Chapter 802

Buddha's power is divided into good and evil, showing people on the front, collecting beliefs, refining Buddha's body and obtaining the great road. Evil faces against the enemy can disturb people's state of mind until they are doomed. Seeing that Ye Feng dared to suck his Buddhist power, the old monk immediately mobilized his evil thoughts and pushed it towards Ye Feng. At the same time, he waved his arm and knocked off the fire sword.

Although Ye Feng didn't know what had happened, the Dragon picking knife had just absorbed the Buddha's power, and his pain was alleviated a lot. Now, with the influx of a large number of evil thoughts, the Dragon picking knife is getting hotter and hotter, which is more unbearable than when the Dragon picking knife was put into the body.

However, when Ye Feng was about to suppress it with the power of all sentient beings, there was a burst of relaxation on his shoulder. When he took a look, he saw that his right arm was broken and turned into a dark and strange long knife!

"What's the matter?" Ye Feng roared. He didn't care what Buddha treasure he was seeking. He grabbed it in the air with his left hand, took back the fire sword, threw out two sword Qi, resisted the old monk's attack, and dodged back ten miles away!

Ye Feng is ignorant, and the old monk is even more ignorant! Ye Feng turned his arm into a strange knife. He ran away without saying. The strange knife was not afraid of his Buddhist power! At the beginning, he also wanted to use the Buddha power to support the explosion of Ye Feng. Now it's good. Not only the Buddha power with evil thoughts, but also the cultivation accomplishments accumulated by his hard practice for the ninth century are sucked by the strange knife like a river flowing back.

A moment later, most of the monk's accomplishments were absorbed, and his ruddy fat face turned into the old skin of a dead tree. At this time, the dark strange knife has turned into a fierce looking and dark dragon, which tightly entangles the old monk. A big mouth full of tusks constantly sucks his few remaining accomplishments from the old monk's only wrinkled bald head. "What the hell is this!" the old monk shouted fiercely, staring at his bloody big eyes.

"The most precious treasure of Buddhism is the Dragon picking knife." Ye Feng replied with a frown.

"Impossible!"

The old monk's last words, only these three words, were then swallowed by the black dragon. After all this, the Dragon turned to look at Ye Feng, who had broken his arm, and flew to the ground. He took all the bodies of the monks killed before Ye Feng, and finally flew to Ye Feng's eyes.

"You are not afraid of me!"

"Are you afraid of your own dragon claws?" Ye Feng replied angrily.

"In the past, you saved us from suffering. Today, we help you kill the strong enemy. We don't owe each other!"

"With the power of all living beings, I broke off my contact with Buddhism, robbed my arm and the Buddha treasure I saw in my hand. You don't owe each other. It's a little too cheap!"

"Hum! Even if you're right! We've been trapped here for hundreds of millions of years and suffered a lot! Even if we destroy the sky and the earth, we don't need to bear karma!" the Dragon roared in a different tone.

"Don't do to others what you don't want. If you have suffered, you should know how difficult it is to suffer. Since you have achieved the body of an instrument and spirit, you should wash your heart to be good and benefit all people in the world. You don't want to prove the road one day, but at least live in peace of mind!"

"Those who go to NIMA are good! Monks are good, Taoists are good, and soldiers kill people for good! In the end, it's not all for their own freedom!"

"Truth and goodness are in my heart, not in the sect. I'm too lazy to tell you this. In a word, give me back, or I'll make you look good!"

The Dragon spirits can resist the sky remnant real iron and evolve into tools and spirits. It all depends on Ye Feng's hand and the strength of Ye Feng's sentient beings. Moreover, they have followed Ye Feng for so long and have a good understanding of Ye Feng's family means and background. Ye Feng is not afraid of threats now, and they have no way to do it. They dare not do it. One person and one spirit will stick together with big eyes and small eyes.

"Master, is this a Taoist weapon?" Huoer appeared and asked.

"If it's not Tao, it's almost the same. Otherwise, how can we clean up the reincarnation of arhat."

"If I eat it, can I go further?"

"This is not the inner world. Can you deal with it?"

"It's just a piece of broken iron. I'm afraid it won't work!"

Huoer's cultivation in the inner world is only under Ye Feng. He takes it for granted that he has his own temper. Listening to Ye Feng's doubt about his strength, he immediately tries his best to urge his body. Ye Feng only feels that the golden awn flashes in front of him, and the three foot long fire sword has become ten foot golden inflammation! Just holding it in your hand, you have an impulse to destroy the sky and the earth!

"One last question, don't you return my hand!" as a sword repair, Ye Feng, with the sword in his hand, his confidence soared more than ten times.

"My dragon family will never be a slave. Although I die, I'm very proud! Kill!"

The Dragon spirits roared together and changed back to their body again, but when Ye Feng took the sword off guard, the Dragon picking knife turned and ran away... Scared away the Dragon picking knife, Ye Feng was stunned, Huoer was proud, and then ran after it. The two sides ran away from me for nearly ten thousand miles, and the distance was getting closer and closer. Seeing that the Dragon picking knife couldn't get rid of it, they simply turned around and prepared to fight with Ye Feng. As a result, they were right with Ye Feng. They were cut open and scared to turn around and run again!

"The gold used in the aunt's body is the essence that the grandmother used to refine with the ground fire. It is hard to touch your aunt if you have a broken iron knife."

"This knife is full of resentment. Are you sure you can eat it?" Ye Feng asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter. With the help of the old thing, I'm not afraid of its rebellion!"

Old thing, another honorific name of illusory projection, is usually only applicable to tools with sweet image, elegant temperament and extraordinary means. Ye Feng, of course, dare not say that about him. But if Huoer dares to call him that, there should be some story. Although Ye Feng didn't know the reason, he was no longer worried about what would happen to the Dragon picking knife. He directly drove the armillary sphere and trapped the Dragon picking knife in a space.

"Have you heard how to upgrade?" Ye Feng pinched Jin Yan's huge sword and looked up and down at the Dragon picking knife. He also showed a smile of relieving hatred when he thought of the suffering he had suffered in the past.

"No matter how he gets promoted, in short, he eats him first! He dares not to upgrade me and make him look good every day!"

Fire son finished, hid in the world, eavesdropping on the illusory projection, and his brain jumped. But he was caught short by Huoer. Now Huoer despises him, and he doesn't dare to say anything. He can only ask the Dragon picking knife to know current affairs and don't let him continue to be difficult.

The Dragon picking Dao opposite doesn't know the existence of illusory projection, but as a former dragon family, they have a lot of experience. Facing a freak like Ye Feng, the only thing they can think of is that he has a backstage. Now as soon as Huoer said the old thing, a group of dragon souls were more sure of their previous conjecture. They would never be slaves and began to weaken.

"Huo'er, after you upgrade, you can't show your true body casually, otherwise the master must be guilty and be weighed by people every day." Ye Feng said and flew towards the Dragon picking knife. His small eyes were like looking at a piece of rusty iron, showing that he regarded a group of dragon souls as dead people.