The sound of the dragon shook the sky, and the blood light was filled.

Impacting everyone's visual nerves, at this moment, everyone lost their voices again, the dragon has always existed in legends, no one has ever seen it, but I didn't expect that there would be a dragon today.

Oh my God, it's been worth it!

Not only did I see the legendary gods, but also the legendary beasts, dragons!

In the void, the two blood Jiao crossed back and forth, and the fierce aura permeated the four directions, and the martial artists whose strength was below the innate realm were directly paralyzed to the ground under this momentum.

"It's too powerful, I can't resist the power of this dragon!" Some people are depressed, and they feel very uncomfortable, they have always thought that their strength is good, but today they know that they are the baby in the well.

"What's this, you're looking at those innate masters, they are not much stronger, they are struggling to support, don't forget, people are immortals, can we compare with them?"

The blood scissors crossed the void, turned into a bloody light, and killed the monk directly, sweeping towards the bowl above the monk's head.

The monk was shocked, the blood qi emitted by the blood scissors made him frightened, what kind of thing is this? How can such a thick blood qi have to slaughter how many living beings can do it!

"Good demon, you are really a demon, today I will send you to the eighteenth layer of hell!" As he shouted angrily, the monk swung the vajra in his hand and smashed it towards the blood scissors that were attacking.

Seeing the monk behaving like this, Yi Han smiled, although the Blood Jiao Scissors are also a magic weapon, but they are also a strange treasure, and their power is comparable to that of an immortal treasure.

This is also the reason why Yi Han rarely uses the Blood Jiao Scissors, urging the Blood Jiao Scissors once is too mana-consuming, unless the opponent can be killed with one blow, otherwise it will be dangerous.

But don't worry about this now, after breaking through the Yuan Shen Realm, it is still possible to urge a blood Jiao scissors.

In the limelight, the blood scissors collided with the bowl.

In the blood light, only the dragon roared for a while, there was a metal crashing sound, and then an explosion-like sound echoed in the blood light, and at the same time, the small five-element fire thunder on the void also fell down.

Endless waves of fire, earth-shattering thunder, echoed in the monk's ears and exploded at his side.

"Ahh

In the sea of fire, the monk suddenly screamed, and the fire and thunder exploded, and sparks fell on him, and the smell of barbecue suddenly filled the air.

"Immovable Ming King Seal!"

In the scream, the monk once again used the seal of the immovable Ming King to defend, in the sea of fire, the Buddha's light surged, and a Buddha shadow was born out of thin air, it was the immovable Ming King!

However, Yi Han wouldn't give him a chance, with a wave of his hand, suddenly, waves of fire burst out, turning into a fire dragon, and swept towards the monk.

"It's over, I heard the screams of the Golden Arhat......"

"The golden-bodied Arhat, I'm afraid it's not the opponent of the immortals, what kind of magical power is it, even the golden-bodied Arhat can't resist it, doesn't it say that the golden-bodied Arhat is like a King Kong, invulnerable to fire and water, and invulnerable?"

"Are you stupid, do you think it's an ordinary fire, I can guarantee that just a trace of that flame will burn you to ashes. ”

Geocentric inflammation, Yi Han summoned the geocentric inflammation and put the monk in a sea of fire.

"Demon, you dare to be the enemy of my Buddhism!"

Yi Leng smiled, "What about Buddhism, as long as you die, who knows?"

"Ah......h

The monk was shocked to find that his immovable Ming King Seal could not withstand the flames, and if the flames were allowed to burn again, the Immovable Ming King Seal would collapse.

唵(ōng)嘛(mā)?(nī)叭(bēi)米(mēi)吽(hōng)......

In mid-air, the voice of the Buddha was loud.

The monk once again used the six-character mantra of Buddhism, but Yi Han was already prepared, his right eye jumped, and the Yuan Shen Killing Light and the Void Silence extinguishing light shot out one after another.

At the same time, the Blood Jiao Scissors rioted again, rushing towards the Ming King Seal.

The space on that side boiled again, and the light of Buddha, fire, and blood were intertwined to form a splendid picture.

It took a full minute for the sharp fluctuations to stop.

Staring into the air, the Buddha's light dimmed, the fire was extinguished, the blood light was no more, only a broken figure, staggering and falling, as if there was a possibility of falling from the air at any time.

"The Golden Arhat is really defeated!"

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, and everyone could see that the golden-bodied Arhat was injured, and he was seriously injured, almost dying.

As the saying goes, take advantage of your illness and kill you!

At this time, Yi Han naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, his right eye jumped, and the Yuan Shen Killing Light shot out, shooting straight towards the monk.

The monk seemed to sense the crisis, and a Buddha light rose from his body again. It is a golden bell, and the bell rises in the wind and falls straight down, covering the monk.

"Forehead ......"

No one thought that the monk would make such a move, was this when he shrunk his head turtle?

The bell is golden and translucent, and through the bell, you can clearly see the monk in the bell, who is sitting in the void at this time, as if healing.

"I've always heard that your Buddha has a golden bell jar, but I haven't seen it, it seems that this is the legendary golden bell jar, it's really extraordinary! But if you want to block me with this, I'm afraid it won't work!"

The golden bell in front of me is the golden bell jar that has been legendary in Buddhism, this golden bell jar is not a Shaolin stunt martial arts, it can only be regarded as a simplified version of the golden bell jar, and the simplified one can no longer be simplified, this is the real golden bell jar in front of me.

In fact, the golden bell jar is a magical power in Buddhism, and it is the same as the golden body of Buddhism.

Yi Han's words were heard by many people, they were stunned, and then boiled, the golden bell jar, this is the golden bell jar of Buddhism!

It turns out that Shaolin's golden bell jar is real, and it is really a Buddhist magic!

No, this golden bell jar must be obtained, for a while, everyone present has a thought, the golden bell jar of Shaolin Temple must be learned.

"Let me try how hard you are?"

Yi Han made a move, slashed down with one palm, and the violent palm power smashed on the golden Zhong's body.

Clang!

The bells are melodious, stirring in all directions, and enduring.

"Well, it's a bit hard. ”

As soon as the palm fell, the golden bell jar did not react, and it can be said that the palm just now did not shake the golden bell jar at all.

"Come again!"

Another palm, but the bell jar still didn't respond, except for the deafening bell.

"Still doesn't work?"

The next moment, a three-color spark flew out of Yi Han's palm and landed on the golden bell jar. There is only one wisp of the three-color spark, which is very small, like a three-color flower, and falls on the golden bell jar.

The three-color sparks fell on the golden bell jar, and then only two clicks were heard, and two cracks appeared on the round golden bell jar, and in the golden bell jar, the monk suddenly opened his eyes, and a sense of horror flowed out of his eyes.