One of the three great monks' left shoulder was vaporized, and the other's right shoulder was vaporized. Their two heavy arms fell heavily to the ground. The monk in the middle was the worst, as a purple light flew past his waist and crotch, and half of it fell to the ground.

The buttocks and a small part of the internal organs turned into smoke and flew away.

Ordinary people would have been stubborn a long time ago. The three powerful monks of Tiejian Temple are worthy of being Buddhist masters who practice the Vajra Indestructible Demon-Conquering Technique. Their vitality like cockroaches just supports them and continues to run forward. There is something hidden in the purple light.

The extremely high temperature burned the blood near their wounds. Fortunately, they avoided the sequelae of massive bleeding and only then had the strength to continue running.

The little monk Fei Li turned around and saw three mutilated monks running after him with bared teeth, and the oil and sweat on their bald foreheads were frightened. He cried out: "Oh my ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty, God, you

Are you still alive? Quick, quick, quick... Where is the medical ship? Where is the medical ship? Help! These three guys look like they can still be saved, so hurry up and save them!"

While wailing hoarsely, the little monk with diarrhea took out a large amount of medicine and sprinkled it on the wounds of the three monks. With his left hand, he took out a life-saving medicine powder and sprinkled it on the three monks, and with his right hand, he took out a large amount of medicine.

The strange-colored medicinal powder of unknown purpose was thrown at Jingren who was chasing after him. While vigorously splashing the medicinal powder, the little monk Fei Liang scolded: "I will give you diarrhea, make you have blood in your stool, and give you rotten intestines."

, let your brains rot and your body covered with pus and blood!"

The Jing people didn't care at all about the large amount of powder mist spread by the little monk Fei Li. They chased directly into the tunnel, scaring the Dao League disciples to flee backwards.

The three eminent monks of Tieksuan Temple were so frightened that their faces were distorted. They were not killed by the high-energy beam of the purple crystal man. This was their luck. But who knows what the hell the little monk Fei Li was throwing out from his hands?
Chapter completed!