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Chapter 210: Enchantment? Vulnerable!.

In the Hanging Temple.

The wind howled, shining with golden light.

The entire space is shrouded in the enchantment under the first cloth of the sermon. Even though the enchantment was only used for defense, the power looked extremely terrifying.

The wind was whistling, blowing Li Xiuyuan’s tattered monk’s robe hunting. He changed his usual madness, and his face was cold and indifferent.

Looking at the eyes of the first seat of the sermon is like looking at an ant. Under the golden light, the faces of the two people flickered brightly and darkly.

“Daoji, come on! Today, if you can’t break this enchantment, he will crush your corpse to pieces!” ”

The first seat of the sermon stared at his blood-red eyes and roared with his hair open.

This is already his last path.

In the fierce wind, Li Xiuyuan jumped up, and in the void, his figure changed abruptly, and he turned into the appearance of a dragon arhat. Holding a fan in one hand and a dragon pestle in the other, he looked condescendingly at the first seat of the sermon.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan’s incomparably indifferent eyes, an inexplicable fear suddenly rose in the heart of the sermon teebra. That familiar figure made him think of a name, Dragon Arhat.

“You actually have the Yuan God of the Dragon Arhat in your body!”

The sermon is a member of the Buddhist family and does not know how long he has lived.

His relationship with Buddha is also extremely delicate, so he naturally knows the dragon arhat.

Even if he has never seen the true body of the Dragon Arhat, he knows what the Dragon Arhat looks like. Seeing the change in Li Xiuyuan’s figure, he reacted immediately.

“I can’t imagine that there is actually a dragon descending dragon arhat in your body, it seems that this time I miscalculated!” Daoji, come on! See who of us can have the last laugh! ”

The first hoarse roar of the sermon, the golden light suddenly became even more terrifying.

However, although he was still shouting, but at this time, he had no confidence in his heart, and in the face of Li Xiuyuan, he was only left with fear, and the reason why he was still shouting was just holding on, because he had no chance to escape.

At this moment, Li Xiuyuan did not let out a crazy smile, but looked at the first sermon below with a serious face. It’s like an angry King Kong.

Then, he picked up the fan and gently fanned it.

Phew – gusts of wind swept through the entire Hanging Temple, as if to tear everything to pieces. In the fierce wind, Li Xiuyuan raised the dragon pestle in his hand and slammed it towards the huge enchantment:

Bang!

It resounded throughout the unknown land, like a landslide, like a volcanic eruption, like the end of the world.

The enchantment suddenly shook violently, and inches of cracked dust appeared on it, and the golden halo of the air was shocked and shot out in all directions.

“What, how is that possible?”

In the shaking golden light, the first sermon was shocked.

He didn’t expect that the defensive enchantment he was proud of would be so vulnerable in front of Li Xiuyuan, and just by swinging a magic pestle, he could crack his enchantment into a huge gap.

“Who the hell is this guy?”

The heart of the first sermon was filled with fear, and those fears were like creepers, gradually permeating his entire soul 4.2 soul.

He originally thought that although his enchantment could not be attacked, he could completely protect himself. But he didn’t expect to be so vulnerable, and even a blaze of incense couldn’t hold up.

Now there is no way back for the first sermon, and even if he wants to escape, he has no chance. Even if he wanted to escape in the state of the Yuan God, Li Xiuyuan would definitely not give him this opportunity.