"Call mommy, coax, coax... The monk's life is so miserable, so he shouldn't come here if he believes his bad friends' words. Even if he is a shadow of Yincheng, you can't let the monk bear it alone?"

The figure flashed, and Master Duhua, who was wearing the rag and throwing a bell, rushed out of the door. He complained, but his subordinates were not slow at all. When his right hand shook, the fragrance suddenly filled the air, but he threw a greasy dog ​​leg into the air.

Everyone stared at the lucky dog's leg wrapped in a ball of golden light, and hit the haze that was pressed down. They immediately cheered: "It's Master Duhua, the master is finally willing to take action!"

"The Supreme Saint, Master Duhua has been activated, and we fellow Taoists should follow him. Since it is not the original body of Yincheng, I believe that the Ghost King has never come in person. With the master's leadership, we may be able to compete."

Seeing that the yellow and brilliant baked dog leg, under the blessing of Monk Duhua's Buddhist secret technique, suddenly rose as big as a mountain, kicked the haze in the sky, and suddenly shot out a big hole in the sky. Countless ghosts retreated wailingly. The sky, which was originally filled with ghost sounds, was silent. The young disciples who were confused by the singing of all ghosts suddenly woke up and quickly took the talisman and magic weapon of the elders of the master's sect to protect their minds.

It’s a pity that Master Duhua has a compassionate heart. The mountain-like dog leg strike only shocked and retreated and injured the ghost body hidden in the haze, and did not kill one. The Buddhists were so proud that they chanted Amitabha Buddha, but the Taoist people shook their heads repeatedly and secretly called it a pity.

"Amitabha, good, good, fellow Taoists, please help me with my arm to block the shadow of the Yin City! Although this is not the body of the Yin City, it is also a projection brought by the Ghost King with his great powers. The Xuanyin Heavy Evil in the Yin City and the thousands of ghost bodies are not false. If it is touched by its body, even if it is the body of a human and immortal, it will be knocked down to its cultivation!"

Master Duhua's eyes swept across the faces of Malatang and several handsome and outstanding nuns. He spread his sleeves and took them all to his side, and said in a deep voice: "Qingfeng Temple has encountered a great disaster, so you must not leave the three-foot land beside me!"

"oh......"

A few beautiful monks looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all felt that the three-foot land was a bit crowded. However, Master Duhua is the person with the highest status and cultivation here. It is naturally a great thing to be able to get him to protect him. No one has any objection, just squeeze it...

Only Malatang wrinkled her nose: "Brother Xu is much better than you, so don't stay by your side..." Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly heard countless ghost roars in the air, like golden swords cracking stones, clanging and harsh, which made people feel upset. The monk shook his shoulders and golden lights enveloped him and several other women. He felt much better immediately, and then he dispelled his intention to leave, 'It turns out that this lustful monk is still very capable. I will stay by his side for the time being, so that he will not be hurt, so that Brother Xu will still have to worry about me after he comes out of seclusion...'

At this moment, the haze in the sky is only hundreds of meters away from Qingfeng Temple. When you look up, you feel as if you are within reach; the projection of the Yin City gradually reveals its true appearance, but it is a huge ancient city, with city walls, moats, suspension bridges, daughter walls, and horse faces...

There were endless streams inside and outside the city gate, and all kinds of ghosts walked, one by one, either with ferocious faces or strange expressions, looking at the people watching, showing a sneer. There were even soldiers holding swords waiting to fight on the city wall, and they rode bows in steps, with Yin generals in front and ghost coaches behind, which were long-lasting, and there were tens of thousands of dollars!

The Buddhist masters in the observation all looked pale. Those who could come here were all well-known figures in the cultivation world. When it comes to experience and experience, I am afraid that everyone will be above the Tiangang Real Person Xu Changsheng. Naturally, I know what the appearance of Yin soldiers and ghost generals in Yin City represents, let alone the projection of the Yin City is like real. The Yin soldiers and generals in it are obviously well-trained and are all elite choices!

"Amitabha, what are you looking at! You can take out all the magical instruments and arrays for the monk. Those guys who are in seclusion and pretending to be dead will not come out for a day. I will fight against the projection of this Yincheng for a day. If you fail, you will be finished playing! Pineapple and Jackfruit, coax your mother and coax it, coax it and coax it!"

The monk Duhua sang, and suddenly took seven steps in a crooked manner, pointed his hand at the sky and shouted, "I am the only Buddha in the sky and underground!" The roasted dog leg suddenly changed, and the whole body was shining with golden light and fragrant fragrance. It stood up in the air, moving forward step by step, and every step was taken out, a golden lotus was born.

"Good guy, is this the legendary dog-legged one who is invincible to defeat?"

A young Taoist priest hid in the magic weapon supported by the master, muttering to himself, showing frivolity. As for the fact that before he finished speaking, the master knocked his head hard: "Nonsense, this is clearly the monk's first protective magic weapon. As for why it looks like a dog-legged... This is a master's mocking intention. How do you understand it?" The young Taoist priest secretly looked at his master, and when he saw the smile on his lips, he felt relieved: "Disciple knows that he is wrong."

At this moment, the heroic dog leg had already swept a big circle in the air, scattering countless golden lotus, and spreading out the golden lotus, showing the purple gold bowl, nine-tin Zen stick, Buddha bone relics, agarwood thought pig, magic sword, magic bell and other Buddhist treasures. They were arranged in order like stars in the sky, and golden lights soared into the sky.

Monk Duhua shouted in a deep voice: "Form a Formation!" He shook his shoulders, and the 'dished slutched bell' he immediately flew out of his body, turning into a big red cassock with golden silk and silver strands, precious jade stones, and pearl magic talismans. When he saw the wind, he suddenly swelled and eventually turned into a red cloud. Underneath, there were countless golden magic weapons held in the air, like a huge shield, firmly protecting the Qingfeng Temple.

Everyone looked up and saw a golden red light in the air resisting the projection of Yincheng. The originally omnipresent sound of ghosts was suppressed by the sound of the Brahma Zen songs. They suddenly felt relieved. Some senior masters from the Buddhist sects looked at Duhua with a little frightened look.

Magical weapons are different from Yincheng, which was founded by the Ghost King for thousands of years. Yincheng is powerful. It borrows the power of thousands of ghosts, but magical weapons are driven by their own magical power. Master Duhua wears a cassock to protect the Taoist temple, which is equivalent to fighting Yincheng with one person's power, which must have mobilized some of the great power of heaven and earth. This is the cultivation level of the human immortal realm. Even if he is not a human immortal, he is already infinitely close to this realm.

I’m afraid that if Zhenren Xu and President Chen Ning and others won’t be out for a day, this Qingfeng Temple will rely on this monk to protect it...

"Dear fellows, this Ghost King is too fierce, and he really has a huge magic power. Although the one who came to Qingfeng Temple at this moment was just a projection of the Yin City, it was not comparable to human immortals! Master Duhua alone may not be able to do anything. At this moment, we can no longer keep our own hearts. Please release all the magic weapons and magic circles to help the master fight against the stubborn enemy, and wait for Xu Zhenren and others to come out of seclusion!"

An old Taoist priest with white hair and white beard took the lead and released more than a dozen spiritual light thunder talismans in succession, turning into more than a dozen spiritual snake-like lightning lights to bless Master Duhua's cassock.
Chapter completed!