Chapter Thirty-Six: The Remnant Soul of Jianmu, the Punishment of the Emperor of Heaven (II)

Following the direction of the wood demon's guidance, Yang Fan looked intently, not far in front of the place where he fell, the root of the wooden pedestal, which was as hard as steel, appeared in the blink of an eye, and a large stream of green light emerged, this green light seemed to be full of spirituality, and it fit towards the two fireballs that flew out of Yang Fan. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The jade-like green qi is extremely pure, even the wood essence in the fragment of building wood that Yang Fan is holding in his hand is not so pure!

Two crisp sounds of soap bubbles annihilating sounded, and the green gas that came into contact with the two fireballs, in a single breath, pierced and annihilated the two fireballs with a power comparable to dozens of high-explosive grenades, like poking balloons, and it was the most suppressed wood essence qi by the fire line.

"What a terrible guy!" Bliss took advantage of the short time that Yang Fan had gained, withdrew to avoid the whipping of the vines, and looked in surprise at the eight or nine-year-old girl in front of him who had just turned into a meter, wrapped in cyan yarn, and had two pigtails on her head, full of horror, and even the four Bodhi rosaries written in the palm of her hand and ready to be detonated were so frightened that she didn't dare to throw them out. He opened his mouth and spit out the lotus seat, protecting himself tightly.

"Sinners, you dare to offend the authority of the Emperor of Heaven and break into this wooden Babel Tower without permission, and you should be punished with death!" Little Lori, with her hands on her hips, pouting her small mouth, a pair of big watery black eyes, full of curiosity, and her delicate snow-white little face, which can be broken by blowing, is full of pretended ferocity.

"Heavenly Emperor, I don't know which Heavenly Emperor my little sister is talking about, and where is this place?" Yang Fan asked, grinning, revealing his standard twelve big white teeth, with a bright smile on his face.

"Humph!"

I saw that with a cold snort from this little Lori, who was only a little and a half tall of Yang Fan, the two green vines on the ground instantly seemed to come to life, skyrocketing dozens of times, turning into two poisonous snakes with a thickness of several zhang that devoured people, winding and circling straight towards the heads of Yang Fan and the Monk of Bliss.

Yang Fan had already reacted, bent back, a series of rapid backflips, steadily avoided the volley of the vines, and with a wave of his hand, the fire demon in his body opened his mouth and spit out three fire beads the size of the canopy, following Yang Fan's gestures, the three stars accompanied the moon, and went straight to the little Lori in Tsing Yi who was watching the play in the distance. The wood demon in the fragment of Jianmu in Yang Fan's hand was not idle, waving his small condensed hand, sprinkling a large area of green light, wrapping a layer of delicate cyan rattan armor around Yang Fan's body.

The Monk of Bliss had suffered from this vine, and his original illusion was wrapped in a three-foot golden body and a primordial god relic, and it stands to reason that this kind of physical blow would not hinder him at all unless it could be transmitted to his golden body and primordial god relic. But these rattans in front of him are like having eyes, and the whip is directed at his vital point, even the two major defensive means of the golden body and the Buddha's light body, which he was proud of, are difficult to hurt him even if they are sniper rifles at close range, but under this thin rattan, they are all vulnerable.

Bliss pulled it with one hand, and the rosette at his feet rose to the sky, avoiding the huge vines that passed by his shoulders. As soon as Yang Fan saw the monk of Bliss flying high in a blink of an eye, he dared to fight against this cute and terrifying little Lori alone, with a seal on his hand, summoning a dense fog that shrouded a range of tens of meters, his legs exploded, kicked the ground, jumped high, and chased Bliss.

"Do you want to run? Come to my Muluo's territory, do you think you have a good chance to run away? This wooden Babel Tower, although it is not as good as before, is not something you little miscellaneous fish can come and go as you want. The building tree is open!"

Yang Fan just pounced on the edge of the lotus seat, and was climbing up, and in an instant, the originally clear space above his head was shrouded in a thick inky green in the blink of an eye, and countless vines with a thickness of tens of zhang rolled all over the sky, like countless dragons that turned over the river. In the blink of an eye, the space within a radius of hundreds of miles was tightly wrapped, and not a single fly could fly out.

Yang Fan finally stood up straight, and suddenly the whole heaven and earth shook, and the ground they were standing on just now was like a bottomless swamp, engulfing the entire earth and sinking.

"Thunder!" The little Lori pointed to the sky with both hands, spilling out a handful of green mangs the size of beans, roaring into the sky, rising hundreds of times in the face of the storm, and there was a bucket of water, and the thunder sounded.

"I'm wiping it!" Yang Fan's eyes almost didn't fall out, and he scolded in his heart, "This is the rhythm of rushing to kill everything!" There are hundreds of Yimu Divine Thunder, each of which is not weaker than the previous Wood Demon Imperial Envoy, or even stronger. ”

Bliss's face flushed, and the hatred in his heart!

"If it weren't for that damn gossip golden lock soul locking array that sealed the entire underground world, with these thunder methods, how could the Buddha escape in embarrassment......"

"Bodhi Lotus, Golden Lotus Crossing Doom, Lotus Biochemistry, Rise!" "Bliss Gu can't hide the means, showing the golden body of the Buddha of Joy, holding the Bodhi rosary that flashes countless Sanskrit Buddha shadows, sitting on the lotus platform that has skyrocketed dozens of times, chanting Buddhist scriptures loudly, and the golden Buddha texts of the big Dou Da emerge from the Buddha light behind the monk of Bliss one by one, suspended in the sky covered with countless vines and trees, firmly supporting the rapidly sinking sea of trees.

At the same time, the lotus seat under the buttocks of the Monk of Bliss and the Bodhi beads in his hand continued to gush out of the big golden lotus flowers, one after another, and in an instant, the entire sky was filled.

"Little bald head! You are not small! You hurt my deity before, and now you defy the decree of the Emperor of Heaven and confront me, then I can only ask the Emperor ----of Heaven to punish me as punishment!"

Mu Luo's cyan gauze flew up, and her little hand lifted upwards vigorously, Yang Fan, who had already left the lotus, saw from a distance an ancient city hidden in the root of Jianmu, lifted by a tree root that was not known how thick, and was taken aback, only to see that hundreds of miles ahead, it became a chaos, dim, and everywhere there was an incomparably strange and terrifying air current, blowing far away, and there was a sound like a ghost crying wolf.

The ancient city is like a black cave entrance, occasionally in the chaos suddenly appears a phantom of the city, faintly you can see the dilapidated buildings, the lodging giant pillars, the broken palace, extremely desolate.

This city was short-lived, even if it disappeared, but Yang Fan could see at a glance that this ancient city was far more huge than any city in the world today, vast and magnificent. However, a stone tablet towering in the center of this ancient city, as high as 100 feet, with a bloody word "sin" written on it, stood above the little Lori of Mu Luo with the advent of the ancient city.

"I don't know whose handwriting is this "sin", the handwriting is deep through the stone tablet, and it lasts forever, so that people can feel that their sins are monstrous, heinous, and they can't wait to commit suicide to apologize!" Yang Fan said in his heart. Suddenly felt creepy, beads of sweat rolled on his forehead, just now he only glanced at the word "sin", and almost couldn't help but kneel on the ground, kowtow and confess!

"Poof!"

Bliss suddenly fell from the sky and fell to the ground, the whole person was like a lightning strike, and the convulsions continued, and even his pigeon-egg-sized Zen Buddha Light Relic of Joy was like a light bulb that had lost power, and it was suddenly dimmed. With a bang, he knelt down, kowtowed like pounding garlic, this sin directly crushed his spirit, shattered his joyful Zen heart, made him kneel, made him confess, and let him be restrained!

Yang Fan's heart was cold, and the word "sin" was still shaking in front of his eyes in a cold sweat, as if he wanted to see his heinous sin!