Yumo collected the old monk's energy samples without mentioning it. He said that the old monk was surrounded by the demon forest for a long time. In anger, he sacrificed his cassock and flew into the sky. After he pinched a magic trick, he stretched out his hands, as if the rudder was driving the boat. Then the cassock shouted and rushed forward.

Just now, I was blocked by the dense forest on the ground, and I couldn't see the source of the demonic energy. After coming up into the air, I could see the old locust tree with black light in the distance.

It was also my grandma's fault. He just asked the nano warriors under Wang Zheng to make a fuss. Not only did they break countless thick tongues, but they also blew his arms into powder. They were almost mad and were shouting in an venting manner. The old monk there flew up and saw his thick black smoke as thick as ink, rolling like boiling water, rushing straight into the sky.

When the old monk saw it, he thought to himself: This is that old fairy! You dare to tease me like this in the woods. This time I got it and I will definitely make you look good!

The old monk didn't know that he could not even get out of the forest. It was Wang Zheng and his group's credit. He just thought that the old fairy had discovered him a long time ago and deliberately played with him. When he saw the real master, his heart was so angry that he burst into his head.

Without thinking too much, he stepped on the cassock and flew up as he "sniffed". His skills entered his throat and took a deep breath, then shouted: "The demon is a trait!"

He pulled off the string of Buddhist beads from his neck and threw them directly over.

The Buddhist beads were originally ordinary wooden beads, and even the small-leaf red sandalwood made of rosewood was a little rare. But when the old monk was in his hand, the link between them disappeared instantly. Then the beads turned red and became more and more red. Finally, they were like the coal blocks that escaped from the coal stove. They formed a circular array between them, covering the entire range of the tree spirit grandma. They taught you that no matter how they moved, they could not escape this attack.

Grandma was also angry. She was very happy tonight, but she rarely had a big meal, but she didn't expect that the trouble would appear one after another. It would be fine if there were too many people just now and then ran fast. You monk came to your door, so don't think about going back all over today. You can die here today!

He didn't answer at the moment, glaring at her two eyes that had been green, and raised her hands to the sky. The broken tree roots on the ground began to grow rapidly, and the front section was constantly forked, one for two, two for four. In the blink of an eye, a large area spread out, and they intertwined against the ground and rushed towards the old monk like a tide. At the same time, a huge tongue jumped up from the ground and soared directly in front of the old tree spirit.

The Buddhist beads attacked the spear and the giant tongue acted as shield defense. As soon as the two came into contact, a series of explosions broke out immediately.

The sound of "Boom boom boom boom boom boom..." sounded one after another. Basketball-sized wounds began to appear on the huge tongue, and white juice was splashed everywhere. Grandma thought to herself when she saw it. She had just fought with some humans of unknown people, and her demonic power was almost done. The old monk's Taoist practice was obviously higher than him, and he probably didn't have much chance of winning when he fought like this.

Grandma the tree spirit was thinking like this. The movements in her hands were not slow at all. The huge tongue in front of her was overwhelmed by the bombardment of Buddhist beads. She was already full of holes and couldn't use them. She simply put her big tongue down and smashed it to the top of the old monk's head.

The old monk just jumped off his cassock anxiously. At this time, the old power had passed away. The new power had not yet grown, so he could not turn any more. He rushed to his head and came to his head. He dared not be negligent. He slapped his palms out of the void and saw that there was no effect, so he fell directly to the ground.

It doesn't matter if he lands. A large number of trees, grass and vines next to him had already been waiting beside him, and they rushed over to the sky and thrust. In an instant, the old monk's lower body was wrapped firmly.

It was entangled below and there was a big tongue slapped on it. If he was honest, even if he had already become an indestructible body of Vajra, he would not be able to escape the serious injury and disability.

The old monk did not dare to neglect it. He handed over and slapped the dark whisk, which had already appeared in his hand. His hand trembled slightly, and the whisk was erected into a knife. After a few strokes, he cut all the vines around his feet into two sections. Then he paused under his feet and floated out obliquely.

"boom!"

The huge tongue fell down, and it felt less powerful than the demolition level in later generations. It was also like thunder, the ground collapsed, and the smoke and dust almost covered the entire world, blocking the moonlight exposed after the black clouds fell.

The old monk covered his mouth and nose with one hand, waved his sleeves with the other hand, and knocked the dust in front of him to one side. He also opened his eyes wide and looked for the location of the old tree demon.

The tree spirit grandma is an old fairy who has lived for thousands of years. Don’t know how to kill you while you are sick. Therefore, without waiting for the old monk to jump out again, he rushed towards him with the large area of ​​vines.

Countless vines twisted and wrapped around each other, constantly growing towards the place where the old monk sat. The continuous attacks gave people a feeling of despair at first sight.

The old monk was not that easy to meet. He guarded his whole body with a whisk knife. No matter which direction there was a rattan within three feet of his body, he would definitely cut into two pieces. However, even if he could keep splashing the knife so that water could not be in, he would not change his current position of being at a disadvantage.

But even though the situation was so dangerous, the old monk's face was still calm, as if he didn't take these vines seriously. He kept pinching the hand beads with his other hand, and was talking quickly.

Grandma succeeded with a move, and was waiting aside to see the old monk's joke with slight pride. Unexpectedly, her face suddenly changed and she turned around without hesitation and disappeared from the spot.

As soon as he left, huge explosions occurred on the battlefield where the rattan was tangled.

"Boom boom boom..."

Thirty-six roars sounded at different places in the venue. The trees that were still aggressive just now were instantly blown up and broke in an instant. The roots were broken, and the white slurry was blown up all over the sky, causing another flying sand and stones.

After a while, a strong wind came and blew the dust in the sky to dissipate, revealing the old monk holding the red Buddhist beads with one hand in one hand.

The old monk opened his eyes wide, observed carefully for a while, and finally shook his hand and put the Buddhist beads on his neck again, slowly took two steps forward, and snorted coldly, "The Tao is not bad, you can actually escape under my nose!"

The old monk came in anger, of course he would not give up just like that. He looked up at the sky, then looked at the surrounding terrain and demonic energy, and then calculated that the thousand-year-old tree demon's nest was not far away again.

He was not in a hurry to go back. He picked up a branch from the ground and inserted it on the ground. He took out the beads from his sleeve and hung them on the branch. He sat cross-legged in front of the branch, closed his eyes and began to chant.

Taoism has the method of guiding the way for immortals, and Buddhism naturally has the method of resonating with heaven and man.

As long as there are traces of monsters, there is no time to be found. Among them, it is all about energy and time!

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In the tree demon's nest, grandma, Xiaozhuo and Xiaodie sat opposite each other.

Grandma slammed the table and said hatefully, "What a monk, you are really a powerful Taoist business. You actually have such a method. If Grandma hadn't noticed it before my prehistoric knowledge, I would have lost half my life!"

After watching grandma get angry, Xiao Zhuo slowly calmed down and said, "Grandma, what should we do with this old monk now? He has been sitting cross-legged in front and casting spells, and it seems that he doesn't want to give up!"
Chapter completed!