Chapter 234: Kill the enemy outside the city (Part 2)

At this time, both of them noticed something was wrong and quickly stood back to back together, taking out their own magic weapons, performing secret techniques, and protecting their bodies. The old lama saw a purple gold prayer wheel tightly in his hand, biting the tip of his tongue, spewing out a mouthful of natal gold blood on the prayer wheel, forming a magic seal with the Buddha Yuan in his body to worship the prayer wheel. With the application of the great Dharma, the gold blood gradually merged into the prayer wheel. At the same time, a purple air rushed out of the prayer wheel and turned into a ghost Shura who was two feet long and covered with skeletons.

The other man took out a black cloud cover banner the size of a palm and was about to cast a spell to sacrifice to sacrifice. At this time, a sound suddenly occurred in the woods on one side of them. Then he saw a tall and thin man with long hair and golden armor, holding a stick emitting a faint golden light, walked out, stood not far from them, attracting all the attention of both of them.

"I dare to ask you..." Seeing the hidden enemy coming out, the old lama was cheering up and was about to speak out.

Suddenly a breeze blew in the forest, and then another thin figure appeared beside the two of them out of thin air, punching them at the head with lightning speed. At that moment, their attention was all attracted by another man, and they had no way to avoid the sudden attack.

Although the old lama was experienced and had already protected part of the mana of the prayer wheel before, he did not expect that the power of the punch that was attacking would be far away from his estimate. The mana of the body was instantly dispersed, and the prayer wheel magic weapon also cracked a crack. Despite this, this still gave him some time to hide, avoiding the vital points of the head, and causing the invading fist to hit his right forearm.

Although the old lama avoided the vital points, the matter was not over. The fist force that rushed into his arm produced an amazing effect. The whole arm burned like a dry firewood, and the flame was spreading rapidly to other parts of the body. Although he used all his strength to try to stop the evil fire, the Buddha Yuan was immediately swallowed and fused by it when he approached the evil fire. The fire not only did not decrease, but gradually grew stronger.

The old lama is also a cruel and ruthless person. Seeing that the fire was about to spread to his body, he immediately used his left hand as a knife to remove his entire arm, temporarily saving his life.

The old lama's patriot broke his arm, allowing him to survive, while his junior brother was not as lucky as him. Because he did not sacrifice his magic weapon in time, he was hit hard on the head by the attacking fist. The powerful force on the fist instantly dispersed his Buddha Yuan and smashed the bones of his head. Even the spiritual consciousness in his skull dissipated in the force of his fist. His body fell to the ground like a big tree, and then shrank and withered like a dry tree at a speed visible to the naked eye. Finally, from a big man about a squat to the size of a three-year-old child, his body cracked and eventually turned into a pile of dust.

As for the other evil ghost Shura, the moment the old Lama's magic weapon was damaged, it was unable to consolidate its body, and it dispersed and restored to a purple mist full of evil spirits. Before the purple mist could be retracted into the purple gold prayer wheel, the tall and thin man who had just attracted the attention of the two people rushed into the fog, and a golden light burst out from his body, wrapping the mist, and then sucked it into his body with the golden light.

As the surrounding purple mist was absorbed by it, his thin cheeks also became plump, as if these purple mists were his best supplements.

"Xu Changqing, a idler?" The old lama looked pale, endured the severe pain on his right shoulder, looked at the thin figure in front of him in horror, and asked in a trembling voice.

The man did not answer him immediately, but used the power of Tao to pull the golden armored man not far away into a ball of golden light and sucked into his body from the Tianling. Then he picked up several magic weapons that fell on the ground, shook the dust on his body, and then said calmly: "Since you know that I am here, you dare to come here to make trouble. It seems that you have made up your mind to be enemies with me!"

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and a silver moonlight fell. The old lama used this little moonlight to see Xu Changqing's appearance clearly. He "sucked" a breath of cold air and was sucked into his body. The expression on his face showed his inner shock. Obviously, he did not expect that the first heretic who had been circulating in the world of practice was actually a weak scholar who looked so young.

Although Xu Changqing has been in Taohua Mountain these days, his mind has not relaxed his attention to these lamas. A few days ago, he had already known the hiding place of this group of people with his talent in Huangshan, but because he was fully calculating the location of the registered disciple Sean at that time, he had never tried to solve them.

In the past few days, although Xu Changqing had tried his best, the result was not satisfactory and could not figure out where Sean was. He only knew that he was probably in the Red Sea area and was not in danger for the time being. This result made Xu Changqing's mood extremely bad. At this time, the lamas of the Tantric Buddhism were about to assassinate representatives from all parties in the mountain city, so he decided to deal with the lamas outside the city in person to vent his depression.

Just when Xu Changqing was about to kill, the old lama was extremely sensitive to the murderous intent in his eyes and immediately shouted loudly: "Wait, I have a news that is very useful to you!"

Xu Changqing was stunned for a moment. Seeing that his expression was not like he was lying, he said, "Tell me! If it is indeed useful to me, I can give you a way out."

"I know that with your current cultivation level, the so-called oath may not be useful to you. I just hope that you are a person with a word and can do what you say." The pale-faced old lama wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, covered his wounds tightly, looked at Xu Changqing for a long time, hesitated for a moment before slowly saying: "I heard from the Zangong Living Buddha of the Mongol Tantra Vajrayana that Russia wanted to capture the fourth young master of the Chen family who was left in his territory, so as to force the Chen family to serve his invasion of China."
Chapter completed!