When a sick and weak girl masters the clone of a strange beast

Chapter 369 Dou Shengzi’s Clone Night

The fanged tiger and the killing lion are restrained by the six-winged golden cicada and the Sakyamuni golden lion, then...

The little monk turned his eyes to the old man, with an innocent smile on his face.

The old man looked ugly and said to the young monk with a stern look: "Come on, do you think I am afraid of you?"

The old man is good at using exotic beasts, so all his combat power is on the alien beasts. Although his realm is high, his strength and combat power are very low.

So facing the young monk at this moment, he was very lacking in confidence.

The little monk waved his hand, and the magic pestle appeared in his hand.

"Old man, watch your move!"

The little monk raised the magic pestle, and in the blink of an eye it came to the old man's head and hit him hard on the head.

"Boy, don't be so arrogant!"

The old monk didn't know when he had a black shield in his hand. The shield seemed to be forged from the carapace of some kind of insect.

Click~~
The young monk punched it down, and cracks appeared on the shield. At the same time, the old man was also whipped and hit the ground.

Boom~
As a loud noise came, a deep pit was made in the ground by the old man.

The young monk flew down, intending to pursue the victory, but at this moment, pitch-black chains flew out of the pit and wrapped around the young monk's neck.

The little monk was startled and quickly flew back. At the same time, a golden shield appeared in his hand. This shield was formed with the help of the golden bowl of Ten Thousand Buddhas, an exotic treasure.

As the young monk's cultivation increased, his control over the Golden Bowl of Ten Thousand Buddhas also increased.

Dangdangdang~~~
There was a crisp sound of impact, and the chains were immediately bounced back by the golden shield.

But taking advantage of this opportunity, the old man quickly flew out of the pit and attacked the young monk with chains waving.

Ding Ding Dang Dang~~~
The magic pestle in the little monk's hand kept colliding with the chain, splashing sparks and lighting up the dark sky.

Suddenly, the old man felt cold all over and subconsciously hid to the side. Only then did he clearly see that there was someone behind him.

The man's punch just now almost penetrated his chest.

Seeing the extra person in the sky, Chang Yue was also surprised.

The man was more than eight feet tall, wearing a black brocade robe, with a full head of black hair blowing wildly in the wind, and a rebellious look on his face.

Looking at the man's face, it was clearly an enlarged version of the little monk, but more mature, just like the little monk had grown up.

As an incarnation!

Changyue recognized the young man's identity instantly.

That's right, Chang Yue's own secret method of external incarnation was obtained from the young monk. Since she has practiced it, it makes no sense that the young monk himself has not practiced it.

But Chang Yue never thought that the little monk was so innocent and cute, how could he look like that in his external incarnation? Even the evil body shouldn’t be like this!

"Old thief, look at the arrow!"

I saw that the external avatar had a giant bow in his hand at some point, and a black arrow formed on the bow. He was using Tianxin Archery.

At the moment when he was targeted by the arrow, the old man felt that his whole body was covered with chills and his soul was rising, so he couldn't help shouting loudly in the distance: "Master nephew, save me!"

"go with!"

The young man loosened the bow string in his hand, and the black arrow suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot towards the old man. However, the old man was restrained by the young monk and could not avoid it.

However, just when the arrow was about to hit the old man, a red tassel gun appeared out of thin air and knocked the arrow away.

boom! ! !
A ball of crimson flames appeared in the sky, distorted for a while and then turned into a human form.

Chang Yue was surprised: Yan Rui!
I saw Yan Rui holding a red tassel spear, surrounded by fire, looking like a heroic figure. His eyes swept over the little monk, the little monk's incarnation, and Chang Yue one by one, "Who are you? Why did you hurt my Flame Holy Land? Beast Saint!"

It turned out that the old man was actually the saint of the Holy Land of Flame, with the title of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Yan Rui was originally poisoned by Granny Peach Blossom's response poison, so he left Huangsha Town to find a way to relieve the poison.

But there are not many people in the world who understand the poisonous insects. Yan Rui tried his best to remove the poisonous insects from his body, so he had no choice but to return to the Holy Land to seek help.

There is a strange person among the saints of the Flame Holy Land. He did not practice the secret art of Lihuo inherited by the Flame Holy Land. Instead, he had another chance to practice the method of controlling beasts outside.

He is the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts before Changyue and the others.

The Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts naturally doesn't know how to decipher voodoos, but he happened to get a rare voodoo-eating snake at that time, and the voodoo-eating snake is the nemesis of many voodoo insects in the world.

It's just that the poison-eating snake in the hands of the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts is still too young and cannot immediately remove the poisonous insects in Yan Rui's body, so it needs to be raised again.

In order to make the poison-eating snake grow up as quickly as possible, the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts brought it here. There are a large number of insects and ants living underground in this bamboo forest, which is a good place to accelerate the growth of the poison-eating snake.

Who would have thought that Chang Yue's fragrant grilled bamboo rats would attract the poisonous snakes that came out to look for food at night.

The poison-eating snake died as a result.

"Where did your grandson come from, and you are making such a fuss here?" The little monk's incarnation pulled the giant bow behind him and looked at Yan Rui with disdain and said.

If Yan Rui wasn't originally angry with the young man, he wouldn't be easily provoked to anger. However, when he noticed the pieces of poison-eating snake corpses on the ground, his anger was instantly ignited.

That was his hope of getting rid of the poison! He originally planned to massacre Huangsha Town after the poisonous insects were eliminated.

"You... all deserve to die!" Yan Rui said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, yes, yes, nephew, they don't know how high the sky is. Kill them all, kill them all!" The Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts was delighted. As long as his nephew helps him kill these people, the six-winged golden cicada will be his.

Yan Rui shook the red tassel gun in his hand and immediately attacked the little monk's incarnation.

Yan Rui is not easy to deal with. Chang Yue was about to step forward to help, but she saw the young man winking at her playfully, "Sister, there is no need to take action, let me meet him alone."

As he spoke, a pair of pitch-black gloves appeared on his hands. It was unknown what kind of material they were made of, and they could reflect a strange light even in the dark night.

The young man easily grabbed the tip of Yan Rui's Hongying spear with one hand. Because of the glove, the Hongying spear couldn't hurt him at all.

Yan Rui's eyes narrowed, and rolling fire poured out from the tip of the spear, trying to burn the young man to ashes.

The young man smiled slightly, and wisps of black power emerged from his arms, suppressing Yan Rui's Li Huo and pushing him back.

What is that power? Not only Yan Rui was surprised, but Chang Yue was also surprised! This power is neither true energy nor demonic energy. Is it the same as the vitality cultivated by the barbarians, but also a variant of true energy?
The incarnation of the little monk is not simple!

As time passed, Yan Rui's Li Huo was completely suppressed by the youth's power. Seeing that the power was about to invade him, he quickly withdrew the red tassel gun and quickly flew back.

"Hey~ don't leave."

The young man stepped forward.

While the young man was entangled with Yan Rui, the young monk had once again fought with the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts. The six-winged golden cicada and the Sakyamuni golden lion were still fighting fiercely with the fanged tiger and the killing lion.

"Ho~~~"

Suddenly a shrill roar came, and the six-winged golden cicada lay on the back of the killing lion at some point, and inserted its sharp mouthparts into the back of the killing lion's head.

The killing lion kept rolling in the air in pain, but it could not get rid of the six-winged golden cicada no matter what. The ferocity of the vicious insect was clearly revealed at this moment. Gradually, the killing lion died and was torn in half by the six-winged golden cicada.

Click~~
The sound of chewing came, and the corpse of the killing lion was swallowed by the six-winged golden cicada.

The Killing Lion had been the companion of the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts for hundreds of years. Its death caused the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts to lose his mind and was struck in the abdomen by the little monk with a magic pestle.

The Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts felt that all his internal organs had been shattered, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out and flew out quickly.

However, at this time, the young monk grabbed the black chain flying in the air, and with a strong force, he actually pulled the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts back.

"Eat the little monk's bowl!"

Because the beating was too selfless, the young monk directly used his iconic golden bowl of Ten Thousand Buddhas and hit the head of the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts fiercely.

Bang~~
There was only a crisp sound, and the head of the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts exploded like a watermelon, with red and white mixed together and splashing in all directions.

A rare treasure!

Yan Rui, who was being pestered by the young man, immediately changed his expression after feeling the aura of the Golden Bowl of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

He tried his best but failed to get the approval of the Flame Holy Land to inherit the rare treasure, but he didn't want to meet a random child on the roadside holding the rare treasure.

This made Yan Rui extremely jealous.

Because of the death of the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts, another of his slave beasts suffered backlash, and its throat was bitten off by the Sakyamuni Golden Lion.

The six-winged golden cicada did not hesitate and immediately snatched the body of the fanged tiger from the Sakyamuni Golden Lion and ate it. The Sakyamuni Golden Lion was not angry, but just shook his head slightly.

As soon as the Saint of Ten Thousand Beasts died, Yan Rui was immediately left alone. The young monk surrounded him with the six-winged golden cicada and the Sakyamuni golden lion.

The young man said: "Don't help, just surround him and don't let him escape. Today I will kill him with my own hands."

When the young monk heard this, he immediately stopped coming forward, and Chang Yue flew into the air after hearing the words and joined the ranks surrounding Yan Rui.

Only then did Yan Rui realize that the inconspicuous girl below was actually in the Lingtai realm.

He finally realized that he had hit a brick wall today.

"Do you want to be an enemy of my Flame Holy Land?" Yan Rui said angrily.

"What a bullshit Flame Holy Land. As long as grandpa kills you, no one will know it was grandpa who did it." The young man said angrily.

At this moment, Chang Yue finally understood from whom the young monk learned the phrase "grandpa".

Changyue couldn't help but glance at the little monk who was watching the battle intently: "Little monk, why is your evil body so weird?"

Zhao Zhaodian, Chang Yue is an ordinary cultivator, and there are indeed many dark sides of human nature in his heart. But the young monk is a Buddhist cultivator, pure and simple, and full of childlike innocence. No matter how you look at his evil body, he is not much more normal than Zhao Zhao!

The little monk seemed to notice Chang Yue's gaze and turned to face Chang Yue with a sweet smile.

Look, look, how innocent and lovely it is!

shhhhh~~~
The young man raised his giant bow and shot three black arrows one after another.

Yan Rui held the red tassel gun and successfully knocked away the first arrow with the first strike. The second strike was repelled by the second arrow. When the third arrow struck, it actually knocked the red tassel gun away from his hand.

The little monk jumped up, took the thrown red tassel gun into his hand, and played with it curiously.

The crisis of death was imminent, and Yan Rui finally began to panic.

"Are you sure you want to go against the Holy Land of Flame? I am the Holy Son of Holy Land of Flame. If I die, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, Holy Land of Flame will not spare you!"

The young man raised his eyebrows, his face full of excitement, "Are you scared? You are scared, right?"

Yan Rui refused to admit it, but his red face said it all.

"Hahaha~~~" The young man looked up to the sky and smiled, "What bullshit is the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Flame, nothing more than this, nothing more than this, hahaha~~~"

The young man shot another pitch-black arrow. Yan Rui lost his weapon and quickly activated his Qi defense. The barrier formed by Qi blocked the arrow in time.

However, only a few seconds later, cracks appeared in the barrier Yan Rui held up.

wow~~
There was a sound like glass breaking, Yan Rui's barrier shattered, his shoulder was shot, a trace of blood bloomed in the air, and he himself fell straight to the ground, making a pit in the ground.

After falling into the pit, Yan Rui's eyes wandered away, and he turned around and wanted to run away.

At this time, Chang Yue waved his hand, and countless veils appeared out of thin air, covering the sky. Yan Rui turned around and then returned to its original position.

Chang Yue's voice came from all directions, "Give up, you can't escape."

At this time, Yan Rui once again felt that he was locked by the young man's arrow. When the arrow fell, he would definitely have to finish his game.

"Okay! Okay!" Yan Rui was furious, "Since I must die today. Then all of you should accompany me!" His face became extremely crazy.

"No, he's going to blow himself up!" Chang Yue said with a change of expression.

At this time, the little monk patted his chest and said confidently: "Sister, don't worry! As long as I'm here, nothing will happen!"

Just when Yan Rui was about to self-destruct, the young monk threw the golden bowl forward. The golden bowl continued to grow in size, and finally became like a hill, covering Yan Rui underneath.

With a muffled sound, Yan Rui's self-destruction ended.

Only then did Chang Yue remember that the little monk's golden bowl was unparalleled in the world in terms of defense.

As soon as the little monk stretched out his hand, he saw that the Golden Bowl of Ten Thousand Buddhas had shrunk back into his hand, and a bottomless pit had appeared where the Golden Bowl of Ten Thousand Buddhas had just been covered. Yan Rui's corpse had long been blown up by himself. Nothing left.

As soon as Yan Rui died, Chang Yue and the others fell from the sky one after another.

Chang Yue looked at the young man curiously, "Xiao Xuan, is this your incarnation?"

The little monk nodded happily and replied: "Yes, yes!"

I just heard the young man say with a smile: "Xuan Ye has met my sister!"

Changyue: His sister’s name is weird.

"Your name is Xuan Ye?" Chang Yue asked.

"Yes." Xuan Ye nodded.

"Sister, I have a clone that you want to know?" the little monk asked excitedly.

"Is it okay?" Chang Yue said.

"Of course, it's okay if you ask me, sister." The little monk said without hesitation, "Sister, look."

The little monk pointed at his eyebrows, and a golden line appeared between his eyebrows. The golden lines slowly bloomed and finally turned into a golden lotus.

After the golden lotus appeared, white light suddenly bloomed from behind the little monk, and two huge lotuses bloomed from behind him, one white and one black.

White lotus is holy, black lotus is seductive.

A white-robed monk was sitting on the white lotus, and Xuan Ye turned into a black light and fell on the black lotus.