Green coriander family

"You really want to be so desperate that you won't give any way to survive?"

The slightly embarrassed Blood Fang looked at Chen Zimo and the six in the sky, and roared loudly through gritted teeth.

"This master, monks often say that compassion is in their hearts, but what you do is still compassionate?"

Hearing this, the young monk who had just taken back the golden light Buddha beads fell into deep thought and did not reply.

Seeing this, Leng Ruxin at the side thought something was wrong in his heart, and immediately prepared to scold Xue Ya.

"Blood benefactor's words are wrong. A monk is a monk, and a Buddhist practitioner is a Buddhist practitioner. The two cannot be compared."

"Although the little monk came from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, he drank alcohol and meat. It is just a Buddhist practice practiced in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, not a real Buddhist practice."

Without waiting for the little monk without precepts to say something later, the bloody teeth standing on the ground broke open and cursed,

"This is a fallacy, you are a fake monk with the name of a monk..."

"Blood benefactor, if killing one person can save a hundred people, the butcher knife in the monk's hand will definitely be cut off."

The young monk Wujie looked firmly at the bloody teeth below, clasped his hands together, and said in an extremely firm tone.

"Blood benefactor, only you will follow us with your self-proclaimed demon power, and this little monk can protect your life without any worries."

Leng Ruxin's face changed slightly, but in the end she didn't say anything to refute, but watched everything silently.

Leng Ruxin didn't have any objection, and the rest of Chen Zimo naturally had no objection either, they could do whatever the young monk without discipline did.

"If you want to capture me to threaten the father, don't dream!"

"Even if I am here, I will not let you be captured alive."

As soon as the words fell, Xueya immediately raised his right hand wrapped in black light, and resolutely slapped it on his head.

Chen Zimo admired Xueya's firmness and decisiveness, but he couldn't let him get what he wanted, he had to stop it.

Only the living Blood Fang can distract and shake the Blood Leopard Demon King, and the fallen Blood Fang will only make the Blood Leopard Demon King furious, and it is even more impossible to withdraw from the territory of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley.

A purple thunder fell from the sky, precisely piercing Xueya's raised right arm, and the powerful right arm softened instantly.

Seeing this, the young monk without precepts instantly scattered the Buddha strings in his hands, forming a chain of golden light, and flew towards Blood Fang.

Gritting his teeth to endure the pain in his right arm, Blood Fang's body turned into a shadow and rushed towards the densely shadowed forest.

Blood Fang's speed was not difficult, he was about to rush into the woods in an instant, and then escape into the shadows to continue running for his life, waiting for the rescue of the subordinate big monster and the royal family.

But just before it was about to escape into the woods, a purple thunder spear fell from the sky, blocking its way and suppressing it at the same time.

This Zilei spear is only less than half a foot away from Blood Fang, as long as it moves forward a little bit, it will pierce through its head.

Although Bloodfang had the courage to kill himself, when that courage receded and faced death, it was still terrified in its heart.

After the Zilei spear fell, Blood Fang did not immediately avoid the Zilei spear and continue forward, but took a small step back subconsciously.

It was also this small step back that completely eliminated the chance of Blood Fang escaping into the woods.

The moment Blood Fang retreated, seven purple thunder spears fell from the four sides of Blood Fang, besieging Blood Fang.

The eight purple thunder spears fell, and it was too late for Bloodfang to sneak into the woods desperately, and it had nowhere to escape.

The moment the eight purple thunder spears all fell to the ground, eight thunder pillars rose from the sky, instantly forming a thunder prison that trapped Bloodfang.

With the formation of the Thunder Prison in all directions, Blood Fang had nowhere to escape. He could only check the injury on his right arm while watching Chen Zimo and the others vigilantly.

Who made this Thunder Prison is not important to Blood Fang, what is important is what to do next?

After taking a black elixir, Xueya's right arm wound had completely stopped the bleeding, but it only stopped the bleeding and did not recover.

Looking at the oncoming golden chains, the helpless Bloodfang returned to its original form and released a large amount of black mist.

The young monk Wujie had known the ability of this black mist, and quickly took back the golden chains formed by the twenty golden Buddha beads.

All the people present were at a loss as to how to break through this black mist.

In the black mist before, several people tried several methods, but in the end they all failed.

In the end, it was because Xueya left the black mist by himself, and the Wujie little monk led Chen Zimo and five people to follow him based on the tracking marks left on it.

Now it was the situation again, several people couldn't help falling into silence, and there was no movement for a short time.

After a few breaths, Chen Zimo opened the top of the Bafang Thunder Prison and asked the rest of the people to test the black mist.

After the various attacks of several people entered the black mist, they disappeared quickly without leaving a trace, as if they were swallowed by the black mist.

In the center of the black mist, the exhausted Blood Fang lay on the ground gasping for breath, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next moment.

To maintain this black mist, Blood Fang needs to consume a lot of demon power. Once the demon power is exhausted, the black mist will dissipate immediately.

It was also for this reason that Blood Fang quietly escaped from the black mist, instead of hiding in the black mist all the time.

Because Bloodfang knew very well that it would run out of demon power in a short time, and then become the opponent's prisoner.

It's the same now, Blood Fang is about to run out of monster power, but in order to hold on until the subordinate big monster and the royal family come to rescue, it can only burn its own blood essence to maintain the black mist.

After the top of the Bafang Thunder Prison was opened, a portion of black mist gushed out from the exit, drifting towards Chen Zimo and the others.

Seeing this, several people subconsciously stepped back for a distance, away from the black mist at these positions.

The young monk without ring retreated a little slower, his hands were covered with a bit of black mist, and he sensed a trace of dark spiritual power from it.

In an instant, the young monk without ring seemed to understand something, and immediately a huge fireball appeared in his hand, and threw it towards the black mist below.

For this attack, the rest of the people are not very optimistic, because the previous five-element attack of gold, wood, water, earth and mine has no effect at all.

The rest of the people were not optimistic, but the young monk without precepts was indeed full of expectations, full of high hopes for this fireball.

After the fireball came into contact with the black mist, it did not pass through the black mist like the previous attacks, and finally was completely swallowed by the black mist, completely disappearing from the world.

Instead, the black mist that touched the fireball disappeared completely, as if swallowed by the fireball.

A moment later, the fireball hit the ground in the center of the Thunder Prison and exploded, engulfing the surrounding black mist completely.

Seeing this astonishing effect, the expressions of Chen Zimo and the others changed drastically, and several large fireballs appeared in their hands.

Even Chen Zimo, who doesn't have fire roots, can condense a big fireball in his hands by virtue of his powerful cultivation.

After realizing that there was dark-type spiritual power in the black mist, the young monk without ring immediately thought of using flames to eliminate the dark-type spiritual power, so he made the previous attempt.