Chapter 83： I do n’t go to hell

The Huikong monk in the Jinchan Temple is solemn, sitting cross-legged, and a golden Yuanli handprint emits bursts of buddha light, and then hurries towards the ghosts. Both of them are in the later period of Wudan's realm, raising their hands and casting their feet. The prestige is extremely amazing. At this moment, each of them is really angry and fights against each other. At the moment, no one can prevail.

"My Buddha is merciful. Although you are the first to discover the blood dragon grass, the ghost donor, but your character is corrupted and you kill innocent people. Such treasures will fall into your hands and only deepen your sins. ..... "

"Fart, you are shameless!"

The weather in Guiyan is not good, and his power is stronger in the shot. His heart is extremely guilty. He was previously consciously or unintentionally in the chaos of the stone forest by Yunchuan and gave him a yin. As a result, his vitality was greatly injured. The strength of 10% can only play 70%.

And he found this hundreds of years of blood dragon grass shortly after he escaped from the chaos, and was originally overjoyed. This hundreds of years of blood dragon grass was enough to make up for his physical injuries and deficits, and even allowed him to His strength is a little bit better, but he just came to a Huikong monk at Jinchan Temple to compete with him for this blood dragon grass.

The Jinchan Temple and Guishan Gate have always been at odds with each other. Although the Huikong monk is also the late existence of Wu Danjing, it would not be his opponent at all if it is normal, but he is now injured. , But for a time no one can do nothing.

In particular, the old monk obviously wanted to be greedy for the baby, but he looked like a compassionate man, and he was an angry ghost for his good looks. At this moment, he tried his best.

The two were deadlocked for a while, but at this moment, in the light of the sight of the two, suddenly they saw a fluttering young man Shi Shiran stepping out, heading towards the side of the blood dragon grass, step by step to the blood dragon Next to the grass, the technique was delicate, and the blood dragon grass was plucked down, and the soil on it was scratched, and his face was shown with satisfaction, and the blood dragon grass was placed in his own Dantian space.

"This donor, the blood dragon grass is a poor monk, please drop it!"

"Little beast!"

The monk Huikong and the ghost Yan Tian watched this scene as they watched. The Qi Qiqi smoked, and the two were deadlocked at the moment. At the moment, no one could stop first, and the factions between the two were born deadly opponents. If one party stops first and is used by the other party, I am afraid that the other party will be seriously injured even if they do not die.

The two of them were afraid they would be taken by the other. At this moment, no one was willing to stop and glared at Yunchuan.

Yunchuan smiled slightly, and Yaoyao nodded to the two people, some innocent, shook his head: "The Zen Master said this was bad, only the younger brother saw the two killed or killed for this kind of thing outside the body, some worthless, this is for good intentions, Taking this source of sin away is exactly what the so-called Buddha said. I ’m not as good as the **** who goes to hell. Thousands of sins belong to me. The younger brother's kindness, and I hope that the Master Zen will never be polite. "

The Qiqiao of Qiyan weather produces smoke. Looking at the sadness and compassion in his face, it seems that the blood dragon grass was taken away for their sake. The teenager who is almost similar to the just-known Huikong words and deeds, or even shameless, has almost lost his blood. ejection.

At this moment in his heart, he was extremely impressed. The blood dragon prairie was his first discovery, but was first snatched by the monk who came before him. When the two were fighting, he was picked up by the little thief that made him hate. An off-the-shelf bargain, especially when the other side took away the blood dragon grass that originally belonged to him for his good looks, and it even tickled his hated teeth.

On the other side, the monk Huikong was also downplayed by Yunchuan. When he saw Guiyan Tianqi's vital injuries this time, he came out to pick up a leak, but at this moment he made a wedding dress for the teenager in vain.

What makes his vitality unstable is that the Buddhist discourse spoken by this boy sounded like that at first, but in combination with the shameful behavior of the other party, the discourse was more like a satire on Ghost Yan just now The words spoken by God are average.

Gui Yantian and Hui Kong ’s monk Qi ’s Qiqiao smoked, and the blood dragon grass was taken away. At this moment, both of them have no thoughts of continuing the fight. Gui Yantian's neck stalked angrily and said: "Bald donkey, stop hand together, take this first The little animals are fired! "

"The poor monk also has this intention. This son blaspheme my buddha, it is more serious than the ghost donor you get into the devil.

The two made up their minds, their eyes flickered, and they said in unison: "Three, two, one, stop!"

boom! boom!

Gui Yantian was slaped in the head by a palm of Jinguangcan, his head was broken and blood flowed, and Hui Kong monk was bitten off by a ghost and a piece of meat on his arm was dripping with blood.

"Dead bald donkey, almost approached your path, and wanted to overcast your ghost grandpa!" Gui Yantian was angry.

"Amitabha Buddha, the ghost donor, you are indifferent, you are the son of man!" The monk Huikong did not change his heart and did not beat. He raised his hand to catch the ghost image on that arm and squeezed his head, sighing.

Although the two of them only said that they stopped together, they both held on to each other's intentions and ended up suffering a small loss.

The teenager looked aside with a lot of fun, and raised his palm and smiled, "The two are so cheeky."

"Yunchuan, you seek death!"

"Today the old monk wants to get rid of the demon guard!"

Yunchuan's ridiculous words instantly made the two monks, Huikong and Gui Yantian, furious. They stopped at this moment and shot at Yunchuan.

"The Big Thousand Buddha Palms!"

"Hundreds of ghosts!"

The golden Buddha's palms roared across the sky, countless black ghosts made a sound of ghosts crying, and two major martial arts with the early power of Xuanjie burst out towards Yunchuan.

At this moment, the ghost Yan Tian and Hui Kong monk gave up their plans to fight each other, but instead went to Yunchuan to kill Yunchuan in one fell swoop.

However, in the face of the attacks of the two powerful men in the late period of Wudan Realm, the boy still looked pale and light, his complexion was as usual, and a Wudan slipped and swirled, and the sea-like Wang Yangyuan force burst out. In the meantime, the late attacks on the two great dandelions disappeared.

"You have actually been promoted to Wudan!"

As soon as Wu Dan of Yunchuan came out, he felt that the strength of Yuanli was almost comparable to his current level. He suddenly changed the appearance of Guiyan Tian. He had been seriously injured from the chaos stone forest and had not recovered. The fight between the monk Huikong made him worse. At this moment, Yunchuan's breath had already surpassed him slightly.

His face was a bit ugly, and Yunchuan knew how difficult it was. Previously, he had escaped many pursuits when he was only in the state of hardening. Now it's only a short time before I see you again. When he was a teenager, he was promoted to the realm of Wu Dan.