The roar of the golden dragon resounded throughout the sky above the Haotian Sect.

The terrifying power of Buddhist suppression was completely radiated from the golden dragon, making the people in the city feel faintly suffocated.

"Gan!"

The great monk flew into the sky, and the Buddha's light on his body became brighter and brighter, until the entire light cannon was reflected in the Buddha's light, and he had already flown under the yellow robe, holding on to the yellow robe with one hand.

The golden dragon flew under him, as if it had found an opportunity to attack. Its five claws rushed down, tearing the heaven and earth apart in an instant.

When Lin Nandao saw this, he felt panicked and hurriedly typed out several yellow papers with secret orders in his hand.

"Stab-"

In an instant, the secret order yellow paper erupted in front of him, opening a crack in the yellow robe in which he was imprisoned, just enough for him to get out.

When Shang Yunqing saw Lin Nandao opening the way out, he hurriedly shouted: "Lin Nandao, help me out first! This monk is completely suppressing me."

Hearing this, Lin Nandao turned his head and glanced, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, he ducked out, leaving Shang Yunqing to face the great monk alone.

As the saying goes, a dead Taoist friend is not as good as a poor Taoist. This monk is not something he can deal with. It would be better to go to other places early, just in time to tell others about the strength of this great monk.

The golden dragon attacked and hit Shang Yunqing's body hard with one claw, and his entire body exploded at this moment.

Shang Yunqing's soul showed a strange white color and instantly penetrated into the body of a dead disciple nearby.

The corpse moved slightly, then suddenly got up from the ground, looking at the great monk with a horrified expression.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

The great monk did not intend to continue. He held the sky-covering cassock with his left hand, and with his right hand, he punched out the Buddhist magic formula and dropped it with one palm.

In an instant, the entire Haotian Sect shook, as if it was an earthquake. Many of the fleeing disciples looked around with horrified expressions.

The golden dragon suddenly shrank its body and returned to the body of the great monk, turning him into a Dragon Subduing Master.

And he also followed his own palm prints to fall, and the Dharma behind him showed a hint of ferocity at this moment, and the Buddhist big hand prints fell from the sky.

Shang Yunqing looked at the palm prints so close at hand, already knowing that he could not escape, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes.

This was the second time he faced an opponent with Sanxian strength, but this time he was alone.

When they dealt with Sun Wusheng before, the eight of them fought together to win. This time, he obviously couldn't escape alone.

"Bang——"
Chapter completed!