When a stone fell, it broke into pieces. Liu Dajin¡¯s palms were bleeding from the scratches, but the old lama was unharmed.
Liu Dajin was not convinced, so he grabbed a bigger stone and continued to smash it.
But the result was the same as before. The stones were shattered into pieces. Not only was the lama uninjured, he even burst out laughing.
The two of them were panting and reached the limit of their physical strength, but the old guy was acting cunning again, chanting incantations and using golden light to protect his body. Not only was he invulnerable, at least he was invulnerable to fists and feet.
Although the old lama had no power to fight back, he crawled forward while laughing and shouting: "Come on, keep smashing, my head is right here, if you don't smash it, you are just a Gu Ba. Hahaha, we have been with each other for a long time." You said that I have practiced the Three Parts of the Golden Bell since I was a child, so you can kill me just because of you?"
The old man was extremely arrogant, and his sharp laughter echoed in the valley. The laughter stimulated Liu Dajin's nerves like needle pricks.
There were crowds of people at the entrance of the valley, and two people had already crossed the boundary eagerly and headed straight for this way. They came to welcome the old lama.
Liu Dajin understood that once the Fa Ling crosses the border, it will be difficult to get it back.
Let¡¯s not talk about the dense forests, rugged cliffs, and more dangerous environment over there. Let¡¯s just say that the senior officials of Fanjiao over there have always wanted to bring trouble to the tantric sects in the territory. In their eyes, this magic bell is an artifact of the chaos sect, and they may be able to produce many things. It's a conspiracy, so once the things get there, there's nothing you can do about it anymore.
When he thought of the face and expression of the old living Buddha, and the pampering he had received by his side over the years, Liu Dajin felt sad and angry from the bottom of his heart. I couldn't get back even a small Dharma bell, and even risked Da Qingma's life. How could I have the dignity to stay with the Living Buddha and practice in Niden Temple? Even the big pot of tsampa that was eaten three times a day made me feel guilty.
"You stupid big man, damn Guba, if you don't leave, our people will kill you. Let me go, let me go, damn Guba"
The old lama was shouting at the top of his lungs, and his curses were getting harder and harder to hear.
"Gu Ba, Gu Ba, I'm just a big fool." Liu Dajin had mixed feelings and raised his head to the sky and shouted: "Liu Dajin, you Gu Ba, what's the use of such a big body? You're a waste, you're a brainless idiot."
During the roar, the exhausted Liu Dajin lost his mind. His eyes were scarlet and he gritted his teeth. He suddenly hit the old lama's back with his head.
Since you can¡¯t kill the evil thief with your bare hands, let¡¯s vent your anger with death.
"I'm not alive anymore! Just crawl back with my blood. My dead soul will enter your dreams every night and make you miserable every day. Remember, my name is Liu Dajin!"
Snapped!
The ground is wet with blood.
In a trance, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared behind Liu Dajin. This black shadow was ferocious and terrifying. Although it was not very clear, it had already taken shape. Thirty-four arms held an illusory vajra, and together they hit the old lama on the back of his spine.
"It's a pity that Liu Dajin, who was already covered in blood, didn't see this scene. He only heard the old guy scream, and the golden light on his body disappeared.
"Great mighty virtue, great mighty virtue" The old man shouted in panic as if he was crazy.
Liu Dajin touched a handful of blood on his face and took another careful look at his face before confirming that the golden light on the old man¡¯s body had indeed dissipated. He subconsciously chose the largest one among the stones around him
"I'll give you the things back, give them back to you, I don't want them anymore, I don't want them anymore, I'll give them all to you. Just let me go" The old guy turned his head and looked at Liu Dajin in horror, as if he saw a devil, and his spirit collapsed. Howling like this: "Who are you? Who are you"
"I am not the Gu Ba you are talking about!"
"boom!"
Liu Dajin had a ferocious look on his face, and hit the old lama's head hard with the big stone in his hand. Bleeding came out once, twice, and three times, yellow, white, and red all sprang out. But he still couldn't stop, as if there were countless hands controlling him, smashing hard and non-stop.
The people on the opposite side who were responding rushed to ten meters away, and happened to witness this scene. The two people were stunned involuntarily. It also showed the look in the old lama's eyes just before his final death, which was a look that glimpsed the God of Death
Liu Dajin pulled off the old man's bag and threw it behind him. He slowly stood up and walked towards the two of them little by little with the "tofu brain" stone in his hand.
"Everyone is in his own place, and each has his own land, isn't it good? Why do you want to come over and cause trouble!"
Liu Dajin asked every word in a hoarse voice.
The two people staggered back as if they were awakened from a nightmare.Maybe I am really too scared and my legs are too weak. Take a step back and kneel down!
"I ask you, why do you come here to cause trouble!"
Liu Dajin roared again, and there was a crash, as if all the fallen leaves on the ground flew up. The younger of the two men immediately covered his heart with his hands, his expression twisted, and he fell to the ground in pain, twitched a few times, and his mouth He spat out a mouthful of blue liquid and stopped moving.
The other one wailed, turned around and ran towards the entrance of the valley.
The howling sound made the atmosphere in the forest look like a slaughterhouse.
"I'm asking you, why are you running? You should answer me!"
Liu Dajin was like an ape-man in pain, his excessive anger turned into arm strength. Twenty or thirty meters away, the big stone in his hand drew an arc as if it was equipped with a ballistic system, hitting the man in the back of the heart.
This person¡¯s position is only thirty or forty meters away from the mountain pass. Just opposite the cement monument, there are no less than twenty people standing. After he fell to the ground, he crawled back with difficulty, waved hard, and asked for help from his companions. But everyone seemed to be petrified and motionless.
Liu Dajin was covered in blood. He staggered, stood on tiptoes, and slumped his shoulders. He moved forward step by step until he caught up with the man. He suddenly raised his leg and stepped on his neck. He yelled at the other side with his last strength: "On our side, a Guba will appear. Who will appear on your side? Come and fight again!"
The twenty-odd men in colorful trousers were as silent as cicadas, all bowing their heads in silence.
"Speak, who else is there?" Liu Dajin pressed his feet, and the man on the ground tilted his neck and received the lunch box instantly.
The person on the other side of the stone tablet trembled all over, turned around and ran away. In a few seconds, he ran away completely.
Liu Dajin chuckled and murmured: "If you can't beat a Gu Ba, you're a loser!"
After saying this, he saw the blood in his nose, like broken beads, gushing out, and the empty forest suddenly turned blood red. Looking down, the earth is also blood red.
Boom, he fell down, and the sky turned blood red. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com