"Boom!"

only heard Ci'en spit out a word, and the two disciples who were entangled with the three-legged golden crow actually blew themselves up directly.

Bang!

I only heard two huge explosions, and before the temple was broken, two huge mushroom clouds immediately rose.

The power generated by the self-explosion of the two masters of the Yuan Infant Realm was huge, and the endless wind howled up, rolling up the sand and dust in the sky.

When the dust cleared, a huge portal appeared.

It was Tang Yi's Holy Realm Gate, but with such a huge explosive power, the Holy Realm Gate was not damaged at all.

When the dust cleared, Tang Yi put away the gate of the Holy Realm, and behind that, it was Tang Yi, Hua Wuyan, and Xuanyuan Wuguang.

Whew!

At the same time, the three-legged golden crow fell back to the ground.

"Fortunately, Brother Bird, I reacted quickly enough, and when I saw that it was wrong, I flew into the sky!"

The three-legged golden crow said, looked at the in his arms, and asked with concern, "Bh, are you okay?"

"Boom!" Boom screamed softly, but it fell back into Hua Wuyan's hands again.

Hua Wuyan and Xuanyuan Wuguang had already recovered their senses at this time, and immediately asked Tang Yi with a concerned face: "Tang Yi, are you okay?"

Tang Yi shook his head slightly.

"Tang boy, I just saw that old bald donkey running into the woods in front!"

The three-legged golden crow immediately said, pointing to a wood, which happened to be the only way to get to the Black and White Academy.

"This old monk, as I said before, he was kicked out of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, probably because he wanted to join the Black and White Academy and find a place to stay!"

Tang Yi jumped onto the back of the three-legged golden crow in one step, and said lightly: "Since it is the only way to go to the Black and White Academy, let's go and have a look, they all say that the poor are not chasing, but I like to kill them all, go!"

Hua Wuyan and Xuanyuan Wuguang hurriedly landed on the back of the three-legged golden crow and headed towards the forest.

At the same time, Tang Yi was sitting cross-legged on the back of the three-legged golden crow, but he was observing the changes in his body.

Now, Tang Yi has cultivated into a physical body primordial infant, and the strength of the physical body, just like the old monk Ci'en said, has produced the thunder sound of tigers and leopards, reaching the extreme.

Just by virtue of his physical strength, he is already comparable to a powerhouse in the Yuan Shen Realm.

"After joining the Black and White Academy, I need to raise the realm to the Yuan Shen realm as soon as possible!"

Tang Yi thought slightly in his heart, and at the same time frowned: "It's just that I didn't expect that cultivating into a flesh primordial infant would also make me completely condense the gate of the Holy Realm." ”

"It is said that when you open the gate of the Holy Realm, you are jumping into it and entering the Holy Realm, but I don't know what the Holy Realm behind the gate of the Holy Realm is!"

"This person who has cultivated to the holy realm with his own blood and qi, it seems that for thousands of years, there is only one Bodhidharma Patriarch, but after this Bodhidharma Patriarch jumped out and entered the holy realm, he completely disappeared without a trace!"

"However, with my current physical strength, if I want to continue to improve my physical strength, in addition to cultivating the Huangquan Immortal Body to the Consummation Realm, I can only open the door of this Holy Realm!"

Tang Yi silently calculated the planning of the next cultivation path.

The three-legged golden crow had already carried everyone to the forest.

"Slow down!"

At this moment, Tang Yi felt something in his heart and reminded: "In this forest, there are some strange things, and that old monk, I'm afraid he is hiding in it at this time!"

Hearing this, the three-legged golden crow immediately slowed down.

"I'll take a look!"

Hua Wuyan stretched out her hand, and in the palm of her hand, mana gushed out, turned into seeds, and sprinkled on the ground.

In an instant, I saw young shoots breaking out of the ground and growing in the wind, turning into slender vines that continued to extend forward.

"This is the exploration technique of this Hundred Flowers Sect, and the place where this vine passes can be turned into a picture!"

Hua Wuyan smiled slightly, stretched out her hand in front of her, and her mana suddenly turned into a picture, only to see that as the vines continued to extend forward, all the situations where she passed were reflected on the picture in front of her.

"Look, the old bald donkey is there!"

At this moment, Xuanyuan Wuguang, who was born as a shooter, had extremely keen eyes, and instantly found that the picture flashed, and an embarrassed figure was running in the forest.

Reminded of this, Hua Wuyan immediately manipulated the vine and chased in the direction where the previous figure had fled.

The speed of the vines was extremely fast, and they soon caught up, only to see that figure, all embarrassed, it was the old monk Ci'en who was also affected by the self-explosion before, who was broken by Tang Yi and took away the golden body of the Arhat.

At this moment, the old monk Ci'en was covered in injuries, although he ran wildly all the way, but his speed was not fast at all, and he was soon caught up by the vine.

Although the vines were hidden, the old monk was kind, and he was also aware of it, so he glanced around and ran away.

"Chase!"

Seeing through the picture, Tang Yi immediately ordered, and the three-legged golden crow hurriedly chased in the direction of the vine.

At the same time, through the picture, Tang Yi and the others saw that when the old monk Ci'en took the road and fled, a voice suddenly sounded in the dense forest.

"Who?"

Before the words fell, I saw a figure suddenly jump down from a big tree, stopping Ci'en.

"Amitabha!"

When Ci'en saw the person who stopped him, he immediately praised the Buddha's name and said: "The donor is polite, Lao Gu is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and now he is being chased and killed by a group of demons, and I hope that the little donor will help Lao Gu!"

The one who stopped Ci'en was a middle-aged man, and when he heard Ci'en's words, he ignored it, and shouted angrily: "It doesn't matter who you are, my prince, who is running errands in front, idle people, etc., all have to get out of the way, otherwise don't blame our subordinates for being ruthless!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Hearing this, Ci'en immediately looked frightened and said with a bitter face: "It seems that the old man is going to die today, since this is the case, it is better to die here!"

I saw Ci'en suddenly sit cross-legged on the ground, and said with a compassionate face: "Lao Qu recited a mantra for himself, so as not to fall into the sea of suffering!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw Ci'en suddenly recite the mantra.

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, only to feel that from Ci'en's mouth, Sanskrit sounds kept coming out, and he immediately frowned, and suddenly his face changed, and he said angrily: "Dead monk, you dare to mess with my mind!"

The middle-aged man seemed to notice Ci'en's "Great Freedom in Pudu Heart Sutra", and immediately pulled out a long knife and slashed at Ci'en.

Ci'en's face changed, he endured his injuries, fought with the middle-aged man, and killed the middle-aged man at the cost of being stabbed.

"Damn, Lao Tzu's Arhat golden body was broken, and his mana was also greatly damaged, and I didn't expect this spell to be very effective!"

Ci'en looked ahead, smiled coldly, and said, "Stinky boy, Lao Tzu knows that you can see Lao Tzu and wants to kill Lao Tzu, then come on!"

As soon as Ci'en's words fell, he immediately rushed in the direction that the middle-aged man who had been killed earlier.

(End of chapter)