Immortal fate

Looking at the golden palm slapping down, Li Yi's face changed, the thunder escape technique on his body flashed, a thunder sounded, and Li Yi disappeared from the original place, appearing dozens of feet away, narrowly avoiding the attack of the golden palm.

After watching Li Yi dodge his full-strength attack, Monk Huanxi sneered and said, "Boy, don't you want to kill me? If you keep running like this, you can't kill me. Whatever means you have, take them out!"

Then, the figure flashed again and rushed towards Li Yi. At this time, Monk Huanxi had a half-moon-shaped Zen staff in his hand, and smashed it towards Li Yi.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

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Li Yi hurriedly drove the Vajra Pestle to continuously resist Monk Huanxi's attack, but the opponent's attack was too fierce, and the Vajra Pestle was only a temporary resistance. Li Yi was still retreating.

"Li kid, this won't work. If you keep running away, you will only be consumed. Although you have a lot of spiritual essence in your body, it will be consumed one day." Dugu Wudi, the fire dragon he turned into, said quickly.

"I know, but there is no way now. I still need some time. Now, I can only delay it for a while." Li Yi said quickly.

"Oh, it's good that you have an idea, but Monk Huanxi still doesn't seem to have done his best. You should be careful. The methods of the cultivators in the God Transformation Stage are more than these. I don't know what this old monk is worried about." Dugu Wudi said again.

"What else can I worry about? Of course, it's the restrictions here. The outer demon realm does not allow cultivators in the God Transformation Stage to enter. If he bursts out with all his strength, he may be repelled by the restrictions."

"It's possible, but you shouldn't completely rely on the restrictions here. There are countless techniques and secrets in the world of cultivation, and there are always ways to restrain them. The fact that Monk Huanxi can come in already explains everything.

And the black-robed man who you guessed might be in the God Transformation Stage also came in, didn't he? I think the other party may be worried about Fellow Daoist Ye, so he is testing you now, and he must have a killer." The fire dragon transformed by Dugu Wudi said again.

After hearing this, Li Yi's face changed, becoming extremely ugly, and there was a trace of shock, and then it changed color to be extremely ugly. Because he felt that what Dugu Wudi said was still somewhat reasonable.

Afterwards, Li Yi immediately took out and took two Nine-Transformation Soul Pills, and his originally consumed divine consciousness was quickly restored again.

At this time, a huge fire of divine thoughts flew out from Li Yi's left eye again. At the same time, eight powerful handprints formed a Buddha's light handprint and bombarded the Happy Monk in the distance.

The fire of divine thoughts and the Buddha's light handprint appeared on the head of the Happy Monk in a flash, and instantly sank into it, making a series of muffled sounds.

"Bang, bang, bang........................."

The Happy Monk's face turned pale, his body paused, and he stayed in the air. The attack in his hand also slowed down.

Seeing this, Li Yi was happy in his heart. At this time, the Vajra Pestle and the Blue Crystal Zen Staff also shot towards the Happy Monk and bombarded him instantly.

"Bang."

"Bang."

Two muffled sounds were heard, and Monk Huanxi flew backwards directly, and the golden light on his body shattered in an instant.

After a successful attack, Li Yi did not give up, and turned around and pounced on him again, driving two imitation spiritual treasures to attack him.

But at this moment, Monk Huanxi in the distance roared again, and a golden silk inner armor appeared on his body, blocking the attack of Li Yi's imitation spiritual treasure, and said angrily: "I didn't expect that your divine power is so strong, and you have also cultivated the supreme magical power of my Buddhist sect, "Vacuum Seal". I really underestimated you, but if you want to kill my soul with this method alone, you are still a little short."

A phantom of Hongluan suddenly appeared on Monk Huanxi's body, and then he cast a spell towards Hongluan's desire in the distance, and the flames in the distance turned into a beam of light and flew to Monk Huanxi's body.

As the Red Luan Heavenly Fire flew to the body of Monk Huanxi, it became even more dazzling and burned strangely.

Monk Huanxi stood in the pink flame and became extremely strange, but as the Red Luan Desire Fire flew to the opponent, Li Yi's Buddha Light Handprint and the Devouring God Heavenly Fire were on the opponent's body, and they had a fierce confrontation and constant collision.

Although Li Yi's Devouring God Heavenly Fire and the Soul Handprint were higher in grade than the Red Luan Heavenly Fire, the Red Luan Desire Fire on Monk Huanxi was too much, almost endless, and almost soon suppressed Li Yi's "Vacuum Seal" and the Devouring God Heavenly Fire.

Then, a strong Red Luan Desire Fire, wrapped in the Devouring God Heavenly Fire and the Buddha Light Handprint, fell off the opponent's body and scattered in the void.

Looking at Monk Huanxi's actions, Li Yi was also extremely shocked in his heart and said: "What a terrifying Red Luan Desire Fire."

"Hehe, is it scary? Is there something more powerful? Today, I will let you see the ultimate means of the Buddha's transformation period." Happy Monk muttered to himself.

Then, Happy Monk punched himself hard in the chest, and spit out a large mouthful of blood, which fell on a pink bird-shaped jade pendant.

Then, the pink jade pendant turned into a blood-colored bird, and gently flapped its wings and fell into the red luan fire in the distance.

Then, a large amount of Buddha light appeared on the body of Happy Monk, and with the pink flame, it turned into a huge Dharma image, wrapping Happy Monk.

This Dharma image was extremely strange, and it actually had two heads, one of which was the Buddha head of Happy Monk, and the other was a bird head, with a red flame on it, burning fiercely.

Behind the opponent, there was a pair of flaming wings. In the hands of the Dharma image, one hand held a pink gourd, and the other hand held a golden mace.

Under this person's feet, there was a pair of bird claws, which were extremely sharp. His whole body was surrounded by pink flames, emitting an astonishing pressure.