The angry and terrified roar gradually turned into a desperate and miserable howl.

"Ow!"

The dryad wailed endlessly, and the old face on the tree trunk opened its mouth suddenly, spraying out a thick black mist.

This is a highly poisonous poisonous mist, and the dryad didn't expect to be able to kill the two dragons.

He just wanted to use the poisonous mist to delay Shenlong's attack and take the opportunity to escape.

"Boom!"

Unexpectedly, the tree demon escaped to the ground just now, and the four dragon claws of Zhulong and Yinglong grabbed the ground violently.

The soil was flying, and the two dragons grabbed countless roots and pulled the tree demon out of the ground.

"Okay, don't finish it, Ma Liu will kill it."

Seeing the actions of the two dragons, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, a little speechless.

Naturally, he could see that the two guys were playing tricks on the tree demon!

"Crackling!"

Two streaks of purple flames swept out from Zhulong's eyes, wrapping around the tree demon.

The tree demon was pinned down by Ying Long and could not move, so he could only let the purple fire burn.

"Hey!"

Unexpectedly, when the tree demon wailed and screamed, a sigh sounded from a room in Lanruo Temple.

Then, the scriptures remaining on the ruined walls suddenly lit up, exuding a soft Buddha light.

It was faintly visible, as if a skinny old monk appeared.

Gently pushing against the two dragons, actually made Zhulong and Yinglong retreat.

Yinglong and Zhulong retreated hundreds of meters, and naturally let go of their claws holding the tree roots.

The old monk waved his hand, and a mist hit, and the purple flame on the tree demon went out unexpectedly.

The Dryad also came back to his senses suddenly, not daring to stay for long, and took this opportunity to escape.

The Foguang old monk sighed vaguely again, and then the light dissipated, and the phantom of the old monk dissipated.

Yan Chixia's eyes widened, but she didn't react for a short time.

Ying Long and Zhu Long were very angry, screaming and venting their dissatisfaction.

Ye Fan frowned, showing a thoughtful look.

"The power of faith?"

He had never seen this kind of power, but he knew it from ancient books.

In ancient times, in addition to cultivation and canonization by the heavens, there was also the theory of belief in conferring gods and ascending to immortals.

However, with the advent of the end of the Dharma, the power of faith has become weaker and weaker.

The power of faith needs the protection of heaven.

In the era of the end of the Dharma, the way of heaven is dormant, the spiritual energy is exhausted, and the power of faith cannot be maintained, so it is naturally difficult to survive.

By the time of the Republic of China, the power of faith had been completely cut off.

In fact, the moment Ye Fan came to Lanruo Temple, he felt extraordinary power.

That power was neither demonic nor spiritual, and it seemed very strange, which made him suspicious.

However, that power was not hostile, so he did not pursue it.

The combination of various factors such as temples and Buddha light.

Then this pure power is undoubtedly the power of faith.

"I don't know how long the ancient temple has been abandoned, but the power of faith still remains. It seems that this place is not simple!"

Ye Fan looked at the ruins where the power of faith erupted just now, and murmured thoughtfully.

Yan Chixia was shocked at first, but after hearing Ye Fan's words, she became more confused.

Lanruo Temple is originally a Buddhist temple, why should it protect demons?

Ye Fan retracted the screaming Ying Long and Zhu Long into the space, and then walked towards the distance.

Under Li Huo's golden pupils, the source of the power of faith cannot escape his eyes.

Yan Chixia hurriedly followed, and finally followed Ye Fan into a Buddhist house.

The Buddhist house is dilapidated and full of dust, but it has not collapsed.

This is a very spacious Buddhist house. Judging from the old and decayed decoration, it is much more luxurious than other Buddhist houses.

"Judging from the location, this place should have been the host's Buddhist house!"

Yan Chixia looked around and expressed her judgment.

Ye Fan heard the words and observed the surrounding environment, and felt that Yan Chixia's judgment should be right.

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