A man who is like a breeze walks on a road full of flowers, and flowers bloom on both sides of the road.

Yue Zhen was not wrong in what he said in the Jiuqu Panhuan Cave, Mingyue had been missing for several years, and he had never found it, and the various signs he had searched for indicated that Mingyue might have entered Lingshan.

Lingshan is a holy place in the hearts of ordinary people and a paradise of Buddhism, but in the eyes of the demons between the mountains in this world, Lingshan is an extremely terrifying place, often in and out.

He has always wanted to go to Lingshan, but he didn't find a suitable opportunity, and this time it was indeed an excellent opportunity, so the breeze came.

Of course, the reputation of Wuzhuang Temple is not as big as Lingshan among the mountains and demons, because Wuzhuang View is also out of the world.

Although Zhen Yuanzi, the owner of Wuzhuang Temple, is not known, but he is a great god between heaven and earth, and he can hold the sun, moon and stars with the art of Qiankun in his sleeve, and as a breeze boy who has been following Zhen Yuanzi's side, although he is called a boy, but his ability is even said not to be under Zhen Yuanzi.

He turned back suddenly, and in his ears he heard the sound of an ape monster in the wind.

Then he heard the roar of the beast from the mountainside, and stepped out, and the breeze swept up, and he disappeared into the breeze.

In the clouds and mist of Lingshan, there was a sudden rain, and a golden dragon was churning in the wind and rain.

A golden dragon poked out its head, and its golden eyes stared at the void, only to see the void breeze circling, and a person appeared from the wind, it was the breeze boy.

"I heard that there are eight Heavenly Dragon Protector Gods on the Spiritual Mountain, which are the Deva Clan, the Naga Clan, the Yakshas, the Gandharvas, the Asuras, the Garudas, the Kinnaras, and the Mahuragas. You should be a dragon, you were born as a dragon, a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, but you are willing to be someone else's beast to protect the mountain, if your ancestral dragon is still alive, I am afraid that you will be angry to death. ”

The golden dragon was huge, with brilliant and dazzling golden scales, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out, and there was a golden light.

The breeze boy turned into a breeze and disappeared.

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Jin Xiangdi didn't run away, he just avoided Zhitong's attention, only to see Zhitong hit the glass cup in the hand of the young and handsome monk, and the golden light rushed into the night, and the fireworks scattered.

One of the fireworks floated in the void, and it turned out to be a roll of purple flames, turning into a woman in purple.

She only turned her eyes in the void, and she found the golden elephant hidden on the side.

"You snake demon, run away, that woman is coming back soon. ”

"Which woman?"

"Of course, she is the owner of this Buddha hall, but you have entered that Buddha hall, she should have sensed it a long time ago, why hasn't she come back yet?" said the woman in purple.

"I have to take my senior brother away, if you want to leave, leave first. Jin Xiangdi's eyes saw that the glass cup in the monk's hand had lost its flame and was thrown to the ground by him, and although the senior brother flew into the sky, he hit it again with a stick.

Under the giant and stick, the monk's face finally changed, and his original casual appearance became extremely dignified.

I saw that gold surged up on his body, and a golden Buddha statue appeared above his head, the Buddha statue was erected on his chest with one hand, his eyes closed, and he was surrounded by colorful brilliance.

The monk's posture is the same as that of the Buddha statue in the statue, with one hand in front of him, his eyes closed, but his mouth seems to be reciting some scripture. When Zhitong's huge iron rod fell, the young and handsome monk suddenly opened his eyes, and the moment he opened his eyes, his hand also pushed out into the air, as if there was a huge weight pressing on his hand, he pushed very slowly, and the Buddha statue in the sky also opened his eyes and pushed it out with one palm.

There was silence in the eyes of the Buddha statue, and the moment this palm was pushed out, the entire spiritual mountain was still, and the palm of the hand was like a mountain and fell towards Zhitong.

"Hmm......"

"Hoo ......"

The iron rod hit the golden giant palm, only to see that the giant palm was shattered inch by inch, and the iron rod in Zhitong's hand also shrank, as if he had exhausted his strength.

Suddenly, an eagle's song sounded in the sky, not like an eagle, but thicker than an eagle's song, like a beast, shocking.

With the appearance of this voice, the golden elephant raised his head to look, only to see that the Lingshan that was not clear was revealed at this time, and a brown-green bird flew up from the mountain, but the wings of the bird spread out like two golden knives, hovering in the sky, at first it was only the size of a palm, but after a circle, another chirp, his body was rapidly enlarged, and in a blink of an eye, it was as big as a dark cloud, covering the sky.

Jin Xiangdi's face changed slightly, he knew that Lingshan was completely alarmed, and that bird was the Garuda bird among the eight heavenly dragons on Lingshan, also known as the golden-winged Dapeng bird, which feeds on dragons and Jiao, and is a fierce spirit between heaven and earth.

The wind is blowing and the wind is howling.

Suddenly, the Nagarula bird shrank sharply and fell like a sharp arrow into the spiritual mountain, as if hunting prey.

However, it soon bounced into the air and let out a scream, and a green lion appeared in the void. The moment the image of the green lion appeared in the sky, the wind in the sky seemed to be suppressed, he flickered, covered in blue light, shaking his head, the clouds in the sky were dispersed, the world where he was pure as washing, opening his mouth and roaring, no sound came out, but the golden-winged Dapeng bird circled around it and flew as if under great pressure.

Jin Xiangdi only glanced at it and didn't look at it anymore, the Lion Camel King was indeed powerful, he didn't do his best when he fought with him at that time, but he was not the cultivator at that time.

His attention was on the handsome and strange monk in front of him.

Senior Brother Zhitong fell to the ground, suddenly holding his head and struggling, looking extremely uncomfortable.

"Senior brother, senior brother. The golden elephant shook his body and was already beside Zhitong, Zhitong's sanity was restored, he pressed his temples with both hands, and threw the black iron rod on the ground.

"Senior Brother Jin, leave quickly, leave me alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself. Zhitong said bitterly.

"Senior brother, you can, I know, you can. "The Golden Elephant said urgently.

"If you are angry in your soul, unless you are devout to the Buddha and turn away from your anger, you will become a demon who only knows how to kill. "That monk has come to Jin Xiangdi's side at some point.

Jin Xiangdi was furious in his heart, raised his head, and a sword light flew out, stabbing towards the monk's eyebrows.

It's all because of him, otherwise he would wake up his senior brother, why would it be like this.

The monk chuckled, and with a wave of his sleeve, he wanted to fly the golden elephant border man with the sword to the side, but the moment the big sleeve came into contact with the sword, the robe was already flying, and his hand was quickly retracted, but it was still slow, and there were already Dao sword marks on his arm.

The monk's face changed, and he retreated quickly, and the sword light changed in vain, and it turned into a sword wind that was entangled, and the wisps of sword light were like the wind, and the sky was full of sword groans. The monk knotted the vajra seal, the golden light on his body surged, and the sword light suddenly did not break the golden light, but the sword light changed again, and the wisps of sword light turned into cracks one after another, and there was a golden snake drilling out of each crack, and among the cracks in the sky, countless golden snakes drilled out of it, gnawing on the monk's body light.

The monk's face became solemn in an instant. Because he felt like the snake was biting at his body.

This is a kind of mantra that the golden elephant himself realized, called the golden snake mantra.

It is extremely weird, it can gnaw on the body, and it gnaws at the soul, like a demon in the heart, and it never dies.