solemn Buddha voice in the air, "Dharma is boundless", and a Buddha palm hit the three people in the air.

The Heavenly Evil Old Man fell to the front, and before he could defend himself, he was hit by the Buddha's palm, and his whole body burst out with a "pop" bone breaking sound, and blood spurted out of his mouth, shooting backwards.

Princess Enchanting was shocked, and before she could lift it, she was also hit, breaking her ribs in the chest and spurting blood to the ground.

And Wan Liyun was far away and found early, just to raise the Demon Sect Protective Heart Sutra, but the full force of the highest realm of Fanming Temple, how can it be coveted, as soon as it came into contact, the left hand was broken, but fortunately, the strength was lost and escaped.

After the dust and smoke, there seemed to be a moon-white figure on the ground, and the monk Zhikong said loudly: "The bitter sea is boundless, and the back is the shore, Amitabha." ”

Two of the three Demon Sect were seriously injured and did not know whether they were alive or dead, and they broke another arm, and the world's righteous giant Fanming Temple really lived up to its reputation. Although I don't know why I can still send such a powerful move to counterattack when the three of me are seriously injured, I think there must be a follow-up move.

Staying in Qingshan is not afraid of no firewood, and after a little groaning, Wan Liyun quickly stopped the bleeding of his broken arm, turned into two figures, hugged the two who did not know life and death, and disappeared into a long rainbow in the air.