After a long time, Wang Zheng, who had a purple light flashed in his eyes, finally came back to his senses from the illusion of Zixiaoyan magical power.

After experiencing the mystery of Zixiaoyan, Wang Zheng curled his lips disdainfully:

"This Zi Xiaoyan is so powerful. In fact, it is not just the fallen heart flame in Doupo? It can also temper the energy in the body. I changed this thing to my Diamond Sutra?"

Although he was whispering in his heart, Wang Zheng actually knew very well that there was actually a huge difference between Zixiaoyan and Falling Heart Scent.

Falling Heart Flame is a strange fire, which is still fire in essence. Although it can temper the energy in the body, there is more or less the problem of attribute conflict.

However, Zixiao Flame is a strange energy in a flame state. Its essence is to purify the energy in the body with demonic thoughts and killing thoughts.

In other words, compared with Zixiaoyan and Falling Heart inflammatory disease, there is no problem of applicability, but because it has a wider range of application, Zixiaoyan cannot be used as a means of attack like Feixiaoyan.

It can be said that if you have to choose one of the fallen heart flames and Zixiaoyan, as a potential warrior, most of them will choose Zixiaoyan.

After all, the path of a warrior is to learn from heaven and earth for his own use. There are still certain limitations in falling heart flame.

On the other hand, if Zi Xiaoyan is practicing, his demonic thoughts cannot be ruthless and cause disasters, the true energy and various spiritual will in his body will be tempered to the greatest extent.

Of course, this is not the main reason why Wang Zheng said no to Zi Xiaoyan at this moment, but he was extremely happy.

The most important reason is Nangong Tiezhu.

Nangong Tiezhu's qualifications are not good at all. Even though the essence of Dou Qi has changed, his talent is still there.

As his number one photographer and no-legged photographer, Wang Zheng once promised that he was destined to become the man of Yan Emperor.

Therefore, in addition to the Burning Jue, the practice cheating device of Death Heart Flame must not be missing.

But Wang Zheng's qualifications are not very good, and there is only one fallen heart flame, which made Wang Zheng secretly entangled.

Now, seeing that the energy is exhausted, even if the Diamond Sutra is replaced with a magical power of Zixiaoyan without the blessing of the Buddhist power, it can be said that everyone is very happy.

Therefore, after thinking about it, Wang Zheng finally showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and he bowed to the monk with gratitude:

"Thank you for your accomplishment. This Zixiaoyan is really a timely rain for the younger generation."

"Wonderful! It's really wonderful!"

However, the monk held the golden Diamond Sutra, realized the wisdom between the lines of the Diamond Sutra, and was completely immersed in it, and did not notice Wang Zheng at all.

"That... Master?"

The thick true energy was released, and Wang Zheng finally called back the distracted monk.

The monk who came to his senses smiled apologetically:

"Don't blame the donor. I was so happy to see the hunting for a moment, but I was rude."

When Wang Zheng heard this, he waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, it's my juniors who took advantage of the master."

The monk smiled: "Although your Diamond Sutra is not a practice method, you will never imagine how much benefit this Diamond Sutra will have to me, Leiyin Temple. It should be that I took advantage of it."

The two of them politely followed each other, regardless of the mood of the people around them.

In fact, Wang Zheng didn't have to pay attention to the mood of the melon-eating crowd. The fifth-level master is here, except for Nangong Tiezhu, a heartless and strong man, who dares to come over to chat with him without the permission of the monk?

Just as the two of them were polite, a smell of blood suddenly spread throughout the Taihua Mountains.

Many people and creatures will have endless desires and murderous intent when they just smell the bloody smell.

However, such a scene only happens to those below level three, like Wang Zheng, although he is extremely irritated, he is not affected much.

"This blood clan has cultivated the blood nerves of my East Continent, which is really a very troublesome."

After hearing the bloody nature, the monk said with some emotion. Then the Buddha's name sounded, and everyone vaguely saw a Buddha suppressing their spiritual platform. In an instant, all the human and demonic thoughts and desires disappeared without a trace.

At this time, these people showed a look of fear of lingering fear.

After looking at the place with the strongest bloody smell in the back mountain, the monk showed a compassionate look on his face:

"Prince Zhagu's power is no longer ten, so I will take action on my behalf and completely cut off Prince Zhagu's last chance.

My Buddha is merciful, but my Buddha also acts to angrily subdue demons.”

As he said that, the monk took a step forward, and three inches of golden light appeared all over his body, and in the golden light, there seemed to be a huge world brewing in it.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng didn't know what he thought of and suddenly stepped forward and stopped the monk:

"Senior, can the essence and blood left by the blood demon be left to the younger generation for treatment?"

When the monk heard this, he looked at Wang Zheng with deep eyes: "Donor, that blood demon is not an ordinary person. Although his consciousness has been destroyed, his thoughts are hidden in every drop of blood.

I can understand the donor's mood of pursuing strength, but I would like to take care of such a wrong way."

Looking at the monk with serious expressions, Wang Zheng suddenly smiled freely and said:

"Does senior have no confidence in juniors, or do you have no confidence in Zi Xiaoyan passed down by seniors?"

When the monk heard this, he was stunned at first, then shook his head and smiled: "All conditioned phenomena, the cycle of cause and effect is indeed like this.

I tell you that Zixiaoyan, and you have the opportunity to take advantage of Zixiaoyan. The donor's luck is really amazing."

Wang Zheng shook his head modestly: "It's just a coincidence."

The monk's expression was even more relaxed: "It is best to have such a mentality. You can only borrow luck, but not rely on it. Donors should remember it."

Wang Zheng looked upright: "I'm saving it."

At this time, the monk looked at the place where infinite blood was spreading in the back mountain, and put his hands together and recited the complicated and difficult scriptures.

As soon as the scripture came out, the sound of Sanskrit singing echoed from afar in the sky, the golden phantom of the dragon appeared out of thin air, and the Geng and Gold White Tiger came from the wind.

The meeting of dragons and tigers soon evolved into a complex Buddhist formation, completely covering the entire back mountain.

After doing all this, the monk smiled and said, "In this way, as long as the donor doesn't make a mistake, the blood demon will definitely not be able to be resurrected."

When Wang Zheng heard this, he smiled confidently and said, "If I can't even deal with the idea of ​​being crippled twice, then I don't deserve the Zi Xiaoyan given by my predecessor."

The monk smiled and nodded, and admired Wang Zheng's bold but not arrogant attitude. After smiling, the monk suddenly changed his tone:

"Does the donor of Wang really have the idea of ​​going to Zhongzhou to develop?"
Chapter completed!