Chapter 409 Compassionate monk father is obsessed with obsession 28
Chapter 409 The Compassionate Monk Dad is Obsessed 28
"Amitabha." The monk clasped his hands together, and a golden ring appeared above his hands, and he threw it in front of the big tree. The golden ring immediately turned into a golden light shield, blocking the way of the four people.
"Donor, there is no end to the sea of suffering. When you turn around, you will find another shore." The monk advised.
The little black shadow on the sea, the old Taoist, stared at the big tree and silently recited the law, "Hurry is like a law, hurry!"
The air-piercing gun chased the monk and stabbed him.
The monk without the golden light mask could only run away, with the air-piercing gun chasing his footsteps.
The monk was dodging while reciting scriptures, but obviously he was still a little slow. The four of them broke through the golden light shield and chased the wooden dragon.
Just like a carp jumping over a dragon's gate, a wooden dragon needs to break through the top of a big tree to get rid of the shackles of the big tree and become a real dragon.
"Who dares to hurt her!" a stern voice shouted.
Three men in black rushed towards the center of the whirlpool. One turned around to face the enemy.
"Who doesn't have eyes?" The old man with missing front teeth turned around. He saw a man flying with a sword from the west, and his black python robe was particularly eye-catching.
"Oh, it turns out it's the king. I didn't expect that the prince is also a Taoist and has so many helpers." Qian front tooth smiled and turned to look to the southwest. Little black shadows jumped out of the mountains one by one, "Ah, our people
Here too."
Jun Ziwu flew towards the three black figures and blocked them in front. The flying sword under his feet turned towards the missing front teeth.
"Oops? I've been underestimated." Missing Front Tooth said with a smile, threw out a pair of blood droplets, and flew towards the big tree.
The wooden dragon is already flying in the clouds.
Be quick.
The missing front tooth threw out a pair of large blood droplets and threw them towards the big tree. The blood droplets quickly flew to the top of the tree.
"Zheng——" The air-piercing gun stabbed the blood droplet.
The golden sutra belt in the monk's hand grabbed another blood drop. He looked at the pursuing gun and quickly turned around to leave. However, the blood drop he held held on to the golden sutra belt and flew around half a circle.
In front of him, it was like a scorpion's tail stinging him.
"Bad luck!" Qian Front Ya cursed, but saw the sword cut through the blood droplets and pointed it at him. He ran away without saying a word.
"Ang——" The second dragon roar broke through the air.
The big tree stands like a pillar in the sky. Two dragons move around it.
"Ouch——" Jiao responded and followed.
From the whirlpool, a water column rises, like a water dragon slowly rising from the whirlpool and flying into the sky.
At the top of the big tree, the wooden dragon has already flown out of its head.
The black dragon curled up and stopped at the top of the tree, prostrating its head, as if kneeling down. Its horn emitted golden light, and the wooden dragon passed quickly between the tree top and the black dragon. The gray on its body immediately turned to cyan, and there was a golden streak between the cyan.
pattern.
Dark clouds moved quickly in the sky and gathered around the big tree.
The wooden dragon completely passed through the top of the tree, but did not stop, sprinting in the sky.
On the other side of the whirlpool, the water dragon was already flying in the sky, its head aimed at the wooden dragon.
"Ang——" The third dragon roar sounded.
The wooden dragon rushes into the water dragon's body, and its body turns into gold when it touches water.
"Water generates wood, and metal generates water." Junzi Wu suddenly realized, and then wondered, "Who gave her gold?"
The golden dragon is completely wrapped by the water dragon.
The water dragon curls up its body, the water dragon's horns and longan eyes gradually turn into water, the golden dragon's horns protrude and grow in the water, and the longan eyes open.
The golden dragon is coiled in a large water ball. The water ball is bubbling violently, making it difficult to see the pattern inside.
Everyone on the sea stopped fighting and watched the huge water ball boiling in the sky. They looked at the biggest variable in this battle.
If nothing unexpected happens, this dragon among water dragons determines the key to the battle.
"Ah -" a sharp roar came out, and a girl walked out of the boiling water ball. She had a white head, a cold face, flying green hair, and a determined expression with green pupils that shocked people's hearts.
Fuchen glanced at the sky, and for the first time, the world appeared so clearly before his eyes.
The body stepped out of the water polo, wearing light green armor, dark green shoulder belt, and dark green boots.
The monk who fell on the sea looked at the floating dust with a smile in his eyes.
The surrounding sea surface is stained with red blood, and on the right side is a long golden ribbon floating in the water.
There was a drop of blood stuck in his stomach and it was no longer moving.
The monk showed kind eyes, clasped his hands, and recited scriptures. On the water, the golden ribbon floated with the wind, grew in the wind, flew to the floating dust of the water ball, and wrapped around the floating dust in circles, covering his thighs, body, arms and head.
.
Her dusty green makeup also had golden edges, and the corners of her eyelids were even covered with a layer of gold powder.
This is...a Buddhist blessing.
Fuchen lowered his eyebrows and saw the monk on the sea. He raised his finger and saw vines growing out of the bottom of the sea. He pushed the monk out of the sea and let him rest.
The original big tree turned into a long wood-colored knife and flew into Fuchen's hand. The blade was entirely made of wood, but it had a sharp edge.
The palm of Fuchen's right hand was scratched by the blade, and golden dark lines appeared on the wooden blade surface.
The broadsword flew and the sea steamed. Several small whirlpools appeared in the big whirlpool, and the whirlpool gradually rose into columns.
Fuchen stared at the waves on the sea. The original big waves had turned into water columns, turning the rough waves on the sea through the water columns into rolling dark clouds in the sky.
The priority is the waves!
The dull low pressure is getting worse.
"Stop her!" Missing Front Tooth yelled.
The army of men in black arrived from the southwest, and Jun Ziwu's army also arrived from the due west. The two armies fought together and fell into a melee.
Lao Dao'er and Qian Qianya looked at each other, and they each took two people and divided them into two groups. One group went to the west, and the other group ran towards the monk.
Bai saw it and turned to protect the monk.
Junziwu Jianfuchen paid attention to the waves and went to the monk's side. The center of the battlefield instantly turned to the monk. Bai and Junziwu protected the monk beside the tree vine.
The tree vines continued to grow and formed a closed bird's nest to wrap the monk. The monk meditated to heal himself and reduce the burden on everyone.
The battlefield was chaotic.
The white demon's power was weak and it was quickly restricted. Black in the melee saw that Bai was trapped and became distracted.
Junzi Wu could not help but place Bai in the rear, and attack the three main attacks by himself.
Fuchen saw it, frowned, looked at the three black figures that had gone away, and shouted, "Black."
Xiao Hei stopped the melee below, looked at Bai again, transformed into a dragon and flew to the west.
The waves were still rising into the sky, and Fu Chen kept holding a knife in his hand.
Water pillars stretched to the sky, and water was continuously supplied to the sky. The black clouds became denser and denser.
"hold head high--"
"hold head high--"
"hold head high--"
There were actually three dragon roars.
Fuchen turned his head and looked to the west. Three water dragons flew towards the sea, with a man in black standing on each of them.
The flood in Wushan was controlled by these people.
"Bai." Fuchen shouted.
Bai Fei turned into clouds and dispersed among the dark clouds, condensing the sky into a large piece and quickly turning the water rising into the sky into rain and mist.
The water column has reached the clouds, so she can go down and have a fight.
Fuchen stared at the person in front of him and turned to look at the monk.
The monk felt the gaze and raised his head to look at him.
Fuchen smiled and said loudly, "Monk! Watch me defeat them!"
The monk smiled and slowly gave a thumbs up.
come on.
Fuchen smiled brightly and threw out a natal wooden sword. The wooden sword rushed towards a water dragon, and Fuchen's body rushed towards the largest water dragon.
The dragon consciously entangled itself in the remaining water dragon.
The old Taoist standing above sneered and escaped into the faucet.
The floating dust collided quickly, and the body turned into a golden dragon. The dragon's body was entangled with the dragon's body, and it opened its mouth to bite the faucet.
The wooden sword transformed into a wooden dragon, and the dragon's body was wrapped around the water dragon, fighting with the water dragon.
"Ouch -" the water dragon groaned, and its head struggled violently.
Dragon Master cast a spell, and the water dragon immediately condensed into ice, forming a thick dragon armor.
Fuchen took a bite of the ice slag, grabbed the water dragon with his four claws and threw it up the mountain, hitting the water dragon wrapped around the wooden dragon.
The two water dragons merged and became one huge water dragon.
The dusty wooden dragon turned into a wooden knife and flew towards the water dragon's tail.
The golden dragon transformed from the floating dust roared, opened its mouth and rushed towards the water dragon, directly confronting it head-on.
Fuchen was faintly excited. This kind of excitement of fighting had not happened for a long time.
The monk in the vines on the sea saw the four dragons standing in the distance, twirled the beads in his mouth, and recited Buddhist scriptures.
It's been a long time since there was a big fight, and the current fighting has simply burned all Fu Chen's desires - the desire for life and death.
After a hundred reincarnations, the two dragons have gradually become weak, but Fuchen becomes more and more courageous as he fights.
Fuchen transformed into a human being, with cunning eyes shining and a long wooden knife spinning in his hand.
The sky gathered into a tornado, with green leaves churning inside the tornado.
Hei understood Fuchen's meaning and pushed the water dragon that was fighting him into the tornado.
"Zhizhi."
When the water dragon's tail hits the tornado, it instantly turns into water droplets and splashes.
The three men in black understood the change in the situation. This tornado was a meat grinder. They rode the water dragon to escape.
The black dragon threw the water dragon into the tornado with all his strength. The man in black quickly jumped out and fell into the mountain to hide. The dragon went after him.
The wooden knife was released, Fuchen transformed into a golden dragon, grabbed the water dragon, rolled around and kicked it into the tornado.
The old Taoist was so frightened that he left the water dragon and turned into black wind and went into the forest.
Water splashes outside the tornado.
Fuchen, whose eyes were red with blood, didn't get any blood on them, and turned his attention to the group of men in black on the sea. He flew near the sea, and the tornado behind followed Fuchen with the wooden knife as the center.
"Amitabha, Fuchen, can these people be handed over to a poor monk?" the monk suddenly said.
"Huh?" Fuchen looked at the golden pagoda that appeared on the sea at an unknown time with cold eyes and a cold face. He moved his fingers "inadvertently".
The tornado moved behind.
"Amitabha." The monk rushed out of the tree cage and flew to Fuchen, "Fuchen, don't increase your karma."
The smell of blood penetrated the nose.
Fuchen saw the monk's red wound and said, "Bang." He turned around and left, turning his hand back. The tornado subsided and the wooden knife flew into Fuchen's hand. Fuchenqian stood aside and expressed his dissatisfaction.
The fire that had just started was extinguished in a hurry. I felt a little unhappy.
The monk smiled, raised his head and rubbed Fuchen's head.
Fuchen was forced to lower his head and endure the rubbing. The dissatisfaction turned into happiness and embarrassment at being encouraged.
"Fuchen is really powerful. He will definitely become a god in the future." The monk smiled, turned to the man in black, and recited a mantra.
The gate of the pagoda opened wide, and eighteen golden Arhats walked out, forcing the man in black into the pagoda.
Xiao Hei caught a man in black and threw it to Arhat. He said to Fu Chen, "Two of them escaped."
Fuchen raised his eyes, and his eyes turned away and then back again. She wanted to kill them all, but the monk didn't allow it.
The monk sensed Fuchen's intention and gave her a big smile, meaning: Well done.
Fuchen turned his face away.
When her consciousness came back, looking back on the past, the monk treated her like an elder to a child.
Although she still maintains the restraint and dignity of a monk, she is more concerned with care and teaching. Sometimes when she gets emotional, she changes her name to "donor". But her eyes that care about children are too loving.
If the monk is not a monk, his eyes will be more direct: I am your father.
Fuchen: Another strange father-daughter gesture has been unlocked.
