The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

And I'm afraid that Li Weiran can't bear the second time [shujingqihuang].

Mu Yan gritted her teeth and was about to change the tune, launching [Phantom Heavy].

Luo Yunxiao, standing in front of her, already raised his hand.

A translucent protective shield enveloped her and Li Weiren.

Luo Yunxiao's indifferent voice came in his ears: "Don't be distracted, I will deal with the people of Dabei Temple."

Mu Yan raised her head and glanced, frowning fiercely.

The protective cover was not completely transparent, and she could only vaguely see the figure of the little uncle outside at the moment.

[Buddhist Golden Lotus] The surrounding Mingyin Shengyan is still burning, bit by bit devouring the life of [Fuddhist Golden Lotus].

However, in this way, the little uncle would be distracted.

Exquisitely controlling Mingyin Shengyan would already consume most of his mind.

Now we have to deal with the bald donkeys in Dabei Temple.

I don't know who came from Dabei Temple, and what is the cultivation level?

Xiao Shishu only has half his strength left, can he deal with it?

Is it because she is afraid that she is worried, so the protective cover is translucent, because she does not want her to see the fight?

Mu Yan gritted her teeth and forced herself not to pay attention to the situation outside.

With her current strength, even if she goes out to help, she can at most only drag the little uncle.

For the present plan, the only way is to destroy this [Buddhist Golden Lotus] as soon as possible to save Li Weiwei.

At that time, the little uncle does not have to control [Mingyin Shengyan], and his strength can naturally be greatly improved.

...

Outside the protective cover, several figures slowly fell.

A golden red robes, a Zen stick in his left hand and a golden bowl in his right.

The deep and complex scriptures between the rapidly squirming lips and teeth continuously spit out.

Luo Yunxiao held one of the twelve natal swords [Chixiao Sword] and looked at several people blankly.

Headed by is the great disciple of Bodhidharma and the current abbot of the Great Compassion Temple, Zen Master Shanhui.

Shanhui's face was serious, and she stared at Luo Yunxiao.

A strong killing intent burst into the eyes that should have been compassionate.

And standing beside Shanhui was a kind-looking old man, looking at Luo Yunxiao with slightly muddy eyes, with a compassionate meaning of compassion and compassion.

Luo Yunxiao hadn't seen this person before, and there was no aura fluctuation in his body.

But the sense of danger he gave people surpassed Shanhui.

But Luo Yunxiao's sight fell on the other person.

The lips are red and the teeth are white, and the face is handsome, even if he has gone through the vicissitudes of life and reached the state of immortality, he still maintains the appearance of a young and immature monk.

Luo Yunxiao's brows frowned slightly.

He didn't even look at Shanhui and the powerful old man.

He only stared at Jing Yuan: "You want to kill me too?"

Jing Yuan's face was paler than Luo Yunxiao, who had consumed most of the power of the Netherworld.

His eyes were stained with scarlet, but there was not a trace of light in his eyes.

The little monk who was a little shy, a little introverted, but alive on the floating island, has disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Jing Yuan slowly raised his head, looking at Luo Yunxiao, and slowly said in a low voice: "Master nurtures me and teaches me to be a master of cultivation. The second brother pulled me out of the muddy hell, even though I was exhausted. Thousands of days and nights, they have never given up on me. They treated me like a brother and a father. I don’t know who killed them, but I don’t hear or avenge them.”

Luo Yunxiao nodded, and asked calmly: "You come to kill me, does Yu Mo know?"

Jing Yuan closed his eyes, annihilating the last starlight in his eyes.