Sky War Soul

Seeing the enchanted monk Yan Qing's face, Yan she was annoyed. However, the other side was his former elder martial brother. After falling into the enchanted way, his combat power increased rapidly. It was difficult to defeat him with his current strength.

However, the other side is really cunning like a ghost, and will never give the Western Foshan an opportunity to besiege him.

After his appearance this time, he will quickly retreat to achieve his goal. It is impossible to stay too long.

"Master!"

Disorderly monk pupil a shrink, instinctively want to fly up, but the last moment of reason stopped him.

Even if I rush up at this time, I can't get anything except death. In this case, it's better to do something meaningful.

Thinking of this, monk luanlai takes a deep breath and turns his eyes to the demon monk of Mingyuan who is still in the pit.

Now, the demon monk of Mingyuan is slowly recovering his injury. However, the injury is so serious that he can only bite his teeth and slowly recover his spine. Only in this way can he control his body.

Monk luanlai's eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice: "you killed so many innocent people, but you didn't have half a sense of guilt. Even as a Buddhist, I can't help you. I'm stubborn. I'll die for you!"

When the voice fell, the disorderly monk suddenly held out a group of slowly rising golden sun with sacred breath. The light seemed to be able to melt the heaven and earth and revive everything.

However, this kind of breath is a fatal attack to the monsters of the Ming Yuan.

"You You... "

Mingyuan demon monk opened his eyes and cried out in fear.

However, it is powerless.

I don't have the strength to talk, let alone dodge.

Luanlai monk's eyes were cold, and he suddenly threw the golden light in his hands towards the deep pit below.

"No No! "

It's said that the demon monk is extremely frightened and screams hoarse from his throat. However, it's useless at all. Yanqing, the demon monk, focuses all his attention on fighting with Bodhisattva yanshe, and has no leisure time to return to him.

"Hiss!"

At the moment when the golden light came into contact with the demon monk of Mingyuan, the black air around him began to dissipate at the speed visible to the naked eye. The body, which was originally like a puddle of mud, actually began to melt crazily. The speed was fast and irreversible.

After three rest, the body of the demon monk of Mingyuan completely dissipated in the world, even if not a breath left.

It's all over and the smoke's gone.

After killing the demon monk of Mingyuan, monk luanlai breathed a sigh of relief and said coldly in his eyes: "when you decide to go on this road, you should expect this end. Although there is no right or wrong in power, it is only said that it does not involve other people! You take the blood of the living and the heart of the children as the cultivation object. You do harm to many innocent people. Today's death is also a consolation to them! Amitabha! "

After all this, the disorderly monk turned his head and looked at the two people fighting in the distance.

The golden light and the black light keep rolling against each other, breaking out roaring waves, deafening.

This is the supreme battle of fairyland. Monk luanlai can only watch it from a distance. He can't do anything with his current strength. He has to be on guard against the overflowing waves all the time. He must not be hit by the waves, or he may be seriously injured.

"Bang! Bang bang! "

Yanqing, the demon monk, was obviously better than others, and he fought yanshe Bodhisattva back and forth.

Soon, the body of Bodhisattva yanshe was full of scars, but he still clenched his teeth and insisted.

One of his arms was crushed, and he could only use the Buddha's light to turn out his arms to fight. However, this was a huge expense, and he might not last long in the high-intensity fight.

Around the body of Yan she Bodhisattva, there are countless Sanskrit, each thread contains a strong energy breath, as if it were a heavy hammer.

Every time they do, these Sanskrit words will attack together, just like dozens of heavy hammers smashing out at the same time, shaking the blood of Yanqing, a demon monk, and raging black air.

"Younger martial brother, your Sanskrit is still so terrible. It's a pity that I have come up with a way to solve it!"

Yanqing, the demon monk, smiled coldly, folded his hands and recited a series of incantations in his mouth.

Then, his body began to wriggle with the crooked, ferocious and mysterious patterns. At the same time, he kept shooting out black lights. These black lights covered the body surface, which set him off as fierce as Black King Kong. The body protection light was extremely hard, and the knife and gun could not enter, and the water and fire could not invade.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! "

Those Sanskrit words hit Yanqing, the demon monk, and made a dull sound, which pushed him back.

However, despite his terrible reputation, he could not really hurt him.

"This move, which I named Black King Kong's method, is specially used to fight against your Sanskrit! With this black light protector, your Sanskrit can't hurt me at all. Understand? This is my card! This is my way to kill you! "

After Yanqing laughed a few words, the figure suddenly rushed out and the shadow passed by.

"Bang!"

With one fist, yanshe Bodhisattva flew tens of meters. Then Yanqing, the demon monk, hit a set of fist techniques one after another to express his strength to the extreme.

"Boom"

the deafening sound keeps ringing, and the black light keeps suppressing the golden light, just like the dark night engulfs the light.

Yanshe Bodhisattva's teeth are clenched. If Sanskrit can't threaten Yanqing, the monk's combat power will decline for no reason. This is not good news for him.

"Don't you give up?"

Yanqing, a demon monk, flashed a ferocious look at the bottom of his eyes, then opened his hand and waved it gently under the black cloud.

"Crackle!"

Suddenly a flash of black lightning came out of the black cloud, as if it could cut off the clear sky.

The black electric snake is roaring continuously, powerful enough to cross any place and destroy all of them.

"Come on!"

Yanqing, a demon monk, took his arm as a guide to pull the endless black thunder from the black cloud.

Suddenly, dozens of miles nearby, it became a sea of black thunder.

Yanshe Bodhisattva's expression suddenly changed. He quickly turned the Buddha beads on his wrist, and the golden light suddenly came out to surround his body.

"Boom! Boom! "

The black thunder fell on the gold shield and shook him.

"Damn it."

The Bodhisattva yanshe clenched her teeth and swept out the corner of her eyes. She found that the chaos was beyond the scope of the thunder.

He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the chaos was not involved.

Yanqing, the demon monk, wanders in the sea of black thunder wantonly, as if walking in the back garden, strolling around. His whole body is shining with black metal luster, which can completely shield the thunder, so that he can reach out to catch the thunder without any damage.

"Hiss!"

Yanqing, a demon monk, reached out and grabbed a thunderbolt in his hand. Like a growth whip, yanshe drew it towards the Bodhisattva.

"Pa!"

This blow will crack the void and fall on the golden shield.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the beads on the wrist of Bodhisattva Yan she broke and shot around.

A war product spirit soldier, unexpectedly broke down like this.

Yanshe Bodhisattva's heart clenched, which is his last defense means. Now that he has been torn apart, how can he face the continuous thunderstorm?

"Big diamond palm!"

Seeing the black thunder split again, Bodhisattva Yan she knew that he could not wait to die. He suddenly raised the Buddha's Qi and clapped his palms towards the front.

He really let everything out, and constantly urged and squeezed the power in his body. The golden giant palm was almost towering, smashing the black lightning clap in front of him, and constantly dispersing, making a shrill sound.

"Yes, yes, younger martial brother, your willpower is far beyond my imagination."

Yanqing, the demon monk, carried his hands on his back and flashed a brilliant smile at the bottom of his eyes: "so, I see when you can go. There is no end to the black thunder in the sky. As long as I have enough strength to urge, I will be able to shoot out continuously. As for your Buddha Qi, if I expect it to be good, it will be consumed soon, right

The Bodhisattva yanshe didn't speak, because he's really in a bad state now.

If you continue to use it like this for half a day at most, the Buddha Qi in your body will be completely exhausted.

What a big idea!

When I came out this time, I didn't expect to meet Yanqing, the demon monk. He is the leader of the demon monks and the most difficult one.

In normal times, his trace is nowhere to be found. Foshan in the West has repeatedly besieged him, but he can not be found at all.

Like a cunning rabbit, he has many hiding places where people can't catch his real body at all.

Therefore, Bodhisattva yensha did not make any preparation.

Who can imagine, the more so, the more encounter the monk Yanqing!

It's really Nature makes people!

If I had known that, I would have brought with me a supernatural spirit soldier.

"Boom!"

Another hand, the air waves in the successive explosions, will break the sky.

Dozens of black thunder suddenly turned into nothingness and disappeared.

As for the whole black cloud, one corner was also broken.

The Bodhisattva Yan she finally had time to breathe. He stepped back a few steps, grasped the only gaps and gasped heavily.

On his forehead, sweat was dripping.

His face was pale and tired, but his eyes were steady.

"Do you think that's the only way!"

After seeing the attack of Bodhisattva yanshe, the demon monk Yanqing snorted, clenched his fists tightly, and the thunder suddenly changed. The black dragon was vast and sent out waves of destruction. Its power was many times stronger than before.

"Bad!"

Yan shebodhisattva felt this and took a breath of cold air.

Now, really

I can't hide!

Yanshe Bodhisattva could not avoid it. He couldn't help bursting to drink. His body suddenly doubled. His red cassock was smashed. His muscles were like a dragon. Every inch of his flesh and blood contained the power of terror.

Qi and blood in his body are surging strongly. He wants to use his physical strength to stop this horrible black dragon thunder and lightning!