Chapter 275 A body can't accommodate two people

"Seven, eight..." Before the venerable Haitong had finished counting ten times, he brazenly launched an attack, spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm with a dry cough, turned into a snow-white lotus flower in the air, and flew to the head of the golden collarbone lady and fell.

The lotus petals are like a blade, very sharp, and the fast rotation is more like a wheel. No matter what falls, it can be cut into mud.

The Golden Collarbone Lady had been on guard for a long time, but she didn't expect that the Venerable Buddha-like figure would go back on his way. She was immediately cut off half of her skull. Fortunately, she was already a skeleton, so there was nothing wrong. She drilled to the ground and took advantage of the earth to escape.

The venerable Haitong did not pursue it. The reverse offensive aimed the creation gourd at Zhao E and the prince of Tianmo, the god concubine Wuwan and others, and said with a ferocious smile, "Come in as a companion for me!"

"Dream." Zhao Er roared and secretly sacrificed eight yuan of one-yuan heavy water and bombarded him fiercely. The imperial concubine Wu Wan looked at him, with a tip of her toes and flew back as light as a bird warbler. She laughed and said, "Today is not a good day to resist the enemy. Let's fight another day."

"I'm sorry to see you off, Princess." The venerable Haitong breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could come out his mouth, he turned into a bursting flame. He used fire to water and defeated the attack of one yuan of heavy water. It was really infinite power between his hands and feet.

The water was steamed by the fire and turned into a lingering water vapor. It diffused and turned more than ten miles into a sultry and hot boundary, as if it were by a volcanic hot spring. The white fog was so that people could not be seen clearly a few meters away.

The demon prince did not walk with the divine concubine Wuwan. He was invisible in it. When he saw this hand, the dust on the ground rose up, which further contributed to this hazy environment. He turned around with a funny smile. He often could still hear the laughter here in the first second, and the laughter appeared there in the second. It was really everywhere.

The venerable Haitong sneered and divided a part of the spirit to guard against him, but he did not hesitate to rush from the back of the centipede in the direction of Zhao Er. After killing this, he really sat firmly on the throne of Happy Buddha.

Who would have thought of it, but it was empty! The venerable Haitong did not feel surprised. He wiped his left hand on his eyes, and his eyes sent out three long divine light to scan back and forth. This is the "Tianyantong" in the five magic powers of Buddhism!

"So, the little mouse is hiding here." Soon, a faint figure flying into the air was captured by the venerable Sheng Haitong. He spoke to Amitabha compassionately and said, "The sea of suffering is boundless. Let me go to the Western blissful world." The left arm was covered up, and it suddenly turned into a huge palm like Mount Sumeru, overwhelmingly pressing away from the sky, making people feel inescapable.

Zhao Er saw that he could not avoid it, and he was also fierce. He turned around and pounced on him. Yao Weiming drilled out the upper half of his body from his eyebrows, and the lower side was still in the Niwan Palace, punching straight and unskilledly! Boom!

As soon as Yao Weiming's fist waved out, the air was fiercely rubbed and caught fire, reflecting half of the Caixia red, and touched the slapping Xumi's huge palm rudely. Before waiting to win or lose, he ejected a red and one white Xuanyin nose sword gas from Zhao Er's nose, and cut it fiercely!

At the same time, there is also a turquoise 'true flame from the fire' spewing from Zhao Er's eyes like an arrow from the string! This flame, which was abandoned by him because of its huge effect, has the terrible magic of decomposing everything. It is really powerful. At the first time, it corroded a wormhole on Xumi's giant palm.

The venerable Haitong snorted with pain, clenched his palm and patted it harder, boom! After all, the two-in-one power scattered by Zhao Er and Yao Weiming is not as powerful as the venerable Haitong who devoured Zhao Huanxi's whole body. He was slapped on the ground heavily and smashed a deep pit.

"The old thief is so awesome. Are you all right?" Yao Weiming completely climbed out of the Niwan Palace. Everything was normal except that his face looked a little gray.

"I can't die." Zhao Er forcibly stood up with his hands on the ground, covered his chest, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said faintly, "Four or five ribs were broken, and all the internal organs were displaced, leaving only half of his life."

"It's okay. You're dead. I thought you would live with your name, identity and memory. So will Xuan Yuying."

"If you want to die, you two will die first. I'm still early." Zhao Er laughed and scolded. The two stood shoulder to shoulder, waiting for the appearance of the venerable Haitong. Anyway, Xuan Yuying was outside, even if the two of them were completely killed in battle, and 'Zhao Er' could still live in this world. Why not fight to the death?

After waiting for a long time, the venerable Haitong seemed to have disappeared. There was no movement at all. Zhao Er did not dare to relax his vigilance, but he couldn't help wondering what the hell he was doing?

Until there was a panicked voice from the water mist: "My hand, why can't my hand move... This is no longer your hand, but mine..."

"What do you mean?" No matter what traps or traps, Zhao E rushed in. Yao Weiming made almost the same choice as him. The fog gradually dissipated, and everyone saw the venerable Haitong holding his trembling right hand in his left hand, constantly roaring and roaring in the same place, as if crazy.

"How can it be? Your consciousness has been cut off by the Buddha. How can it be strange? Impossible, impossible!"

Suddenly, the venerable Haitong seemed to be a different person, and the words he said were also particularly soft and beautiful: "There are all the strange things in the world, and there is nothing impossible. The Empress has long been sure that you will use the artificial gourd, so she asked me for a wisp of 'silent Zen light' for me to put my consciousness in the void. If a single thought does not live, the thoughts will not wander and last forever. When you are hit hard, the blood will wake me up again..."

"She's playing tricks again, I knew it! Haha, even so, so what? This body is based on me. Even if your mind is a hundred times stronger, you can't escape the end of annihilation. Go to hell!" Then, the venerable Haitong was mixed with unwillingness, the crazy voice of anger, and the angry flame burned crazily from the inside out, almost forming a pillar of fire in the sky.

Zhao Er heard it clearly and suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Zhao Huanxi did not resist before. It turned out that he was ambushed here and was willing to give up his body for this. It was really decisive and fierce! What should I do now? In order to compete for the control of the body, the two of them are fighting at the level of consciousness. Isn't it the best time to cut off the two people in one fell swoop?

Zhao Er's eyes were moved by the murderous intent and rushed up, but someone rushed up faster than him. The seemingly retreating concubine Wuwan fell from the sky, and there was a wonderful arc at the corners of her mouth. She grabbed a bone stick between her five fingers and hit the head that did not know whether it should be called the venerable Haitong or Zhao Huanxi.

The bone stick weighs about a thousand pounds. It is as light as an embroidery needle in the hand of the imperial concubine Wuwan, but the power can't be peeping at all. If the two consciousnesses are still fighting in the same body, they will almost die.

Zhao Er did not think that his attack could be more fierce than the divine concubine Wuwan. He stopped at the right time and was ready to wait and see the situation. Anyway, what he wanted was to send the two back to the Western Pure Land World. There was no difference between him.

Subsequently, Zhao Er was very glad to make this decision. It was not only the golden collarbone lady suddenly emerging from the ground and launched a fierce attack to escort, but also because the violently changing body of the 'Sex Haitong Venerable' suddenly calmed down, moved back, and throwing out the artificial gourd on the forehead of the imperial concubine Wuwan. I hit it hard.

At that moment, a beautiful and enchanting blood flower burst out. The imperial concubine Wuwan was shocked and furious. The big bone stick came out of her hand, and a half-circle hit the 'Sex Haitong Venerable', bang!

The imperial concubine Wuwan immediately flew away to avoid the attack of the golden collarbone lady, and the "sex sea master" fell to the ground and was seriously injured. It seemed that no one had taken advantage of it. In fact, the imperial concubine Wuwan lost the excellent opportunity to kill with a blow, and the loss was not great.

"Queen Mother, are you all right?" The demon prince stood beside the imperial concubine Wuwan from a hidden place. He gritted his teeth and looked down and was about to kill him, but was pulled by the imperial concubine Wuwan: "Don't worry, we will attack immediately. They will unite with the outside world. It's better to wait for their internal fighting. Let's go first." After saying that, they sneered, and the two of them floated into the clouds and disappeared.

Zhao Er had no doubt that if he rushed up, he was afraid that the ending would be worse. He simply sat in place and had the same idea, hehe.

It should be said that the venerable Haitong and Zhao Huanxi are both understanding people, so in the face of life and death, they will give up the dispute and fight against foreign enemies, but wait for the danger to be temporarily hidden, rather than completely eliminated. Both of them are well-known, but they still take the virtual vastness of their minds as the battlefield and fight fiercely.

The golden collarbone lady naturally helps her family, constantly chanting spells to release the divine light of blessing, giving Zhao Huanxi divine power, faith, courage... For the venerable Haitong, this is undoubtedly a disaster!

Therefore, Zhao Er saw such a funny scene. Whenever Zhao Huanxi's consciousness prevailed, he was intimate and united with the golden collarbone lady. And when the consciousness of the venerable sex sea has the upper hand, he chases and kills the golden collarbone lady all over the mountain.

At first, the latter situation lasted for a long time, but it gradually became equal, and then it was reversed. Obviously, Zhao Huanxi's consciousness prevailed tenaciously.

Zhao Er can't sit still. Whether it is the venerable Haitong or Zhao Huanxi, he has to get rid of his stepping stone. If they wait for them to decide the victory or defeat, they will be cured a little, and they will still be stronger. When will they kill when they are still entangled?

Zhao Er can do what he wants, and he has found a good entry point that will not cause a strong rebound, that is: "The golden collarbone lady, take your life!" He roared and rushed over with Yao Weiming, as fierce as a stray lion, as evil as a tiger fighting sheep, as fast as an eagle fighting a rabbit. The golden collarbone lady was completely stunned, shouted, and fled.

Zhao Huanxi was anxious and wanted to help. As a result, as Zhao Er expected, the consciousness of the venerable of Sheng Haitong dragged Zhao Huanxi's consciousness. It seemed that the left hand of the "Virable Haitong" wrapped around his right hand, and his right foot tripped his left foot, just like a madman.

Zhao Er did not take further action, because his purpose was achieved, removing the important weight of the golden collarbone lady, and the consciousness of the venerable Haitong gradually moved back to a city, which became fierce and fierce.

If Zhao Er is not greedy enough to destroy them in one fell swoop, it can't be said that the two will join hands, which will definitely not achieve the current effect.

However, when will the entanglement between the venerable Haitong and Zhao Huanxi come to an end?