Chapter 417 Amitabha

"Who! Come out!"

At the same time as the vine retracted, a thicker vine was cut off by the spikes on its own vine, and I saw the sound of chattering from the flames, burning the vine into bursts of green liquid, exuding a pungent nostril. smell.

The small cane that was originally whipping and torturing the monks in the temple also retracted at this moment, giving the monks in the temple some time to breathe, and where the cane was, a human face seemed to emerge, a pair of sinister The demon eyes turned and looked around.

"Amitabha."

A crisp Buddha's message came out at this moment, like a Buddha sound passed down from the sky, and like a dazzling Buddha light that instantly illuminated the boundless darkness, bringing a ray of vitality to the monks in the temple. Surprised them, they cried and laughed while crying: "The Buddha has manifested! The Buddha has manifested!"

In the darkening sky, Tangning was standing on a big tree about two or three meters away from the vines, with a bald head and green bamboo hanging diagonally around her waist. Elegant and free and easy sacred atmosphere.

The vine demon was really startled when he saw a young monk with delicate eyebrows who suddenly appeared there. The mountain road to the temple has long been overgrown with weeds half a person high, and no one will come to this place at all, and even those people have forgotten that there once was a temple here.

"Monk? Heh! It's been a long time since someone came to the door. Since they're here, let's stay!"

The vine monster snorted coldly, and as soon as the hoarse voice fell, the two vines attacked the little monk on the tree like two hands, with such great strength, they pierced through the air. Airflow sound.

Tangning had already tried the natural fire to burn it, so when she saw the cane attacking her, she was not in a hurry. She took off the green bamboo from her waist and jumped into the air, her spiritual power running in the palm of her hand and brushing over the green bamboo in her hand. In an instant, the round bamboo became a sword-like blade with a sharp air, and it slashed toward the green bamboo as she raised her hand. The rattan that came.

"call out!"

"Whoosh!"

The sharp sound of air swept across, and the moment the sound of slashing like a sharp sword sounded, the sturdy cane as thick as an arm was directly slashed and fell to the ground, and the cyan juice seeped from the incision and dripped down. The vine monster roared in pain, and several vines rushed out like sharp arrows, some directly attacked from the front, some were thrown down from above, and the spikes on the vines were like a hand falling down. The sharp knife inserted exudes a bloodthirsty light.

"Little monk! I'm going to kill you!"

The vines moved and danced toward Tangning. Even the vines that were originally entangled in the temple were pulled away at this moment, attacking the little monk like a dancing group of demons.

Perhaps it has been a long time since no human can hurt it. Now that the vines have been chopped down, it is as if their hands and feet have been cut off. The offended anger has inspired its killing intent. For a while, the demonic energy overflowed, covering the sky. It made the surrounding trees seem to be summoned by it, swinging frantically and making rustling sounds.

Tangning stepped on the rattan and landed on one of the large rattans. With a wave of the round bamboo in her hand, she cut off the remaining rattan that was still wrapped around the temple. The octopus with its claws cut off is generally twisting frantically.