Bold Evildoer, Poor Monk Fahai

Chapter 392 Sinister and Cunning

The mosquito road man had an abominable face and smiled grinningly at Fahai, "Little monk, do you think this seat is just the path of the Da Luo Jinxian peak? This seat has already been cut off a corpse to become a quasi saint, if it weren't the ancestor of the Styx River, This seat has long been a strong man in the quasi-sage mid-term."

Fahai was relieved when he heard what the mosquito man said.

Although the realm of Mosquito Daoist fell to the realm of Da Luo Jinxian, his understanding of Da Luo Jinxian far exceeded that of Da Luo Jinxian, and he himself had already cut off a corpse, and everything combined was not comparable to Da Luo Jinxian.

He currently only has Da Luo Jinxian's Dao Xing at the pinnacle, but his mood and sentiment have long been at the quasi-sage level, and his strength has surpassed Da Luo Jinxian.

The **** wings behind the mosquitoes trembled and stirred the air of heaven and earth.

The golden Foshan and the Buddha's light pagoda are so heavy that they shook violently between the flapping of the mosquito's **** wings.

The merit robes undulate like the waves, and the golden lotus is also shaking...

Only the Blessed One's Law is as stable as Mount Tai.

The mosquito man raised his head to the sky and laughed wildly, the **** wings blew up the hurricane, the gust of wind howled, and the scarlet edge spread across the sky like a sharp dagger.

"Little monk, this seat will let you know how big the gap between Daluo Jinxian and Zhunsheng is."

After all, the **** wings of the mosquitoes moved, the whole person turned into a **** glow and impacted on the golden Foshan. Foshan shook violently, the Brahma sound pierced the sky, and the dazzling Buddha light spread. Then, the golden Foshan was covered with dense cracks, which were torn apart by the mosquito man's blow.

Fahai's mind moved, a golden ‘卍’ sign flashing between the Buddha’s hand, the golden light of the Buddha’s dharma statue, the world was turbulent between the waves, and he immediately photographed it against the mosquito man.

The mosquito person smiled contemptuously, "Small bugs!"

Before he finished his words, his wings suddenly moved, and his mana was as sharp as a knife, sweeping towards Fahai overwhelmingly.

Fa Hai flew back, blasting out the knot with one hand.

Rumble!

Thunder billows, the earth cracks and the sky collapses...

The mana released by the mosquito man actually left bright marks on Fahai's body.

Fahai stared at the mosquito man with a solemn expression, a strong man who had once climbed into the quasi-sage realm, it was indeed extraordinary that Da Luo Jinxian could compare.

After Fahai asked himself the status of the proving bodhisattva, the old Daluo Jinxian powerhouse in the Three Realms could also fight. However, his magical powers could not suppress the mosquitoes.

I still remember the scene of fighting with Emperor Zhenwu. If Emperor Zhenwu didn't hold the best innate spirit treasure, how could he break his glazed glazed flawless merit and golden body?

However, the mosquito man made it in one blow.

The mosquito man's blood-colored wings stood upright, holding the towering bergamot hand of the Buddha's image. The golden Buddha light lingers like a heavenly dragon, constantly impacting the mosquitoes. The mosquito person's face changed and changed, and the look in Fahai's eyes became jealous.

"The mana of this little monk is really tyrannical. This seat has already used his ultimate move, but he hasn't been hit hard."

We must know that Mosquito Daoist once wounded the ancestor of Styx at the pinnacle of quasi-sage with this magical power.

The mosquito man flipped his hands and shook Jin Guang's big hand back. Immediately afterwards, his figure turned, turning into a sharp edge and patted Jinlian below. A huge handprint fell into the air, directly smashing the golden lotus and turning it into nothingness.

Fahai opened his five fingers, grabbed the Buddha's light pagoda in the air and threw it towards the mosquito person.

The mosquito man's blood wings suddenly gathered to cover himself.

Only a loud bang was heard, golden light and **** light each occupy half of the sky,

There are cracks on the Buddha's Light Pagoda, which may break apart at any time. Fahai was extremely upset in his heart. This time fighting with the mosquito man was a heavy loss.

Golden Foshan is not an enemy of the mosquitoes, Jishi Jinlian was destroyed by his hand, and now the Foguang Pagoda is also showing signs of collapse...

Fahai stretched out his hand to take back the Buddha's light pagoda, and then flung his embroidered robe, turning into a golden light to fall on the head of the dragon. Tianlong's eyes locked on the mosquito man, and he opened his mouth to exhale flames. Flames burned the void, and the temperature here suddenly rose.

The mosquito road man sneered: "You long worm still wants to pretend to be in front of this seat? If your ancestor, Ancestral Dragon, is still afraid of one or two, you will get out of this seat."

The mosquito man's blood wings twitched suddenly, and a piece of red cloud besieged Tianlong. The fist-sized mosquito's mouthparts were extremely sharp, and it broke the scales of the Tianlong easily. After a while, Tianlong was bloody.

Fahai didn't dare to fight with the Tianlong, and finally conquered Ao Lie to give the Tianlong a spirit. If he was sucked up by the mosquito man, Tianlong would not be as powerful as before.

Mana Tianlong is very different from the Tianlong that truly possesses dragon spirits.

Fahai thought, Tianlong turned into golden light and escaped into his shoulder. Countless blood mosquitoes lost their target and swarmed towards him.

Fahai's body shook, and the Buddha's light shot away like a sharp sword, killing the blood mosquitoes to pieces.

The mosquito man has two wings, his body changes in the void, and the distance between him and Fahai is opened. He stared at Fahai with scarlet eyes, and said: "Little monk, I have no grudges with you, how about reconciliation?"

Fahai looked calm and could not say a word.

The Mosquito Daoist continued: "You are only trying to save those gods when you attacked this seat. Now those gods leave you to return to the heavens. Is it worth your hard work? I tell you that the gods are cold-blooded and ruthless. They won't Remember your kindness, you want to forge a good relationship with them, I just want to tell you that you think too much."

Fa Hai expressionlessly said, "Are you afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you?"

The mosquito person said jokingly: "Little monk, if you become a Buddha and become the ancestor seat, you may be afraid of you twice, but you are just a bodhisattva now. Why do you make this seat afraid of you?"

"I tell you the truth, what I am afraid of is taking Zhunzhun to mention those two hypocritical old things. When the Gods are in the Great Tribulation, I ran to the west and sucked the twelfth-grade merit golden lotus so that it could lose its grade. They hate this seat very strongly. If you want them to find out where this seat is, the incarnation will come."

Fahai said indifferently: "You can also let the poor monk let you go, but you have to leave some souvenirs."

The mosquito person frowned, "What do you want?"

Fahai raised his finger to the **** wings swinging behind the mosquito person. Upon seeing this, the mosquito person's face suddenly became cold, and his eyes flashed with a stern killing intent, "Little monk, are you provoking this seat?"

Fahai snorted coldly, "Mosquito person, don't pretend to be in front of the poor monk. You know exactly what urinary poor monk you are. If the poor monk let you go, you will definitely find out the source of the poor monk, and then go around. To deal with the poor monk, you can’t believe what you sinister and cunning man said."

Hearing this, the mosquito person grinned, "You little monk is really not easy to fool."

That's what the mosquito person planned.

After he leaves, he will go to find out the origin of Fahai, and then copy Fahai's lair, making Fahai regret the revenge with him.

The fierce light flickered in the eyes of the mosquito person, "Little monk, since you are unwilling to reconcile with this seat, this seat has nothing to say with you. As long as you fall into the hands of this seat, this seat will definitely fill you with mana and blood. Suck it dry, and then send you to the West Spirit Mountain to let those monks know the consequences of offending me."

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