Gou cultivates immortality in the wizarding world

What a Buddha's wrath!

What a hellish ghost claw!

Lu Feng, who was shrinking within the protection of Monk Huijing and Foli, spied on the magical exchange between the monk and the young master, and was filled with admiration in his heart.

Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this earthly immortal world is thin, the derived earthly immortal way is really powerful.

Lu Feng estimated that the strength of the two of them should be about the same as his, but the power of the spells they cast cannot be underestimated.

Lu Feng speculated what the scene would be like if he faced the spells of these two people.

Fighting alone, Lu Feng was 70% sure that he could defeat Monk Huijing and 50% sure of killing him.

But if it is Mr. Qiu, Lu Feng is only 60% sure that he can defeat him and 40% sure that he can kill him.

If the two of them join forces, Lu Feng feels that he is 50% sure that he can fight them to a draw, and 100% sure that he can escape with his life.

"Well, it's still not safe! I still need to collect more information!"

After Lu Feng made some calculations, he frowned slightly and stared at the battle in the field.

Between the young master and the monk.

The Fire of Buddha's Wrath and the Xuanyin Ghost Claw finally decided the winner when Lu Feng was thinking about it. After all, Master Qiu's Xuanyin Ghost Claw was the winner.

The Yin Qi stirred up, and the five ghost Xuanyin big handprints extinguished the fire of Buddha's anger in Monk Huijing. There was still some power left, and a ghost claw as big as a basin under his body continued to grab Monk Huijing.

If caught by this ghost's claws, even Monk Huijing's tempered body would have its skin torn apart by the erosion of Yin Qi.

Monk Huijing had a gloomy face. His Zen staff stood on the ground, and a light golden Buddha light emitted from the Zen staff.

In an instant, behind the monk, there was a golden Zen staff in the hand of King Ming Faxiang. The shape was exactly the same as the one in the monk's hand. Holding the golden light Zen staff, King Ming's Faxiang waved his big hand, and the golden Buddha's light swept hard on the Five Ghosts Xuanyin's big hand seal.

"Bo!"

The Yin Qi surged and exploded, and Master Qiu's Five Ghost Xuanyin big hand seals were also smashed away by the Buddha's light.

"Little bald donkey, it's interesting, but I'm going to take someone serious next time!"

Young Master Qiu looked stern. Although he had only used seven points of the Five Ghosts Xuanyin Grand Mudra just now, the surrounding world had already fallen into his Yin Qi domain, and he had a natural geographical advantage.

As for the monk in front of him, in such a situation, he could still use his magic weapon to block it, so his strength was certainly not weak.

Don't fight for a long time, otherwise something may happen.

After thinking about this, Mr. Qiu decided to kill him.

As soon as I opened the paper fan in my hand, a lifelike and vivid picture of hundreds of beauties appeared in the eyes of everyone present.

One by one, the beautiful and charming dancers, wearing light gauze clothes, danced in the air. With every frown and smile, the evil pink aura spread, making everyone in the field, whether male or female, feel a spurt of blood flowing from the bottom of their hearts. Zhang's impulse.

"Mr. Qiu, is this your method? A bunch of red and pink skeletons want to shake the fundamental nature of this poor monk?"

As soon as the beautiful picture came out, Monk Huijing looked at the bones and was not moved at all.

The beauties with enchanting looks and fragrant fragrance were nothing more than rotten white skeletons in front of the monk, with a stench that filled their nostrils, and maggots squirming in the dark skulls.

"Yeah?"

Young Master Qiu ignored Monk Huijing's ridicule and continued to promote the beauty painting.

There are bursts of fairy music, and dancing girls are dancing.

Monk Huijing was not affected at all, but the men and women behind him turned red, danced, and were immersed in evil dreams.

Affected by the beautiful pictures, these people dispersed into a group, and no one shouted the Buddha's name in unison.

Lu Feng imitated the people around him and indulged in dreams of beauty, unable to extricate himself.

"Hmph! Don't think that you can influence this poor monk!"

Monk Huijing didn't need to look back, her mind could see the ugliness of everyone, and Lu Feng's face twitched when he saw Lu Feng, who was mixed in among them and was doing his best to act.

This kid is definitely acting!

He is obviously strong and possesses magical power, so he has no pressure to resist this simple illusion of beauty, but he is pretending to enjoy the protection of the poor monk, but does not help the poor monk.

What a gloomy-minded person.

Monk Huijing gritted her teeth angrily, but she was worried about Young Master Qiu in front of her and had no intention of attacking Lu Feng.

The monk snorted coldly, and under the encouragement of Buddha's power, all the men and women who fell into the dream of beauty fell unconscious and fell to the ground one by one.

Lu Feng didn't feel the monk's attack, but when he saw others falling, he quickly adjusted his body, closed his eyes, and fell straight to the ground.

The color is a bone scraper.

Monk Huijing's move was intended to save them from having their yang energy sucked dry by the female ghost.

These people, after all, had just contributed telekinesis to him and helped him conquer demons.

After rescuing these men and women, Monk Huijing continued to inspire King Ming's Dharma, holding up his Zen staff and emitting golden light.

The hot Buddha's power shone on the nearly a hundred dancing girls, and it was like strong acid, corroding the beautiful appearance of the dancing girls with holes in them, and each one of them let out a shrill wail.

The beautiful appearance faded away, and ferocious female ghosts, dressed in red, appeared between heaven and earth under the light of Buddha.

"Ninety-seven evil spirits, Mr. Qiu, what do you want to do?"

Seeing the evil spirit reveal its true form, the monk returned to the capital without fear even if he fought with Mr. Qiu. For the first time, there was a look of fear on his face, and his voice showed a bit of trembling.

The ghost is the product of the lingering soul after death, which is affected by the negative spiritual energy of heaven and earth such as yin energy, death energy, and resentment.

At the beginning of its birth, it was weak and had many weaknesses. It was afraid of light and fire.

But when the ghost accumulates over time and absorbs enough negative spiritual energy, it can improve its cultivation like a human and evolve into a vicious soul comparable to a Taoist boy.

These evil spirits under Young Master Qiu are the products of artificial refinement at first glance.

However, this number is really shocking, close to one hundred.

"It seems like you are quite unlucky, Bald Donkey. You discovered my secret by accident. Since you have seen these evil spirits, I, Qiu, will not let you live!"

Although my hundred ghosts and soul-devouring formation is still a little short of completion, it is still quite powerful, so I can give it a try with you! The flesh and blood of the monk is a great tonic for evil spirits like me! "

Young Master Qiu laughed playfully, and as he waved his paper fan, hundreds of ghosts flew around.

The Yin Qi was turbulent and darkness descended. The Hundred Ghost Soul-eating Formation constructed by nearly a hundred evil souls opened its mouth and swallowed the monk Huijing who was blooming with Buddha's light.

Even the men and women behind the monk are included.

Faced with such an attack from the Hundred Ghost Soul-eating Formation, Monk Huijing lost all hope. The Buddhist power in his body surged and glowed with golden light, and he was already desperate.

The Buddha's light condensed, and Monk Huijing was about to use his strongest Dharma to fight against the great formation.

suddenly,

A wave of spiritual energy appeared behind the monk!

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