But Ji Ran is not a pity at all.

The fundamental reason for magic tools is to use it to protect or defeat enemies.

Otherwise, what is the difference between it and ordinary rosary?

A sword failed, and the black-haired man had another sword.

He cut his sword at a very fast speed and almost no need for retraction adjustment.

Every sword cut off, a Buddhist bead was destroyed.

Ji Ran's brows became tighter and tighter.

The black-haired man seemed to be telling him with his actions that no one could stop him if he wanted to kill someone.

In the blink of an eye, the black-haired man had cut more than ten swords, and only the light of the Buddhist beads remained.

But everyone knows that this can't last long.

"Bang!"

Wan Faxing directly shattered the head of a bear demon with one palm. He turned around and swelled the Taoist robe, flipped his left hand from the sleeve robe, and a token appeared in the palm of his palm.

He shouted loudly: "The essence of Yangming is hidden in the power of the spirit. He collects the yin and charm, hides the human form, and has a spiritual talisman, and has no trace of the house. If you dare to disobey, the heavenly soldiers will move forward."

The spell comes out, and the token brings power!

The palm-sized jade token swirled over Chen Yang.

At the same time, he took out a talisman, held the hand and asked the God General to recite the mantra with his mouth: "Heaven and earth are united with me, I am united with heaven and earth, gods go to me, I go to gods..."

"... The envoy of Gongcao handed over to the sage. After hearing this, I will go to me quickly!"

The black-haired man couldn't help but look at him.

The moment the magic mantra was revealed, all the magic power of Zhou Shen expanded.

A momentum is automatically without wind, and it is not close to three meters around it.

The nearest monster was like a wall, shocked and retreated, shattered internal organs and bleeding from seven orifices.

He was like a god descending to the earth, his hair was floating, his eyes were like lightning, and he stepped into the air in one step, raised his hand and pointed to the token, shouting: "The Big Dipper in the left hand, the seven stars in the right hand, the twenty-eight constellations in the sky are my leader, wearing thirty-six auras and stomping on the seventy-two evil spirits. I am the son of the real person in the upper realm, and I am the person who is the one who is helping to resolve the evil in the lower realm. Now I will kill you here and eliminate evil on the spot!"

After saying that, Wan Faxing grabbed the token, and struck the black-haired man like lightning.

At this moment, all demons felt this irreversible pressure, and raised their heads one after another, their eyes showing horror.

There is also a rare peace in this world.

Lingjiu and others looked at him in surprise.

"This is... please God General!"

"Only this magical power, Zhenren Wan deserves to be called the Great Zhenren!"

"Louguantai is well-known."

Chengshan and others were amazed.

Those disciples, as if they saw a god, were filled with awe and worship.

Wu Mafeng was slightly breathless: "Is this the magical power of the Daoist Dashi?"

Ji Ran took off the Buddhist beads on his neck and said, "The Taoist Dharma of Wan Zhenren is revealed, and I will not hide my own secrets."

His palms shook violently, and the beads made of one hundred and eight Buddhist beads suddenly collapsed and surrounded his body, constantly rotating.

"Bo Ruo Buddhas, and I quickly understand all dharmas, and I wish to save all the people..."

He made a seal with one hand, and the Buddhist chant of the Sanskrit Buddha came out of his mouth. At first, he was kind-hearted and kind-hearted, and his tone was compassionate.

But the more he recited, the faster he heard, and his voice was like the thunder sound passed down from the sky.

"If I go to hell, hell will be eliminated. If I go to hungry ghosts, hungry ghosts will be full. Now all the Buddhas will be able to kill all evil and save the world's emptiness!"

The word "一" sounded like Wu Mafeng and others, which made them excited.

But when it fell into the ears of the demons, their bodies trembled more and more, and they had a strong urge to accept it.

"Bang!"

Jiran's upper body's monk's robes suddenly burst open, revealing his strong body.

Ji Ran, who is old, actually has a body of muscle that is not inferior to young people at all.

He had a dragon-shaped tattoo on his back. After his clothes burst, the dragon patterns shone golden light, as if he had come alive.

His eyes flashed with lightning, and he looked directly at the black-haired man, his voice as if he was Buddha's voice: "That evil cultivator, I'm saving you!"

The black-haired man sneered: "Save me? Say yourself, monk."

"No form seal, break all dharmas!"

Ji Ran made a seal with one hand and suddenly pushed it out.

In an instant, a Buddha statue appeared in the dark night sky.

After Ji Ran took a photo, the Buddha statue also made the same movement as him.

The air is filled with majesty.

The Dharma is solemn, like an angry Buddha, making the demons tremble.

Facing this palm, the black-haired man changed from holding a sword with one hand to holding a sword with both hands.

The sword energy was raised high above the top, and the momentum was rising step by step, but it was not weaker than the Buddha's aura in Jiran.

"Swish!"

Holding the sword in both hands, he suddenly slashed.

The sword energy turns into a dragon, the dragon's mouth opens angrily, and is struck by the Buddha's palm.

But it melted instantly, like a huge rock plunging into the lake, spreading out in circles.

The black-haired man slashed out with one sword and kept slashing at the Xing of the Wanfa in half a turn.

"break!"

He shouted loudly, and the sword energy instantly penetrated Wanfaxing's attack.

Wan Faxing took a few steps back, and the black-haired man's figure was slightly shocked.

Wanfaxing looked solemn, but his heart was shocked.

He asked the gods of heaven to induce divine power on himself, and joined forces with Ji Ran, but he still failed to gain the upper hand.

He felt incredible.

Who is this black-haired man?

He is probably in his practice, and he has already formed a pill!

"The person from your Taoist ancestral temple may make me afraid. With your mere foundation building realm, I am here and let you use the magical channel method, what can you do to me?"

The tone of the black-haired man was extremely calm, as if he was just saying something trivial.

"Monkey Jiran, you are old after all and are useless. Although Buddhism is profound, how much have you understood it?"

"How can you only exert these powers in your hands?"

"If the demon-subduing pestle is in your hand, you may be able to fight with me for several rounds. If the magic weapon is not in your body, I will send you to pass away today."

After the black-haired man finished speaking, he suddenly dissipated his sword energy.

I saw him forming a seal with his left hand and drawing a talisman with his right hand.

The silence and the rise of all things are all shocked.

"The Great Seal!"

"Yang Lei Magical Art!"

The two couldn't help but lose their voices.

The black-haired man smiled faintly, and the left handprint condensed and suddenly pushed out.

A Buddha statue emerged behind him, and the Great Unformed Seal swept across everything and suppressed the silence.

The right hand draws the thunder talisman, and the fingertips fall, and the night sky suddenly roars.

He raised his hand and pointed at Wanfaxing, and a ray of thunder struck straight down.

Everyone was shocked to see it.

Chen Yang stared at Lingqi with his eyes.

But he is always paying attention to changes in the battle situation.

When he saw Ji Ran performing Buddhist supernatural powers, even he was shocked.

He thought that even if the black-haired man could not be killed with Wanfaxing and Jiran, he could at least seriously injured him.

Who would have thought he was so strong?
To be continued...