As soon as the hands were connected, the golden lotus kept trembling.

Another light shout, and several red talismans were cast. The golden lotus gradually rotated, and his hands were harmonious.

When I looked again, the golden lotus was already in Yiran's body. Now Yiran's magic power is vast and the golden light is dazzling.

Xiao Chen sensed that at this time, at least the Great Perfection of the Tao Palace, and at most, half a step and four poles.

After taking a breath of air conditioning, my mind was extremely vigilant. The four poles belonged to one of the great realms, even if it was half a step, the four poles were already scary enough. If the three small realms were still ordinary, the four poles were already immortals. Although it was a metaphor, there was a difference between the four poles and the Tao Palace.

My heart turned around and it seemed that this trip was a bit reckless. However, I also had a golden bow and a divine lotus. The mountains and river seals were the supreme way of not invading all dharmas and restraining the charming Buddhist method.

It is not impossible to go against the trend and attack immortals. You are very calm in your heart and are ready to respond to all changes with the unchanging conditions.

When I saw Xiao Chen initially startled, I calmed down in a blink of an eye. I suddenly felt a sudden change in my heart and knew that Xiao Chen should have a backup plan.

This boy's heart is strong, and he is probably not like ordinary monks who were confused by wealth before. However, he has been practicing Taoism so far, and has captured the subtleties of changes. He is even more skillful in observing words and expressions than his cultivation.

After all, Xiao Chen was young and was not skilled enough in the world, but he showed his strength.

The golden lotus on Yiran's chest appears and hides, and the immortal family is full of atmosphere, unlike the previous rich and noble spirit, which is unbearable.

He clasped his hands together and said to Xiao Chen: "It is said that the Buddha master has two kinds of divine lotus among the nine kinds of divine lotus. The green lotus has transformed into the Buddha's realm. The golden lotus was poured out by the Buddha master all day long, and gradually gained wisdom. Every three thousand years, every one of the roots is a first-class magic weapon."

Xiao Chen sneered, but at this moment he knew that Yiran wanted to tell the main reason for inviting Xiao Chen to come. He did not interrupt now and listened to himself.

Yiran clasped his hands and said, "Great goodness." "My friend, the lotus that I hate is one of the roots of the Buddhist treasure golden lotus. In the first three days, on the day of my practice, the divine lotus trembled and sensed that someone in this small city had a peerless divine lotus, so I had a downtown encounter between my little one and my little one."

Xiao Chen sneered at the sky, his whole body was filled with spiritual energy, and his hands could not make mountains and river seals.

The divine beauty is extremely beautiful, and the holy lotus as sways in the void. Countless moons are sprinkled, and Xiao Chen is like a god king who has existed forever. His divine power is vast, making all directions surrender.

He slowly spoke, "Yiran, the Divine Lotus is here, what are you going to do?"

He swallowed his saliva, and his glasses kept flashing with greed, staring at the swaying divine lotus in the void.

He kept muttering almost aphasia: "The jade lotus is a complete jade lotus, and the jade lotus one of the nine kinds of divine lotus."

He ran tremblingly and suddenly his expression subsided. He turned to look at Xiao Chen and swept away his previous harmonious air. His eyes were half open and half closed, but he slowly said in his mouth: "My friend, it is better for the poor and hate to keep such a magical object. What do you think?"

Step by step towards Xiao Chen, and all kinds of unbearable sounds were heard in the huge Anle Temple. In a blink of an eye, in the main hall, all kinds of stunning women were vaguely dressed and faintly appeared in the demon dance. Countless seductive and unbearable actions kept flashing in Xiao Chen's eyes.

Yiran smiled almost crazy and said, "Xiao Chen, I know that you have some skills, but after entering the Anle Temple of Nuozhao, you can't leave as long as you want. If you don't hand over the divine lotus!"

Xiao Chen blew coldly with disdain on his face: "If I don't hand over the Divine Lotus, how are you going?"

As soon as the sleeves danced, the golden lotus disappeared, and there were skeletons and other resentful spirits on their chests, struggling back and forth, but the golden lotus bloomed under their feet. The whole body was filled with magic fog and blood surging.

Xiao Chen frowned, with a strong smell of blood. When he looked back at the stunning dancers, he found that his eyes were dull, only his limbs were trembling constantly, and his face was still flushed.

As soon as the sky whirlwind eyes were opened, the whirlpool between the eyebrows turned, and you could see through the continuous pink spiritual energy in the air of Anle Temple, which was emitted by the dancers. Then you swept the dancers' body, and the meridians and bones were all available, but the spirit and god disappeared.

I knew in my heart that once I practiced, I really wanted to absorb the girl's yin Yuan to replenish the Yuanyang. I even swallowed the girl's soul, integrated countless girl's bodies into the demons, and cultivated into such a strange evil technique.

As soon as he saw Xiao Chen half-rule, there was endless sneer and disdain between his eyebrows and eyes. He also burst into anger: "Okay, okay, okay, okay, Xiao Chen, are you determined to be unable to get along with the poor and hateful person? Then let me."

Xiao Chen laughed to the sky: "Then I will send you to the West?" But he was lazy and said nonsense, and directly interrupted Yiran's words. He had already been determined to send this monk to the West to accompany Tathagata.

The extremely beautiful jade-colored lotus sways in the void and the moon sprinkles. Xiao Chen intuition is that all things are not invaded, and the spiritual energy is swallowed and spits. He connects the heart of Tao, and the soul is strong.

The hands could not make mountains and river seals, and countless shadows of stars shaking. They kept turning around Xiao Chen, blessing themselves, and sealing the surrounding small worlds to the point of being unmovable.

Xiao Chen jumped and thought that the "Slaying God of Death" had not yet reached a small achievement, but my mind and magic power were twice as powerful as the ordinary Taoist palace realm.

He punched him, and suddenly felt the murderous aura attacking his body, and countless mountains, rivers and rivers suppressed him, and he intuitively faced a huge rock with ten thousand kilograms.

He suddenly shouted, his hands were shaken with golden light, but countless demonic curses were shot out.

The Demon God Dance, the originally silent Demon God Dance suddenly boiled and rotated. Around Xiao Chen, the demon fog kept turning, and the sound was like a quiet spring, and the sound of unbearable flesh was endless. The pink lazy spiritual energy kept surging up and down towards Xiao Chen.

Although Xiao Chen was not afraid, he felt a little restrained. Those who were disturbed by the Demon God Dance were occasionally distracted, but in this way, he would definitely be caught by Monk Yiran. He would kill with one blow, and he would never be lucky.

Turning fist into pinching marks, and in just a short breath, hundreds of handprints turned around.

The trend continued to move towards Yiran, and the bones kept ringing. In a blink of an eye, the obstructing demon goddess turned into bones and fell to the ground, burned into black smoke, and disappeared.

But it was Xiao Chen, who made a bone seal, which defeated all kinds of evil methods, and regarded the stunning city as white bones. Not to mention that the demons in the gods dance of heaven and demons only had their form but no spirit. It was the real demon who came and came, and when the mountains and rivers were sealed, as long as my heart remained unmoved, the bone seal suppressed my heart, and we should regard all flesh as white bones as view of white bones.

Yiran's eyes were blood red and he shouted: "Xiao Chen, you dare to destroy my treasure!"

With his hands closed, the Demon God Dance turned into a wisp of black smoke that was not dissipated, but it was dim and small, wrapped around Yiran's neck.

Suddenly, a sensation of flesh pain, and the demonic energy around him was even more surging. The murderous energy was so strong that it was about to flood Xiao Chen. However, he no longer retreated. A huge skull emerged between his eyebrows and eyes, with bloody teeth. As he opened and merged, a golden lotus seemed to be blooming and shrinking.

Xiao Chen felt chills. This monk was not only a poor monk, but also a pain in his destruction of a magic weapon. The Taoist technique he practiced was also so disgusting.

He was even more annoyed. In a blink of an eye, the skull had already touched the fist. Xiao Chen felt soft and weak, as if he was hitting the cotton. He was about to take off his hand, but his expression changed drastically, not good! Threads of red demonic energy kept wrapping his hands. However, the skull turned golden all over, with bloody teeth constantly sucking and spitting, and a golden lotus opened and closed. He kept devouring Ye Kai's spiritual energy.

Yiran smiled strangely, and the pride that could not be concealed between his eyebrows was also crazy: "Xiao Chen, you just have such a few tricks and want to fight with Grandpa Buddha."

But his body, like a mountain, trembled. It is the ultimate truth for all ages to take advantage of his illness and kill him.

The blood stream surging around the monk's body, and countless skeletons kept flashing, and in one breath, they bullied Ye Kai's body. The blood stream continued to rise, and the skull bit Ye Kai's body violently.

At this moment, Xiao Chen was surrounded by blood and he even felt his essence and blood continue to lose.

Yiran roared wildly: "Xiao Chen, everything you have is mine. You are swallowed by the monk, right? Your tongue turned and your teeth were bitten," he said.

Xiao Chen sneered: "I want to eat me, a joke."

Let the blood flow around his body surging, the skeleton constantly devour his own essence and blood. Regardless of the golden skull that cannot be shaken off in his hands, he kept chanting in his mouth and constantly chanting the marks of mountains and rivers.

The stars filled the air, and Xiao Chen turned himself. Even if his hands could make seals, it would be feasible to make seals of mountains and rivers with my body.

Xiao Chen kept turning, like the stars turning around the sun, or like the mountains being towering and unmoving.

The thin layer of star phantoms that were originally suppressed by the Blood River suddenly magnified and kept shaking, and the skull kept shaking and shaking.

The peerless divine lotus quietly poured over the moonlight. It swayed gently, and one divine light after another kept sprinkling into the blood river. It roared suddenly: "Ah. It hurts so much that I hate you."

He originally bit Xiao Chen's skull tightly, and when he touched the jade-colored divine light, he trembled. In just a few breaths, he shrank into a beam of golden light and penetrated into a central part of his eyebrows.

Xiao Chen sniffed suddenly. If a dragon entered the sea, his fists, feet and feet were added to Yiran, and the blood mist around him shrank. The skulls fell one after another.

Yiran kept struggling and avoiding, but fighting in close combat was not his strength. Gradually, Xiao Chen fists and feet brought a trace of murderous aura that could destroy everything. The straight shaved and slashed Monk Yiran's large pieces of flesh and blood, and his soul was gradually wiped out by the murderous aura that could destroy everything.

Yiran had completely cut off the idea of ​​fighting with Xiao Chen. If he could escape his life, it would be a great blessing in misfortune. He endured the pain of his soul being wiped out again, his lips trembled and several curses burst out. The bloody body that was originally scraped exploded at this time, and his arms expanded violently, and he exploded violently. The powerful impact force slowed down Xiao Chen's offensive.

When Xiao Chen was about to get close to him, he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out several mouthfuls of gold and black blood, and the burning air hissed. The blood mist around him surged, and the heavy body surrounded him turned into a burst of blood and shot towards the west.
Chapter completed!