A terrifying god with four sides and six arms, and a burning flame beside him, is standing majestically on the mountain path of Zhongnan Mountain. The lips of the four faces on his head open and close at the same time, and the four voices of men, women, old and young are superimposed together to form a

A somewhat strange sound.

"Qingxiazi, use all your strength to break through the current realm, step out of the sea of ​​suffering, gain great freedom, and become an earthly immortal!"

Following his words, a transparent palm print with Sanskrit chant hit a skinny old Taoist priest in front of him.

“Flashy!”

The old Taoist priest curled his lips, put down the tea cup in his hand, clenched his skinny fist, and knocked it casually in the air.

boom!

After a muffled sound, the fist mark was directly exploded by a punch, and then the punch continued to fall straight down, hitting the god covered in flames, causing him to take two or three steps back.

"If you want me to use my full strength..."

The old Taoist priest opened his mouth, yawned, and said lazily.

"Your strength is not enough!"

"In this case, the old monk will use all his strength..."

After seeing that his attack was easily repelled by the old Taoist priest, the god suddenly became angry, and the flames around him suddenly became more intense. The six arms on his side were raised, and the two hands on them began to form seals.

The two hands in the middle were holding a bow and an arrow, aiming at the old Taoist priest's body, while the two hands below were holding a long sword and a long rope.

As the god assumed this powerful pose, his mouths with four faces also began to chant at the same time.

"Om, Su Po, you Su Po, hum, tiller Li Hena, tiller Li Hena, hum, tiller Li Hena, Bo Ye, hum, Ah Ye, Dendrobium, Po Chi Ma, Furila, Hum Fa Zha

!”

Along with the Sanskrit sounds of the quartet of men, women, old and young, the flames around the god began to flow along the sword rope he was holding and into the arrow in his hand, entwining the arrow as if it were an arrow of fire.

"Qingxiazi!"

After gathering momentum for a long time, the god finally opened his mouth and spoke in overlapping voices.

"Catch someone's Humkara arrow!"

Following the words, he loosened his hand, and the flaming arrow shot out instantly, arriving in front of the old Taoist priest in a flash.

"Qingxiazi, this time you..."

Before the god could finish his words, he saw the skinny old Taoist priest yawn, raise his hand, and with a snap, he caught the Humgala arrow that he shot in his hand.

The flames on the arrow were burning brightly, but there seemed to be no way to cause any damage to the skinny hand.

"That's it..."

The old Taoist priest suddenly clenched his fist, and after a soft sound, he crushed the flaming "Hongjialao" arrow into a piece of sparks. Then he swept it away and wiped out all the sparks.

"I'm too lazy to play with you!"

Before he finished speaking, the old Taoist priest's body seemed to flash in front of the god. He punched out with an understatement, passed through the flames of the body, and landed on the god's lower abdomen.

In front of the old Taoist priest's punch, this majestic-looking god was like a balloon that was poked by a needle. It burst with a bang, and then the fist continued to move forward, knocking out an old monk with a white beard and eyebrows.

The god was punched out of his body.

The old monk's body raised his head and flew backwards, and was embedded in the mountain wall again.

Snapped!

The old monk's cassock, shrouded in Buddha's light, suddenly swung, and the golden light flourished. Then the light faded, and the cassock seemed to be torn into pieces by an invisible big hand.

Bang bang bang!

The old Taoist priest clapped his hands calmly, walked back to his original seat and sat down. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then let out a sigh of satisfaction.

"ha……"

…

Kick, kick, kick!

Following the sound of hurried footsteps, a bald monk carrying a long package rushed towards the depths of Zhongnan Mountain in a hurry, not caring whether it was a road or a forest ahead.

"Little master..."

Just when the monk was running around, a soft voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Why are you running in such a hurry? Is there a ghost chasing you behind you..."

The monk who was running in a hurry turned his head and saw that there was a hut next to the forest. A charming beauty was lying on the wall of the hut and looking at him softly. After seeing him turn his head, the beauty turned towards him.

He blinked.

"Little master, what do people want to ask you?"

I don't know why, but after seeing this beauty, the monk shivered all over, then lowered his head and rushed forward, still muttering in his mouth.

"A beautiful woman suddenly appears in the mountains. She must be a ghost fox, run away!"

The beautiful woman lying on the wall blinked her beautiful big eyes and looked at the monk's retreating back in disbelief.

"Hahaha……"

Behind the beautiful woman, two ordinary-looking women in blue dresses were holding their stomachs and rolling on the floor with laughter.

"Twenty Mother, didn't you say that your charm skills are very powerful? That's it..."

The beauty looked at the monk's retreating back and bit her teeth bitterly.

"Of course the Nu family's charm technique is very powerful... Wait, the Nu family knows that this bastard monk can ignore the Nu family's charm technique because he must be a good Long Yang..."

"Hahaha……"

After the two women below heard what the beauty said, they covered their stomachs and laughed again.

"This monk is so good at Long Yang...hahahaha!"

"The slave family can laugh about this matter about Twenty Mother for a year..."

"You two bastards!"

The beauty turned her head and looked at the two of them with unkind eyes.

"Are you happy that the slave family is embarrassed? If you don't hurry up and chase him, if he runs away, can you two explain to the master?"

"Hahaha……"

The two ordinary-looking women got up from the ground with smiles on their faces, looking at the gloomy look on Twenty Niang's faces. They pursed their lips at the same time and began to nod.

"Okay, okay...then let us sisters catch him and bring him back!"

As he said that, the two women jumped up and turned into two foxes with soft fur in the air. They jumped out of the wall and chased after the monk as he fled.

"Hahaha……"

Another string of laughter was left behind them.

"snort!"

Looking at the two women's leaving figures, the beautiful twenty-year-old woman snorted with a depressed look on her face.

"I don't believe it. The monks these days are actually not lewd..."

As she spoke, she turned into a snow-white fox and ran towards the other direction of the hillside.

Another monk carrying a magical weapon was running in panic in the mountains, but it was probably because he was a little fat, so he didn't run too fast, and he was still panting while running.

.

Wow…

Suddenly, the monk heard the sound of running water coming from his side. He stopped, took a few breaths, and pursed his dry lips.

"Go drink some water!"

After turning around several big trees, a clear stream appeared in front of him.

The fat monk couldn't wait to run over, stopped at the edge of the stream, squatted down, and plunged his head into the water.

'So comfortable!'

boom!

Immediately afterwards, the fat monk felt a heavy blow on the back of his head. The blow made him fall forward, his body shook, and he plunged into the creek.

boom!

Before the fat monk could figure out what was going on, he had been hit hard on the back of his head again. His eyes suddenly rolled and he knew nothing.

Behind him, a big white-haired rat, at least half a meter tall, held a stick in its paws and tentatively poked the fat monk. After discovering that he was indeed unconscious, he immediately waved his hand arrogantly.

.

"Tie up this bald donkey!"

On the other side, a strong monk was running forward when he heard a cry for help.

"Help, help, who can save the slave family?"
To be continued...