Yin Jiao was furious, his arms shook, he flew up from the mount, shook his shoulders, and five divine lights lit up behind him, several feet high, and he turned around, like a peacock opening the screen, and went towards the golden snake.

Jin Zha sneered, raised his hand to support the sky, the canopy above Mu Zha's head was connected, flew to the top of his head, hung down the golden light, blocked the five divine lights that flew in, and burst into ten thousand colored lights, he raised his hand to thunder, a thunder sounded in the air, and suddenly scattered the divine light in the sky, revealing the five divine swords inside, pinching the demon handprint, a big golden hand in the air flew up, and with a copy of it, he was going to grab the five swords!

Yin Jiao sneered: "It's really impossible to take such a poor thing!" As soon as the magic trick in his hand changed, the five divine swords shook slightly, and a shocking sword groan was drawn, and the giant hand was smashed in an instant.

Failed to catch the five fairy swords in one fell swoop, Jin Zha was not disappointed, he shouted, his hands moved, his ten fingers were full of golden light, and with a wave of both hands, hundreds of golden rainbows flew out, like the minds of dragons, flying up and down.

The golden light flew in, Yin Jiao was not afraid, pinched the divine wind seal in his hand, stepped on the bucket under his feet, took a breath of wind from himself, and blew out a samadhi divine wind.

The difference between this magic power and that used by ordinary monks is that it is passed down by Zhao Gongming himself, as soon as the divine wind comes out, the color of the heavens and the earth immediately changes, and the flat ground flies up all over the sky.

Jin Zha was broken Dao Technique, his face was a little unbearable, his hands were folded, he pinched each other, and a golden divine fire flew out from his palm, this fire was different from ordinary flames, like a puddle of golden liquid, like a slowly flowing golden water, spreading to the suburbs of Yin.

Yin Jiao recognized that this was an extremely powerful Polo Divine Flame in Buddhism, and he was secretly surprised in his heart, this Polo Divine Flame was the top supernatural power in Buddhism, and few people under the Da Luo Golden Immortal refined it. But I don't want to be used by Jin Zha today.

Although he was surprised in his heart, he didn't mess up his hands, holding up the parasol of the sea and clouds, gathering a cold cloud, the Polo Divine Flame hit it, making a crackling sound, and under the elimination of water and fire, the Polo Divine Flame was a rootless duckweed after all, and it was consumed in a short time.

The Polo Divine Flame was broken by Yin Jiao, and Jin Zha finally changed color. Yin Jiao saw it clearly not far away, and hurriedly turned the umbrella, and thousands of white ice balls the size of beans flew out from the umbrella, flying in front of Yin Jiao, covering layer by layer.

Immediately they erupted, crackling and crackling. It was as if 10,000 tons of explosives had exploded together. When he landed, he blew up Jinzha, and even the golden light canopy of the protective body was completely shattered.

Yin Jiao was unforgiving, stretched out his hand, and the five divine swords of Fang Cai bloomed again, lined up in a row and slashed towards Jinzha,

Jin Zha hurriedly played a magic weapon in a hurry. It was three circles connected together, and the swords of the air struck each other, and a jingling sound was made, and two swords were knocked out of the air when they landed. The remaining three divine swords were still slashed.

Jin Zha was so shocked that he wanted to vomit blood, and with a pinch of his hands, he shot out countless Yuqing Divine Thunder and Silent Divine Thunder, but he was all twisted away by the sword light, gritted his teeth violently, and slapped the top of his head, a walnut-sized relic rose and hung down the Dao Relic Yuanguang.

The three divine swords came like electricity, and the three swords crossed, crushing the relics layer by layer, with a soft click, and when the two divine swords were exhausted, they finally twisted the relics into gold dust.

This relic is the double cultivation of Jin Zha's life, just like the three flowers on the top of the Xuanmen monk, at this time it was destroyed by Yin Jiao, Jin Zha immediately screamed and vomited blood, and at this time there was still a divine sword to continue to cut down.

Jin Zha, who was already seriously injured, could block it, but he could only watch the sword fly and cut himself into a catastrophe, and he still had time to scream miserably, and then he was so angry that only one true spirit flew towards the Fengshen platform.

Mu Zha, who had just recovered from a few injuries, was stunned, and he sobbed and shouted, "No!

Killing Jin Zha, Yin Jiao's eyes were murderous, and he turned to look at Mu Zha: "Mu Zha, you don't have to be sad, Poor Dao will send you to the list to meet your brother immediately!"

Mu Zha was already seriously injured, and at this time, his mana was difficult to function, so he had to watch the wind blade fly in, with a terrifying wind, to cut him into meat sauce, and his heart suddenly felt a burst of despair.

Just when Muzha was full of despair, and Yin Jiao even had a smile of victory on the corner of his mouth, a voice full of compassion sounded: "Amitabha, Nam Wu, Drink Raktana, Doraya Nam, Agaya, Braruja, Shuo Bo Raya, Bodhisattva Bha, Mahasa Bha, Kalu Nigya Om, Sa Ga Nam, Sigi Li, Imona Ajaya Bharugitti, Murosha Raksa Ladva."

With the solemn Sanskrit singing, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed, and a treasure bottle as white as jade fell from the sky, and did not make any sound, swaying slightly, and the wind blade in the sky was taken away by the treasure bottle like smoke returning to the nest.

Yin Jiao's complexion changed, he turned around and looked into the air, only to see a Bodhisattva stepping on a lotus flower falling from the sky, wearing a white gauze robe, and after the treasure bottle of Fang Cai took away the wind blade, he flew back into his hand, and his hair was raised high on the top, his eyes were compassionate, and his face was full of compassion.

When Mu Zha saw the visitor, he was immediately surprised: "Teacher!" The person who came was Guanyin Bodhisattva, one of the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism, who had been ordered by Sakyamuni Buddhism to help Zhang Yi guard the city.

Yin Jiao saw Guanyin coming in person, he couldn't help but change his complexion, he was just about to speak, but saw that the Venerable Guanyin on the opposite side didn't say much to him at all, stretched out a Buddha palm, aimed at him and pressed down,

A huge golden Buddha palm appeared out of thin air, towards Yin Jiao, the huge pressure made Yin Jiao even breathe quite difficult, the same blow to the King Kong Demon Palm, Guanyin Bodhisattva and Jin Zha, can be described as a world of difference, the difference in power is more than 10,000 times.

"Hmph, Cihang, you are still so shameless, and you actually used a quasi-saint to intercept a junior in my sect!"

Saw

A treasure flag hangs above his head, there is still a saint preaching, the image of ten thousand immortals worshipping, faintly, there is the sound of the avenue, from the treasure flag hanging down countless white lotus, he is surrounded by a group, the demon giant hand blocked.

Wen Zhong jumped down from the city wall, picked up an auspicious cloud, came to Yin Hong, and confronted Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Amitabha!" Guanyin Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and made a joke: "Hearing the Taoist, it's a joke!"

Wen Zhong didn't return the courtesy, and looked at him coldly: "Cihang, you dare to come!

Guanyin Bodhisattva said lightly: "Hearing the Taoist friends, now only the Buddha Gate is at ease, and there is no exposition of the teachings of Cihang, Taoist friends don't want to call it wrong, Taoist friends have no reason to offend my Xiniu Hezhou boundary, although the poor monk is not talented, but he also has to block it! ”

Wen Zhong raised his hand to sacrifice the thunder god whip, and hit the giant hand in the air, on which the Zixiao divine thunder attacked, and the giant hand was scattered in just one moment, then he turned to look at Guanyin, and said proudly: "If you want to hit the god whip, you can try!"

Venerable Guanyin smiled and said: "Brother Wendao, since this is the case, don't blame the poor monk for being rude!" pulled out the willow branch in the pure glass bottle, held the bottle with one hand, held it high above his head, the mouth of the bottle was facing down, and the bottom was facing up, and he shouted: "Close!"

Venerable Guanyin has experienced a battle of the gods, and knows that even if he shoots Wen Zhong to death, there will be an immortal who intercepts the sect and comes out of the mountain to save him, so he simply wants to use the characteristics of the glass net bottle to put Wen Zhong into the bottle and turn it into blood water.

Wen Zhong stood on the clouds, and felt a huge suction force coming, making him involuntarily walk forward, he gritted his teeth, and when his body passed by Yin Jiao's side, he slapped Yin Jiao backwards with a palm, but he took the opportunity to sacrifice the smallpox magic pendant flag, and resisted the suction of the pure glass bottle.

"Hmph! The poor monk wants to see how long you can last!" Guanyin Bodhisattva said coldly, he was afraid that after a long time, the magic would change, and the suction power would suddenly more than double as much, even if Wen Zhong gritted his teeth and sacrificed the smallpox magic pendant flag, it was inevitable that his body would move towards the other party.

Su Daji and the others, who were not far away, saw that they were not good, and hurriedly flew out together, Cao Xuechen shouted: "Don't hurt my senior brother!" raised his hand to sacrifice the bright moon treasure mirror, and shone forward, shooting out thousands of cold lights towards Guanyin.

Guanyin sneered disdainfully: "The pearl of rice grains also shines!" The pure willow branch was brushed casually, and the cold air in the sky immediately disappeared.

When Daji saw that it was not good, he hurriedly sacrificed Qianyuan Ruyi, and looked at Guanyin Bodhisattva to hit him, Guanyin just sneered: "It's all children's things!"

Stretching out his hand and pointing, Qianyuan Ruyi wailed and fell to the ground with a glorious sound, he was just about to mock a few words, when suddenly a bad wind flew behind his head,

He secretly said that it was not good, he didn't care about using the treasure bottle to collect Wen Zhong anymore, and hit the Yuqing Divine Thunder behind him with a backhand, but he was still slow for a moment, only to see hundreds of millimeters of light flashing, and when he landed, his hair bun was twisted, and his hair was full of green silk hanging down his shoulders, which was quite embarrassing.

It turned out that Fang Cai Daji sacrificed Qianyuan Ruyi to be fake, and secretly sent out 36,000 Heavenly Compassion Divine Needles, which were the spoils collected by Sanxiao during the Lich War, and were refined by ancient demons, and their power was not inferior to the ordinary innate spirit treasure.

Guanyin Bodhisattva was ruined by someone's makeup, his face was blue and purple, and he was about to scream angrily, but he heard a hearty laugh: "Haha, ah! This is the girl of that family, and her makeup has been ruined!"

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked behind him with cold eyes, only to see an auspicious cloud flying from the sky, and there were four men and one woman sitting on the top of it, five Taoists, the leader holding the dragon and tiger Ruyi, it was the Golden Spirit Mother of the Sect, and the other four people were no strangers to him, namely the Golden Light Fairy, the Spirit Tooth Fairy, the Bearded Immortal, and the Wuyun Immortal.

Our Lady of Jin Ling fell into the clouds, and then she pretended to be surprised and said: "It turns out that it is not a girl, it is a Cihang Taoist from Buddhism!" (To be continued.) )