After constant echoing, the two seedlings seemed to be listening carefully. Slowly, the two seedlings began to grow continuously. The fish and shrimp from the surrounding lakes also came over and gave the water, nodding constantly.

On this quiet morning, in the oasis of the sand sea, the little monk recited scriptures and preached, and even the stubborn stones under his feet benefited. After this morning, I don’t know how many spiritual things will be born in this lake.

When the Dharma-Destroying Sutras were finished reciting, the two young seedlings had grown into towering trees, embracing each other, twisting each other, becoming one, and being unable to distinguish them.

The dense branches and leaves immediately attracted many birds to come and make nests in the trees.

"What you did may not be right. The reason why life is valuable is that it is invisible and uncontrollable. Most rebirth is a painful thing." Yueying suddenly said something that is not in line with her age.

Fa Mie Ze said: "Maybe you are right, but if you have the chance, who wouldn't want to do it again? Even if you know that you will be bleeding from the head in the future, you will probably not be willing to give up this opportunity."

At this moment, a voice sounded: "Huang Jiaomen Zhang Kuang came to retrieve my six magic weapons! By the way, I will collect some interest."

The person who came was Fang Dang.

Fang Dang spent a night refining the spirit of the Hydra and the crocodile, not only absorbing the power of their faith, but also having unexpected joy.

At this time, Fang Dang was stepping on the crocodile under his feet. The crocodile had become the guardian mount of Ruyi Buddha.

At this time, Fang Dang sat at a giant crocodile more than ten meters high, condescending to him, saying that he was powerful.

Soon, something surged in the dark hole leading to the Sand Mountain Gate. Then a pile of sand gushed out of the black hole, struggling to turn into a huge sand monster, roaring and opening its mouth to the sky, and countless wild sand rushed towards Fang Dang.

The sandstorm rushed towards Fang Dang like a hail, and each grain of sand was like a bullet, making a sudden and harsh sound in the air.

Fang Dang formed a swastika seal with both hands, and the gold flowed, immediately wrapped Fang Dang's body. The sand hit the swastika gold ding dong, creating ripples, but it could not break through Fang Dang's method of protecting the Buddha's golden body.

The wild sand rolled past, and Fang Dang then collected the protective gold.

The crazy sand giant shouted: "Little beast, are you impatient to live? "

Fang Dangze smiled slightly, jumped off the giant crocodile, and stepped on the head of the huge sand monster with a kick.

Fang Dang's kick was really powerful. He stepped on the sand monster's forehead and stepped down the hideous and fierce huge sand monster into a pile of sand.

Fang Dang's kick could not help but transport it downwards. In the end, Fang Dang not only shattered the sand monster that was more than ten meters high, but also shattered the dark deep hole with one foot.

A huge sand wave flower exploded suddenly in the sea of ​​sand, and the smoke and dust rushed up dozens of meters. From a distance, it looked like the prototype of mushroom clouds had already appeared.

Fang Dang stepped on the gate of the Shashan Gate with one foot, crossed the rolling quicksand, and the next moment, Fang Dang had already arrived in a world made of sand and stones.

Here, from houses to cities, they are all made of sand and stone, and no grass grows. It looks like a dry world that has been dry for tens of thousands of years.

At this time, the monks of Shashan Gate were running towards this place. Fang Dang had only two or three sentences from the opening to the rushing into Shashan Gate. The disciples of Shashan Gate had no time to make preparations and ran out hastily to prepare for the challenge.

Outside the Sand Mountain Gate, the little monk and the little Taoist nun stared at the rising muddy mushroom cloud with wide eyes.

Yueying said in surprise: "It seems that there are two existences in the monument-casting realm of this Shashan Gate, right?"

Fami shook his head and said, "No, it's three!"

"Do you think that guy can be Fang Dang? Why do I think that only a guy with a broken brain can do such a thing that happened in front of me?" Yueying felt like hope was shattered.

Fa Mie said, "I originally thought that this guy named Zhang Kuang was unlikely to be Fang Dang. Now it seems that this guy must be Fang Dang, and there is no mistake, because this guy did the same thing in Huan World! That time he destroyed Huanyu Tower, and this time, he broke the gate of Shashan Gate with one foot."

"This guy is so arrogant!" As he said that, the little monk Fami shook his head vigorously.

"Didn't he save millions of creatures to become Buddhas at once? If he has this confidence, it seems nothing wrong to be arrogant, right?" Yueying defended Fang Dang.

The little monk scratched his head, "If he could walk out of the Sand Mountain Gate alive, it means he has the capital of arrogance. If he couldn't walk out, then he was just an arrogant fool. Let's take a look and then draw a conclusion!"

As he said that, the little monk walked into the rolling smoke and dust. Yueying waved his hand and dispelled the smoke and dust to prevent the smoke and dust from falling on his body. He followed the little monk and walked into the rolling smoke and dust.

At this time, thousands of monks gathered opposite Fang Dang, and the cultivation level of these monks was high and low.

The leading ones are the existences of the three monuments.

Under normal circumstances, the existence of the monument-casting realm will not pay attention to the affairs of the sect. If the enemy comes to kill the sect, they will not come forward. However, there is a special situation, that is, when another monument-casting realm exists in the sect.

The existence of the monument-casting realm only fights with the existence of the monument-casting realm, which is the rule of the fairy world.

It is the self-discipline of the strong on their own unparalleled power.

This time, Fang Dang stepped on the gate of Shashan Gate with one foot, and the power displayed had exceeded the realm of Venerable Hedao, so the three stele masters who had always ignored the affairs of the sect all came out of cultivation and welcomed Fang Dang's arrival together.

Although there was only one person and one crocodile on Fang Dang's side, in his momentum, he felt like he was confronting thousands of monks on the other side.

Such a picture falls on the little monk Fami who had just walked into Shashan Gate and the little Taoist nun Yueying Eye.

Yueying's eyes suddenly shone: "This is so handsome!"

Famie said angrily: "I'm afraid he's handsome for only three seconds!"

Yueying frowned and looked at Fa Mie Dao with contempt: "Then you, the little monk, are strong!"
Chapter completed!