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But something happened that surprised the monk!
Although the ten fire threads did not penetrate the golden shadow, they suddenly flashed with red light and turned into thick red fire chains. They circled like lightning and bound the golden shadow tightly.
When the monk saw this, he was stunned for a moment, and then without thinking, he raised his hand and flicked it into the air.
A ray of white sword light flashed out from the fingertips and went straight towards the fire chain to slash hard.
After a pleasant crisp sound, the red light and white light intertwined for a while, and the sword light was bounced away. It only made a pea-sized gap on the thick fire chain, but could not completely cut it open.
At this moment, the silver-robed monk's face darkened.
He saw that the three-color firebirds and purple fire waves on the opposite side were about to sweep over one after another. In desperation, he suddenly stepped on the white lotus under his feet with one foot, and at the same time let out a long roar like a dragon's roar from his mouth, and used both arms to Look outward and dignified.
The huge golden shadow seemed to sense the anxiety in the monk's heart, and suddenly the whole body radiated golden light. The huge body suddenly swelled up by less than half, and turned into a giant of seven or eight feet, looking like it was about to break the fire chain in an instant.
But something happened next that made the monk¡¯s heart sink.
As the size of King Kong¡¯s body grew, the fire chain also grew larger, without showing any signs of difficulty.
The monk made another hand seal, and the golden shadow suddenly shrank twice in the spiritual light. The chain of fire also shrunk and became thinner, like a tarsal maggot, tightly wrapped around the shadow, unable to escape.
This time, the silver-robed monk¡¯s expression really changed.
Seeing the three-color firebird flying nearby, he ignored the shadow above his head and hurriedly threw the jade bottle in his hand into the air.
After the silver bottle circled, the mouth of the bottle was pointed straight at the flying firebird. It was lowered under the silver light, and bursts of Sanskrit sounds came from the bottle. Then seven-color Buddha light sprayed out from the bottle mouth, directly It rolled towards the oncoming three-color firebird.
The firebird sprayed three-color flames from its mouth, spread its wings to break through the Buddha's light, and flew to the top of the silver-robed monk's head in one breath.
Immediately when the two came into contact, the Buddha's light suddenly circulated and spread. The seven-color spiritual light kept rotating, wrapping the firebird in it, rolled it back, and captured it into the bottle. The whole process was so light and easy, as if this bottle was the nemesis of the three-color firebird!
When the silver-robed monk saw this, his expression relaxed, but he immediately raised the silver bottle in the air.
When the treasure trembled, it spurted out a large stream of Buddha's light again. This time the target was the purple wave of fire that followed closely behind the firebird.
It seems that he plans to use this treasure to put the purple fire into the bottle as well.
But at this moment, a faint "explosion" sound was heard from the opposite side. The silver vial that was originally suspended in front of him suddenly shook violently. The surface of the vial became uneven. At the same time, in the early silver light flashing wildly, there was something like a muffled thunder. A faint roar came from the bottle, and the sound became louder and louder.
"not good!"
The silver-robed monk first scanned the silver vase with his spiritual thoughts in surprise, and then discovered something astonishing, and suddenly lost his voice. Then he saw this eminent monk from the Leiyin Sect. The white lotus swayed under his feet again, and he disappeared in a flash on the lotus.
Only the several-foot-long large lotus that was slowly rotating in the void was left, and the golden shadow was imprisoned in the sky.
And at the same time that Monk Jin Chan shed his shell, the silver vial made an earth-shattering roar in the flash of spiritual light, and completely exploded.
A three-color halo emerged in the void where the silver screen disappeared!
With a slight movement of the three-color runes, the volume of the halo suddenly increased several times, and the white lotus and the Vajra shadow in the air were all submerged into it.
The golden shadow was trapped in the air by circles of fire chains, unable to move or dodge at all. Therefore, although the phantom was slightly supported by the three-color flames, it still collapsed and dissolved like a bubble after a "pop" sound, and turned into nothing. As for the white lotus, it was even worse. As soon as Fang was covered by the three-color flames, it immediately vaporized.
In another place more than thirty feet away, a white light flashed, and the figure of a silver-robed monk emerged. But at the moment when the Vajra shadow was destroyed, his face suddenly turned pale several times, and when he opened his mouth, a small mouthful of blood spurted out. At the same time, his pale golden skin suddenly became much darker, and he looked like his vitality had been damaged a lot.
That Vajra Shadow is as close to the natal magic weapon as it is to the qi, heart, spirit, essence, and blood!
Han Li, with an expressionless expression on his face, pressed the spell in his hand, and the purple fire wave rolling in from behind suddenly changed its direction and transformed into a??You might as well have a taste together. "The fat old man rubbed his hands and said with a smile.
At this moment, Chan Ku seems to be a hospitable old farmer, without any trace of the master of a pavilion.
"Jin Long Yin? The poor monk has heard of this spiritual wine. It is said that it is brewed from several kinds of strange fruits that have long been extinct in the human world. It is said that this wine has an incomparable mellow aroma, far beyond the comparison of today's spiritual wine. Hehe , Fellow Taoist, don¡¯t be surprised. Although Lao Monk is a Buddhist, he is still a little reluctant to let go of what is in the cup. At that time, fellow Taoist Chan Ku used dozens of altars of ancient spirit wine to lure the old monk to become the guest elder. However, fellow Taoist Han, don¡¯t think of me as a fair-weather monk just because of this. The poor monk still has to abide by the rest of the precepts." Yuan Zhi was overjoyed when he heard this, and then he saw Han Li looking at him in shock, and then half-heartedly He said jokingly, with a hint of kindness in his tone!
Han Li was moved when he heard this, but he smiled and said nothing.
The group of people walked into the hall again
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