The five peaks moved horizontally and were lifted into the air by Fa Hai using the technique of moving mountains. The fire dragon came holding the golden cloud and wandered around the peaks, illuminating the mountains in an instant.

The air suddenly sank, the golden light turned into flames, divine light overflowed, and the heaven and earth were filled with golden light.

The five peaks ignited golden flames of Buddha's light, surging heat waves spread across the sky, and the divine light floated in the air like a tide. Under the power of heaven and earth, people were like ants, so insignificant that they were not worth mentioning.

"Ascend!"

With Fa Hai's low shout, the fire dragon entrenched itself among the five golden flame peaks, its aura pulling it into one body, and the trend was unstoppable.

The terrifying pressure devastates, and the souls of those who watch are frightened. Amidst the deafening roar, the fire dragon rides on the five peaks, falls at an astonishing speed, and bombards towards the mountains and rivers.

"Well come."

Liao Wenjie's eyes narrowed slightly, with red light flashing in his eyes. The Victory Evil Sword beside him vibrated softly, and the broken blade roared into the sky, facing the wind and reaching the pillar of the sky.

The blood is confused and the golden light is stained.

Like a breathing rhythm, the thin blood mist rolled violently, raising waves of scarlet blood above the mountains and rivers.

A huge whirlpool formed, the clouds in the distance danced with the cyclone, and the rushing river flowed backwards. In an instant, dozens of waterspouts formed, and the dragons circled and rushed straight into the center of the bloody whirlpool.

The blood sword stood in mid-air, and the condensed sword energy suddenly burst out, and streaks of blood burst out from the whirlpool.

The air currents flowed through, and the fierce wind cut through the mountain peaks and crushed the fire dragon.

Hundreds of feet of red light danced continuously, the fire dragon howled and broke, the mountain peaks cracked inch by inch, and thousands of them disintegrated in the air, swaying the tail of golden fire, and fell to the mountains and rivers like meteors.

Boom!!

The golden light and black shadow fell into the mountains and swamps, exploding with continuous loud noises, gravels bursting out, water splashes rising, gray soil flowers exploded, and dust spread across the ground in all directions.

As the mountains and rivers shook continuously, waves of red-hot fire spread with lightning speed, sending dust and black smoke rising into the sky.

∑(?_?;)д??)

Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing Wangzhi were stunned. Although they knew from the beginning that the person next to their pillow was an extraordinary person and had the power to move mountains and reclaim seas, after witnessing this battle with their own eyes, they still couldn't help but wonder if they were in a dream.

It’s so unreal!

Bai Suzhen: Is it good luck that you didn't get beaten to death for seducing him?

Xiaoqing: As expected of me, such a powerful man was subdued by me.

Also, Liao Wenjie and Fahai have completely different styles of painting. One is a Buddhist monk and the other is a devil. How did these two people become brothers?

With Fa Hai's violent temper, who would always shout and kill, and not even a grain of sand in his eyes, why did he respect Liao Wenjie so much?

Could it be that...you are really addicted to beauty?

"Sister, it's on fire."

Seeing that Bai Suzhen had a dark face and said nothing, Xiaoqing poked her waist and asked with her eyes whether she should use her magical power to control water to put out the fire.

Bai Suzhen shook her head and sighed, there are two great supernatural beings here, so don't show off their trivial tricks.

Sure enough, as Liao Wenjie waved his hand to the sky, the dark clouds dispersed by the Buddha's light reunited, and the drizzle turned to showers, and it rained down like a curtain.

Perhaps because he felt that the rain was not strong enough, he opened his mouth and used his magical power of "drinking water" to draw water from the river to spread clouds and rain, extinguishing the fire as quickly as possible.

The ground was scorched black, with a few curls of green smoke, the green mountains and green waters were no longer there, raindrops fell to the ground, and the smoke was spattered.

"Senior brother has great supernatural powers, which a poor monk cannot match."

Fa Hai had a golden bowl on his head and a half-bald whisk in his hand. He said "You are so strong", but his face looked like he was ready to fight for another 300 rounds.

"If you don't succeed, stop now. Today you are destined to be unable to subjugate the demon, and you will not be able to survive the catastrophe of poverty."

Liao Wenjie leaned on his back with a big blood-red sword. The human sword merged into one, and the rain did not touch his body. His eyes were full of red light: "Before you save others, you must save yourself first. You can't even save yourself, how can you be qualified to save me?"

"Amitabha, if I don't go to hell, who will?"

Fa Hai shouted the Buddha's name, closed his eyes and said, "The poor monk once said that even if I go up to the mountain of swords and go to the sea of ​​fire, I will help my senior brother get rid of the calamity of lust. Even if I am defeated today, I just want to leave a warning in my senior brother's heart."

"Okay, since you insist on having your own way, then I will help you!"

Liao Wenjie put away the red light in his eyes: "Fa Hai, you have been sitting in front of the Buddha for a year, and your body is still and your mind is restless. Today, I will help you and let your mind cool down."

"Please give me some advice, senior brother."

Fa Hai frowned and still didn't dare to open his eyes, knowing in his heart that after saying these words, Liao Wenjie would have to make a big move.

"You are good at moving mountains with your hands, but mountains in the world are both tangible and unintentional. I also have the ability to move mountains and fill the sea with my hands. Please savor it carefully."

Liao Wenjie's mouth curled up slightly, his body disappeared on the spot, he stepped out high in the sky, and slapped Fa Hai down with his palm.

The mountain is a mountain of money; the meaning is to drive away ghosts and channel spirits.

Innate copper coins have their own artistic conception and great potential, just like the sword intention in Yan Chixia's mouth. Once it gains power, it is invincible. Liao Wenjie didn't understand it before, but after becoming a land god, he found the power in the cornucopia.

Three or five coins are undesirable, but billions and trillions can overwhelm God.

The premise is that the quantity is large enough, so much that even gods can’t refuse it!

As the palm fell, the golden torrent crashed down, like nine waters from the nine heavens hanging upside down. The dazzling golden light shone for hundreds of miles, and it was so bright that people could not open their eyes.

Bai Suzhen, who was watching the battle from a distance, squinted her eyes. At first, she didn't understand what the golden river was, but she just felt it was dazzling.

After seeing it clearly, everyone, including Xiao Qing beside him, was stunned. The face that used to be so charming now had its red lips slightly open, looking a little more cute.

The two women looked at each other in astonishment, and Fahai was no exception. He looked at the countless copper plates coming towards him and was stunned for three seconds before he could react.

A lot of money!

Could it be that senior brother is the reincarnation of the God of Wealth?

As soon as the thoughts in his mind passed, Fahai snorted coldly and raised the golden bowl above his head to collect the money.

Listening to Liao Wenjie's tone, he thought it was some kind of powerful supernatural power, but it turned out to be just a golden mountain...

Who are you looking down on?

Fahai held his breath in his heart, secretly thinking that even a small copper coin dared to claim to be able to move mountains. He wanted to see whether Liao Wenjie had more money or whether his golden bowl could contain mountains and seas!

Crash---

The bright golden light continues, falling from the sky in a vast array, growing from the waterfall to the river, and then increasing in the face of the storm, manifesting a sea of ​​golden light.

Covering the sky and the sun, it is magnificent.

Gradually, Fahai's smile gradually hardened, and his senior brother's money seemed to be slightly more than he imagined.

After a few breaths, the habit of drinking heavily with the golden bowl on his head and spitting out copper coins came to an abrupt end. The next second, Fa Hai's expression suddenly changed, and he used his magical power to escape from the place.

late.

A gap opened on the surface of the golden bowl. After a buzzing and trembling sound, golden light exploded between the mountains and rivers, thunder exploded, and a golden torrent buried the mountains and rolled down to block the river.

When the general situation came, Fa Hai raised his fist to the sky, and with a loud sound, he was drowned by the copper coins, without even a chance to hit him.

"After all, the poor guy is better than the skilled guy..."

As he spoke, Liao Wenjie frowned. The half-step golden body was really extraordinary. Fahai actually still had the strength to struggle under this overwhelming trend.

"This is not possible. If the body is not calm, how can the mind be calm?"

Liao Wenjie took out the pamphlet of "The Divine Curse of Purifying Heaven and Earth" from his arms, slid his fingers across the pages, and pulled out a chain as white as clouds.

The heaven and earth are natural, the odor is dispersed, the cave is mysterious, and Taiyuan shines brightly.

The power from all directions makes me natural...

…

The evil and filth dissipate, the energy of the Tao always remains, and the urgency is like the law and order.

The curse culture talisman uses words as locks and Qi as chains. The Jinwen forbidden curse is condensed. Under the circling seal, the golden mountain slowly takes shape, and it is a unified body, without leaking a single inch.

Looking from afar, Jinshan Mountain is majestic. Across the water, you can see all the smaller mountains.

After finishing all this, Liao Wenjie landed on the top of Jinshan Mountain, raised his hand and buttoned the button: "Fa Hai, I have told you too many great principles, so I won't talk about them this time, but let me tell you something easy to understand."

"Brother, if you are talking about the catastrophe of the inner demon of the poor monk, there is no need to say more. The poor monk has already understood that my inner demon is you." Fahai's voice came from the golden mountain.

When he woke up, he roughly understood something.

After twenty years of practice, he had unparalleled magical powers. People praised him all day long for the reincarnation of the Buddha. As he listened, Fahai himself believed it.

After meeting Liao Wenjie, I saw that he had become an immortal golden body after practicing for only one year. He praised his senior brother for his celestial appearance. While admiring him, he inevitably felt a little jealous in his heart.

After receiving the guidance of Liao Wenjie again, he clearly understood his own inner demons. As the gap widened, his jealousy became even worse.

Suddenly, when he saw Liao Wenjie being seduced by the beauty of the two witches, he was both happy and angry. He was happy that the senior brother was not perfect, and he was not as good as him in some places. He was angry because he was such a person. Even if the two witches were very beautiful, they should not let him.

Very favored.

They don't deserve it!

"No, that's not what I'm talking about. I'm not being reasonable today."

Liao Wenjie shrugged and said bluntly: "If you are stubborn and accept death, I won't talk nonsense. I will suppress you with virtue today. Let's talk about inner demons again in five hundred years."

"..."

"Practice hard, I don't want to see only a few relics in five hundred years."
To be continued...