Jiayou's Fun

Outside Nanyun Village, in the void.

On a quietly suspended black stone, there is a small thatched cottage courtyard.

The courtyard is not big, only ten feet square. There are two halls in the front and back. There is a small hall in the front, with smoke curling up, dedicated to the legendary "Landa Buddha". In a small hall at the back, there is no Buddha statue on the wall behind the altar, but a huge mural, which is a holy red lotus slowly blooming in the sea of ​​filthy blood and boundless evil ghosts.

On the lotus, a little Buddhist magic was performed.

The huge red lotus is like a living thing, constantly repeating the whole process of blooming, withering, bearing fruit, and growing and blooming again.

When the red lotus withered, countless evil ghosts in the sea of ​​blood showed sad and desperate faces at the same time. When the red lotus bloomed, the portraits of these evil ghosts all showed smiles, as if they had met the savior and were as happy as if they had met the savior.

In the small temple, there are only a few naive novice monks who can't read the scriptures at first glance, and they don't know what they are busy with. One moment he was sweeping the floor and waving the broom randomly, making the sky filled with dust; the next moment he was sprinkling water and smashing the bucket into a well; the next moment he ran to worship the Buddha in the front and rear small halls, but in the end he did not recite a few lines of serious scriptures and made offerings. The fragrant fruits were gnawed clean by them, as if they had been robbed by bandits.

In Nanyun Village, countless people were instantly wiped out into ashes and turned into blood-colored streams of light rising into the sky. Several young novice monks seemed to feel something and hurriedly rushed out of the small nameless temple, staring blankly thousands of miles away. Nanyun Village is suspended in the void and illuminated by three red suns.

"This, this...Senior Brother Minghai has encountered a strong enemy!" A young novice who looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old stamped his feet and screamed: "Hurry and report to the master, hey, this is Our Pudu Temple’s territory, who dares to come and cause trouble on our territory?”

Several young novice monks were born at the same time, and their skin and flesh quickly turned into thick blood, which instantly merged with the bones in their bodies. The originally white skeleton immediately became crystal clear like red crystal after being blended into the blood and water from the flesh and blood of the entire body.

Several bones on the spines of the young novices squirmed, and with a "clatter", they spread their blood-colored wings like night owls. Pieces of feathers condensed with blood flowed with light, and as soon as a few young monks stamped their feet, they turned into sharp blood light and shot up into the sky.

They were extremely skilled in moving and turning in the long river of rocks outside Nanyun Village. Their escape method was extremely fast, almost reaching the speed of three to four thousand miles in one thought. In just a dozen breaths, they had already escaped two to three hundred thousand miles. A torrent of large rocks appeared in front of them, and there were countless dangers such as poisonous fire, miasma, and chaotic magnetic fields.

A few rays of blood escaped into this chaotic river of rocks. After a few moves, a small star gate suddenly lit up in a whirlpool formed by the power of invisible magnetism. The three-foot-diameter star gate shone with a faint light, and several rays of blood rushed in and disappeared in an instant.

The star gate dimmed rapidly, and the originally round star gate split into thirty-six black stone formation bases with a 'click' sound. With the rotation of the metamagnetic force field, it merged into the surrounding rocks. The slightest trace of Taoist rhyme or inspiration was leaked.

Even if a powerful person with the power to reach the sky passes by, these stone formation bases with no spiritual charm and spiritual fluctuations will be exactly the same as the countless large and small stones in the nearby torrent of rocks, and there is no difference.

The blood light transformed by these young novice monks was like this. After spending a cup of tea, they passed through seven star gates arranged in extremely secret places and finally came to the huge one with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of miles. In front of the 'wooden planet' transformed into a giant tree.

Several rays of blood landed heavily on the ground, making a loud noise.

The blood flowed, and several young novices screamed in pain. The blood in the bones flowed out and transformed into flesh, blood, organs and other body tissues. It's just obvious that this strange flying escape technique that transforms into blood and light consumes a lot of these young novice monks. The young novice monks, who were originally tall and strong, have lost weight just after flying all the way. He was so skinny that he staggered when he walked.

On the huge branches, a large group of bald men wearing heavy armor and sitting cross-legged on the ground practicing opened their eyes at the same time and glanced at the few novice monks.

The bald men didn't say anything. The young monks took a few breaths and hurriedly saluted them with their hands together: "Uncles, may I ask..."

In a wooden hall, a soft and erratic voice came out quietly: "Hey, we just sent out a signal for the disciples who were outside to come back. Why did you come back so fast? Huh? Where is Minghai? You little thieves are back, Where are your senior brothers?"

The blood light flashed, and the tall monk who had sneaked into the iron gate and caused the fall of the Great Heavenly King Zhi Ben came out of the blood light.

He frowned and looked at the few novice monks, and said in a deep voice: "Where is Minghai? Didn't he say that these days, he has completed the homework he accumulated before, and his merits are perfect, and he has vacated enough in the hell of blood and fire. Can he 'pursu' another group of believers in his territory? Isn't he planning to officially attack the Xilan Village?"

Before the little novice could reply, the tall monk had already started laughing.

"Don't tell me that he failed to properly handle the affairs of Xilan Village, failed to control the sacred tree that was transformed into the divine seed in time, and allowed the woman in Xilan Village to pass the information about my Pudu Temple back to Heaven, right?"

A wisp of feminine Buddha power surged, blocking the breaths of several young novice monks and preventing them from speaking.

The tall monk continued to gloat and said with a smile: "Oh, actually, although the sacred tree transformed from the pioneering god seed has some wonderful uses, but with the group of believers from Nanyun Village rushing forward and the traitors from Xilan Village cooperating inside and outside, Just clean up the woman, Minghai just needs to wait for peace of mind to harvest."

"How can Minghai mess up such an easy and light thing?"

"Why!"

The tall monk wanted to continue to disparage the monk Minghai.

The soft and erratic voice had already come out from the wooden hall: "Okay, Mingxing, you said it lightly, just go and have a look? A few bald little thieves came back in such a hurry, haha, it can be seen that It’s not because of the signal I just sent out… I’m afraid you, Junior Brother Minghai, may be in trouble.”

Without waiting for Monk Mingxing to speak, the soft and erratic voice chuckled softly: "Perhaps it's the trouble you caused... Xilan Village is far from Tiemenguan, whether it's close or far... If If the Fifth Army Mansion is willing to go all out, it is possible that they will go directly to Xilan Village in such a short period of time."

"You go and see."

"If Minghai really collides with the revenge army of the Fifth Army Mansion... just rescue him and bring him back!"

"By the way, destroy all the passages in the star field with Xilan Village... Well, leave the passage in Yuanjiao. If they really want to chase you along the way back, then lead them there. It’s King Ping’s territory.”

"Ten years ago, King Ping's new concubine gave him a new blood descendant with excellent qualifications... Haha, King Ping has been showing off in front of us for ten years. It is only natural to give him a little fun. .”

"The blessings in this world are countless."

"His past years as Prince Ping have been smooth sailing. He has taken in so many new concubines and gained so many blood descendants... This blessing is too much to enjoy all at once. It is too much. We need to add some natural and man-made disasters to him to create a balance. one time."

Monk Mingxing's eyes suddenly lit up. He clasped his hands and saluted towards the wooden hall: "I will obey the Buddha's decree. Well, if Junior Brother Minghai has been trapped by the army of the Fifth Military Palace... I'm afraid, I don't have that. I can save him."

Blood light surged in the wooden hall.

Accompanied by countless sharp roars, strong blood light rose up and swirled like flames. The building was seven stories high, and each floor contained Buddhist treasures such as relics, diamond beads, sun and moon wheels, Qibao Ruyi, and Tridacna vase. The whole body was filled with light and flames, exuding overwhelming evil intent. The ten-foot-tall treasure pillar slowly flew out of the main hall.

"You can take this Pudu Treasure Pillar with you." The soft and erratic voice said softly: "I have placed my soul on you. With this imperial weapon-level treasure, unless a certain great emperor comes in person... ...If you still can’t save Ming Hai, you should first think about how to punish yourself when you come back!”

"Well, don't worry, don't worry!" The voice continued to murmur: "For the sake of a great heavenly king, it is natural for the Fifth Military Mansion to take revenge... But, it is only the death of a great heavenly king. , with the background of Heavenly Court, if one person dies and another one is promoted, this matter should not be too simple."

"So, at most two or three kings will lead the army, right?"

“Any more and it’s not cost-effective.”

"Our primitive star field is full of dangers, barren and empty. It costs a lot to send out a large army once. This expense is not small!"

"However, I hope they really have a great emperor coming... to give Prince Ping a surprise. Haha, I'm really looking forward to it!"

Monk Mingxing happily grabbed the blood flames all over his body. In the thick blood fire, countless twisted and ferocious faces loomed, and sharp roars and curses could be faintly heard. The moment Monk Mingxing's palm touched the treasure pillar, the aura on his body suddenly rose. Behind him, a terrifying-looking Buddha statue could be seen slowly rising in the blood flames. As he breathed, large black smoke spewed out from the seven orifices. Countless twisted ghosts can be seen flickering and disillusioned in the smoke.

"Follow me!" Monk Mingxing waved to the bald men sitting cross-legged on the tree branches.

A group of bald men suddenly stood up, and jumped into the air with great joy. They turned into fist-sized bloody relics and sank into the treasure building, like stars orbiting the sun, slowly surrounding the treasure building. Rotate around.

Thousands of bald men entered the treasure building. Monk Mingxing pointed at a few young novice monks. Wisps of blood spurted out from the treasure building and injected into the bodies of the young novice monks. The young monks let out low roars of joy, and their withered bodies expanded rapidly. They immediately returned to their peak condition, and even improved their cultivation.

Originally, the few novice monks only had nearly a thousand acupoints opened in their bodies.

As the blood light was injected into them, a low wail of the innocent souls emitted from their bodies, and more or less light spots within their bodies lit up one after another.

Monk Mingxing shook the treasure banner in his hand.

The treasure pillar turned into a cloud of blood, covering himself and several young novice monks. The blood cloud rolled up and turned into a bloody starlight in an instant. It shuttled through the void in an instant and disappeared without a trace.

The flying speed of this treasure building is more than a hundred times faster than that of a few young novices flying with all their strength?

The most amazing thing is that it arrives as soon as the thought arises, as fast as a stream of fire and lightning.

In the sky above Xilan Village, Monk Minghai roared loudly.

He made a desperate effort to harvest Nanyun Village, and tens of billions of undead souls turned into blood and swarmed in in an unreasonable, almost teleportation manner. They emerged from his sea of ​​​​blood and fire hell in the blink of an eye.

The huge sea of ​​blood was almost filled with these undead.

The overwhelming evil power filled the Blood Sea Fire Hell, and the pressure was so great that Monk Minghai couldn't breathe. He roared in a low voice, and the blazing volcano in the sea of ​​blood suddenly opened several huge cracks from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. A huge amount of flames surged out like thick plasma, detonating the entire sea of ​​​​blood in an instant.

"It's either you or me!" Monk Minghai roared loudly and rushed towards Lu Yituan.

Countless ghosts and evil forces surged around him, turning into blood thunders. The surface was constantly flashing with strange blood lotus patterns. It was silent, but full of evil power that hurt people's souls and the foundation of bad people.

Lu Qian concentrated on standing in the void.

The five uncles roared in unison, and the power of the five elements swept through the void. Under Lu Qian's mediation, the power of the five elements rotated, turning into a series of magnificent five-element divine thunder, full of majestic righteousness and aura, heading towards the sky like a heavy rain. Monk Minghai smashed it down.

The five elements are the foundation of heaven and earth.

In the human body, the five elements are also rotating, so that the five qi are harmonious and full of vitality.

Monk Minghai practiced evil methods, and the power of the five elements in his body was already out of balance. Relying on his powerful cultivation and the mysterious and strange Buddhist Dharma, Monk Minghai can still suppress and reconcile all the changes in his body.

Under the impact of the mighty, pure and masculine Five Elements Divine Thunder forcibly exerted by Lu Qian, the gloomy evil power on Monk Minghai's body shattered, and was washed away layer by layer. The Five Elements Divine Thunder directly blasted into his body, shaking his blood, shaking his five internal organs, and shaking his soul, just like the scorching sun shining on the snow, immediately causing Monk Minghai great pain.

Lu Qian continued to activate the Great Brahma's thunder sound, making loud noises.

Using the divine power of the Great Brahma's Thunder Sound, Lu Qian forcibly recited the salvation scriptures that purified the souls of the dead. In Monk Minghai's Blood Sea Hell, countless twisted and struggling souls heard the thunder and were illuminated by the golden light transformed from the salvation scriptures, and immediately Rising from the sticky and filthy sea of ​​blood, he immediately left the thorns, mountains of knives, and forest of swords on the volcano, and happily rushed towards the small five-element world temporarily constructed by Lu Qian and the five uncles.

The Yin Thunder of the Sea of ​​Blood condensed on Monk Minghai's body was blasted away by the Five Elements Divine Thunder.

Monk Minghai's strength is already at the peak level of a heavenly general, and he has probably practiced more than 90,000 acupoints. But Lu Qian had just gathered a hundred thousand points, and in terms of hard cultivation, Lu Qian simply crushed him by a small margin.

The Tianlong Zen Staff even collided with the evil big bell. The Tianlong Zen Staff roared and roared, scratching the big bell with bruises all over its body. From time to time, it would throw its tail and claws at Monk Minghai's body, causing his flesh and blood to fly everywhere. , shouting in pain again and again.

Suddenly, there was a loud dragon roar, and the Tianlong Zen Staff suddenly opened its mouth and swallowed the big bell in one gulp.

With a 'dong' sound, the connection between Monk Minghai and the big clock was suddenly interrupted.

Then, a bell rang in the belly of the Tianlong Zen Staff. It only rang seven or eight times, and then there was an earth-shattering loud noise. The dragon scales on the entire body of the Zen Staff lit up one after another, and then the silence returned.

The Tianlong Zen Staff circled Lu Qian several times in a lively manner, with traces of thick black smoke constantly spitting out from his nostrils, which were burned out of thin air by Lu Qian's roaring Dafan thunder sound, and was completely refined.

Before Monk Minghai could rush in front of Lu Yi, he was hit by a series of big moves from Lu Yi, causing blood to spurt out from all his orifices, and the vertical eye between his eyebrows almost flew out of his eye sockets. Along with the shrill roar, Monk Minghai's energy quickly weakened. In the bloody hell in his mind, there were millions of undead beings who were forcibly detached by Lu Qian at all times. After washing away the filthy evil energy on his body, Submerged into the void bit by bit.

Although the small world where Xilan Village is located is a barren and barren land compared to the Supreme Taichu Heaven, all the rules of the world seem to have their own rules. It is precisely because the sparrow is small but has all five internal organs.

These undead souls saved by Lu Qian quietly submerged themselves into the law of reincarnation in the small world of Xilan Village, and quietly integrated into the great avenue of heaven and earth, waiting for the next reincarnation.

As the undead souls in the Blood Sea Fire Prison were constantly being transcended and transformed, Monk Minghai was beaten to death even before a thunderbolt around him could be blasted out. He widened his eyes and looked at Lu Qian with great confusion: "Where did you come from? Why do you want to ruin my good deeds?"

"Did you know that my master is one of the three kings... the Buddha of Purity?"

The Tianlong Zen staff suddenly fell down and caught Monk Minghai in his mouth, biting him so hard that his bones made a cracking sound, making him unable to move at all. Lu Qian looked at Monk Minghai quietly, and the Five Elements Divine Thunder fell one after another, like peeling an onion, gradually removing his strength, eliminating his flesh and blood, and disintegrating his soul.

Monk Minghai was still shouting.

He kept saying the title of his master, 'Pudu Buddha'.

Lu Qian just ignored him and continued to act, crushing him bit by bit and purifying him bit by bit.

As a disciple of Buddhism, he has tampered with Buddhism into such evil heretic methods that are harmful to nature and principles.

According to his true feelings, Lu Qian is not a truly devout Buddhist disciple...but after all, he has been carrying the name of "Dharma Sea" and traveled around the world for so many years, and he has Buddhist elders such as Baoguang Merit Buddha and Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha. It is also very good for him... Although he has no 'piety' towards Buddhism, he has 'strong feelings'.

Seeing such evil-doing so-called 'Buddhist cultivators', Lu Qian only hated that his methods were not cruel enough.

What about the 'Pudu Buddha'... Lu Qian doesn't know him, and he doesn't know Lu Qian either... Haha.

Gradually, the blood sea and fire hell in Monk Minghai's mind has changed. The blood sea has almost dried up. The volcano has been extinguished. The ferocious Buddha statue on the top of the volcano has also turned into a dying mass of dim blood that may be extinguished at any time. The light floats feebly on the top of the mountain.

Monk Minghai's magic power has been completely refined, and his physical body has been refined to the point of being scorched, withered, and almost broken into slag.

Seeing the dying Monk Minghai, who was grasped by the Tianlong Zen Staff and could not move at all, with only his mouth open to murmur and curse, Lu Qian couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment: "That's it? No trump cards?"

"The little monk's Zen staff, that one bite just now, was a great tonic... You really don't have any powerful magic weapon on you, so you can give him a good tonic?"

Lu Qian looked at Monk Minghai quite disappointedly.

Monk Minghai was so angry that he vomited blood. The big bell that could emit strange sound waves was already a means of suppressing the bottom of the box in his hand. It was the real Buddhist treasure that flowed from the Landa Ancient Temple, the once supreme Buddhist holy place of Taichu Tian.

Although, after being refined by him using the 'Pudu Dharma', the function of this big bell has been distorted and its grade has been lowered, but it is still powerful and it is truly a good treasure.

Such a precious treasure was actually swallowed by a Zen staff?

Monk Minghai roared at Lu Qian at the top of his lungs: "You wait... Master, I will not let you go, absolutely..."

In the void, a tiny bit of blood flashed.

A cloud of blood wrapped around Monk Mingxing, carrying several young novice monks, and quietly came to the sky above Xilan Village. Monk Mingxing stepped on the blood cloud and appeared. He held a treasure banner with rising blood flames and looked down at Lu Qian and others.

His eyes swept over the dying monk Minghai. Monk Mingxing frowned and looked at Lu Qian. He held the treasure banner tightly with one hand and raised his hand on his chest. He saluted Lu Qian: "This senior brother..."

Lu Qian waved his hand and interrupted Monk Mingxing's words: "You want to save him? Stop talking nonsense and just do it! If you win, he will live; if you lose, you will all die!"

Lu Qian's straightforward words made Monk Mingxing feel inexplicably terrified.

His eyebrows suddenly opened, and wisps of blood spurted out, and he quickly looked in all directions. Wherever the blood light swept, strange ripples appeared in the void, and many fine dusts were impacted by the invisible force, making a crisp sound, and the fine dust was directly blasted to pieces by the invisible evil force.

In an instant, Monk Mingxing's Dharma Eyes looked over the entire Xilan Village.

Xilan Village is ordinary and plain, just like in the past, without any abnormality or any ambush.

Monk Mingxing was relieved.

He quickly looked at the Tianlong Chan Staff that was also clamping down on Monk Minghai. His pupils shrank and his face trembled slightly. He couldn't help but grinned and licked his lips vigorously. He couldn't hide the greed in his heart at all.

After practicing this so-called "Pudu Buddha Dharma", I was infected by the strongest negative emotions and influenced by all kinds of filthy emotions and six desires day and night. Monk Mingxing, Monk Minghai and others, all kinds of emotions are extremely strong, and all kinds of desires are extremely blazing... …They don’t hide, and can’t hide, any of their desires.

"The baby is good." Monk Mingxing smiled and nodded at Lu Qian: "Are you just stepping into Xingjun's cultivation? Well, when I kill you, your baby will be mine..."

Scanning the five uncles around Lu Qian, Monk Mingxing looked at Dahuang very emphatically: "Well, especially, this dog is not bad. He is fat and strong. Stew it with some five-spice powder, it will be good. eat."

Dahuang is usually the most honest person. After hearing Monk Mingxing’s words, he couldn’t help but raise the corners of his eyes, grinning and showing his fangs. His eyes were fixed on Monk Mingxing’s ankle bones, and he wanted to gnaw his ankles into pieces. Bone residue.

Lu Qian patted Dahuang's head and said with a smile: "Don't you have eyes? This is one, a soil unicorn!"

Monk Mingxing smiled and said: "He is a dog at heart!"

Lu Qian no longer dwells on this issue. Monk Mingxing is even more obsessed than Monk Minghai. His skin is fairer and his lips are redder than Monk Minghai. The little sun in Xilan Village shines on Monk Mingxing, and his skin There was a strange moisture in them, and it smelled like a dead body that had just been fished out of the water.

With such a demonic monk, wouldn't it lower your family's standards if you make noises with him?

Lu Qian took a deep breath.

The five uncles were shimmering with light, the Five Elements Avenue was surging, and the entire sky above Xilan Village was filled with five-color light. The energy of the Five Elements was flourishing between heaven and earth, and the strong power of the Five Elements was constantly being sucked into Lu Qian's mind.

The divine soul golden mill rotated rapidly, and in the silent flame flickering, these extremely obedient powers of the five elements were crushed by the golden mill, and quickly turned into transcendent power, filling in little by little. In the orifice.

Monk Minghai screamed: "Brother, don't give him time to regain his breath... He must have exhausted all his mana just now when he used a powerful magical power... Hey, while he is weak, beat him to death, beat him to death ...Revenge me!"

Monk Minghai wanted to cry, but with his body almost turned into bagasse, he couldn't even squeeze out the tears.

He could only scream at the top of his lungs: "He broke my law and destroyed my way... He destroyed my hell of blood sea and fire... I have worked hard for thousands of years to polish and forge the sea of ​​blood bit by bit. Hellfire, those carefully selected blood-sea evil spirits... were all destroyed by him!"

"There is also Nanyun Village. I managed to turn the entire Nanyun Village into my foundation, but it was also destroyed. Everything was destroyed!"

"Senior brother, you must capture him, I will cramp and skin him..."

Monk Minghai was hysterical and cursed Lu Qian with all the vicious words.

Monk Mingxing was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he watched with a smile as Monk Minghai cursed at the top of his voice, enjoying the incompetent whine of his junior brother like a defeated dog.

Only the few novice monks in Monk Minghai's courtyard seemed to have some real feelings for Monk Minghai.

Their lips moved and they murmured a few words in a low voice to Monk Mingxing.

Monk Mingxing glanced sideways at the few novice monks, sighed slowly, and glanced a little regretfully at Monk Minghai, who was imprisoned by the Tianlong Zen staff and was constantly being burned by the Buddhist flames gushing from the Zen staff.

"May I ask, senior brother, where did you come from? What happened? I wonder if senior brother wandered here, or is this Xilan Village originally the dojo that senior brother has chosen?" Monk Mingxing smiled and pointed at Lu Qian with the index finger of his right hand. Three crisp sounds of "噌噌噌"" were heard from the fingertips, and three blood-colored fire needles as thin as cow hairs shot out, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and fiercely pierced Lu Qian's eyebrows and the two left and right eyes. Eyes.

Monk Mingxing had a pleasant look on his face, but his attacks were extremely vicious and merciless, just like when he attacked and killed the Great Heavenly Lord Zhijiang before.

When the three fire needles pierced Lu Qian, the sharp sound of breaking through the air was earth-shattering.

Silently, a flash of blood flashed behind Lu Yi, and another Mingxing monk held the Vajra pestle that had previously severely injured the Great Heavenly King Zhi Kang, and struck Lu Yi in the back of the heart with great ferocity.

Behind Lu Qian, a large area of ​​five-color divine light suddenly vibrated, and the void was upside down and chaotic. The large area of ​​void was like the tiny scales on the wings of a butterfly, chaotic, folded, intertwined, and twisted one by one... The void was like a toy, and extremely powerful things happened in an instant. Subtle and complex changes.

The blood shadow holding a vajra and sneaking up on Lu Yi's heart was caught off guard and was involved in the chaotic and changing spatial turbulence.

I heard a cry, and the blood shadow made a "puff" sound, as if it was crisscrossed by tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of extremely sharp long knives at the same time. The body was cut into countless small particles the size of sesame seeds, with wisps of them. Thin streams of bloody light shattered and scattered in all directions.

Only the Vajra in his hand was worthy of the name of 'Vajra' and was extremely hard.

Lu Chen shattered the void with the 'space avenue' and strangled it with space turbulence. The vajra pestle still shone brightly. No matter how much space turbulence blew it, large sparks continued to splash on the vajra, without any scratches on the surface.

Lu Qi was horrified and moved.

What a Buddhist treasure... With his current cultivation level, he can't shake it at all!

It's a pity that such a precious treasure has been tarnished by the so-called 'Pudu Dharma'. A deep bloody light flashed inside the pestle, revealing an evil and filthy Taoist charm, which was exactly what a 'Vajra Pestle' should be. The rhythms of the Buddhist avenue run counter to each other.

"You guys, this is such a waste of natural resources!"

Lu Qian sneered: "This kind of treasure is really wasted in your hands!"

Lu Qian roared loudly, and the Great Brahma Thunder Sound was activated again.

The bloody Vajra suddenly shook, and a Vajra lion roar rose into the sky from the Vajra. The deep blood light inside the Vajra suddenly exploded, and a bit of Vajra's immortal Buddha nature turned into a stubborn little fire. Swaying from the depths of the vajra, it was like a grass seed crushed by a boulder, struggling to grow tenaciously.

Although this treasure pestle has been tarnished by evil methods, its essence is still there, and its core origin has not been destroyed.

Monk Mingxing, who had been smiling all the time, cursed "Damn it" angrily. As a bit of golden light swayed in the vajra, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. Even the corners of his two big eyes suddenly burst, and two lines of blood and tears flowed uncontrollably. down.

"Come!" Lu Qian waved towards the Vajra, which was wrapped in bloody flames, but with a golden light constantly flashing at its core.

In the mind of Landa Buddha, a secret mantra for washing away evil spirits and refining Buddha treasures emerged.

Lu Qian did not hesitate to spend his magic power, and even ignited a ray of blood essence, and used the magical power of the Great Brahma's Thunder Sound to activate this secret spell. Small golden flowers spurted out from his mouth, turned into a rain of flowers all over the sky, and fell towards the vajra.

The roars of the lions in the Vajra sounded one after another, each one more majestic and each one louder than the other.

The bloody light on the surface of the treasure pestle was washed to pieces, and wisps of extremely rhythmic ancient lines shone with golden light and continued to spread on the surface of the treasure pestle.

He even took the initiative to dodge and suddenly arrived in front of Lu Yi. There were three loud sounds of "Clang, Clang, Clang," and the three fire needles shot by Monk Mingxing were blocked by the radiant Vajra. They were also blocked by a wave of The huge counter-shock force directly shattered it into pieces.

Monk Mingxing was shocked and angry, and hissed: "Monk Thief, you are looking for death!"

He grasped the seven-layered treasure building tightly with both hands and shook it vigorously.