Section 77 Dragon Elephant Monk

The enemy attacked brazenly, Cao Mumian, Cui Huayang, Wen Nantang, and Xie Dongge, the four palace masters, galloped to the extreme sky, intercepted Lu Haizhen, and the heavenly soldiers and generals who attacked the Bodhi Palace drove the clouds straight to Zhengyangmen. Zhengyang Gate is the gateway to this small heavenly court, and the twenty-eight halls form the second front, once it is lost, the consequences are unimaginable.

Yundao people look around, there are more than 50 generations of enemies, old and young, monks and monks, the gods and monks are flashing, most of them are unfamiliar faces, the head of one person is five big and three thick, bald monk robe, holding a water fire rattan stick, wide shoulders and thick neck, the head is a little small, the eyes are heavy, the corners of the mouth are hung with deep and shallow wrinkles, like a spider web spread over the cheeks. At that time, he was ordered by the lord of the palace of Wang Jing to guard the star field, but he had seen him from afar, and heard that the monk was a survivor of the chaos in the heavenly court, and the right-hand man under the command of Lu Haizhen of the Bodhi Palace, who made great contributions to his birth and death. What is his name? It seems that there is a word "dragon" in the Dharma name, what is the dragon? I can't remember it for a while.

In front of Zhengyang Gate, Wang Jing, Fan Xia, Yufeng, and Liluan have four palaces and twenty-eight halls, with more than 100 people tall and short, and these more than 100 people are the backbone of this small heavenly court.

Yun Daoren guarded the snake's tail, his eyes turned in the nebula, staring at the heavy pupil monk, his heart was in a trance, and he couldn't even remember the word "dragon", and after a few breaths, his face was blurred, and only a water and fire rattan stick was left, swaying in the field of vision. The inexplicable throbbing brushed through the heart, Yundao people were vigilant, the tongue was on the top of the mouth, the dantian was heavy, and the Pinghou Fu rippled out of a ball of golden light, he suddenly remembered that the monk's name "Dragon Elephant", a thought was born, the heart was like a mirror, all kinds of delusions were gone, but he saw the dragon elephant monk close in front of him, rotated the rattan stick, stopped the waist with a stick, and folded a worship in the Pinghou Hall in half, and then the head was a stick, the head was broken into a broken scoop, and a golden light flew out from the dantian, abandoned the body, and threw it into the Zhengyang Gate.

From beginning to end, the worship was fascinated by delusion, and there was no power to fight back.

Yundao people do not allow the other party to let go, frowning, a golden bead appeared in the center of the eyebrows, the golden light swept quickly, the dragon elephant monk "huh" a little, the golden light is formless and substantial, it is agitated by a huge force, turns around, and does not enter the void, making the sound of gold and stone fighting, buzzing and reverberating.

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