The birth of the ancient master was very unexpected by everyone, and the Taoism in the middle stage of foundation building, looking at the Roman Kingdom, I am afraid that only King Jingling can compare!

"Hehe... I didn't expect this year's Buddha Fight to be so exciting. ”

"I don't know if the Kaya Temple, Bao Zen Buddhism, and the Esoteric family can have a way to deal with it. ”

"Hmph. ”

A heavy "hum" came from Moro's mouth.

"Next, let the old man ask Master Gu Lin for advice. ”

"Please. ”

With a flick of his clothes, Moro stepped onto the blue brick square.

Closing his eyes slightly, the dead lamp shook his head slightly.

"Senior brother, why don't you see the little brother who came with you yesterday?"

Looking at the two in the center of the square, they sighed slightly.

The fighting method was in full swing, and everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: "This is the realm of building a foundation and doing it, and it's really amazing." ”

The figures of the two in the field staggered and moved, and from time to time they fought together with magic weapons.

"From. ”

With a shout, Moro stepped on the magic weapon and soared into the air.

The sign of the foundation building realm is that the imperial weapon flies into the air, but Moro Dao is in the early stage of foundation building, and the true qi in his body cannot support him to fly into the sky for too long.

Gu Silent silently recited the incantation, followed by the foot pedal device.

The withered lamp glanced at it, and turned his head and said, "Senior Brother Moro has already revealed his defeat! Could it be that he really wants to open the Uba Tower to outsiders?"

He said with a solemn face: "No, the ninth layer of the Uba Tower is where the body of the ancestor is placed. ”

"Besides, you also know that Ubata has been able to have a strong aura only after laying down the spirit array. You and I have both been in once and know the benefits! Unfortunately, everyone only has one chance in their lifetime. ”

The dry lamp smiled bitterly: "Naturally." It's just that at that time, our potential stopped at the third layer, and the ancient silence... At most, it's the fourth layer. ”

"What about the fourth layer, if you go in to cultivate, you will get twice the result with half the effort, if you absorb one point, you will have one less point of spiritual energy, besides, the time there..."

At this time, there was a "bang" in the air.

Gu Lin and Moro's magic spells collided together.

Moro suddenly slammed in his chest, and blood spurted down from the air. The others also lost their strength support, were knocked to the ground, bumped a few times, and almost lost their footing.

"Anitabha, the master of the Moro country has given in. ”

Morro's face was extremely ugly, and he threw off his robe and forced himself down the stage.

Next, it was clear that the two of them competed with the dry lamp, but now it seems that it is meaningless.

The withered lamp lowered his head and whispered a few words to him, then got up and said, "King Jingling, as long as Master Gu Lin can win in the hands of the poor monk next, it will be considered a victory, what do you think?"

"Haha... Naturally, you can. ”

"Poor monks wait for work, if Master Gu Lin thinks that taking advantage of people's danger, he can also recover his vitality first. ”

Gu Lin sang the Buddha salute and said: "It is an honor to be able to fight with the two national teachers. ”

The two of them are relatively thin and small, but they are vigorous in the fight, and every move seems to have triggered the resonance of the aura between heaven and earth.

The withered lamp's ritual instrument was a string of Buddhist beads, which danced with the mantra in his mouth, changing endlessly. Gu Lone's gilded robe was as hard as steel.

The Buddha beads flashed with golden light, hitting the top of the robe, and on the surface, the withered lamp was attacking, and the ancient silence was guarding. In fact, the former is secretly sighing at the moment.

Every time the Buddha beads hit the robe, a force would be transmitted back, directly shocking his internal organs.

The magic weapon was invincible, and the withered lamp took a step, surging forward, changing the hand-to-hand battle.

The two seemingly thin old monks, their fists went back and forth, and with each step, the blue bricks and stones on the ground would crack.

"The Mantra. ”

Suddenly, the withered lamp spell pinched, and the Buddha beads split from his hands, shooting towards Gu Lin from all directions. It's just that the latter's robe seems to be invasive by water and soil, and everything is in the way. (To be continued.) )