If Chen Fei's body was outside, he would probably be hit by the delicacy when he heard the faint sound, but at this time, he was outside, his shrinking clone, which was a golden body statue. The golden body statue belongs to an independent individual. Although he also has thinking, he does not have seven emotions and six desires. It can be said that this statue can be a man or a woman, so there is no desire at all.

Chen Fei also made his eyes turn bloody and gasp, while Zhou Xue continued to shake the bell on her wrist proudly.

Also, the little monk Wuchen seemed to be trapped in the desperation of desire. When Zhou Xue's mouth was raised, two ropes suddenly shot out from her sleeves.

"Swoosh~Swoosh~" Two ropes tied Chen Fei up directly, and when she raised her arms, Chen Fei rose into the air.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from Zhou Xue: "Amitabha, will Donor Zhou take it alone again?"

"Hu~" A holy and pure force, the extreme yang force penetrated into Zhou Xue's body. When Zhou Xue was stunned, the magic sound disappeared, Chen Fei in the void fell to the ground, and then Zhou Xue collapsed directly to the ground.

The world seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, and Chen Fei's eyes returned to clearness, but the rope was still wrapped around his body, as if he could not break free.

Zhou Xue collapsed at the feet of the little monk, and she was soft and had no strength, but she was laughing, smiling proudly and unrestrainedly.

This scene is very strange. Originally, the little monk and Zhou Xue joined forces, but at the last moment, they also attacked each other in order to compete for Chen Fei. The little monk broke Zhou Xue's magic sound, but Zhou Xue's rope was still wrapped around Chen Fei.

Only the little monk was still standing, as if he was not injured... But... Why did Zhou Xue smile proudly?

"Do you know how Luo Sheng died?" Zhou Xue giggled and said, "He just hit me, but you dared to pat my back just now?" Zhou Xue shook her head: "Look at your palm before talking."

Amitabha……

When the little monk spread his palms and looked at it, his palms turned black, just like charcoal.

His face changed drastically, and when his other hand suddenly waved, his entire arm was chopped down.

"It's useless. Do you know what kind of poison this is? Do you know why Luo Sheng died so happily? Because of this poison number, "Tian Chan."

"The poison of the Heavenly Toad?" The little monk's face instantly turned extremely blue. Among the many creators of the Heavenly Toad, there is a creator named Tian Chanzi. This person is poisonous and will turn into a plague if he sneezes, and he can poison him to death for one day even if he blows his breath!

So this Tianchanzi is the most vicious and terrifying, because he is poisoning all the time, and his whole body is full of poison.

"Hu~" The little monk immediately sat down to detoxify, and Zhou Xue's eyelids twitched slightly and she also breathed continuously. She was slapped by the little monk, so she was naturally not feeling well.

"Haha, this drama is so exciting." Chen Fei suddenly laughed at this time, and then his eyebrows flashed, his body appeared, and his clone immediately entered the Daotian.

The next second, Zhou Xue lost consciousness and contact with her sky-binding rope, while Chen Fei's eyebrows flashed again and his clone returned!

In the Daotian, other people's magic weapons are useless.

Chen Fei moved his hands and feet, and the nameless sword was presented in his hands. Zhou Xue's face looked extremely ugly, and the little monk also muttered something.

Originally, Chen Fei was bound to lose. After all, the two of them joined forces and Chen Fei could not win, but the blame was that the little monk was also greedy, and Zhou Xue was even more sinister. The cooperation between the two was only superficial, so at the critical moment, the two started fighting first.

Chen Fei watched a good show, but he also felt the favor of fate. To be honest, the other party joined forces and he was really no match!

He looked at Zhou Xue and Wuchen.

Zhou Xue smiled: "Waiter, you won again in this game, but you..."

"Swish~" Chen Fei didn't wait for her to finish speaking, suddenly the nameless sword was unsheathed. When the aurora flashed, Zhou Xue subconsciously closed her eyes. Then, she felt that her soul and body were separated and could not sense it!

"It's over, Sister Xueer, go all the way!" Chen Fei did not give her any chance, and even her right to speak was deprived. Zhou Xue, the fairy of Creation, the son of Creation, is killed!

"Amitabha..." Wu Chen chanted the Buddha's name at this time and slowly opened his eyes, but his eyes were calm and he even had a smile: "She thought that the poison of the heaven toad would poison me, and she also thought that I would be really hurt. Now it's finally healed. You have ended her karma and ended the grievance and wish in your heart. This is also a fight I gave to you by the monk..."

With a "swish~", Chen Fei didn't wait for Wu Chen to finish speaking, the nameless sword was unsheathed again. When the light flashed, a critical strike came from a "double" sound.

Chen Fei exclaimed lightly, the sword returned to the sheath, and there was an extra bowl in Wuchen's hand. The bowl shone golden light and a sword mark appeared, just a trace, and it was not broken.

Obviously, his bowl is also a supreme magic weapon, and the nameless sword cannot be broken!

"Amitabha..." Wu Chen smiled faintly and suddenly threw the bowl at Chen Fei. Then the bowl suddenly enlarged, and when the golden light shone, it suddenly covered Chen Fei!

Chen Fei wanted to move and hide, and even wanted to enter the cave, but under the golden light of the bowl, he couldn't move!

He was shocked, and at the same time he was also busy with the fact that this monk was a monster. His calculations were too deep, and he seemed to have calculated everything. Zhou Xue, Luo Sheng and him, he was giving him a spoonful of pork.

The little monk is definitely an old thief. Although he is small and delicate, he looks like a 16 or 17-year-old novice monk, but in fact he is an old monster, an old monster of countless epochs older than Chen Fei, so how could he fight with him?

Whether it is Zhou Xue or Luo Sheng, the sons of fortune combined cannot beat him, and this monk has become a spirit.

The little monk had already smiled victoriously at this time, and Chen Fei's forehead was covered with sweat. He felt that he was about to become a white snake and was about to be taken into the bowl by the bald donkey.

However, at this critical moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed in the southeast direction, and then the light hit the bowl!

"Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz ~" The bowl buzzed, shaking Chen Fei's ears hurt. At the same time, the bowl seemed to be moved by this ray of light, and instantly moved about ten meters away!

As soon as the bowl was shot away, Chen Fei felt his whole body relax and then jumped up in the air.

The little monk's movements were also very fast, and he jumped up in the air. With his fingers hooked, the golden bowl returned to his hand, and he frowned and looked to the southeast!

To the southeast, a black and white crane glided from the night sky. A girl stood on the crane, sixteen or seventeen years old, extremely beautiful, wearing a plain robe, looking like a fairy, especially her beautiful long hair is already up to her waist, and the picture is particularly beautiful when dancing with the wind!

Chen Fei confirmed that he didn't know this girl, but this girl gave him a sense of familiarity and intimacy!
Chapter completed!