"Donor, you are already deviled."

The strong monk shook his head slightly at Wu Tie from afar, yelled at the thunder, and shouted loudly: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and it is the shore that turns back... Enter my red lotus and protect you."

Wu Tie looked at the silly monk with his eyes: "Do you want to die?"

Wu Tie repeated his words again.

The strong monk's face became extremely serious. He stared at Wu Tie solemnly, with a trace of golden light spurting out from his mouth. He pointed at Wu Tie and shouted loudly: "Evil Demon heretics, forbidden!"

A powerful force came from the void. Wu Tie faintly saw a nearly transparent, golden dragon-shaped shackle, silently wrapping up towards him. The shackle had dozens of claws, flashing with faint golden light one by one, and twitching his teeth and claws at Wu Tie's vital points.

Wu Tie cursed with a gloomy face, and a faint white light flashed with his left hand, and a Wanhua Jie hand slapped him.

With a buzzing sound, the golden dragon shackles were violently shaking, and a large amount of rays of light and auspicious air spurted out from the shackles that were dozens of feet long, and countless runes were spinning. The magic power inside the strange shackles was beaten into chaos, twisting and twitching and falling from the air.

"Boom", waves dozens of feet high splashed on the sea surface below, and the golden dragon shackles were extremely heavy and quickly sank towards the bottom of the sea.

The strong monk was stunned. He reached out and pointed at the sea and shouted a spell.

The golden dragon shackles were flashing with a light of inspiration and wanted to soar into the air, but Wu Tiewan's robbery almost slapped all the restrictions and formations in its body. The shackles were like grass snakes whose spine had shattered, struggling and jumping wildly, but they could not fly back into the air.

"The demon flame is fierce, and I am merciful and make peace for the people of the world. I can only use thunder means to subdue demons and eliminate demons." The strong monk looked at Wu Tie with a gloomy expression, with a look of compassion, and then sighed heavily.

"Donor, I'll give you the last chance. It's not too late to return if you lose your way!" The strong monk pointed at Wu Tie seriously.

Wu Tie looked at the monk with a gloomy face and shouted angrily: "Monkey, come on the name!"

The Zhuangshuo monk was stunned and then laughed: "It was my monk who was rude. My monk was Fan Long, the chief disciple of the Vajra Hall of Yehuohonglian Temple. He was the first Vajra Guardian of Yehuohonglian Temple and attained the Bodhisattva's fruit position, and was called 'War Zunsheng Bodhisattva'."

Wu Tie continued to have a gloomy face and said coldly: "Fan Long? Fan Kun said that his body is a Kunpeng, what is your great origin?"

Fanlong smiled slightly and nodded, "I am not from an alien, but a serious human race... It's just that when I was young, I was a lay ancestor who used great powers to refine my body with an ancient Zhulong essence and blood, and obtained the power of Zhulong. Therefore, the master gave him the Dharma name, which was Fanlong."

Wu Tie nodded: "Do you have a lay ancestor? Are you from the wealthy family of Shuichao?"

Fanlong nodded with a simple and honest look: "Yes, the layman of the monks and laymen are the lord of the Feng Kingdom of Sui Dynasty... The Feng family is the surname of the Shui Dynasty. The Feng Kingdom is even an ancient Feng Kingdom that existed when the Shui Dynasty was established, and it is a close branch of the Shui Dynasty royal family."

Wu Tie nodded clearly: "So that's it, Fanlong, if you cause trouble for me today, aren't you afraid that I will kill you in the future?"

Wu Tie's heart was filled with evil fire, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were bloodshot. Looking at Fanlong's eyes, he was extremely cruel and violent. He was like a crazy demon, and even the last trace of human nature was destroyed in his eyes.

He was anxious to recover Pei Feng, Bai Wen, Bai Wu and others and others were reluctant to speak. Fan Long brought a large group of people to stab him. Wu Tie's heart was so evil that he wanted to burn a hole in the world.

Fanlong smiled and shook his head: "Donor, you can't do it."

Wu Tie looked at him coldly: "You said, I can't do it?"

Fanlong nodded seriously: "Yes, donor, you can't do it. Do you know how many king gods there are in my Feng Kingdom? How many gods there are? How many ancient 'Ancient Treasures' are there to suppress the luck? You are a barbarian country, you... can't do it."

A sharp roar came, and the Yin-Yang Taoist suddenly emerged from behind Wu Tie.

The black and white light flashed, and a big roc that covered tens of thousands of miles rushed out of a small thin-necked vase, and its whole body was shining with black and white light. When it opened its mouth, it hit Fanlong with black and white thunders.

Fanlong smiled contemptuously and shook his head gently at Wu Tie.

He reached out and grabbed the black and white thunder with one hand.

The moment the black and white thunder hit Fanlong's palm, the lightning dissipated, and strands of black and white innate spiritual energy flowed down Fanlong's arm and strands along his body.

Fanlong chuckled and said, "The rice pearl also shines brightly...but that's it."

Before he finished speaking, the black and white energy that had covered the Fanlong suddenly tightened. The innate Yin and Yang Qi bottle floating behind the Yin and Yang Taoist man made a cold roar. Countless black and white runes were sprayed out from the bottle and turned into Yin and Yang vortexes and covered Fanlong.

Fanlong's face changed slightly, and he let out a low roar. He, who was originally about ten feet tall, suddenly expanded to about a thousand feet.

A brilliant dragon horn grew above his head, and dazzling dragon scales grew all over his body. The head also turned into the shape of a simple and prehistoric dragon head. It was an extremely strange dragon head. In his deep sunken eye sockets, his eyes were closed, but there was a huge candle standing in the middle of his forehead, with a fist-sized light burning on the top.

"Compassionate!" Fanlong suddenly opened his eyes and sang loudly at Wu Tie!

"Compassion is your heart" just these four words turn into rolling sounds and spread toward all directions of the universe.

Wu Tie was rushed by the sound of this wave, and the black and white auras around him rolled violently. Wu Tie himself and the Yin and Yang Taoist people around him trembled and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Looking back is the shore!" Fan Long looked at Wu Tie and Yin-Yang Taoist so weak, and especially saw that the black and white energy sprayed by Wu Tie was burned into wisps of blue smoke by the fierce flames beside him, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"King Wu, the great catastrophe is coming, why are you... hesitating?" Fanlong laughed and said, "Only by seeking refuge in Honglian Temple, can you protect your people, your relatives, and those you value and heartbroken."

"Subordinate, or, with everything you value, you have nothing to hesitate about?"

"My Buddha is merciful, good, good, good... King Wu, you act fiercely and cruelly, cruelly and ruthlessly... You are truly possessed by an evil demon..."

Fanlong talked in a daze, criticizing Wu Tie for all the wrong things here.

Wu Tie took a deep breath, and then his body expanded again.

In an instant, Wu Tie expanded to 36,000 feet high and slowly smashed Fanlong with a punch.
Chapter completed!