Back to the secret valley of the mountain behind the Great Snow Mountain, Fuya sat on a golden futon, and there were hundreds of Buddha Gate Protectors and Eight Phantoms flickering around her.
Holding various treasure wheels and pestles, these eight tribes stood on the cyan lotus one after another, chanting the mantra of Buddhism, and turned into a light building to firmly surround Fuyaming.
Outside the light building, the Xuantian Palace Shenjun was holding his hands triumphantly in front of his chest, looking up and down Fu Yaming unscrupulously.
After a long time, the Divine Monarch suddenly giggled: "Little beauty, you are also smart, and you know that what I like in Xuantian Palace is only the refining method you are good at.
But now that I've changed my mind, I want you in addition to your way of refining. ” Fuya recited the mantra silently, and a round of bright light behind her head stabilized, releasing a thousand feet of light to firmly block the invasion of the light outside her body.
Listening to the words of the Divine Monarch, Fu Yaming just glanced at him indifferently, but she didn't say a word.
In the thatched house of the old nun without a surname, Fu Ya Ming abruptly shot at the Shen Jun, but the old nun with no surname and the Wuji True Monarch cultivated too strong, they easily caught the exquisite pagoda of Fu Ya Ming's sacrifice, and the old nun took action in person, trapping Fu Ya Ming in the back mountain.
According to the old nun with no surname, this is to make Fu Yaming reflect on her mistakes.
As a monk, he killed the distinguished guests who came to the door, and this kind of behavior violated at least a dozen Buddhist precepts.
Seeing that Fu Ya Ming ignored him, Fu Shenjun suddenly became angry, he glared at Fu Ya Ming fiercely, and cursed in a low voice: "What a woman who doesn't know how to lift, when you fall into the hands of Ben Jun, Ben Jun will let you know what it is to survive and not to die."
Greedily swept over Fu Yaming's elegant and refined face, and the Divine Monarch smiled cruelly: "As long as you marry this monarch, hehe, let you live, you will live, let you die, you will die, if it weren't for the faint innate aura of those Buddhist magic weapons you refined, Xuantian Palace would spend so much effort on a woman like you, and spend so much money on a woman like you, what do you think you are?"
Holding his head high proudly, the Divine Monarch grinned and said, "If you want to talk about women, what kind of woman can't get your hands on?"
As soon as the words fell, a nun in Tsing Yi had quietly floated in from the entrance of the secret valley, this nun was born with red lips and white teeth, and when she walked, her waist pole flowed left and right like a water snake in the water, and a pair of watery peach blossom eyes glanced left and right, and suddenly there was a very spring color out of thin air.
As soon as the Shenjun saw the nun, he greeted her with a smile, casually hugged her in his arms, and poked his hand into the nun collar with a big grin, grasping the slippery and towering lump of soft flesh on her chest.
"Little nun, don't you want to guard the entrance of the valley and come in in such a hurry, is it too long to clean up?"
The nun's face changed, she glanced at Fu Yaming in fear, and slapped the hand of the Divine Monarch out.
She whispered coquettishly: "I'm going to die, little uncle, this is Huiyan Snow Mountain, if this is seen, the disciple is afraid that he will not be able to escape the heavy punishment." ” Shen Jun's face changed slightly, he looked up left and right, and suddenly smiled: "I'm afraid that if someone peeps through the eyes of the law, he won't be able to hide it from Benjun." ” The words are full, but the Divine Monarch doesn't dare to really act recklessly here.
The nun in Tsing Yi is an obvious apprentice of the nun in white, and according to the generation, she is also a figure of his master and nephew's generation, if he and the nun in Tsing Yi fall into the eyes of people, he will be fine, and the nun in Tsing Yi is afraid that she will be slapped to death by the old nun with no surname who cares most about her reputation.
The nun in Tsing Yi glanced at Shenjun with disgust, and hurriedly laughed in a low voice: "Uncle Shi has great powers, so he is naturally not afraid of anything.
The master asked the disciples to come and inform the uncle that Polonimi was not arrogant and that there was a change in the sky, so he asked the uncle to be careful. ” After a slight pause, the nun in Tsing Yi showed a trace of hideous and silver murderous intent on her face: "Shizun said, the opponent is powerful, and there will be great changes in the Great Snow Mountain, if the master can't take care of this pretending woman, Uncle Shi can take the opportunity to enjoy her body and imprison her soul, and slowly torture her refining secret method." ” The god was stunned, and Poloni was not arrogant, and there was a great change in Lotte But in the blink of an eye, he threw the news out of the clouds, no matter what kind of drastic changes it has to do with him, there are characters like Wuji Zhenjun and the old nun with no surname, and the sky is falling, and he is afraid of what obvious nun The proposal is very much in line with his mind, taking advantage of the turmoil in the snow mountain of Huiyan, he kidnapped Fu Yaming, first took her body, and then imprisoned her soul and tortured her, which made him hot all over his body when he thought about it.
A handful of the nuns in Tsing Yi pressed her against a mountain rock, and said with a smile: "What a well-behaved niece, it's okay now, let Uncle Shi hurt you first, that old and ugly nun hasn't agreed to my family affair yet."
The nun in Tsing Yi fell on the mountain rock half-pushed, she glanced back at Fu Yaming, and suddenly sneered: "The old nun said that the little uncle is her most beloved disciple, so she refused to say yes.
Zhenjun has already given a lot of conditions and benefits, and the old nun just wants to sell it for a high price, and she doesn't agree but doesn't refuse, it's really hateful."
The Divine Monarch looked at Fu Yaming, only to feel that the fire in his body had risen, burning him to a daze.
He hurriedly tore off the shirt of the nun, and cried out happily and pressed on the nun's body.
He laughed and said, "Whatever, the old nun doesn't agree, so I'll take it upon myself to ask for benefits."
Hmm, the opponent is big, why is the opponent so powerful" The nun in Tsing Yi was already speechless, the frequency of the Shenjun's movements was too fast, the nun rolled her eyes and was out of breath by him, and she could still say a word there, she just wrapped around the body of the Shenjun like a water snake, and kept making a sharp and ugly gasping sound in her throat.
Fu Yaming, who was trapped by the golden building, raised her head, looked coldly at the Shenjun and the nun in Tsing Yi, and shouted softly in a low and powerful voice: "Ten thousand evil silver is the head, you should be killed" Shen Jun raised his head, salivated and looked at Fu Ya and smiled: "Whoever kills me can kill me" Before the words fell, the three golden Zen staff and the three heavy demon slaying pestles in the oblique time landed on the back of the Divine Monarch almost at the same time.
The six extremely powerful Buddha treasures were silent when they were shot, and they didn't even bring the slightest sound of the wind, and the Divine Monarch was bombarded without taking precautions at all.
It's just the cultivation of the middle-grade Da Luo Jin Immortal, or the kind that ranks at the bottom of the strength of the mid-grade Da Luo Jin Immortal.
The Divine Monarch belongs to that kind of typical incompetence, not only the realm of mana is filled by the Xuantian Palace with countless material resources, but he has never survived the Taoist supernatural powers in his life, and he doesn't pay much attention to the physical body, and some of the essence and blood that are easy to accumulate are consumed on women, and he has used it to temper himself Hearing only a muffled sound, the body of the Divine Monarch shattered into a sky full of plasma on the spot, and the nun in green clothes under him was also smashed to pieces by the uncast Zen power without snorting.
The two souls just wanted to escape, and a Buddha horn came from the void, and eleven male and female monks wearing coarse cloth robes waved out the secret demon subjugation Buddha light of the nameless old nun nameless Zen Monastery in the Great Snow Mountain, and easily turned the souls of the two into nothing.
The great disciple of Fuya's seat gave the name of Guang Bodhisattva is a tall monk with a full beard, he took back the Zen staff, strode to the front of the Buddha's light golden building that trapped Fuya, and a Zen staff beat the three bright golden gold pestles inserted in the ground to break the waist.
The golden building shattered, and Fuya stood up and shattered the golden futon under the seat with one kick.
Looking coldly at the flesh and blood left by the Shenjun and the nun in Tsing Yi, Fu Ya Ming waved out a Taiyin Xuanyan in disgust, turning the remaining flesh and blood of the two into countless ice chips, even if there was a trace of half of the divine soul left in it, so it was too dead to die anymore.
The Bodhisattva of Light saluted to Fuya and said: "Master, we have inquired clearly, there are tens of millions of immortals and countless monsters who have invaded the Poloni Mi Lotte and called himself the Evil Dragon Venerable Gu Evil Chen, and the name reported is the Nine Shadows Dao Sect."
Moonlight Bodhisattva took a few steps forward, and said with a little gloating smile: "Master, the Nine Hidden Dao is ruthless, there are already seven great Zen temples along the way, and the Tianyin Forest where the treasure cicada Xuannu who provoked the master to compete with the master a few years ago was also destroyed, and the whole temple was killed so much that the chickens and dogs were not left, saying that even the jade bricks they laid the foundation were looted. ” Fuya's pretty face moved slightly, revealing a faint smile.
"Forget you, it's not too slow, but Moggallan can do it, and he found this guy so quickly" Tilting his head and thinking for a while, Fu Yaming shook his head and said: "However, it took more than 10,000 years to develop tens of millions of forces, are you clumsy, or are you really not capable enough, but countless monsters are a bit interesting, is it possible that you pull dark creatures as cannon fodder" With a light smile, Fu Yaming narrowed her eyes and smiled lightly: "Forget it, those dark creatures have no other benefits, that is, they eat more and give birth to more, no matter how heavy the casualties are, they will be made up for more than a thousand years, and they will be used as cannon fodder, but it is also a matter of course." ” After muttering a few words, Fuya said solemnly: "What about the people at the entrance of the valley?"
Yueguang Bodhisattva smiled and said, "They are all obviously the disciples of the uncle, and they have all been killed by us." ” Fuya bowed her head and said: "It's a good kill, this can be regarded as a serious face-turn, come with me quickly" With eleven big disciples, Fu Ya Ming hurriedly drove the clouds out of this valley, and after escaping tens of thousands of miles away, she sacrificed the Qinglian Hun Heavenly Banner to wrap herself and the eleven big disciples tightly, isolating the breath of a while.
A cloud of golden light suddenly appeared in the secret valley, and then a shocking purple qi rushed in.
The exclamation of an old nun with no surname came from the golden light: "Who broke my three trapped demon piles and released Fuya" The purple qi was rolling wildly, and Wuji Zhenjun roared hoarsely: "Let go of that woman, don't mention it, whoever killed my son is who killed my son, the old nun with no surname, this matter, you Nameless Zen Monastery must give Benjun an explanation, otherwise Benjun and you will not die."
As soon as the golden light flickered, the old nun with no surname showed her true body, she stared blankly at the three broken trapped demon stakes, and then looked at the white ice chips on the ground that were so cold that even she didn't dare to approach easily, and suddenly said a very stupid sentence: "Back then, the poor monk accepted Fuya as a disciple, and she had already turned away from her Taoist mana, how could there be a Taoist spell here?"
Wuji Zhenjun just jumped to his feet and roared, completely ignoring what the old nun with no surname said, he was hoarse and asked the old nun to hurry up and hand over the murderer of his young son, otherwise he would immediately call the Xuan Khotan Palace Immortals and the Nameless Zen Monastery accompanying him in the Great Snow Mountain to turn their faces.
He threatened the old nun surnamed Wu, don't think that she thinks she is sorry for cultivating to the sky, all the bald donkeys up and down the nameless Zen Monastery add up to only a few thousand, and the huge power of his Xuantian Palace is completely incomparable.
If the Xuantian Palace really gave up everything to avenge the Divine Monarch, he must break the bald head of the old nun.
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The old nun with no surname was also angry with Wuji Zhenjun with a bald donkey and an old nun, if it weren't for the countless years of cultivation and surname cultivation, she would have turned her face with Wuji Zhenjun a long time ago.
Glaring at Wuji Zhenjun angrily, the old nun with no surname said coldly: "If it weren't for Zhenjun peeking on the magic power of the poor monk's hand refining weapon, why would it be like this?"
Wuji Zhenjun's face changed, and he suddenly closed his mouth.
The old man with no surname sneered and looked at Wuji Zhenjun: "Over the years, it has obviously done something under my door, Zhenjun doesn't know what a dignified Buddhist pure land, and she was almost turned into a joyful meditation field."
If it weren't for the poor monk's valuing friendship with the Xuantian Palace, he would have broken her cultivation and driven her out of the Great Snow Mountain."
Wuji Zhenjun's face changed again, he pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "My son died here after all.
Accepting my daughter as a disciple is also a symbol of the cooperation between the Buddhist Gate of the Great Snow Mountain and the Daomen Alliance of my Xuantian Palace.
Benjun does not pursue the death of Fu'er, but Fuya Ming wants to marry my second son as a concubine" The old nun with no surname looked at Wuji Zhenjun coldly, and her eyes were full of cold light.
Wuji Zhenjun said coldly: "The invasion of foreign enemies is not good, if the Xuantian Palace joins forces with that person, the Polonimi is not arrogant and the Lotte Buddhism lineage will continue to exist."
The old nun gritted her teeth and pinched the string of Buddha beads on her wrist for a while, and after a long time, she gritted her teeth and snorted coldly: "The matter of Fu Ya Ming is temporarily put on hold.
Her method of refining weapons, the poor monk will help you get it first. ” Wuji Zhenjun nodded with satisfaction, and he said in a deep voice: "Good, in this way, find out Fuya Ming first." ” The two glanced at each other, and the huge and incomparable divine sense quickly spread.
It only took a snap of a ten-thousandth of a finger for the old nun's divine consciousness to cover the entire Poloni Mi Lotte without pride, even if it was a moss on the tree, an ant in the moss, and a little dust stuck to the ant's mouth were all covered by her divine sense.
The divine consciousness of Wuji Zhenjun was only slightly slower than that of the old nun with no surname, and in an instant, it also covered the entire Poloni Lotte and instantly swept over every flower, grass, tree and tree of the entire Poloni Paradise.
The two great supernatural powers stared at each other in surprise, and the old nun with no surname lost her voice and said: "Fuya has the prohibition of poor monks, so it stands to reason that she can't leave the Great Snow Mountain."
The poor monk was afraid that in case it would happen, he searched the entire Poloni Mi with great magical powers, but he didn't think where she was."
Just in case, I will search the entire heavenly realm with my supernatural powers Wuji Zhenjun glanced at the old nun sneeringly, she didn't have the slightest intention of demonstrating in front of herself, and her divine sense could cover the entire heavenly realm, which meant that she also initially had the power to open up a void, symbolizing the supreme position in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and she had already overshadowed the existence of those Da Luo Jin Immortals who thought they were invincible when they were at the peak of their cultivation.
If it weren't for his achievements a few years ago, he had also reached this mysterious and unfathomable realm, I am afraid that he would really be frightened by the old nun today.
Smiling coldly, Wuji Zhenjun has a score in his heart, and he is still slightly weaker than the old nun, but the difference is not much.
If the two really fight for life and death, they can at least support the old nun for a hundred years before they lose.
A hundred years is enough time for the Xuantian Palace to kill all the bald donkeys in the nameless Zen Temple.
Of course, the premise is that the other bald donkeys in the Great Snow Mountain vein do not interfere.
Puffed up his chest violently, Wuji Zhenjun sneered confidently: "That's right, Benjun didn't find any clues about her.
If there was either some kind of innate formation that covered her aura, there was an innate treasure that covered her traces. ” The two glanced at each other, and the old nun with no surname snorted.
Wuji Zhenjun just looked at the old nun sneeringly, he couldn't look at his own mountain gate closely, and he also boasted that Poloni was not arrogant and the first person in Lotte was the first person, and this old nun's face was too thick.
Regardless of whether Fu Yaming used a formation or an innate magic weapon to cover up her traces, the old nun was also embarrassed.
The old nun with no surname gritted her teeth and pinched the Buddha beads, and was about to spend her vitality to use the great magic power of Buddhism to search for the whereabouts of Fu Yaming.
Wuji Zhenjun's face changed, and he sensed more than a dozen breaths that were enough to compete with him in the sound of these Buddha trumpets.
Poloni is not arrogant and Lotte is really still the territory of Buddhism, and their latent power is extremely strong, even if he invites the hermit monks of several Daomen in this heavenly realm out of the mountain, I am afraid that they will not be able to compare with the power of these bald donkeys.
The old nun with no surname suddenly became radiant, she straightened her waist and smiled proudly: "Unexpectedly, several senior brothers and sisters who have cultivated nearly 100 yuan were also alarmed.
This is a grand event of my Poloni Secret Paradise Buddhism, what kind of demon clown, it is bound to be eradicated in one fell swoop. ” After laughing a few times, the old nun with no surname stepped on a golden cloud and flew into the sky, she shouted loudly: "Senior brothers, the demon flames are monstrous, and there is a tendency to destroy my Miao descendants in the Great Snow Mountain, I will return to the Great Snow Mountain, how can it be a place where the devil is wreaking havoc."
Countless golden light Buddha flames flew up from the Great Snow Mountain in all directions, and one after another loud voices rang out.
"Bumandala Eight Heavenly Dragon Demon Punishment Secret Array" "Bumandala Eight Heavenly Dragon Demon Punishment Secret Array" "Bumandala Eight Heavenly Dragon Demon Punishment Secret Array" With one long shout after another, the mountain avalanche in the snowy mountain is like rain, the avalanche is like a tide, countless bald monks and nuns fly up on the clouds, standing in the direction of the left and right, sitting cross-legged one after another, chanting the mantra of Buddhism, releasing boundless Buddha light and ruiqi, covering the entire snowy mountain.
The golden light of the tide rolled out from the depths of the Great Snow Mountain, and instantly rushed out of the hundreds of millions of miles away from the Great Snow Mountain.
The boundless Sanskrit chant sounded in the void, and the ceiling swept down, and the phantoms of countless heavenly dragons and eight tribes appeared in the void, gradually condensing into entities.
Seeing such a majestic situation, the old nun with no surname couldn't help but feel open, and she said loudly: "The demon is ignorant, I don't know how to occupy my Heavenly Realm Holy Land, and I also ask the Venerable Daxiong, the Venerable Dawei, and the Venerable Dayong of the Iron Bolt Temple to give the demon a blow to the head."
At this moment, the old nun with no surname is surrounded by a monstrous and powerful body, where is she still like a Buddhist nun who cultivates Qing, she is like a marshal of the soldiers in the human world, it is really indescribable majesty, indescribable brilliance.
Wuji Zhenjun looked coldly at the majestic old nun with no surname, and the corner of his eye swept over the cold ice chips on the ground, and his face suddenly turned cold.
A golden light flew out of a small gray and black Zen temple in the snowy mountain, and three majestic old monks with a height of five feet wore gray cloth monk robes and carried three Zen staffs, and led the big monk with eight hundred shiny and hidden cash lights on their heads to rush out of the snowy mountain and meet the army led by Gu Xichen.
There are still tens of millions of miles away from the Great Snow Mountain, and the three old monks who have cultivated in the realm of Zhongpin Daluo Jinxian and have already proved the Bodhisattva's merits according to Buddhism have blocked the way of Gu Xichen and others.
"The sea of bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore, donors, leave the poloni and not be arrogant, there is a way to live" The three old monks sang in unison, and immediately shocked a group of people in the ancient evil dust camp to turn their horses on their backs.
The monks' faces suddenly turned pale, and Gu Xichen, who was sitting on the white bone demon dragon car, was furious.
To be continued: