After crossing the mountain peak and walking down the mountain for a short distance, the mountain peak blocked the not-so-hot sunlight. One person and one monkey had already arrived in the shadow of the mountain. The monkeys' cries in the distant woods became even more impatient.

"It looks like it's right in front!" Wu Sheng said secretly, already using his magic power secretly.

The red mist here is much thinner than that on the other side of the mountain, but it also affects the wild animals in the mountain, so the monkeys don't dare to go forward.

From a distance, Wu Sheng saw the monkeys chirping on the tree trunks. In the shadow under the tree stood a man, ten feet tall, wearing armor, ragged and rusty clothes, with a square face and a green face.

, long hair to shoulders.

For some reason, he stood there without moving forward, as if he had discovered Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng took a deep breath, stopped for a moment, glanced at the man, then walked up to the tree and saw the man nearby.

He is very tall, his face is blue and black, his eyes are also blue and black, and there is a cold aura coming from his body. It is different from the coldness of winter. This coldness makes people's hearts tremble, and this man who is ten feet tall stands here.

There was also a different kind of coercion, just like that day when I met the mountain beast in the Baizhangya cave.

"Amitabha, hello, donor." Wu Sheng saluted and said hello.

"Hello, little monk." The man smiled, showing two rows of white teeth.

After saying the two sentences, there was a moment of silence, both of them looking at each other.

"The other day, I heard from the Taoist priest at the Temple of Immortality that this weirdo's cultivation level has reached a towering level. He is considered a highly advanced person among the monks. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with him," said Wu Sheng.

He thought of that day on the mountain when he saw his elusive blue-black mist, which made people unable to detect him, so he secretly summoned his magic power, and the Buddha's light covered his body.

"Hey, the little monk actually knows the magical powers of Buddhism!?" the weirdo said in surprise.

"I understand a little bit," Wu Sheng said with a smile.

"What do you call the little monk?"

"Little monk Wusheng, may I ask what the donor's name is?"

"Shaoyang." The one-foot-tall man said.

"The Jinding Mountain behind the young monk is a bit strange. It's better for the donor to stop here." Wu Sheng said.

"This red mist that covers the mountains and plains is even spectacular, and it also smells of blood. It's the first time I've seen it in my life, so I came here specifically to have a look." Shao Yang said, looking at the red mist behind Wu Sheng.

"This red mist will make people lose their minds, so it's better not to look at it."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid." When Shao Yang said this, a blue-black mist rose up and enveloped his whole body.

This is because you don’t understand human language! There is no life-like mind.

"There is enough chaos in the mountains, donors should not join in the fun!" Wu Sheng said.

"Does this mountain belong to the little monk?" Shao Yang said with a smile.

"A mountain is a mountain, not someone's mountain. It has its own spirit. There is a temple on the mountain, but it is where the monk lives and practices. It is being invaded by the red mist. The wild beasts all over the mountain seem to have gone crazy. They are already tired of dealing with it.

I don't want to have another monk like the donor among them, that will only make it more troublesome," Wu Sheng said.

"I just said, I'm not afraid of this red mist." Shao Yang said.

"As I said just now, the donor stopped here." Wu Sheng stared at the other party and said.

It's loud and clear,

"Haha, little monk, you are not old, and your tone is quite good. I just don't know how well you can practice this Buddhist magical power?"

As he spoke, two black lines shot out from Shaoyang's body without any warning, like flying cicadas coming straight towards Wusheng, hitting him, and immediately dissipated when they encountered the Buddha's light, like flying snow meeting fierce flames.

"It's interesting." Shao Yang said seriously when he saw this.

Then green and black energy flew from his body one after another, like soaring snakes, heading straight towards Wusheng at extremely fast speeds.

The Wusheng Eyes flashed and moved a foot sideways, but the green and black energy turned around in mid-air as if it had eyes, and was still heading straight towards him.

"Can't escape?"

Wu Sheng moved several times in succession, and the green and black energy followed him, as if he had eyes.

He was still moving and kept trying. The distance from Shaoyang was getting farther and farther. At the farthest point, he was already thirty steps away. Then he quickly closed the distance and kept trying while dodging.

Move laterally, move vertically, and move diagonally.

Front and back, left and right, one, two, three, four, four, three, two, one.

"The further the distance, the slower the green and black energy becomes. The same is true if there are rocks or trees blocking it."

Wu Sheng was testing some of the rules and characteristics of Shaoyang's magic through a short fight, and at the same time, he was training himself through actual combat.

"The little monk is a bit interesting." Shaoyang smiled upon seeing this.

There were more than a dozen streaks of blue-black mist flying out from his body, like smoke and mist.

In the process of dodging, Wu Sheng split the air with a palm, and the King Kong defeated the demon.

When the Buddha's palm met the green and black energy, the green and black energy immediately dissipated and disappeared.

"The magic power cultivated through the Great Sun Tathagata Sutra can perfectly restrain his magic. However, Shaoyang is already in the towering realm. He is only under the human immortal. He is considered a great practitioner. The magic power in his body must be huge and majestic, far from his own.

It can be compared with him. It is extremely difficult to defeat him. If you catch him unawares, your troops will be in danger."

After passing a big tree, Wu Sheng suddenly accelerated and headed straight for Shaoyang.

In an instant, Shaoyang's body was filled with green and black energy, covering his whole body in a dense mist. A black energy suddenly rushed out from under Wu Sheng's feet. He seemed to have sensed it and moved half a step sideways, barely avoiding it.

twenty steps,

ten steps,

Closer, closer.

Om,

Wu Sheng roared loudly, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

One word of mantra contains magical power and surges out.

The red mist in front of him was instantly swept away, and the green and black energy chasing him scattered on the ground. Shaoyang was stunned for an instant, and the green and black mist on his body was suddenly washed away.

But in the blink of an eye, Wu Sheng appeared behind him. The index finger of his right hand pointed at the back of his head. The Buddha's light shone on his fingertip, which was the Buddha's finger.

When he was about to get close to Shaoyang's pillow, Wu Sheng suddenly stopped and floated back for more than ten steps before stopping. He looked at Shaoyang who turned around slowly with a serious expression.

"The Buddhist lion roars, the young monk is good at cultivation!" Shao Yang praised.

Just now, that roar was as thunderous as a slap in the face to him, causing him to lose consciousness instantly. When he came back to his senses, there was no trace of the little monk in front of him, and at the same time, there was a great sense of crisis behind him.

, as if a sharp sword has been pressed against the back of his head, ready to pierce him at any time.

"Why didn't the little monk do anything just now?" Shao Yang asked with a smile.

"My Buddha is merciful, but the donor is in danger." Wu Sheng thought for a while and said.

He was telling the truth, he had compassion in his heart, and killing people is not killing chickens, so there was not much psychological burden. The most important thing is that just now, just when his Buddha finger was about to click, his heart suddenly beat violently

, very uneasy, as if with this finger, wild beasts, demons and monsters will be released, so he stopped his hand in time, then backed away, keeping a certain distance from Shaoyang, watching his changes before making any plans. Now look, in front of you

This donor Shao is still normal.

"Haha, the little monk is interesting, interesting!" Shao Yang laughed suddenly.
Chapter completed!