Bold Evildoer, Poor Monk Fahai

Chapter 66: Don’t give me an explanation, no one can leave

The green dragon sword bestowed by Lingbao Tianzun was transformed by the blue dragon. Just like the three-pointed two-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand, it was transformed by the three dragons of the High Heaven Palace, and it was powerful.

Even if the Green Jiao Sword is not comparable to a three-pointed two-edged sword, it will not be so bad.

The Great Immortal Beaulieu's mana is huge, and his cultivation is extremely high. He is about to condense three flowers above his head...

The gathering of the three flowers represents the sublimation of the spiritual energy of the practitioner, and the spirit and energy are mixed together at the entrance to the first orifice.

Essence is a jade flower, Qi is a golden flower, and God is a nine flower. Taoism re-cultivation, thinking that refining qi, refining qi, refining the gods, refining the gods, and finally gathering at the top, will not invade.

Once the monks gather at the top of the three flowers, their cultivation base will get a qualitative leap.

Daxian Beaulieu currently only condenses two flowers, and the third flower has not been condensed yet. She did not release Sanhua, all of which was observed by Fahai through Faye.

Fahai admired Lingbao Tianzun in his heart. He was inclusive of all rivers and had no kind of teaching. Most of his disciples were demons who could cultivate Dao.

Daxian Panlong looked at Fahai with a smile, "Little monk, it is too late to regret now. Once you have a sword, you will never have a chance to regret it again."

"Amitabha!"

Fahai clasped his hands together, his face was as calm as water, "I just want to learn about the power of the Qingjiao Sword."

Immortal Beaulieu chuckled, "So courageous? Well, this seat will fulfill you."

After speaking, Daxian Panlong raised his hand, strangling with a violent sword energy. Fahai stomped on the ground, and his figure retreated sharply.

Under the control of the magical power of the Great Immortal Panlong, the domineering sword aura instantly turned into a terrifying flood dragon, rushing towards Fahai with its teeth and claws.

Fahai's eyes widened, Buddha power surged between his palms, and a golden Buddha palm suppressed the sword Qi Jiaolong.

Sword Qi Jiaolong was extremely fierce, and instantly smashed the Buddha's palm.

Daxian Fanlong jokingly said, "Little monk, are you still being a green dragon sword by mana?"

Where the Jianqi Jiaolong passed, the floor was crushed into powder, leaving deep gullies on the ground. Fahai's eyes sank, his five fingers spread out, and he fell towards the Jianqi Flood Dragon.

"Break it to this seat!"

Sword Qi Jiaolong exploded with a fierce aura, sweeping over a hundred meters, leaving many traces. Sword Qi Jiaolong seemed to possess sage, swung its tail abruptly, bypassing Fahai's offensive at a very fast speed and rushed towards the rear.

Yan Chixia and Zhiqiu Yiye stiffened under the awe of the domineering aura, and their legs did not dare to move like lead. Yan Chixia's eyes were blind, but the power emanating from the Jian Qi Flood Dragon was still clearly aware. Zhiqiu Yiye's eyes widened, showing horror.

"What a courage!"

Fahai was furious.

Jian Qi Jiaolong's consciousness was so strong that he knew that he would pass by him and attack Master Yan Chixia. Sword Qi traverses all directions, and Yan Chixia is absolutely unstoppable.

"Cassette!"

Sword Qi Jiaolong is too fast, Fahai can't catch up. With a stern shout, the sacred robes roared out, curling up the two masters and apprentices Yan Chixia at the moment of their death.

Boom!

Sword Qi Jiaolong squeezed thousands of meters across, the building not far away was directly destroyed, and there was a screaming faintly. Fahai sniffed, a faint blood filled the air.

He fixed his eyes to see that there were two Jinshan Temple disciples in the ruins. Under the attack of the Jianqi Flood Dragon, they were all covered with cuts and bruises, shocking, and their souls were all strangled.

Fahai stood still and shouted in a deep voice, "Daxian, you broke into the Jinshan Temple and killed the disciples of the Jinshan Temple. Do you really think this is so good to bully?"

The anger in Fahai's heart was like a volcanic eruption, and the violent killing intent poured out, causing the heart of Panlong to tremble.

Sword Qi Jiaolong was too fast, and it was too late when she wanted to stop. Therefore, I accidentally injured the disciple of Jinshan Temple.

Immortal Beaulieu took a deep breath, and said apologetically, "This is not the original intention of this seat."

"You killed the two disciples of Jinshan Temple, didn't you mean that you could throw it away?" Fahai turned to stare at her, and asked in a cold voice, "Is this town killing your guardian, can it be solved by saying sorry?"

Daxian Panlong was silent.

Of course Fahai said it was impossible, killing her to protect the law, she would have to take revenge when she went to Qiongbi and went to Huangquan.

"It can't be. Since you wouldn't forget it, why do you think this seat will agree? It's because you are the disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, the famous Panlong Daxian?"

Fahai sneered, "I'm sorry, this seat won't forgive you because of your identity, this seat is very small."

Before he finished his words, Fahai kicked his feet and his monk robe shook his head, exuding an air of swallowing mountains and rivers. The whole person is like a wild beast, which is frightening.

Daxian Panlong stepped back subconsciously, and in the blink of an eye, Fahai had already appeared in front of her, the Buddha light in his palm burst open, and he took pictures of her front door.

As soon as the Great Immortal Panlong raised his arm, the domineering sword energy of the Qingjiao Sword raged away immediately.

Fa Hai snorted coldly, the Buddha's light on the surface of his body overflowed, and Luo Hanjin appeared to be a saint.

Ding Ding!

The sword energy collided with his body, making endless golden and jade sounds.

"Rohan golden body?"

Panlong Daxian was shocked.

Fahai grabbed the Green Jiao Sword with his bare hands, his palms slammed into force. Daxian Panlong hurriedly clenched his heart, and the next moment, the green dragon sword flew into the air.

The big immortal Panlong turned into a shocking hong, and flew towards the green dragon sword. This is a magic weapon given to her by her master, and she must not lose it.

Fa Hai smiled coldly, waved his arm, a ray of brilliance whizzed out, and directly knocked the green sword into the air. As soon as he raised his arm, strong suction erupted from his palm, and the green dragon sword flew directly down.

Daxian Panlong was shocked, and quickly waved his hand to throw out the horse to entangle the Qingjiao sword. She yanked, and the green dragon sword spun around and hurriedly reached out to hold it.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and stared at Fahai solemnly, "I didn't expect you to cultivate the Arhat Golden Body. The Arhat Golden Body is known as a foreigner's golden pill, and it is more difficult to cultivate than Taoist Golden Pill. Little monk, you It's amazing."

Fahai burst into light from the Buddha, and the flames in his eyes jumped, "Daxian, you killed my two disciples of Jinshan Temple, if you don’t give me an explanation today. Not only will you not be able to go, but also your guardian and maid. go."

Immortal Panlong's eyes lingered with anger, "Do you think that you will not succeed?"

"It's just right, I haven't enjoyed it yet."

Fa Hai said coldly.

Daxian Beaulieu's eyes were full of sharp edges, and a tyrannical aura spread from her body, traversing all directions. Two horrible flowers gradually appeared above her head, and she finally did her best.

Three flowers gather top!

Although Panlong Daxian only condenses two flowers, his strength must not be underestimated.

Fahai did not change his color, his expression was calm. The Buddha's light on his body is becoming more and more dense, and his arms and neck are wriggling in ancient Sanskrit, full of mystery.

However, this scene was covered by the Buddha's light, and Panlong Daxian did not see it.

If she saw it, she would definitely be shocked.

Because this is a Buddha body.

Arhat is golden body, flesh body is sanctified, and all evils will not invade.

The Buddha's body is even more terrifying, a drop of blood weighs more than a thousand catties, and a drop of blood is reborn.

Daxian Panlong held a sword in one hand, and the strong wind whispered her dress fluttering, "Little monk, I haven't done my best for many years, so I will sacrifice your sword today!"

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