In fact, when he discovered that there was a gap the size of a baby's fist on the surface of the green-gold cauldron, Tang Qianhe's right index finger and middle finger quickly pointed together to form a sword.
At the same time, amidst the crisp sound of the sword, a small green sword with a faint green light was already hanging quietly above his head.
The Sanjie monk beside him was now in a majestic appearance, like a red gold Arhat, with golden light shining all over his body.
Holding the bronze stick tightly with his right hand, and quickly forming the fearless lion seal with his left hand, Monk Sanjie was ready for battle.
"minister……"
"Um?"
"You don't have a chance to drive me away now, do you?"
"Sanjie, you...are really..."
Tang Qianhe was both angry and moved at the same time. He opened and closed his lips, letting out a thousand words, but in the end he smiled helplessly.
With good brothers accompanying you on the road to hell, you will have no regrets in this life!
However, when I glanced at the little girl in the red dress not far away, whose mouth was abnormally split to the limit, I saw that the extremely cold and evil black-red energy was continuously flowing into her deep mouth, which seemed to be connected to a different dimension.
, Tang Qianhe couldn't help but have some expectations in his heart.
Perhaps, judging from the current situation, it seems that he does not need to resort to that ultimate method.
"Sanjie, if...I mean if, both of us can survive, I will take out all the good wines I have collected and share them with you, so that I will never get drunk again." When he said this, Tang Qianhe's
His eyes were fixedly staring at the gradually widening gap on the surface of the green-gold cauldron.
Monk Sanjie laughed boldly and said: "Hahaha, okay, minister, once you say something, it will be hard to follow, so don't end up feeling heartbroken and reluctant to take out the wine you have treasured."
"To be honest, I miss those fine wines you collected more than once or twice a day."
Hearing this, Tang Qianhe laughed and scolded: "You, a fair-weather monk, how can you look like a monk at all?"
"The Way is when meat and wine pass through the intestines, and remain in the heart of the Buddha. Eating meat and drinking wine are all appearances, but the world can't see through them." Monk Sanjie looks like a magic stick, chattering in a spirited manner, and has a solemn appearance.
As he spoke, the green-gold cauldron had cracks all over its surface, making constant rattling sounds.
"Boom, boom!"
Soon, two more green-gold metal plates, one large and one small, hit the ground heavily, making two dull sounds, which seemed to hit the hearts of Tang Qianhe and Monk Sanjie, causing them to be shaken physically and mentally.
There was a slight sweat on the forehead.
Seeing that a new gap appeared on the surface of the green-gold cauldron, and more and more black-red energy spurted out, the monk Sanjie tensed up and breathed quickly: "Minister, why don't you do it yet?
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"Wait a little longer, it's not time yet." Tang Qianhe was also extremely anxious. After all, what they were going to face next was a strong man in the Dragon Transformation Realm with an immortal body.
Even after a long period of time, the other party forcibly broke out of the cauldron and consumed a lot of energy. However, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, so Tang Qianhe could not help but treat it with caution.
In addition, in addition to focusing most of his attention on the green-gold cauldron, Tang Qianhe also always paid attention to the movements of the little girl in the red dress.
As the black and red marks continued to spread on the bloody princess dress of the little girl in the red dress, the sucking force in the mouth of the little girl in the red dress also became stronger.
This discovery made Tang Qianhe overjoyed.
He originally thought that the little girl in the red dress had already reached her limit, but unexpectedly, this little guy was also evolving rapidly.
However, what made Tang Qianhe feel a little uneasy was that as the bloody princess dress gradually turned into black and red, the cold aura of the little girl in the red dress became stronger and stronger.
A cold, ominous atmosphere filled the entire hall.
But at this moment, Tang Qianhe did not dare or could not interrupt the little girl in the red dress absorbing the black and red energy.
He could only choose to wait and see.
Time passed by, no matter how long it took, a voice that sounded like a howling evil spirit suddenly appeared in the ears of Tang Qianhe and Monk Sanjie.
"I want to go out, let me out!"
"Uh...it smells so good, I can smell the smell of fresh flesh and blood."
"Where, exactly where?"
"Huh huh huh... Hahaha, I found it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a pale, slender, bloodless palm touched the gap on the surface of the green-gold cauldron, and forcefully broke off a cracked cauldron wall.
At the same time, a large tuft of black hair that was dancing like a poisonous snake slowly poked out of the huge gap.
"Minister, I really can't wait any longer, hurry up..." Monk Sanjie wanted to say something else, but in the gap of the big green-gold cauldron, there were two animals flashing wildly and greedily as if they had discovered prey.
Her lustful eyes stared at him, making him shudder, and chills ran down his spine.
Different from Monk Sanjie, Tang Qianhe saw in his eyes a delicate face that was so fair that there was no trace of blood. It seemed to have a kind of morbid beauty, and the sad and sad eyes made people's hearts almost break.
"minister……"
The shouts of Monk Sanjie came to his ears, like the roar of Huang Zhongdalu, and Tang Qianhe suddenly shuddered.
He bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity.
"Uh... I actually fell into the opponent's illusion?"
He didn't dare to look directly into the other person's eyes again, for fear of falling into another illusion.
After gathering his mind, Tang Qianhe let out a light smack, flew his hands up and down, and formed seals quickly.
The next moment, nine dragon-shaped chains shot out from every corner of the hall, tightly wrapping around the strong man of the Blood Demon Tribe who protruded most of his body from the gap in the green-gold cauldron.
This wasn't the end yet, Tang Qianhe's hands turned into phantoms, and then, a seven-layer circular formation slowly fell down, covering the powerful blood demon clan under it.
"Hahaha, you two little monks at the peak of Mortal Realm, do you think you can trap me with such little tricks?"
The strong man from the Blood Demon Clan had a leisurely time to look at the nine dragon-shaped chains tightly wrapped around his body and the seven-layer circulation formation, and his eyes were playful: "It's better to go find the Dragon Transformation Realm monks in your tribe.
The flesh and blood of these two little guys is simply not enough to make up for the shortcomings of my roots over the years."
"The two of us are enough to deal with you!" Monk Sanjie took a deep breath and said seriously.
The eyes of the powerful Blood Demon Tribe gradually brightened. Tang Qianhe and Monk Sanjie were pretending to be calm, but she couldn't tell.
She already knew in her heart that many changes would happen while she was sealed.
Otherwise, how could there be only two monks at the peak of Mortal Realm guarding this place?
The most likely possibility is that there are no Dragon Transformation Realm monks in charge of the tribe of these two little guys opposite.