Don't take land as a fairy

"Brother!"

Li Zhengdao looked eagerly at the field, at Liang Zhengguo's fearful eyes.In a hurry, he moved and quickly floated to the edge of the ring.But thinking of the rules of the arena, he stopped reluctantly.

"Brother, how are you!" Li Zhengdao shouted with concern.

The senior brother went to the mountains with him to learn Taoism since he was a child, and the two have a deep relationship.Li Zhengdao loved to cause troubles since he was a child, and most of them were blamed by this brother.Now that Taoism is successful, it is the time to cultivate immortals. Li Zhengdao does not want to lose a good senior brother and a good brother at this time.

As if he heard Li Zhengdao's cry, Liang Zhengguo turned around staggeringly like a woman who had just been cut off, and looked at Li Zhengdao with dull eyes.He moved his lips, as if his throat was blocked by a hard object, he couldn't make a sound, and he didn't know what he was going to say.

Some people say that when a person is about to die, it is time to worry about it.Liang Zhengguo was not worried at this time, he wanted to tell Li Zhengdao about Li Mu's trick, so that he could be prepared.But the true energy in the body has long since disappeared, and the blood is about to flow out.Even with all the strength in his body, his voice couldn't break his throat.

Until the moment of his death, the corners of his mouth still twitched slightly, and Li Mu's moves were still remembered in his heart.

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Li Zhengdao looked at Liang Zhengguo's blood-stained corpse in grief, as if the anger that had been accumulated for thousands of years burst out instantly like a volcanic eruption.Anger spewed out from between the teeth, forcing the surrounding air to recede again and again.The messy hair was swaying in the wind, and the Golden Dragon Sword on the back seemed to be angry too, trembling slightly. [

Li Zhengdao slowly raised his head to look at Li Mu, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes at this time, coupled with a distorted face, he looked extraordinarily ferocious.

He didn't care about any honors or rewards, he just wanted to rush to the stage, tear this panting kid into pieces, and avenge his beloved brother.

However, before he jumped onto the stage, there was a burst of Buddha's chant beside him, and the Buddha's words of pure heart and mind were overwhelming, and penetrated into Li Zhengdao's brain and heart.

Baptized by a burst of Buddha's words, Li Zhengdao suddenly became sober, and the bloodshot eyes slowly receded.Recalling the actions just now, I can't help being afraid for a while.

Looking at the noisy Master Huisheng, Li Zhengdao bowed slightly.

Cultivators are most afraid of anger, anger will make people lose their minds, not knowing right from wrong.People who are out of anger, no matter how strong they are, will expose their most fatal weakness, allowing the enemy to take advantage of it.

Before Li Zhengdao returned to the stage, Monk Hewlett-Packard raised his hand and dragged it lightly, and flew onto the stage.Walking a foot in front of Li Mu, he stopped.

Monk Hewlett-Packard has a kind face, and there is always a soothing breath on his face.People who saw him for the first time must have thought that he was an accomplished monk.But Li Mu didn't like this kind of breath, and even hated it.

Because the Tathagata, the first patriarch of the Buddha's path, was a person he hated.

"Amitabha, don't you be afraid of falling into the prajna hell after death and suffering all the suffering of reincarnation?" Hui Pu said the Buddha's words, his eyes narrowed slightly, his head bowed slightly, as if he was talking to himself.

Li Mu sneered slightly, and said softly: "Do people have the right to choose the environment in which they live? I never choose the environment, I only change the environment. Even if I fall into the prajna hell, I am still the king in hell!"

There is a gentle breeze blowing, lifting the corners of someone's clothes, looking down at the world like a king.

Monk Huipu was neither angry nor angry, and still spoke softly: "Heavenly Master Liang is kind and loved by all people. He is a rare celestial master of a generation. I believe he will return to the Three Purities after death and escape the suffering of reincarnation."

"Amitabha!" He said, and together with the monk Huisheng in the audience, he spoke the Buddha's words.

The monk's cumbersomeness made Li Mu even more contemptuous, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said angrily: "Stinky monk, are you here to save the souls of the dead or to fight in the ring." [

Hui Pu raised his head, looked at Li Mu with narrowed eyes, and said in harmony, "My Buddha has a heart of compassion, and all people are equal. If the benefactor can repent and take refuge in my Buddha, it will be a blessing for all people."

"Haha..." Li Mu laughed and looked at HP, not knowing what these monks were thinking.I am afraid that even a three-year-old child would not use this method to defeat the enemy. Perhaps this is the monks' ritual first and then soldiers. In this way, there is a saying for killing by oneself, and the Buddha will not be blamed.

"Don't say you are such a little monk, even if the Tathagata speaks in person, I don't care about your Buddhism. Stop talking nonsense and do it." Li Mu bowed and shouted out of breath.

The move just now consumed too much energy, and Li Mu experienced a short period of lack.

HP shook his head worryingly, with a sad face, and sighed: "Since you are obsessed with your obsession, I can only do justice for the sky and eliminate harm for the people."

The righteousness that the monks said is awe-inspiring, but it is also the principle of the first to strike first.In the meantime, Monk Hui Pu twisted his fat waist and took off the cassock on his body.The cassock was shining with dazzling light, and it turned out to be a rare one hundred and eight diamonds.With a strong wave, HP threw the cassock into the air.

The radiant light flickered like a blazing sun that scorched the earth.It was as if a sun suddenly appeared on this small ghost king mountain, and the scorching aura came, all exerting on Li Mu's body.Hewlett-Packard sat cross-legged in mid-air, his hands formed a Buddha seal, his fingers folded together, and the corners of his mouth twitched quickly.

After a while, the golden seat of the lotus flower faintly flashed when he sat down, and the golden light flashed behind him, as if the Buddha of the Western Paradise appeared in the world, with great righteousness.

Being illuminated by the blazing light, like being in the scorching sun and sea of ​​fire, it seems that every inch of skin is going to burn.Li Mu sacrificed the fire of the Nine Serenities, and the two streams of heat, one positive and one evil, collided with each other, and after a while, the blazing light covered the Youhuo.

The blazing light is like the water of the vast sea, but the dark fire is like the dry dew, which evaporates instantly under the scorching sun.

Feeling that the blood in his body was boiling, Li Mu had no choice but to use his remaining magic power to form a protective barrier with purple air to resist the scorching heat from the outside.

Anyone can see that Li Mu's magic power has been greatly reduced at this time, and his strength has also been greatly reduced.

"Is that how we lost—" Everyone couldn't help feeling sad, and some clenched their fists, worried for Li Mu.

There are hundreds of thousands of people outside the arena, there is no distinction between human beings and demons, no one is right or wrong, some just worship the strong and desire for strength.

Ao Ran held the double cone tightly, her smooth and flawless face had already been occupied by anxiety, her agate-like black eyes flashed urgently, and she wished she could rush in to block this blow for him.

HP is like a golden light plastic body, and an Arhat is possessed.The Buddha's words became louder and louder, and the blazing light became more and more intense, as if Li Mu was going to be tortured to death.Although there is a great sense of righteousness and awe-inspiring righteousness, at this time there is no mercy.

Huisheng's eyes were slightly closed, one hand kept playing with the beads in his hand, and he was chanting an unknown mantra.But the scene at this time is more like saving Li Mu.

The sober Li Zhengdao looked at the two monks rather dissatisfied, gritted his teeth and finally held back.

Jiu Jianxian's expression remained unchanged, he took a sip of the fine wine, and swallowed it into his throat with great enjoyment.

"what!"

The purple air around Li Mu gradually thinned out, and his clothes began to burn in the scorching air.Her hair danced wildly in the wind, and the skin on her cheeks was scorched by the scorching light.Li Mu growled in pain, his eyes gradually lost their luster.

The magic dagger also lost its brilliance in the blazing light, and groaned in pain just like its master.

Seeing that Li Mu seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, Hui Pu chanted the Great Compassion Mantra even more hastily, as if taking advantage of the present to take Li Mu down in one fell swoop.

At the most critical moment when HP cast a spell, he devoted all his energy and attention to how to kill Li Mu.He never imagined that the dying Li Mu could still fight at this moment.

Li Mu glanced at HP, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

Although this movement was subtle, it did not escape the old monk Huisheng's eyes.Hui Sheng was taken aback, and quickly reminded: "Junior brother, be careful!"

Wison responded quickly, but HP was too late to accept the law.

There was a surge of purple energy, and Li Mu's injuries were instantly healed.A purple awn flashed in his eyes, and the purple wings flew out like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon.

As the energy swayed away, dozens of shadows condensed and rushed towards Monk HP.

HP didn't have time to stop the curse, so he picked up a string of Buddhist beads and threw them into the air, forming a golden mask to protect his body.There were too many shadows coming, and he couldn't tell which one was real in a short time.

"This trick!"

Seeing Li Mu's astounding move, everyone's high-hanging hearts suddenly soared, and their fists clenched even tighter.It seems that the person fighting in the field is himself, and he cheers for himself.

"Phantom clone technique!"

The three people who were still standing by the ring were all startled and looked at Li Mu in disbelief.This phantom clone technique is clearly Zhang Han's move, that is to say, Li Mu only watched Zhang Han cast it once, and then remembered his move!

To be precise, Li Mu's phantom clone technique is much stronger than Zhang Han's.When confronting Zhang Han, besides laying a trap, Li Mu also carefully observed Zhang Han's spell-casting movements.He didn't know why, but he could remember it completely.

After these few battles, Li Mu merged and his power increased a lot.If Zhang Han's phantom clone technique is just a trick to deceive the eyes, Li Mu's trick has an actual attack effect.Because each shadow carries a different degree of attack.

"Good boy." Jiu Jianxian stopped drinking and couldn't help giving a soft compliment.

Dozens of shadows attacked the golden mask, but there was no way to shake the HP monk.Li Mu, who had turned into a demon body, retreated immediately after a blow.Back and forth, just the blink of an eye.

"Eh--"

Thinking that Li Mu had missed, some disappointed sighs came from outside the court.

However, as soon as the sigh fell, Monk Hewlett-Packard's golden mask was shattered, and a dark dagger was stuck in Hewlett-Packard's chest.No blood flowed out, but his vitality was rapidly drained.

In an instant, HP was sucked into a mummy and fell to the ground paralyzed.

Fu seemed to be a full-fledged baby, and happily flew back to Li Mu's hand.