Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

The solid divine form that has been completely shrouded by the magic flame lotus platform.

At this moment, the all-conquering Vajra's glaring face was constantly cracking open!

Wrapped by the Dharma image, his complexion changed drastically.

"Damn Si Junfeng, what the hell is he trying to do!"

"It's nothing more than wasting the spiritual light of the hole that the poor monk has cultivated for several years. Is it true that life and death must meet each other?"

Gushen was furious.

Under the roasting of the magic flame lotus platform.

His Dharma appearance was faintly about to completely collapse in the magic flame.

But "Si Junfeng" didn't seem to stop at all!

finally.

He couldn't bear it.

Infinite rays of light bloomed from Liulijin's body, and he held a strange seal in his hand.

Originally, compared with Fa, it was only a tiny body like an ant.

It actually keeps zooming in!

soon.

The body of Gushen completely overlapped with the dharma.

Even the face of Faxiang is the same as Gushen!

This...is the uniqueness of King Kong Temple.

Only cultivate the face of King Kong's angry eyes, and temper the golden body of glass.

Then use their lineage of Buddhist secret arts and pay a certain price.

Then you can make yourself and the Dharma one, and burst out the divine power far beyond the ordinary Dharma!

Strength will also be greatly improved in a short period of time!

"It seems... this is Gushen's trump card..."

Under the magic armor, Tang Sanzan muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth raised.

In the dark and deep pupils, there was a hint of playfulness.

then.

Under the bewildered eyes of countless monks and believers in Xicheng District.

The magic flame lotus platform in the void dissipated instantly.

The terrifying big demon giant flapped its wings and fled away in an instant!

No one expected that this guy ran away directly!

"puff……"

A mouthful of golden blood spewed out from the mouth of the impatient Gushen.

Under the gigantic form, it is like a pool of golden nectar falling from the sky.

A golden drizzle fell in the air...

Chapter 166

The magic wings fluttered, creating waves of storms.

The huge figure quickly disappeared within the territory of Xicheng District.

Until it turns into an insignificant dot in the sky.

Below the West District.

Many monks bathe in the golden "nectar" sprinkled from the sky.

Not only did they not feel disgusted at all, but they were collected as treasures.

This is the mighty blood of the Small World Fruit Realm.

For ordinary monks, it is an extremely precious treasure.

Using this kind of fresh blood to quench the body, the effect that can be achieved is absolutely unmatched by ordinary medicinal baths.

not to mention...

How could there be such a good opportunity to get the powerful blood of the little world fruit?

Such a good time, they will not consider whether it is disgusting.

In the world of monks, the strong are respected.

All the methods that can make people stronger are what the monks flock to.

Just like those evil cultivators, in order to become stronger, they will make themselves inhuman and ghost.

When do they think about things like nausea?

In order to practice some evil secret arts, it is not common to hug and sleep with a rotting corpse for several months.

So... like this recycling thing.

It's not surprising in the monk world.

above the sky.

Gushen, who merged with the Fa, had a violent chest heave.

The golden eyebrows almost stood upside down!

"Okay! What a Si Junfeng! After finishing the Dajue Temple, if you are not saved as my disciple of the King Kong Temple, it will be difficult to dispel the anger of the poor monk!"

Gushen almost gritted his teeth and set FLAG in his heart.

He didn't expect that "Si Junfeng" would play such a hand with him.

When you go all out, you will definitely use thunder to frighten the opponent.

As a result, he just ran away.

It was as if Gushen punched with all his might, hitting the soft cotton directly.

Let him break the defense on the spot and spit out a mouthful of precious old blood.

And let the monks below scramble to clean it up.

One can imagine the depressed mood.

The Dharma image that looked like mountains and rivers disappeared into the air.

Gushen's body also returned to its previous appearance, floating in the void.

It's just... the original glazed golden body, the luster has dimmed a lot.

Gushen's overall aura also weakened a lot.

Although the method of merging with the law can greatly increase his strength.

Similarly, the consumption is also extremely terrible.

"Humph!"

in the void.

Only Gushen's angry voice was left behind.

King Kong Temple.

Inside the hall.

Si Yingcai was restrained to one side, trembling, afraid to speak.

His face was extremely embarrassed.

Obviously he didn't do anything, but Gushen's eyes seemed to be able to swallow himself alive!

Si Yingcai naturally felt the aftermath of the battle above the sky.

Even... As a demon servant, he can realize it far more clearly than others.

How terrifying is the power of his own father.

It's just... Father is such a real fight.

Obviously, he didn't give Gushen the slightest face, and even made him feel a little hurt. Why is this?

Isn't it, at least on the surface, a win-win cooperation?

"Since you're here, why doesn't Master Si Junfeng show up directly?"

Just when Si Yingcai was extremely nervous and his thoughts were overwhelming.

The cold voice of Gushen on the first seat echoed in the hall.

A ray of joy suddenly appeared on Si Yingcai's face.

"Father" is here, then at least he is safe for a short time!

"Hehehe..." A gloomy and hoarse laughter came from outside the hall with a sense of coldness.

Upon hearing such laughter.

The faces of many monks in the hall frowned.

The visitor is not good.

The four big characters instantly came to mind.

Gu Shen's face became more and more ugly.

I don't know what Si Junfeng is planning to do.

Clearly and secretly counting on him, but now he is still so unscrupulous?

But the next moment.

When Si Junfeng walked into the hall.

"hiss!!!"

The sound of gasping for air came and went.

Si Yingcai almost went into temporary hypoxic shock because of this.

But when he saw his father's hideous face.

His complexion changed instantly!

"Father! What are you?! Are you okay..."

Si Yingcai struggled frantically in Gu Yuan's hands.

The look of panic on his face was indescribable.

It's a pity that with his strength, he can't shake Gu Yuan half a point.

The "Si Junfeng" who walked in, his ferocious armor was still full of demonic energy, extremely frightening.

But there are two terrifying holes in the position above the brows of the skull!

The granulation of the magic armor is constantly trying to repair the terrible injury.

But it seems to be restricted by some kind of power, which makes it impossible to do this.

"It's a good way to host Guyuan! It's really a good way!"

"It's only a little bit short, and it can directly penetrate my head instead of Tianling Gai."

"At that time, relying on the prestige of killing unrivaled demons, the host will overwhelm Dajue Temple in one fell swoop and become the number one Buddhist gate in Xicheng District. It seems to be a matter of course."

"What kind of bullshit true Buddha is more convincing than killing a demon that can make the Buddha shed blood and tears?"

"Am I right, Gushen host?"