Jiayou's Fun

The cuckoo's cry of blood is sad and beautiful, but it has no use as a bird.

The third burial monk had just cried out in grief and indignation when Lu Qian appeared beside him, silently, invisible and without a trace. The third burial monk was not even aware of how Lu Qian appeared beside him.

Almost at the same time that Lu Qian appeared next to Monk Three Burials, the Tianlong Zen Staff in his hand had already whipped up an evil wind, and smashed it down towards Monk Three Burials' head and face. Just like the previous stick, the distance between the Zen stick and the Sanzong monk was compressed to the extreme, and the speed of swinging this stick was extremely fast. Therefore... the 'time-consuming' time for the Zen stick to fall on the Sanzong monk, Almost negligible.

There is a faint secret of time surging in the body of the three-buried monk.

Time... time... yes, it is time... Monk Sanzong himself has understood the avenue of time, or he has some extremely powerful secret treasure with the attribute of time. Only time, with the combined power of space and speed, can the three-burial monk survive!

The speed at which the Zen staff fell did not change, and the spatial distance between the Zen staff and Monk Three Burials did not change, but the time it took was magically lengthened... Of course, Monk Three Burials failed to condense the Time Dao Fruit, and the Time Dao he mastered Yun, facing two condensed Dao Dao Fruits, the time he can delay is extremely limited.

Probably, it's one ten thousandth of an instant.

For a being like Monk Three Burials, such a short time is enough for him to react and do many things!

'Choke, choke, choke', three fire dragon wheels spewing flames rotated rapidly, flying out of the sleeves of the monk San Burial as fast as lightning, taking three dark tracks straight to Lu's head, throat and heart. The key points are coming. The temperature of these three Fire Dragon Treasure Wheels was so high that the void was faintly burned to the point of melting. As the three Fire Dragon Treasure Wheels flew by, they left three extremely clear black tracks in the air.

Bai Zun, on the other hand, was silent. Taking advantage of Lu Qian's opportunity to attack Monk San Zun, he covered himself up like a ghost, opened his arms, and hugged Lu Qian from behind. Inside Bai Zun's body, in the blood-colored wedding dress, countless distorted faces could be seen looming, and countless beautiful women's faces were laughing and silently issuing the most vicious curses towards Lu Qian.

If Bai Zun in his current form were to hold him upright, God knows what would happen to him?

Lu Qian's body remained motionless. The three Fire Dragon Treasure Wheels suddenly disappeared before they even got close to him. The next moment, they appeared directly from behind him... The blazing Fire Dragon Treasure Wheel almost appeared directly in front of Bai Zun, with a 'Pfft' sound. , struck Bai Zun squarely on the face.

Bai Zun's stunning face was split open with three deep cracks. The three fire dragon wheels, the most precious Buddhist treasure for subduing demons, spewed out flames and splashed Buddha's light. They were like three pots of blazing molten iron poured into the snow cave, burning white. The blood surged in Zun's head, and infinite resentment shot up thousands of feet high. The pain was so painful that Zun Bai couldn't help but let out a shrill wail.

The Tianlong Zen staff continued to wave down.

In front of the Zen staff, circles of turbid time ripples appeared. Monk Sanzong tried his best to drive the rhythm of time, greatly extending the flow of time around him - he was like a hard-working, poor female spider, madly spitting out spider silk and weaving spider webs, trying to trap a crazy intruder. Tyrannosaurus caught in a big net!

The spider webs were torn apart one by one, and the internal organs of the silk-spinning female spider were almost torn out!

Finally, the Third Burial Monk spurted out another mouthful of blood. A flash of light surged from his sleeve, and a white bone Buddha palm flew out. With a loud thunderclap, a golden lotus Buddha seal spurted out from the palm of the white bone Buddha palm. , an extremely heavy palm struck the Tianlong Zen Staff squarely.

With Lu Qian's current strength, he was actually shaken unsteadily by the palm of the white-bone Buddha palm. He staggered, whirled, and retreated hundreds of steps backwards in embarrassment.

The white-bone Buddha palm let out a mournful scream, and began to crack from the fingertips to the wrist. Finally, with a harsh cracking sound, the entire Buddha palm exploded into a ball of glazed Buddha light, and a dark golden bone spewed out from it. The dragon, accompanied by the earth-shattering roar of the dragon, burrowed into the heart of the three-buried monk.

The Third Burial Monk's body spurted out dark golden Buddha light. His energy and blood fluctuated like a volcano erupting, soaring rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye... His energy and blood expanded so violently that the void around him was rushed out. Circles of tiny wrinkles.

Lu Qian looked at the Third Burial Monk with a distorted face and a look of sorrow and despair in shock.

This seems to be some kind of strange enlightenment and great supernatural power. The palm of the white-bone Buddha contained part of the cultivation of a certain Buddhist power. The monk of the third burial did not use it, but kept it close to his body. Until today, after being shattered by Lu Qian's staff, the trace of spirituality remaining in the palm of the Buddha made the final decision and poured all his cultivation into the monk of the third burial, greatly improving his golden body strength!

"It's just that you use Buddhist magical powers to do sneaky things... Monk Three Burials, are you worthy of the Buddhist sage who left this Buddha palm?" Lu Qian widened his eyes, glared at Monk Three Burials, and quickly put himself on the moral line. On the high ground.

Behind him, Bai Zun, who was battered by three fire dragon treasure wheels, panted and cursed as he pulled off the three treasure wheels embedded in his cheeks. The flames of the Baolun spurted out, making her palms creak. She held the Baolun in her hand without taking it seriously. The three deep wounds on her face healed completely in just one breath, leaving no trace.

"Who is being sneaky? Am I being sneaky?" Bai Zun raised his head proudly and winked at Lu Qian: "Where am I? Am I being sneaky? Little monk? Hee!"

Bai Zun's whole body released traces of red smoke, like countless graceful lovers' arms, slowly, slowly, extremely gentle, extremely lingering, but with a biting murderous intention, like a poisonous sword piercing the heart of a lover, Bit by bit, it enveloped Lu Qian's whole body.

These seemingly soft and slow smoke clouds have no attributes of time and space, and no concept of speed. But as soon as they grew, they came directly to Lu Qian's side, stuck to his skin, and followed the pores all over his body. It wanted to invade his body, penetrate his internal organs, corrode his flesh and bone marrow, and pollute and assimilate his brain, even his mind and soul.

Lu Qian was shocked.

This smoke cloud is actually so weird.

There was no speed, no space, and no time. They ejected from Bai Zun's body and went directly to his side, entered his body, and even directly invaded his mind. It's as if these things already exist in his body!

This is 'evil', or in other words, this is 'sin'. This is the most bizarre power between heaven and earth. It is the 'result' of all causes and the 'source' of all sins. Lu Qian has not realized it. He is not a real person. The Buddha did not achieve the true purity of the six roots, the true severing of cause and effect, and the severing of all sinful involvements.

And Bai Zun's power is through these imperfections in Lu Qian's body, through these sinful causes, through these originating evils, treating them as the tiniest causal seeds and detonating them directly.

Therefore, power arises from the body, and the destructive power directly attacks the deepest part of Lu Qian's body and soul!

"Well, the avenue of cause and effect? ​​That's right. Only this way can..." Lu Qian snorted, and to give Bai Zun face, he sprayed out a little bit of blood.

In his mind, there were hundreds of Buddhist secrets from the Landa Holy Land. During the battle for the destruction of the Holy Land, they were captured by Taiyangtian and the major heavenly clans under Taiyangtian. Since they were of no use, they were simply shelved. The secret treasures of Buddhism that had been hidden in the secret vault for countless years were all shocked!

That feeling...

How miserable!

It feels like a group of people who have been trapped in a sky prison for countless years. They have nothing to do every day. They only know how to dull their heads and stare at the wall. They occasionally exercise their bodies and train their arms to be as thick as an ordinary person's waist. They love killing most in their lives. The reckless man who set the fire was so fierce that a beautiful little girl with a sweet smile jumped happily and took the initiative to escape into the cage where they were imprisoned!

'Alas'!

Attack in groups!

Lu Qian's mind was suddenly dyed with countless rays of Buddha's light in various shapes and colors. Non-Tian Bai Zun is really an anomaly in the world, a being that is neither human, nor ghost, nor demon, nor demon, nor anything else... Ordinary supernatural powers and techniques really have no killing power against her.

Only one, her origin comes from the secret method of Buddhism comprehended by the monk San Buri.

Although she is a bit evil, her roots come from Buddhism. This is an irrefutable fact... Unless she can become more powerful than she is in front of her, or she can be more treacherous, unless Bai Zun can 'reverse the Three Burial Monk' , transcending the grasp and control of the Three Burial Monks, she could wash away the slightest trace of Buddhism in her feet!

Otherwise, this is her only weakness that cannot be erased.

She took the initiative to attack Lu Qian and crashed into Lu Qian's body and mind. Then, she was beaten by hundreds of Buddhist treasures!

A muffled groan.

Bai Zun, whose three cracks on his face had just healed, felt as if his body had been hit hard by thousands of heavy hammers in an instant. From his fingers to his shoulders, from his toes to his thighs, from his forehead to his tailbone, bones were constantly cracking in his body. , The body is uneven everywhere, twisted and collapsed to the extreme.

Amidst the miserable howl, Bai Zun sprayed thick blood smoke all over his body. She glanced at Lucina in shock, shook her body, and turned around to leave.

But even though she was walking fast, she suddenly realized that she had run as hard as she could and ran directly in front of Lu Qian - she dared to swear on the life of her 'creator', the three-burial monk, that she was indeed heading towards him just now. She ran away from Lu Qian. Why did she run in front of Lu Qian when she turned around?

Lu Qian swung the Tianlong Zen staff and hit Bai Zun with one blow.

Bai Zun howled miserably, dragging a long line of blood smoke and being blasted away. Then, he flew directly in front of Lu Qian. It happened to be the most convenient angle for Lu Qian to take action and exert force, so he struck out with another stick.

With a snap of his fingers, Lu Qian blasted out thirty-six thousand sticks.

Each stick hit Bai Zun firmly. Logically speaking, each stick could send Bai Zun flying tens of millions of miles away... But every time Bai Zun flew out at high speed, he reappeared in front of Lu Qian like a god. , and his body maintained the most perfect posture for being beaten, and he couldn't wait to receive Lu Qian's next heavy blow!

Space Avenue is such a... rogue!

For Bai Zun who was beaten, this was helplessness!

Very helpless!

Helpless and almost desperate!

She used dozens of Buddhist escape techniques that the Third Burial Monk was proficient in, and even used the various evil and heretic escape techniques, secret techniques, supernatural powers, and demonic techniques that the Third Burial Monk had learned from those demons and monsters in his previous life. Wait... She used various media to escape from Lu Qian's control. She even broke thousands of various secret treasures she had collected over the years, hoping to use the power of the secret treasures to escape from Lu Qian's control. , to escape from such an embarrassing yet fatal situation.

But no matter what method she used each time and how far she escaped, her escape methods or other magical powers were nothing more than 'teleportation', 'flying', etc., they were nothing more than ' Work hard on space and speed... Facing emperor-level beings like Lu Qian who control space and speed, these small tricks are undoubtedly a trick.

On several occasions, Bai Zun did not hesitate to vomit blood, gritted his teeth and burned most of the 'blood essence' in his body in one breath, and forcibly escaped a long distance of hundreds of heavens. But before she had time to raise her head to see clearly where she had escaped, the space around her swayed slightly, and she returned to Lu Qian's side, and her body was helplessly twisted into an extremely rounded posture, intimately welcoming the next heavy blow. !

In this way, the heavy blow of thirty-six thousand sticks means that Bai Zun is not a serious life form at all, and she was also beaten completely out of shape... If it were anyone else, even an emperor-level existence like the Lord of the Book of Heaven, After such a violent beating, she was already shattered to pieces... Fortunately, Bai Zun still maintained extremely strong vitality. She even had the strength to scream and curse, and even cried out to the Third Burial Monk for help: "Go up. Master, Master, what should I do?"

The three buried monks were also screaming loudly.

The energy and blood in his body surged like a dragon, the corners of his eyes burst, and two lines of blood and tears rolled down.

He looked at Lu Qian like a heir. If it weren't for the fact that there was no hair on his head, Lu Qian doubted that his hair would really stand up straight and lift up a mountain!

"Why! Why!! Why!!!" The Sanzong monk was roaring: "You ruined the last thought that Grandmaster Uncle left for me!"

Lu Qian struck hard and sent the bloody Bai Zun flying far away.

Bai Zun flew through the void with a harsh sound. She was like a naughty photon, and there were even more naughty children who randomly placed mirrors in the void. This photon was between the mirrors. The "boom, boom, boom" kept rebounding at an extremely fast speed, but it still couldn't get away from Xu Fangyuan beside Lu Qian!

This is even more embarrassing!

Bai Zun screamed in anger, and her anger was almost hysterical. That is to say, she will not be able to find a way to deal with Lu Qian for a while, otherwise she will risk everything and die with Lu Qian!

Lu Qian ignored Bai Zun who was trapped in the maze of spatial reflections. He looked at the furious man with a smile. The energy and blood in his body surged like the sea. Giant dragons of energy and blood rushed straight up tens of thousands of miles high, shaking the void above his head and making a large arc. The three-buried monk in the shape of ripples.

"What Master said is wrong."

"I, a Buddhist disciple, pay attention to the purity of the six sense organs. What I pay attention to is...ahem, annihilation of emotions and nature? Ahem!" Lu Qian deliberately distorted Buddhist principles and deliberately provoked and angered the monk San Burial: "Master, you actually... Are you still thinking about it in your heart? It shows that your six roots are impure... Since your six roots are impure, you can keep a dead man's palm and a ray of spirituality left by a dead Buddha close to your body for countless years... Hey, hey , have you done other more outrageous, more dirty and obscene things?"

The third burial monk glared at Lu Qian.

Lu Qian smiled slowly and said: "For example, the widow Wang next door's bellyband disappeared. Is it related to a certain master of three burials? The neighbor's sixty-year-old unmarried girl suddenly became pregnant. Maybe she was also three years old. Master Burial came to consecrate it in person? Or..."

"enough!"

The third burial monk angrily yelled: "Shut up!"

"You are also a disciple of Buddhism. Aren't you afraid of making a mouthful?"

Lu Qian looked at the furious Third Burial Monk and shook his head gently: "I practice Buddhism, but I am by no means a true disciple of Buddhism... Therefore, although I once had the title of Buddhism when I was in Liangyi Heaven, I am not a true disciple of Buddhism..." I know that it is absolutely impossible for me to become a Buddha...the kind of true enlightenment, great liberation, true enlightenment, and thorough Buddhahood, I cannot do it, so I don’t have this extravagant hope!"

"Master, you...hehe, how many innocent lives have you accumulated in your hands? You can make countless living beings as sacrifices...you would actually get so angry and lose your temper just for a bone palm and a trace of residual spirituality...you This Buddhist disciple doesn’t seem to be very pure in taste, does he?” Lu Qian laughed and stabbed the scar on the heart of the Third Burial Monk!

The Third Burial monk gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Qian. He roared loudly, and a large piece of Buddha's light in his sleeves turned into golden clouds and poured out. A giant dragon coiled around him, and a strange-shaped Zen staff with a ferocious tiger's head spurted out from the golden clouds. His hands Holding the Zen staff tightly and shaking it hard, the four fist-sized gold rings hanging on the huge tiger fangs in the tiger's mouth on the head of the staff vibrated violently, colliding with each other, and making a deafening sound.

The third burial monk waved the dragon-wrapped tiger-head Zen staff, and a bright light struck Lu Qian.

The power of this staff was inexplicable, and the huge force it exerted made Lu Qiandu's face turn slightly pale. Inheriting a trace of the true meaning of Buddhism in the skeletal palm, and receiving part of the Buddhist power's cultivation, Monk Three Burials The power at this moment was truly to the point where even Lu Qian, who had now condensed half of the Power Dao Fruit, was amazed by it!

"What a powerful force!" Lu Qian praised, and then he struck out with a light stick.

The Zen staff in the hands of Monk San Buran was blasted forward with all his strength, but it was getting farther and farther away from Lu Qian. No matter how hard he tried, the Zen staff could not touch Lu Qian at all.

As for the stick that Lu Qian blasted out, the head of the stick suddenly sank into the void.

A huge meat ball suddenly bulged out from the chest of the Third Burial Monk... The Tianlong Zen Staff actually appeared directly inside his body, giving him a violent blow from the inside out!

The crackling sound of fractures was heard endlessly, and the Sanzong monk spurted a mouthful of old blood far away. The Zen staff in his hand finally exhausted its strength and stopped tremblingly at least three feet and six feet away from Lu Qian. He can no longer get even an inch closer!