Monks

Chapter 640 Killing the Evil Monk

Foxiu puts emphasis on defense, and the two monks fought desperately, the momentum was astonishing, but neither could hurt the other, which made Zhang afraid dumbfounded.He suddenly felt that the speed of the fight with Jin Da was not surprising. Seeing that the great monk protects you with layers of Buddhist treasures, standing up for you to fight, you can hit it, can you hit it?

He waited and watched instead of participating in the battle, and let the two monks in the sky move their minds. No one knew what Zhang Fear's position was, and his subordinates desperately rushed to eliminate their opponents.Because Monk Yuantong has a lot of magic weapons, if three fights one, he has the upper hand in the scene, so he didn't rush to run away after seeing Zhang Ai coming. I have countless magic weapons, who can hurt me?After seeing Zhang Ai easily send out two elixirs, his heart became active. Does this person know that woman?Why not help fight?If you don't know each other, why give 'medicine' so easily?But whether you know him or not, this kid is rich, so he must have good things. It seems that he is lucky today, and he can kill three people in a row.

Zhang was afraid that no matter what Yuantong was thinking, he just stood patiently. He was waiting for the magical method, and hoped that the fat monk would come over soon. Three bullies should be able to deal with the bad monk.

It's frightening for Buddhists to try their best. The sky is changing, the grass leaves are flying on the ground, and those who don't want money come to join in the fun.The two monks tossed and tossed for nearly half an hour, Zhang was afraid that he would know that the magic method was coming, so he showed his Fu Shen sword and floated towards Yuantong like a wandering soul.

This half an hour is more and more beneficial to Yuantong, several magic weapons can't get out of Xianglin's two Buddha palms, and it is estimated that after a while, as long as the Buddha palm is broken, Xianglin will be suspicious, but just At this moment, Zhang was afraid to make a move.Yuantong backed away quickly, he knew that Zhang was afraid to be a top-level master, but he didn't expect that this top-level player was different from what he had seen before, at least much better.The figure turned around in the air, a black bag flew out of his sleeve to cover Zhang Ai, and then threw more than a dozen golden lights to go around.

Zhang Ai took a look, this is Duobao boy, no, it is Duobao monk, my God, one piece after another, the black bag is called swallowing the sky bag, the golden light is the fairy rope, it is not ordinary .

He stabbed the mouth of Tuntian bag with a sword, and there was a huge suction force inside, pulling him in.Afraid that he would move quickly, Zhang dodged, and a dozen or so fairy ropes were greeted, bright and eye-catching, wanting to tie him up.Zhang Ai cursed secretly: "Bastard." The man flew down, urging the power of Yuanying, passing through a pile of ropes like the wind, and pointed the bright sword point in his hand at the back of Monk Yuantong.

The bad monk didn't expect that Zhang Fear could move faster, which was beyond his imagination, but he had many magic weapons, and he didn't dodge. With another flick of his cuff, a dark tower fell down, and at the same time, the monk's robe on his back turned into a piece of golden light. The shield means to stab you. If you can't kill me, the pagoda will smash you to death.

This is a ghost, how many treasures does the bad monk have?For the first time in Zhang Ai's life, he realized that someone had more magic weapons than him. He retreated a hundred meters sideways to avoid the pagoda, flew around, and then stabbed Monk Yuantong from the side.

Yuantong released four magic weapons in a row but couldn't get rid of Zhang Ai. Knowing that this guy was difficult to deal with, and Xianglin was desperately in front of him, he began to give up. At this time, the sky suddenly darkened, and it was pitch black. There was no gleam of light, and Yuantong's voice was not good. He raised his hand to call back a few magic weapons, and then pushed out another magic weapon with his backhand. A little fire man appeared between the three of them, jumping red and jumping in the dark. It glows orange.

As soon as the little fire man appeared, he opened his mouth towards Xianglin and sprayed out a line of fire, which was thin and soft, as if it could be broken or extinguished at any time.Xiang Lin didn't want to take any risks, so he waved the Buddha's palm directly, and swept the line of fire aside, but the line of fire was not extinguished, and flew past in a circle.Seeing that one line of fire could not burn Xianglin to death, the little fire man spat out another line of fire to go around, and controlled the two lines of fire to attack and kill Xianglin.

Yuantong was fighting with Xianglin, Zhang was afraid that nothing had happened, but the Jindan Yuanshen in his head trembled suddenly, and immediately knew it was not good, so he hurriedly added several layers of protective shields to his back, and he fell down with all his strength.He reacted very quickly. In terms of speed alone, if his Nascent Soul and Jindan Yuanshen were one, no one in the world would be able to run past him. Hit the ground, I don't know what hit it.Fortunately, he reacted quickly, a few shields protected him, and he was not injured.As the whole person continued to fall, he heard seven things flying past his head in a row.

He said it was something, because Zhang was afraid he couldn't confirm what it was, and the surrounding fields were pitch black, except for some light near the Burning Man, and he couldn't see anything else.After being hit, the aura in the body was activated automatically, and after a check to confirm that there was no problem, he thought to himself: "Fat monk, fat monk, if you arrest people, you arrest them, why did you bring me in? It's so mysterious."

The darkness was created by the fat monk's golden bowl, which became bigger after leaving his hand, covering the whole world. As long as he was covered by the golden bowl, he would have to work hard to get out.

A rolling voice came from the darkness: "Yuantong, you still haven't pleaded guilty?"

Yuantong was very careful in his daily life, but he didn't expect to be covered by someone else's Buddha treasure just by one mistake, and said coldly, "Whatever you say, come and arrest me if you have the ability."

Zhang was afraid of his speed and Xiang Lin's attack was fierce, and the two of them held Yuantong; the wonderful technique was even more amazing, when one person hunted down and killed two top-ranking ghost disciples, it was already quite capable, and the three of them worked together to trap them in an ambush. Yuantong is really not a difficult task.

But trapping him is easy, the hard part is how to kill him.If you directly use the golden bowl to refine the gods and kill them, not only Yuantong will not be able to escape, but even Zhang Ao and Xianglin will not be able to escape.

Zhang was afraid of listening to Yuantong's arrogant words, and smiled coldly: "You really don't know how to die." He raised his head and let out a tiger roar, and the Jindan Primordial Spirit in his mind instantly melted away, and merged with his own Nascent Soul, the two powers merged into one, and the power continued to increase Several times, the whole person disappeared out of thin air, even more strange in the darkness.

Yuantong had been targeting Zhang Fear with his Buddha consciousness, at this moment he suddenly realized that he was blurred, as if he was in the east, or in the west, he couldn't figure it out, so he hurriedly took out a golden bell to protect himself, and at the same time called back to him The object that attacked Zhang Ai, in the peripheral vision of Little Fireman, he saw clearly that it was eight black tigers, they looked like tigers, their bodies were pitch black, there was not a trace of color, even the eyes were black, only The size of an ordinary adult hunting dog, but the power of the king of all beasts is extremely fierce, just standing quietly, exuding a ferocious aura in the dark, definitely not what other beasts can have.

Zhang was afraid that he would be a little angry. Is this unlucky monk still a monk?Those who set fire and play monsters, not only have Buddha treasures, but also magic weapons of other sects, they are so vicious that they must kill you!If you kill you, all these things will be mine.The more angry you are, the faster you move, as long as you can't get out of the big basin in the sky, you will die!A sword pierced out like rain, and he had a shocking cultivation base, and five swords lightly pierced Yuantong's golden bell.

Yuantong was shocked, and hurriedly took out three shields of different colors and styles to block in front of him, and flew away into the distance at the same time.Zhang Ai sneered and said, "Can you still run past me?" With the strength of the soul and the cultivation of the whole body of the big tiger of the refining god valley, I dare not say anything else, the running is quite fast, and the whole person does not 'show' his whereabouts Hanging behind Yuantong, he raised his hand and pierced a shield, urging: "Run again."

The great monk Miaofa outside was not happy, and urged him: "Take care of the business quickly."

Zhang Aicai put away his joking heart, put his palms together and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and said softly: "I'll play hard for you." He stabbed Yuantong's back heart with the tip of the sword, and the whole body exerted force behind the sword, stabbing Piercing the opponent's entire body, including his own body, piercing out of Yuantong's body. In the pitch blackness, only a scream was heard, and a figure fell to the ground, followed by several consecutive black shadows falling down at the same time. A faint red shadow.

Afraid Zhang would not dare to be careless, Yuanshen locked Monk Yuantong tightly, stabbed out the sword again, and stabbed Yuantong into a meat paste after a while.At this time, the sky suddenly brightened, and the fat monk came up to him holding the golden bowl and said, "Don't stab him, he's dead."

Zhang was afraid to search around with Yuanshen, but found no Yuanshen or Yuanying escaped, so he asked, "You monks don't have Yuanying?" Xianglin put away two huge Buddha palms, went to a pool of meat paste, and recited Amitabha, followed He explained: "What the Buddha cultivates is the body, and what he cultivates is the mind. What's the use of the primordial spirit?"

Zhang Fear said: "Can you explain it more clearly?" He slandered: "The monk likes to pretend to be a ghost."

Fat monk Miaofa explained: "The monk cultivates stinky skin. The thing we want to give up the most is what we have to practice. If you talk too deeply, you don't understand. Thank you, Master Zhang, for your help this time, so that this big thief can be punished."

Afraid of being looked down upon by the fat monk, Zhang looked at him depressedly, and asked casually, "Why is he so hard to kill? Are all you monks so hard to kill?"

The fat monk stared: "Why? Killing one is not enough? Are you addicted to killing?"

Zhang was afraid to get angry with the monk on purpose: "Ask me, if there is another chance in the future, I won't be so inexperienced like this time."

The fat monk ignored him, and stood still in front of the minced meat. A pile of red, white, minced meat and bone dregs mixed with the green grass on the ground, said softly: "Sacrificing your life for a living, I hope you can concentrate on doing good in your next life."

The monk paid attention to the theory of reincarnation, and Zhang was afraid to snort: "hypocrisy." The fat monk pretended not to hear it, and continued to mutter a few nonsense words to him before saying, "If a person is killed, why bother breaking his flesh and blood? It's a bit cruel." Zhang Afraid replied casually: "Nonsense, I killed people, of course it is cruel, if you didn't kill people, it is merciful." He then shouted: "Share the spoils."

He irritated the two big monks with his nonsense, Miaofa said: "Why do you turn bad words into your mouth?" Zhang Ai retorted: "Did you forget Zhang Tianfang? He speaks much worse than me. "With a quick move, he grabbed Yuantong's storage bag.

With a sweep of consciousness, a long sigh followed: "Open your eyes, I killed countless people and robbed countless people of their belongings, and today I know what a rich man is." Not to mention 'medicine', not to mention any other casting materials, but only magic weapons, a small mountain can be easily piled up, more than 100 pieces are all magic weapons, and there are no magic weapons that are slightly inferior.