"If you are a good man, you are gifted and your bones are amazing, and you are destined for my Buddha!"

Cihang Pudu held a nine-ring tin staff in his hand, the Buddha's light hung behind his head, and his face was full of kindness but only the palm of his hand touched the door of the Shenhui real person. With a press of luck, the golden light in his hand was injected into the body of Shenhui Zhenren, and Shenhui Zhenren, who was kneeling in the clouds, let out a miserable scream when he landed, and was digested invisibly.

"Senior Brother Shenhui!"

Jiandu Zhenren and the others were angry, but they couldn't move their hands and feet, and they all sat on the ground and silently transported Zhenyuan to protect themselves from being hooked by the more and more ridiculous life-seeking Sanskrit sound, and repeating in the footsteps of Shenhui Zhenren. Only tears flowed from the corners of Dadong Zhenjun's eyes, and he pulled out a fairy sword from his sleeve and was about to rush towards Cihang Pudu.

Cihang Pudu is thinking in his heart whether to stew or braise Xuankong, or it is also the best material for boiling the Ten Perfections Tonic Soup.

Hehe, the old man's cauldron has been prepared, and the little Taoist priest is invited to take care of himself.

Knowing that he was never the opponent of Cihang Pudu and the King of the Giant Eagle Ming, just in order to fulfill the righteousness of his brothers, Dadong Zhenjun had already sprouted a will to die. I plan to have a vigorous fight with these two Buddhist disciples, even if I die in battle, it will not be in vain to have a friendship with the twelve true monarchs of the Pure Ming Dao.

He made a sudden move, and the rest of the True Monarchs all jumped up from the clouds, desperately taking out their respective magic weapons to guard the Great Cave True Monarch.

"My life is on hold!" Xuankong's mind was empty, and for a while, time and space were staggered, and he couldn't distinguish reality.

It seems that he has returned to the days when he was fighting on the ** in his previous life, and he was fighting with a group of good brothers for turf. He didn't know where the strength came from, he recited the mantra in his mouth, and his two hands were like windmills, hitting thousands of palm thunders, and he also rubbed his body and pounced on it and struck at Cihang Pudu.

Knowing that he is invincible, he still has the courage of a bright sword!

Cihang Pudu was also taken by the momentum of the true monarchs, and couldn't help but take a step back, and was being hit by the thunder in the palm of the Xuankong palm. Dadong Zhenjun's hair was scattered, and he watched Cihang Pudu's entourage and the giant eagle Ming King disappear from his eyes:

"Good monk, where did he go?"

Xuankong Zhenyuan was not supported, and followed behind and said "be careful", but saw that where the clouds and mist dispersed, a golden Buddha statue was sitting with his hands folded above Dadong Zhenjun and others, but the wide-faced and big-eared Buddha was the present life of the Buddha, and many treasures were like the dust.

"Hey, what are you!" Zhengte Zhenren shouted in disbelief when he saw this.

The golden Dharma Xiang spoke in the air: "I am the Southern Infinite Elysium, and if the West Heaven is here, what kind of demon dao do you dare to blaspheme my Buddha?"

"Good monk, even the Western Heaven Shakya Rulai dares to pretend?" Of course, Dadong Zhenjun didn't believe that Cihang Pudu was the incarnation of Rulai, but what he didn't expect was that the protector of the Great Song Kingdom even dared to pretend to be the Buddha, and this battle was impossible to fight.

"The world doesn't distinguish between black and white, if you are really here, why don't you take refuge quickly?"

"It's strange to believe in you!" Qianhui Zhenren, Hong Shi Zhenren, and Weidao Zhenren stepped on the three talents of heaven, earth and man, and violently launched a true fire towards the golden Buddha Dharma body. The Golden Buddha closed his palms and used the golden light to beat the real fire back to its original path.

The three true monarchs only felt an overwhelming force in their hands, fierce and unstoppable, not only did the other brothers around them have no time to come to the rescue, but even they themselves couldn't dodge, "whew", they were burned by the flames on their bodies, turning into black smoke.

"Senior brother, hateful!" Dadong Zhenjun gritted his teeth, but shouted angrily: "Who let you make a move, I am the senior brother of the Pure Ming Dao, I now order all the disciples to retreat!"

The other True Monarchs were secretly shocked when they saw that the Golden Buddha was powerful, but they were unwilling to think that four senior brothers had been buried under the hands of this Golden Buddha. Xuankong refused to leave, but just glared at the Golden Buddha with angry eyes, thinking: "This Cihang Pudu said that I heard his secret, and it had nothing to do with the True Monarch of the Pure Ming Dao, but it was because I had affected these seniors. ”

He secretly lucked his true strength, but he only felt that the thief in his body was empty, and he couldn't raise a trace of strength.

Dadong Zhenjun pinched his hand on the Xuankong pipa bone, threw it to several junior disciples behind him, turned around and sneered: "What kind of strength are you junior, you are not the opponent of this monk now, are you not the opponent of this monk for the rest of your life?"

"Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood!"

Xuankong knew that Dadong Zhenjun wanted to protect himself, and he was unwilling in his heart, so he struggled twice and finally lowered his head. In vain, he came to this world to cultivate for more than ten years, and he thought that there were few opponents in the world, and he couldn't imagine that just a centipede spirit who was not ranked in the previous life could easily take his surname.

I couldn't help but be annoyed and feel a wave of discouragement. didn't dare to look at Dadong Zhenjun anymore, but just let the real person of the prison run away with him.

Dadong Zhenjun drew his sword in his hand, and he wanted to be the enemy of the Golden Dharma, but the mind of the Golden Dharma was completely on Xuankong. How can you be willing to let your dishes disappear, and the Golden Dharma Prime Minister, bypassing the Great Cave True Monarch, will chase after the Cloud Road where the True Monarchs of the Pure Ming Dao have retreated.

Knowing that Jin Dharma was going to hunt down and kill, the surnames of his juniors and disciples could not be guaranteed.

Dadong Zhenjun laughed with a long smile: "I, Wu Meng, am going to fight for my life today!" He flew in front of the Golden Buddha Dharma, and transported the Taiqing sword qi to the Golden Buddha Dharma, this Taiqing sword qi is passed down by Lao Tzu Sage, and in later generations, the Baimei Daoist is relying on this Taiqing sword qi to create the famous Shushan Sword School.

It can be seen from this that Taiqing sword qi is not easy to with?

The Golden Buddha Dharma was blocked by the Dadong Zhenjun, and he couldn't catch up with Xuankong again, so he shouted "It's a pity!" in his heart, and threw all his anger on the Dadong Zhenjun. Dadong Zhenjun Imperial Sword turned into ten thousand ways, pointed at the Golden Buddha and scolded: "Good monk, don't pretend in front of me, if you continue to pretend to be like you, I'm afraid even you yourself will think that the old Buddha is coming!"

The duck that came to the hand, cooked and flew away, Cihang Pudu's eyes were full of anger, and he took the golden Buddha and stood in front of the Dadong Zhenjun and said: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground!"

This time, the life-seeking Sanskrit sound is aimed at Dadong Zhenjun alone, and it is purely a competition of mana between the two. The cultivation time of Dadong Zhenjun is not as long as Cihang Pudu, and Zhenyuan is not as strong as Cihang Pudu, and he only feels dizzy at the moment, and the immortal sword that has been connected with his soul is as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he can hardly hold it.

"Spell!" "Dadong Zhenjun hung down the tip of his sword and hummed with his pestle on the clouds.

He insisted on not moving, but Cihang Pudu was smiling and walking towards Dadong Zhenjun step by step. With every step, the Buddha's light on his body became stronger, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at the forehead of Dadong Zhenjun, Cihang Pudu wanted to kill the immortals again.

At this moment, a clear qi shot out from thirty-three days away, blocking Cihang Pudu's hands.

The whole body of the Great Cave True Monarch was covered by the clear qi, and when he raised his eyes again, the Great Cave True Monarch had disappeared without a trace. Seeing this, Cihang Pudu was startled, and then he knew that there was a day outside the sky that he had angered the big man in the Taiqing sky. He didn't dare to go against the saint, so he hurriedly turned into a golden light and hurriedly fled to Bianjing City.

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