Villain Transmigration Goddess [Quick Transmigration]

At this moment, petal snowflakes like willow catkins in March floated in the sky, gently falling on everyone's bodies, melting and disappearing after touching them for a moment.

The blind monk waved his staff, and suddenly the golden light flourished. Countless scriptures formed the shape of a wooden fish, engulfed by the distant Sanskrit sounds, and headed towards Qiong Qi Beast.The distance between the monk and the beast was too close for others to block it in time, and even the attacked Qiongqi beast had nowhere to escape, so it had to respond instinctively.

The purple lightning from the horns flourished and sizzled, intertwined into a purple curtain in front of the beast's body, which was able to resist for a moment, but the disparity in strength was too great. It was knocked out, smashed the roof and fell, and was knocked down by the collapsed house. When it was buried, the dust flew up for a while, and it was unknown whether it was dead or alive.

All of this happened in just two breaths, so fast that people could not be rescued.Seeing her playmate being beaten away, little Ning'an stared at the blind monk tearfully with the corners of her mouth downturned, and said in a childlike voice, "Bad guy."

Yu Fei's eyeballs rolled, and she pulled Ze Hai, who was holding the little one, and ran in the direction of Qiong Qi Beast.The old bald donkey that Old Man Sun was talking about looked very powerful, and he was sure he couldn't beat it, so he had to stay away and save this poor beast, lest their children be accidentally injured.

"Hey, you old bald donkey, the Buddha said that the six sense organs are pure and merciful to all living beings, but your killing intent has never changed." The old man Sun was furious, and after a lecture to the blind monk, he spit and sprayed people face.

The blind monk was also good at determining things. He didn't raise his hand to wipe away the bits and pieces of spittle, and suddenly he appeared with a Buddha's light, forcing old man Sun who continued to chatter away. "Man-eating beasts should be eradicated; cultivating a demon body should be punished."

As the blind monk's voice fell, the Zen staff shook again, and the Sanskrit sound burst out, as if thousands of monks were reciting Buddhist scriptures on the spot. Those golden scriptures formed a huge golden bowl, covering the three of them together.

A scripture talisman as big as a fist shot out from the golden bowl, constantly attacking Duguyan, trying to snatch Feng Suiyan from her hand.

Old man Sun jumped up angrily, "Could you please say hello in advance when fighting?" "If the old man doesn't show his power, you really think that the old man is a three-year-old child. Let the old man break it."

With a roar, he clenched his fist and threw it at the golden bowl cover, screaming "Hey! It hurts me to death." The golden bowl only shook violently, but old man Sun was thrown into the air and fell, lying on his stomach. Carefully touching the new wound on the old face on the ground, grinning and screaming in pain.

Dugu Yanhan drew her sword out of its sheath, resisting the scriptures and talismans shot from all directions, although it can resist for a while now, but after a long time, she will always be exhausted, maybe she won't be able to wait for Feng Suiyan to wake up.

Thinking of this, he took the dragon-headed Seven Star Knife floating by his side and threw it at Old Man Sun who was applying medicine to himself. "Senior, it's up to you."

Old man Sun grabbed the medicine bottle and hurriedly caught it, and flicked the red-glowing blade with a look of excitement on his face. "Good knife, good knife." After tossing and playing alone for a while, he hugged him and kissed him again and again.

With the blessing of the spiritual sword, old man Sun's destructive power soared, and he shouted: "Old bald donkey, look at the trick."

The two were already at the same level of cultivation, but the blind monk just took the opportunity to strike first. At this moment, old man Sun had the Dragon Head Seven Star Sword in his hand, and with just one move, he broke the golden bowl cover he was so proud of .

The blind monk's throat was hot from the backlash, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and one of the water-patterned Buddhist beads hanging on his body was broken and turned into powder.Seeing this, the three thousand golden robed monks shouted angrily in unison, and rushed towards the three of Duguyan like a tidal wave with their crescent shovels in their hands.

Yu Fei pulled Zehai brothers and sisters to hide in the corner of the wall, lightly whipped the dying Qiongqi beast with a small short whip, with a proud face: Look, I'm still smart.

In order not to hurt the three-thousand-gold robed monks in the fight with old man Sun, the blind monk deliberately led him to the periphery.The two are both rank nine warriors, and when they fight seriously, every move is full of wind and clouds, the ground cracks and houses collapse, flying sand and rocks hide broken trees, and half of the sky is dimmed.

On the other side, Duguyan, who was surrounded by three thousand gold-robed monks, held a sword in his plain hand, and his wide sleeves fluttered in the wind. There were layers of cold air all over his body. As time passed, it became denser and denser, as if it was about to condense into ice.

The damp and coldness of this cold winter's twelfth lunar month could not match the chill lingering around her body at all, and it continued to spread around her body.If one ignores the thick murderous aura, this picture of flying snowflakes and lingering fog is definitely a fairy from the sky who strayed into the mortal world by mistake.

In the house in the distance, the closed window was quietly opened again. Seeing Duguyan's appearance, the elegant and free-spirited Qingzhe narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled slightly with his thin lips, and said, "Her cultivation base has greatly increased these days." , it has reached the late stage of the seventh level, and is only one step away from the eighth level."

"He is a genius in the sky. He has forgotten the past and the past. He has a clear mind and a very high level of comprehension. If he gets some guidance from an expert, it will not be difficult to cultivate and improve." Tu Suyun sat on the high chair, closed his eyes and rested slightly.Running around these days, exhausting my mind, I am always a little tired.

Expert?Is it wind broken smoke?Or that old man Sun who is like a urchin?

Qingzhe was thinking like this, but his eyes were still fixed on Duguyan, to be precise, it should be on the person in her arms---Feng Suiyan.

The dagger on her heart was coated with poison, and it would be difficult to wake up.Tu Suyun wanted to spare her life to conquer, but for such a dangerous person, he either didn't do it or did it absolutely.

Now that the general situation has been established, it doesn't matter if she is there or not.

The thick mist covering the eyes blocked the sight of the three thousand golden robed monks, and also blocked Duguyan's own sight.

Countless embroidery needles shot from all around, like a huge silver-cone fishing net, covering the sky and the sky with Duguyan and the sleeping Fengsuiyan, the number is too large to stop.

"Frozen Art." The bright red lips opened and closed, and the exhaled breath was actually a trace of white mist. As the three characters without emotion fluctuated fell, everything was suddenly frozen in a dreamlike and hazy fairyland, but there was still something. The two embroidery needles hide in front of the eyes first.

There was only a popping sound, accompanied by Duguyan's low scream, the embroidery needle was blocked by internal force after entering the eye, and the rebound force shattered two extremely beautiful eyeballs.

Under the excruciating pain, his face was as pale as snow, and he swung his palm to shatter the ice wall, and said coldly, "broken."

Click, click...

For a while, only the sound of cracking ice could be heard clearly.Everything that was frozen, in the seemingly slow but rapid shattering, turned into countless ice slags with fear and resentment in their eyes.

The half of the monks who were not affected by the dense white mist and frozen, saw this tragic scene, their eyes were full of anger, and their expressions were sad.

"kill."

"kill"

"kill"

The shouts of killing were like thunder rolling from the sky, deafening and deafening, one or two could be heard even tens of miles away.

"Amitabha! Dugu benefactor, you have committed such a crime, the poor will never tolerate you." Although the blind monk was blind, his ears were very good, and his face showed anger for the first time.With a shake of the Zen stick, the golden dragon flicked its tail and rushed towards Duguyan roaring. Wherever it passed, the strong wind blew away, blowing away all the monks.

The bird mount hovering in the sky whimpered and fled to Yu Fei's side, curled up in the beast's body and trembling.

Duguyan, who was already unable to see things with his eyes, evaded to the side and slowed down. He was swept away by the long tail of the golden dragon composed of scriptures in the air, and immediately spurted blood like a fountain, but he also tightly protected his arms. The wind shattered the smoke, falling in the distance like a broken kite.

"You shameless old bald donkey, this old man must teach you a lesson." One after another, people had accidents under his nose, but Old Man Sun was so angry that he used all his housekeeping skills to fight this blind monk, even if he couldn't To beat him down, you have to entangle him until he has nowhere to start.

The half of the monks screamed and ran towards the place where Duguyan and the two fell, wanting to eradicate this ruthless demon girl while she was still seriously injured, and eliminate harm for all living beings in the world.

When he got close, he saw Duguyan leaning on a half-height stone covered in blood, his back was bleeding profusely, presumably it was when he hit the small raised stone on the ground that he was injured like this Injured and embarrassed.But Feng Suiyan in her arms did not suffer any harm and was well protected.

Half of the monks raised their palms to their chests and bowed their heads, their eyes showed compassion. This is to the dead fellow disciples, and also to the two who are about to die, "Amitabha."

After the pity was over, he looked up again, with a cold expression on his face, holding a crescent shovel and poking at the two people who had no power to fight back, passing through the snow curtain, and going straight to the chest.

Shhh, shhh... This is the sound of crossbow arrows.

From a low place in the distance, a light iron cavalry of the Mohe tribe appeared, shouting and galloping towards here.The horseshoes sounded, the dust was rolled up, and the horse shot while riding. It didn't take long to rush to the front, tighten the reins, and the horse raised its hooves and roared.

"You monks, you don't just stay in the temple to cultivate, but go outside to make trouble." The Mohe people believe in gods, and they naturally have a good impression of these monks, and they don't want to hurt their lives easily, even those crossbows just now .Arrow is also arrow offset. "Go and help the two honored guests, and take them away for healing."

"Stop." But how could the golden-cloaked monk let them take him away so easily, and the two sides were at war with each other for a while, and the flames of war were about to break out again. "All living beings are in danger, and we monks can't just stand by and watch." The rumors were true, Feng Suiyan and these savages worked hand in hand to slaughter all living beings.

"Hey! I have a bad temper." Looking at the righteous monks, the leading Mohe warrior patted his thigh with a bad tone. "If you don't know good from bad, don't blame us for bullying the weak."

"Amitabha, this demon has to be eradicated. I also ask all benefactors to put down their butcher knives, do less evil, and turn around."

"Stupid." The warriors of the Mohe clan shook their heads at these monks who had the world in their hearts and held crescent shovels, and kindly advised: "The world outside is not suitable for you, return quickly!"

"Since I have come, how can I return empty-handed? The benefactor does not need to be merciful, life and death have their own destiny."

The Mohe warriors were really amused by their serious appearance, "Since everyone knows that life and death are destined, why do you want to be covered in blood? Why don't you let all living beings fend for themselves?"

All the monks shook their heads: "What all living beings seek is vain, and the little monk (poor monk) comes here with the Buddha's light, and he will cross all living beings out of the sea of ​​suffering."

"In times of peace and prosperity, there are still 'the smell of wine and meat in Zhumen, and frozen bones on the road'. The Buddha watched all the struggles of the world, closed his eyes and said, 'fate is made by oneself'; in a century of chaos, there are countless wars, big and small, and there are more than tens of thousands of bones. Look; now that it is difficult for you to cross, who do you...do you want to cross?"

Hearing this sound, everyone's eyes were focused on Feng Suiyan, the dagger stuck in her heart was being played casually by her slender fingers at this moment, and the front of her chest was soaked in pitch black blood.

Duguyan, who had already sensed her awakening, moved her blood-colored lips, but finally made no sound, lowered her eyelids to cover her terrifying eyes, and smiled at her in the "darkness".

"Cross you." The blind monk stepped in the air, surrounded by the light of the Buddha. Seeing this, all the monks stood up and shoveled the crescent moon into the ground, clasped their hands together and lowered their heads, saying in unison: "Amitabha."

After Yan Xu sneered, she stretched out her hand and patted Dugu Yan's hand around her waist, motioning for him to let go. After standing up, she swept her wide sleeves lightly, removing all the dust from her body: "Three thousand worlds, who can survive me? Who dares to cross me? I have always been the only one crossing people." As he spoke, he stepped out step by step, and it turned out to be a step in the void, like climbing up steps.

The blind monk snorted coldly, "The benefactor of the wind secretly censored my disciple's cultivation base, and he is talking nonsense at this moment, it is really insane."

When the monks below heard this, they immediately checked themselves, and sure enough, all their cultivation was taken away. They were shocked and angry at once. Right now, they have all become useless monks.

"I'm ferrying you." Yan Xuhuan stood with her hands behind her back, like a waterfall of black hair dancing with the snow wind, "You should recite the scriptures to cultivate yourselves, and spread the goodwill of the world, instead of holding a crescent shovel full of fierce light , stirred into the bloody storm."

"Amitabha, the wind benefactor speaks so grandly about the robbery, do you feel ashamed? We, the people in the sect, have proved the Tao with our own body today, and we will definitely kill you here." Afterwards, the blind monk chanted An obscure scripture.

"Delusion." Yan Xuhuan shook his head at this.

The remaining half of the gold-robed monks below looked hesitant. After a few breaths, half of them crossed their legs and recited obscure scriptures together, while the other half stood still with their teeth shut.

The Sanskrit sound curled up, implying killing intent. As the gust of wind suddenly picked up, half of the cross-legged monks below floated up on the ground, and surrounded Feng Suiyan layer by layer.From the appearance, it looks like an exquisite pagoda, and there are faint sounds of crying ghosts, howling wolves, lightning and thunder inside.

Just when everyone thought that Feng Suiyan would die if she was locked in the Jinguang Human Tower, she heard her voice, "It's a pity." Opened the eyelids, there was a red light inside.

"Devil." The blind monk's body shook violently, his whole body trembled until his voice trembled.The human tower collapsed and disappeared with the wind.

"I will ferry you once."

After Yan Xuhuan finished speaking, the blind monk faintly noticed that his cultivation base had suddenly disappeared, and he became extremely old in an instant.

Then it was supported by an invisible force and landed firmly on the ground.The rest of the monks didn't understand, so they came forward to ask, the blind monk waved his hand weakly, and asked towards the empty space above, "Master Feng, why didn't you kill the poor monk?"