"You dead woman is such a despicable method~!"

Xiao Xia rarely scolds people or gets angry, but now he can't help but swear loudly when he jumps in the air because he is really very, very annoyed.

The reason why he was annoyed was not that Hu Qian exposed the illusion he had finally made, at least not all, but that Hu Qian finally told the truth that she had always been fearless about him.

Xiao Xia could vaguely feel that this was not aimless, and his life might have been under the control of this woman.

From when Hu Qian and Li Yutang left together and completely ignored him and stayed alone, Xiao Xia vaguely felt something was wrong. Because a smart person, especially a smart person who likes to use some means, would never ignore another smart person who had already become suspicious of her. Unless she had made some arrangements and was sure of it. When Hu Qian took Li Yutang back and ignored Xiao Xia, Xiao Xia knew that it was probably not good.

But Xiao Xia still couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he retreated. When he retreated far enough, he quietly found a "Clan Body Illusion Talisman" and a "Stone Invisibility Curse". According to the classification method of Shenjitang, these two talismans are above the seventh or eighth grade, and the price on ** is at least hundreds of taels of silver per piece. Xiao Xia himself couldn't draw it. They were all used to find a way to get it and then collect it in hand for critical moments.

The sudden move of the Mirgen Monk was somewhat beyond Xiao Xia's expectations, but it was a rare opportunity. The one who was crushed by the demon-subduing pestle was the clone illusion talisman. Xiao Xia himself had turned into an inconspicuous rock. He originally thought that he could escape the danger, but he never expected that even Mirgen Monk could not see the illusion. Hu Qian, who had never looked at him, could shout out in one go.

Even though he was angry, Xiao Xia still knew what he should do. When it fell in the air, he had a talisman in his hand, and the earth-yellow air of Wu Earth rolled out from it. At the same time, he also slapped the talisman on the ground.

"The essence of Wu Earth, follow my orders! Get up!" Xiao Xia stood up, raised his hand and pulled the ground, and the ground was pulled up with his gesture.

"Hmph. Wu Tu Armor Soldier, the first-grade spiritual talisman. Hahahaha..." Hu Qian laughed, her laughter was very sharp and proud. "Boy, you really didn't disappoint me."

Xiao Xia narrowed his eyes and didn't say anything, but the blue veins on his forehead jumped. This top-grade talisman was also one of the reasons why he was so annoyed. Even if he was only a top-grade talisman, it was completely different from ordinary talismans. They were only drawn by Taoist masters who had entered the innate realm, and it was not a matter of raising hands. These sect leaders or cultivators of the sect usually rarely painted by hand, and rarely appeared in the hands of outsiders. According to the standards used by Li Yutang's heroes, it was determined that at least the price of thousands of taels of gold. This one was obtained by great luck, and he couldn't even sell it, so he really kept the talisman that saved his life.

Of course, this is the time to save your life. Hu Qian shouted like this. Even if she did not threaten Xiaoxia to take action, Xiaoxia would have to take action to save her life.

The ground was trembling slightly, attracted by the talisman in Xiao Xia's hand. The soil around and under the ground was gathering towards him, and then it continued to accumulate like a fountain. Even Xiao Xia's figure was hidden in it, but in a blink of an eye, a native man who was taller than the current fury monk gathered together.

"The Ming King has no appearance and is empty-handed."

Xiao Xia's sudden appearance did surprise the expression of the Mirage Monk, but it was only a blink of an eye that was covered up by anger. He still popped out his fingers, and this time it was no longer one finger, but six arms, including three pairs of upper, middle, and lower, popped out six fingers together.

Amid the dull sound of a loud noise, six holes that were the size of a washbasin, which could be penetrated by a person suddenly exploded from different angles on the natives at the same time, splashing the soil in all directions to cause a rain of soil within a radius of dozens of feet. The natives' bodies tilted, and the body that had just condensed just now almost disintegrated under these six huge holes, but the soil that kept surging from the ground quickly filled the broken parts.

"Huh?" The Mirren Monk was shocked again. Today, this boy named Xia made him eat too much and shocked. The directions of the six fingers just now intertwined, covering more than 70% of the native man's body, but the blown out was full of soil and no trace of blood was seen. Xiao Xia, who had obviously merged into the native man, seemed to be not in it at all. Not only that, the native man not only did not fall apart, but could continue to condense the soil to form, which means that even the spiritual talisman was not injured.

Before this surprise could pass, the Miaofu Monk immediately discovered a bigger surprise. Just now when he screamed, a flame rushed out of his mouth.

He did not feel the pain of burning flames. The Great Power Vajra Dharma Image is transformed by his full mind and power of Buddhism and vows. It is completely united with him. No matter how strong the pain, suffering, fear, fear, sorrow, or decline are, it is just a breeze to him now, but he knows that this is real fire, fire burned from the meridians and vital energy in his whole body.

Just when he first blasted out the Wei Tuo Demon-Subduing Pestle, the Mirgen Monk actually felt a little inexplicable burning sensation in his meridians. At first, it was still slightly unobstructed, but with each use of the magic power, the burning heat became a little heavier, and even the spiritual mind was slightly restless.

Even so, even after hearing Hu Qian's words just now, the Mirren Monk still didn't care. Until now, the six fingers were all out, and the heavier and heavier heat finally burned in his body's blood as if a large bucket of oil was poured on.

"That's the 'heart fire' of the Tang Sect. Didn't I just say it, Master, you have been poisoned long ago." Hu Qian was laughing, her voice was sharp and as if the poor lubricating machine was rubbing desperately. She also saw the flame spurted out of the mouth of the rage monk.

"This poison is led by the anger, desire, and love fire in people's minds. Once it occurs, true fire will be produced from the limbs and bones to burn the person to charcoal, and there is no medicine to solve. The master can hold on until this time before it occurs. This Buddhist sect is indeed unfathomable."

The Mirgen Monk turned his head and looked at Hu Qian who was slowly retreating while talking. His anger had already burned out of his red eyes.

It really burned out. Now his facial features and seven orifices are on the outside. This powerful and solemn Great Powerful Vajra Dharma image actually showed a scene like a juggling in the world. It looked so weird.

"It is absolutely impossible! This great power and virtue Vajra Dharma image is the power of the real king, and all laws are not invaded!" The rage monk opened his mouth and roared, and the flames he squirted out had almost become a pillar of fire.

"Even Master 'Heart-Eating Dream' can blow it away with his mouth. Perhaps this Vajra Dharma image is indeed difficult to invade. But did the master not hear it clearly? He was poisoned 'long ago'. Master really thought I really like to listen to your childhood stories? Do you really think I just want to see the master's methods? In fact, no matter what the master means, I am not worried, because I have known that you are going to die."

Hu Qian is very happy, proud and happy now. She knows that she has won. After walking back from the edge of life and death, the huge fear and excitement of survival made her throw away not only her helmet, but also her forbearance and gloom. Now every organ and muscle on her face are unscrupulously showing her current excitement. Her originally pale face now begins to turn red like a thrill of excitement.

The fire that Miaoqin's roar just now was not only emitted, but also smelled the scorched stinking in it. The smell of the barbecue too much and the smell of burning hair mixed together. She knew very well that the fire would not be extinguished once it burned. Perhaps Miaoqin's mental thoughts would not hurt, but his internal organs, skeletal muscles and skin would soon turn into a ball of coke that could no longer be distinguished from each other.

Long. The huge native man finished repairing his body and began to take steps, moving his body of tens of thousands of pounds forward. This step seemed to be heading towards the fury monk, but it seemed that he had turned a little in Hu Qian's direction.

"Boy named Xia, do you want to taste the smell of hundreds of small insects slowly coming out of your body?" Hu Qian immediately turned her head, the laughter and flushing on her face were still there, but the voice had become cold again. She was holding a small transparent crystal in her hand, and a dark red nematode was slowly squirming. "Go and kill me Mianqi. Today I am in a very good mood and don't want to kill anyone. And I just happen to be missing a subordinate in the future. This red line Gu is not cheaper than your top-grade talisman, and I don't want to use it only once today."

The huge native man had no facial features such as ears, only the shape of his hands, feet and head, as if he was pinched by a child. I don’t know how Xiao Xia, who was hiding inside, could hear it. However, it seemed that he did hear it. The native man paused, and then continued to strode towards the Mifu Monk, and at the same time raised his hand, which was as thick as a water tank, but was just a huge lump of earth.

The Mirgen Monk stared at the local people rushing over with his fire-breathing eyes, and Hu Qian who retreated far away. In these short breaths, he had tried to remove the raging fire burning in his body, but whether it was breathing, luck, Buddhism, or other magical powers of the Great Power Demon King, he could not even suppress the fire slightly, but instead tended to add fuel to the fire. It seemed that he had become a huge wax figure, and every body was actively dedicating himself to light and heat, and then motivating the compatriots around him to rush out of the limitations of the body. The flames erupted in his facial features became brighter and more vigorous, and even began to form a piece around his head, looking like the divine light flame of the Ming King Dharma, which was even more powerful. Of course, if there was no more and more burnt smell.

Just when Xiaoxia's natives were only a few feet away from him, the Mifu Monk finally sighed, but the powerful voice was not depressed or unwilling at all. It was just like a traveler walking a little tired and ready to take a break: "Forget it. It turns out that the Tao is one foot taller and the demon is one foot taller. It seems that the devil is hard to survive this demonic disaster. This is also because the monk's obsession in his heart has not been purified and the karma has not yet disappeared. I just hope that he can still convert to my Buddha in the next life and do his best to purify the Saha world."

"The two donors are very scheming and cruel in their methods. Staying in this world is also a disaster. I will take the two donors and the monster to enter the samsara to clear their sins."

After saying this, the flames in the facial features of the Furious Monk suddenly became extremely strong, and it seemed to be a huge butter torch. Two light sounds exploded from his eyes. His own eyes were burned out in the flames first, but he did not react at all. He just spread the three pairs of arms, interlaced them, and took out three handprints, and then a huge virtual image appeared behind him.

This is a full body of indigo, six heads, six arms, and six legs, and the appearance of Mifu Monk, which seems to be more detailed. The first hand holds a sword in the right hand, the second hand holds a Ruyi Treasure Rod in the right hand, the trident in the left hand, the second hand holds a wheel in the left hand, the second hand holds a fundamental seal, using the skull as the necklace and the tiger skin as the skirt, and riding a buffalo.

With the appearance of this giant image, the voice of the fury monk also appeared in the void, blurred, but seemed boundless - "The Dharma is boundless, and the Ming King is pure in the world."

ps: I was disconnected yesterday, and I just recharged it today. There is a difference between Buddhism in the book and reality, and the novel is just a fictional one, so there is no need to be detailed.

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