In the Yueming Fantasy Realm Bagua Array, the old monk Guangzhen temporarily withdrew his hand and smiled lightly: "Chang Wanzhen, your help this time seems to be not bad, this formation is a bit of a doorway." ”

Chang Wanzhen, the butcher, and the rich man Shen all hid in the darkness and didn't dare to speak for a while.

Zhao Ran put the Fire Separation Divine Robe on his body, moved over, and threw two Vermilion Fire Spirit Fruits one by one, and then gestured one by one, signaling them to swallow it quickly.

The butcher and the rich man Shen both shook their heads at Zhao Ran and Cheng Zhicheng, and sighed silently.

Zhao Ran understood their thoughts very well, this old monk seemed to be very powerful, and he and Cheng Zhicheng might not be able to fight, but they just bumped into it in a daze, what else is there to say, now they can only bite the bullet.

Chang Wanzhen didn't see that it was Zhao Ran, seven years have passed, he has not changed much, but Zhao Ran has changed greatly, and now he is wearing the robe of the Fire Law Divine Being, and he can't see it for a while, he just thinks that it is the helper called by the butcher and the rich man Shen.

There was no time to recognize each other at this time, and after nodding to each other, Zhao Ran quickly told the four of them the secret of the magic circle - three on the left and two on the left, which was the deflection direction of the fighting method after the shot.

The four of them nodded, subdued the Zhu Huo Spirit Fruit, and Chang Wanzhen took the lead after his mana recovered, and the whole person and the flying sword turned into one, and slashed towards the old monk Guangzhen.

The old monk Guangzhen was wandering in the dark, stomping around and touching the eyes of the magic circle, and suddenly saw an extremely bright sword light slashing from the darkness, and his spirit was immediately lifted.

If you are not afraid of the enemy, you are afraid that the enemy will hide!

The old monk Guangzhen clasped his hands together and chanted the incantation, and the phaseless water barrier appeared again, spreading in the air around him, and between the slight shaking, the entire Moon Ming Fantasy Realm Bagua Array seemed to be shaking.

When Zhao Ran was peeping outside just now, he felt the mystery of this old monk's exercises, and at this moment, he was facing the enemy in person, and he knew how powerful the old monk was.

Madly injecting the mana of his whole body into the compass in his hand, trying his best to stabilize the operation of the magic circle, Zhao Ran shouted: "It's amazing!

The butcher and Shen Caizhu who stepped forward on both sides to attack the old monk Xuansheng replied: "The peak of the Arhat Realm, the black-clothed Taoist friend said." ”

Zhao Ran, a master of Buddhism in the Arhat Realm, had also seen it before, when he and Pei Zhongze were chased and killed by the monks of the temples at the foot of Bayan Kala Mountain, they met the old monks of the Arhat Realm more than once on the road, but at that time, it was also a variety of coincidences, and they finally escaped, and those few people didn't seem to be as powerful as the one in front of them.

Zhao Ran's whole body and mind were on the Bagua Array of Stable Moon Ming Illusion Realm, and Chang Wanzhen, Cheng Zhicheng, Butcher and Shen Caizhu fought with Guangzhen Old Monk, among which Chang Wanzhen was the main one, Cheng Zhicheng of the Mage Realm was supplemented, and the butcher and Shen Caizhu assisted.

Although Chang Wanzhen was seriously injured, after taking the Zhuhuo Spirit Fruit, his mana recovered, and he re-performed his famous stunt, his body and sword were united, and he slashed towards the old monk Guangzhen.

The sword light passed through the phaseless water barrier laid by the old monk Guangzhen, the old monk Guangzhen smiled and flicked his fingers, and a cluster of ripples exploded in the water barrier that Chang Wanzhen was subjected to, splashing ripples like raindrops.

Chang Wanzhen snorted, the sword light did not change castration, passed through the phaseless water barrier, and slashed towards an empty place beside the old monk Guangzhen.

The old monk Guangzhen let out a "huh" and was greatly surprised. The ripples of raindrops in his phaseless water barrier should have all splashed on Chang Wanzhen's body, but only a few drops hit, and most of them missed, which was really weirdly tight.

It was too late, it was fast, the old monk Guangzhen had just turned his mind, Chang Wanzhen's body and sword had been slashed, and the old monk wanted to stagger and dodge under his feet, but after seeing the direction of Chang Wanzhen's sword momentum, he was actually far away, so he didn't move again, and let Chang Wanzhen cut by his side. I secretly thought in my heart that the surname Chang's quasi-head was so bad, I was afraid that he was already overwhelmed, so he had to be lighter, lest he die and not be able to make a difference.

But he might as well have a sharp pain in his waist and ribs, and Chang Wanzhen's sword light directly opened a big hole in his waist, and blood suddenly spilled all over the ground!

The old monk Guangzhen was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, what is the truth of this? He pointed to a few key points to stop the blood, and did not dare to be careless, and recited the mantra of the golden body of the incarnation: "Nan Sanmanduo Bo Duo Man......

Between the recitations, the golden light flashed all over the body, and the cash body was like a law!

Chang Wanzhen, who hit it with one blow, shouted regret, he was also the first time Zhao Ran shot in the Yueming Fantasy Realm Bagua Array, and the perception of the direction was slightly deviated, so the deviation of the sword light appeared, otherwise this sword penetrated through Guangzhen's chest, and all problems would have been solved!

As soon as the old monk Guangzhen showed his golden body and wanted to pursue in the direction where Chang Wanzhen had fled, Leng Buding appeared beside him with a goose feather fan, fanning out a gust of wind and blowing around him.

The wind blew on the phaseless water barrier, and suddenly dissipated invisibly. The old monk Guangzhen's heart moved, and the water barrier reversed the goose feather fan, but it leaked by a fraction of a second.

At this time, I saw a gold ingot shining again, smashing towards the old monk Guangzhen. The old monk saw that the direction of the gold ingot smashed was surprisingly off, and he was supposed to be "immobile like a mountain", but suddenly remembered what had happened just now, and suddenly a spirit staggered a few steps to the side. Sure enough, he saw that the gold ingot suddenly appeared in the direction where he was standing just now, and smashed a deep pit on the ground.

The old monk Guangzhen immediately realized that there was something strange about this magic circle! It should be a phantom array that could distort the direction?

A melodious sound of the cave flute sounded, and it was leisurely transmitted throughout the circle. Guang Zhenshi's wound that was cut by Chang Wanzhen began to drip blood again. As the sound of the flute became more and more rapid, the rate of bleeding from the wound became faster and faster.

Guangzhen praised softly: "Well blown!" lowered his head and closed his head, muttering in his mouth, and the scriptures came out of his mouth one by one, gradually resounding in the sky, completely covering the sound of the hole flute.

"Nam no Buddha Tuoya, Nam no Dharma Ya, Nam no Sanghaya, Nam no Guru Shakyamuni Buddha, Nam no Great Pessimistic Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, Nam no Patriarch Bodhisattva, Nam no Million Fire Head Vajra King Bodhisattva ......"

Accompanied by the mantra of the Buddha's head, there is a layer of wonderful spiritual sound lingering in it: "When the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Freedom walks in the deep waves of Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering." Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it......"

This layer of wonderful sound gradually became louder, and in turn suppressed the mantra of the Buddha's head, and it was like thousands of people singing in unison, echoing in everyone's ears.

The sound of Sanskrit singing resounded in the sky, suppressing the sound of the cave flute almost nothing. He was still playing, but he only saw his fingers snapped, but he didn't hear it, and after a while, he suddenly coughed and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

With his Jindan Master's cultivation, he couldn't stop Guangzhen from singing once!

Cheng Zhi couldn't care about the blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and once again drummed up his true qi, and changed the track, the smell of killing in the song was extremely strong, which made people feel frightened. With the sound of the flute rising again, a series of fierce sword qi loomed in the air, and these thousands of sword qi came to the top of the head of the old monk Guangzhen in an instant, converging into a thick-backed silver knife that was long and long, and suddenly slashed down!

The golden body of the old monk Guangzhen is magnificent, and his hands are lifted upward, catching the thick-backed silver knife that fell out of thin air. The silver knife slashed desperately, but couldn't move no matter what.

Chang Wanzhen saw the opportunity in the dark, and once again his sword was united, and the sword light was swift and incomprehensible, stabbing straight through!