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The old monk practiced well, and a big hole in his chest was covered in blood and flesh, and he refused to die easily. He shouted: "I'll fight with you..."

He flew towards the two officers and soldiers, and his pair of fleshy palms suddenly seemed to suddenly swell several times and slapped heavily on the chests of the two officers and soldiers.

The stamped steel plate resisted the impact of great force, but the fragile human body inside the steel armor could not withstand such huge force. The mouth was bleeding and fell out.

The old monk roared with tigers, covered in blood, and looked like a madman, which scared the other officers and soldiers just now.

A huge axe fell down, "Bad, take a grandpa's axe!"

The old monk had avoided this axe, but this axe actually carried an extremely fierce and bloody aura, as if a tiger had opened its bloody mouth to someone and was about to swallow him.

The old monk suddenly seemed to be trapped in the blood sea hell, with endless sea of ​​blood everywhere, invading him into it. His spirit was dazed, and the axe had already slashed down and slashed obliquely on his shoulder blades.

"What a heavy blood, I don't know how many people I killed..." The old monk coughed twice and shouted: "Your murderous devil, let the old monk send you to hell!"

As he said that, he opened his mouth and squirted, a blood arrow shot at Li Kui. Although this Tiansha Star was rough, it had a nearly beast-like intuition about danger. He took two axes back and blocked them in front of him. He let the blood arrow shoot up.

"What a lot of effort..." Li Kui's arms were numb with his hands and arms, and he couldn't help but take two steps back. The axe made of stainless steel actually became bumpy, like the surface of the moon.

The old monk roared again, as if he was crazy. Forty years of meditation, his mind and nature were clear, and all turned into the momentum of hard work.

His blood was almost dry. His whole body was dyed red, and the wound on his shoulder blades that had been split by an axe had almost reached his chest. If it were someone else, he would probably have died long ago and could not die again.

However, deep in meditation, the nature is bright and bright, and can completely control the body. Whether it is heartbeat, breathing, etc., it is all dominated by the original mind. Even if the injury is like this, it can be endured for a while, and the eyes are red. I rushed towards Li Kui.

Even Li Kui, the murderous demon, couldn't help but change his face when he saw such an attitude and took a few steps back.

After hearing the "da da..." several gunshots, the old monk's body splattered with blood. In an instant, he was hit by seventeen or eighteen shots. The huge kinetic energy almost smashed the old monk's whole body, and he continued to pounce on Li Kui in a bloody and bloody manner.

When the incident came, it aroused Li Kui's fierceness. He also shouted and turned around and rushed forward. He slashed over the axe, and a head fell to the ground obliquely. However, all the blood was flowing clean.

"Grandma, it turns out to be paper-like, scary guy!" Li Kui shouted, kicked out, and kicked the headless corpse wearing a purple cassock away.

Then he shouted: "Kill, no one is left. These monks are planning to rebel. They dare to attack Shangfu and resist the official army. Kill them all for me!"

A team of big men holding automatic rifles rushed over with murderous intent, shouting, and the guns in their hands kept killing them when they saw them.

The momentum of the officers and soldiers of the other Shenwei Army increased greatly, and they followed them to kill, killing people and setting fires all the way without stopping. This thousand-year-old ancient temple, which has been passed down from the reign of Emperor Ming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, has been in blood and fire.

"Boom..." A large fireball hit and hit the demon-suppressing tower. But a golden light appeared in the demon-suppressing tower, blocking the fireball. It bounced open and landed among the nearby plants and lit a large fire.

Li Kui, who was killed all the way, broke into a treasure hall. He saw hundreds of monks sitting upright on the cushions, chanting scriptures in his eyes. He actually ignored the reactions of the outside world.

A golden gilded Buddha statue, more than three feet tall, sat with a compassionate face and a smile, as if facing the ignorant sentient beings in the swaying world like this.

"Wow, it turns out that they are all here." Li Kui laughed happily and rushed into the hall, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing people whenever he sees them.

No, it is easier than a tiger entering the flock of sheep. Even at this time, these monks did not move at all, and they all bowed their heads and recited scriptures. The situation was extremely strange.

But Li Kui doesn't care so much about this guy? No matter how weird you are, you can't make a fuss after you lose your head, right?

He was killing, and now he only regretted that he had only two hands to kill people too slowly. If he had three heads and six arms, then killing people would be even more enjoyable.

But at this moment, Gongsun Sheng appeared at the entrance of the hall with a vote of gunmen and shouted: "Here is here, here. It is them and the monks who support the Great Perfect Light Cloud..."

Before he finished speaking, the storm bullets shot into the hall. I don’t know if someone did it on purpose, but Li Kui was almost shot by a gun. He was so angry that he screamed, but he didn’t dare to stay in the hall to kill people anymore. He retreated in anger.

As soon as he withdrew, a black "stone" was thrown in. The explosion sounded suddenly. Fire and black smoke rose in the hall, and they screamed in a flash.

"Set fire..." Li Kui shouted: "Set fire to them, the thief..."

When Gongsun Sheng heard this, he realized that it made sense. Wen Fei's most elite and loyal guards equipped with hot weapons had always been in control of them.

Speaking of which, his relationship with Master Wen Da is unclear. But in private, Wen Fei would not deny that Zhang Xubai called him junior brother.

After all, his basic Taoism is the method of governing the true spirit and all the methods obtained from Luo Zhenren. Even when he fought with Luo Zhenren last time, neither side tried to kill him, and they still had some tacit understanding between each other.

In short, Gongsun Sheng was still Wen Fei trusted more. He looked up at the sky and saw in the air, Wen Fei's glory and the Great Perfect Light Cloud were still fighting. Originally, this time, he had begun to gradually move back to the situation.

"Setting fire..." Gongsun Sheng immediately made a decision. These monks who were bowing their heads and praying to recite scriptures were the key to the Great Perfect Light Cloud.

A few torches were thrown in immediately, and before they could be lit, a purple cloud floated over, and just pressed down, extinguishing the flames.

It turned out that the purple-robed monk who was in charge of the ritual could no longer bear it, and finally couldn't help but act. Gongsun Sheng sneered, and saw that the radiant Buddha statue in the hall dimmed in the moment the purple-robed monk took action. The Great Perfect Light Clouds in the sky also began to shrink.

"I thought that your Buddhist sect really had such a master of Arhat realm, and could actually use such a brilliant cloud of Great Perfect Light. It turns out that it was just a gathering of the power of everyone? Yes, have you used some treasures?"

Gongsun Sheng said, his eyes already staring at a bead on the top of the gilded Buddha statue that was emitting a dreamy color, which was obviously a relics.

"Stop talking nonsense, today I will start a massacre and send you and other demons to the eighteenth level of hell!" The monk's voice was like a bronze bell, buzzing, and awe-inspiring.

But before he could finish his voice, he was wrapped in a bullet. The monk flipped his robes and shook his robes, and the robes stood up like a wall. He barely wanted to block the bullets.

If this is a bow and arrow, there is still a possibility. But it will not be possible to deal with these bullets with great kinetic energy. If you can't breathe, the robe is already full of holes, and there is no one inside.

It turned out that the monk was a golden cicada, and the man had already rushed out and approached Gongsun Sheng. His shoulders trembled, and his body was about to crash into Gongsun Sheng's arms.

Unfortunately, although Gongsun Sheng was also a Taoist priest, he was a hero from Liangshan. He had fought many battles with the officers and soldiers. How could it be so easy to deal with? He didn't fight hard with the monk at all, but just took two steps back. The gunman behind him immediately opened fire and weaved a firepower net in front of the monk.

Seeing the power of the bullet, how could the monk dare to take it? He moved his body like a ghost, and the bullets fell into nothing, which was extremely magical.

"Brother Dao, I'll help you!" Zheng Ziqing jumped out of nowhere and raised his hand to smash a small black ball.

With a "pang...", the ball fell on the floor tiles and exploded. A purple-black smoke flew out from it, and it could not dissipate. It swept towards the monks with its teeth and claws.

At this time, the remaining hundreds of monks in the hall were less than half. The rest could no longer sit and recite scriptures, and they were in chaos and ran around like headless flies. Unfortunately, the portals had been blocked by Gongsun Sheng, but they could not escape even if they could escape.

As soon as these monks came into contact with the purple-black smoke, they screamed loudly and fell to the ground and rolled continuously. Countless bubbles quickly appeared all over their bodies.

Such a tragic phenomenon, not to mention the purple-robed monk's eyes were so bitter that he was so angry that he could not help but retreat. Even Wen Fei's personal soldiers were all in a state of scattering.

"This is the Taoist Dharma of the Plague Tribe, and it is already so powerful!" Gongsun Sheng was shocked, and he didn't care much about it, shouting: "Take all the grenades in!"

Balls of grenades flew in like crows. Amid the rumbling and screaming, the Great Perfect Light Clouds in the sky continued to shrink...

Fahai in the air finally couldn't sit still, and as Jinshan Temple fell into the killing, the Great Perfect Light Cloud continued to shrink, but instead gradually became stalemate with Master Wen.

Wen Fei sneered: "I think you are so powerful, you are so bald. It seems that the monks from Jinshan Temple below are helping you!"

"Devil, aren't you afraid of being thrown into the eighteenth level of hell?" Fahai's eyes turned red and he cursed angrily. The light on his body was swaying and uneasy.
Chapter completed!