Legend of the Green Ape

This gourd poison treasure was made by ancestor Ding collecting demonic blood. It is extremely poisonous. After the mouth of the gourd is opened, it can disperse tens of thousands of blood sand. It can be thrown out like rain, and it will erode when it touches people.

In order to complete the battle, he acted decisively and made several laps on the entire battlefield. As soon as the gourd came out, blood sand fell all over the sky and attacked regardless of enemy and friend.

After that, he squeezed out a flying knife that was as thin as a cicada's wing, tapped the blade lightly with his fingertips, and immediately fell into invisibility, ready to go.

He stared at the enemy's four cultivators in the Purple Mansion. If he lacked supernatural powers and was in a mess under the blow of blood sand, then he would be the target of his flying knives.

It's a pity that the four have the advantage in numbers, and they are able to besie Xiaofang Arhat and the Wude Walker with ease. During the battle, they always watch Liulu and secretly monitor the surrounding situation.

When they saw the blood sand suddenly dropped, they were not in a hurry, each offering a treasure hanging above their heads, calmly responding, and at the same time they still had enough energy to take care of the Jindanqi next to them.

Watching the blood sand descending more and more densely, forming a curtain of rain covering all the radius, but they did not evade half a step, still firmly guarding around the diamond corpse.

The only unlucky ones are Xiaofang Arhat and the Virtuous Walker.

Just listen to the "Ah!"

The blood sand eroded the Buddha's light from the body of the enlightened practitioner, and it leaked down his shoulders. He was instantly black when wearing a robes. His skin had just been stained with arsenopyrite, and his bone-piercing pain spread all over his body, and he couldn't help screaming.

If it hadn't been for Xiaofang Arhat to make a timely move and take a Buddha jug to seal the wound and prevent the spread of toxins, the entire arm would have to be rotted into a pool of blood.

Facing the siege of more than ten monks, the two masters and apprentices were already stretched out. The ancestor Na Ding was also dark-hearted, and did not give a reminder before releasing the blood sand. As a result, the friendly army was severely injured.

Seeing this scene, Bai Zhilan yelled anxiously: "Senior, your poison rain hurt Brother Wude!"

"It's just a small injury, it won't take his life!" Old Ancestor Ding raised his arm and pointed, and the blood sand shifted in the air. It was known that Fang Luohan had separated from the top of the heads, revealing a gap.

At this time, he transmitted a message to Xiaofang Luohan: "What are you waiting for, don't withdraw soon!"

Na Xiaofang Arhat frowned. He can persist until now. He is completely protected by the vajra bamboo corpse. Even if he wants to go, he must take the bamboo corpse with him. Otherwise, he can't resist the chasing and killing of the surrounding monks, but the blood sand has evolved into a piece of blood. The ring belt was tightly wrapped around the bamboo corpse, and he couldn't collect it at all.

I couldn’t help but glance at the direction where Ancestor Ding was hiding, thinking that the person who released the blood sand had bad intentions. If he flees with his disciple, he will be chased, and the bamboo corpse will be snatched by the other party. Without fleeing, it is impossible to guarantee that the other party will not attack his apprentice with blood sand again.

‘It’s really sinister! Xiaofang Arhat screamed secretly, turned his head to look at the Enlightened Journey. He was almost fainted and could not withstand the second round of blood sand corrosion. He gritted his teeth and flew into the sky.

As expected, when he moved his body, all the more than ten monks in the vicinity followed him. The goal of these people was not the bamboo corpse, but him.

When Patriarch Ding saw it, he was very happy, as long as the two parties leave here, the bamboo corpse can become his bag.

But he didn't be happy for too long, and it took a moment for the Xiaofang Arhat and the Enlightened Walker to return and land on the shoulders of the bamboo corpse again.

The rain curtain of blood sand that stretched for several miles seemed to be drawn by a suction, and the brain disappeared in place, and there was no sign of it.

Old Ancestor Ding couldn't help but stunned: "Who broke the old man arsenopyrite?"

He could sense the location of the caster, right beside him, but no matter how he searched, he was always empty.

Suspiciously, the group of monks who besieged Xiaofang Arhat had already cast their eyes on the arsenopyrites abruptly earlier, and the situation was unknown. Although they captured the position of the ancestor Ding, they had no chance to take action. The sand is gone, and the Xiaofang Arhat and the Enlightened Virtues have not escaped. Naturally, they will not let the ancestor Ding play mystery.

"Things that hide their heads and tails, get out!"

The monks shot almost at the same time, and the original shape of Patriarch Ding was revealed with one blow.

At this time, Old Ancestor Ding could no longer secretly attack. He either fought openly with each other, or retreated. The two sides were separated by more than a dozen miles. If he was determined to escape, he would still have a chance to avoid the battlefield.

"It turned out to be Daoist Ding Ying. You are not in the Xuandu Realm. What are you doing here?" The other party has four Zifu monks. The Lingxiao Palace and the Xiaochen Temple disciples saw the appearance of Old Ancestor Ding and quickly recognized him. Identity, seeing that he was not alone, questioned first.

Old Zu Ding smiled and didn't smile: "I heard that there is a lively scene in the Hongyuan Temple. The old man has nothing to do, so he came to take a look. You continue to fight, the old man will not help each other, so goodbye!"

He is not a false statement, what he said is what he thinks in his heart, since the position is exposed, he will jump around, so that he will not fight to the death and life of a well-matched opponent.

The opponent’s purple mansions listened to them, but did not intercept him. After all, he was not the main sniper target. This time the Hinayana Temple and Hongyuan Temple fought against each other. There are countless fishermen in troubled waters. In the entire Cien Mountain Range, any battlefield exists. Wild Xiu, who waited for the opportunity to grab the treasure like him, took time and effort to stop him, but the credit was very small and not worthy.

Old Ancestor Ding saw that the other party would not attack him, and was happy to see what he did, and motioned for Bai Zhilan and two companions to leave immediately.

Bai Zhilan was worried about the safety of Xiaofang Arhat and the virtuous walker, but she did not move. She had made up her mind that she had to participate in the rescue, but the ancestor Ding knew her character long ago, grabbed her by the wrist, and forced her to go with her.

Bai Zhilan was restrained by him, and her heart was full of anger. When she was about to struggle, she suddenly saw a panic on the battlefield. A monk in a green robe lurked over from nowhere and jumped into the air.

He is extremely agile and has extraordinary magical powers. He actually bullied the more than ten monks directly with a golden Buddha body, looked for the purple-haired leader of the Lingxiao Palace, and slammed his fist.

This fist just came out, and instantly turned into a row of arm shadows, or grasping, or grasping, or fingering, or hooking, layered on top of each other, sealed around the purple-haired leader, and attacked his body.

Old Ancestor Ding saw the green-robed monk making a move, knowing that this was the one who broke his arsenopyrite earlier, and his supernatural powers should be above him. He stopped immediately, prepared to wait and see for a while before making plans.

Bai Zhilan has also calmed down, staring at the face of the Qingpao monk, her face is full of surprises, ‘Monk alms! ’

She recognized Yuan He's identity. At this moment, the disappearance of Li Chanjuan last night and the disappearance of the group of Jin Ge Tutuo made her understand.

'He has such a strong mana. It should be easy to clean up the golden heads of the Hongmei Xianzhuang. Those heads suddenly left me, presumably not for chasing and killing Chan'er. It is most likely that he was forced by his spells, and they were all scared away. Up! Is Chan'er protected by him? ’

Thinking of this, Bai Zhilan was already energetic. She wanted to reveal Yuan He's identity to Old Ancestor Ding, but just now Old Ancestor Ding poisoned the virtuous practitioners and did not rescue the two. She no longer trusts this demon clan. The monk resisted not to mention it.

She didn't say anything, but Old Ancestor Ding wanted to ask her: "Who is this master? What magical powers does he use?"

She shook her head with a cold face: "The juniors don't know, he is not a disciple of Hongyuan Temple, he is expected to be a friend of Xiaofang Arhat!"

With only this sentence, the dozen or so cultivators had already slowed down, and they all shot together and began to besiege Yuan He.

But seeing Yuan He suddenly slammed his palm, he chanted a few words of Buddha's greetings in his mouth.

The golden body was transformed, and the Buddha's light on the back was prosperous, and thousands of arm shadows evolved, which suddenly closed again, and the arms and arms linked together, trapping the purple-haired leader in one fell swoop.

As soon as this magical power was put on display, the three views of sitting cross-over in the sky suddenly felt like.

‘View the lotus in tears, bury flowers with a thousand hands! ’

Venerable Three Views lowered his head slightly, cast his gaze to the ground, and locked Yuan He's Thousand-Handed Buddha Body: ‘He is here! ’

After a glance, the shadow of a lofty mountain was reflected in the eyes of the Buddha.

There is a golden dot in the shadow. If you look closer, you will find that the golden dot has the shape of a pond.

‘The poor monk is tired of you, so he must use you to observe the lotus Buddha Dharma to compensate for this cause and effect! ’

Thinking of this, he raised the Buddha's finger lightly and pointed towards Yuan He.

"Thousands of Hands Burying Flowers" is the first magical power Yuan He realized from Guanlian's three burials. He had already made a plan before going and only confronted the enemy with the Dharma. This time he met the disciples of the Lingxiao Palace, he took this first. People test the power of "Thousand Hands Burial Flower".

Unexpectedly, it was only halfway through the spell, that is, being induced by the Venerable Three Views, a Buddha pointed it down, and cut off his attempt to kill the disciple of Lingxiao. Naturally, the power could not be tried.