As soon as late autumn appeared, Liu Shuangyue immediately greeted it.
But this time, it is not just a "late autumn",
In the blink of an eye, at least five or six "Late Autumn" appeared at the same time, surrounding Qing Hui and his group.
There was almost no pause, and the scene fell into a melee.
Qing Hui simply released Xuanyu, and Xuanyu's body grew larger in an instant, involving the entire Brahma Industry Sect disciples into the melee.
Although Erfu's body has become smaller, his strength is still there, and he can flexibly create chaos everywhere.
Even Song Tanxi, the only one with little fighting ability, had Meng Epiphyllum helping to make all kinds of strange noises, completely turning the scene into a puddle of muddy water.
Changli never imagined that this would happen.
He clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name again,
"Amitabha."
Then he flashed in front of Qing Hua, and the Buddha beads instantly grew in size, trapping Qing Hua in it. Before Qing Hua had time to break free, he was taken to the back mountain of Fanye Sect, where he lived, Lanyin Temple, as if he was teleporting.
Before the green cypress tree fell to the ground, it turned around and turned into red leaves all over the sky, breaking free from the shackles of the beads.
The red leaves gathered together, and the green cypress stepped dangerously on the edge of the pagoda, looking down at Chang Li who was standing under the pagoda.
"Stinky monk, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Qing Hua flicked his hand, and the silver threads wrapped around his fingertips turned into countless strands, and they rushed towards Changli like a dense network.
Chang Li's body was like an afterimage, and he easily dodged Qing Hua's attack. Then the Buddhist beads from his palm flew out again, and Qing Hua's entangled soul, which had turned into countless silver threads, was easily entangled around his waist.
Then he reached out and took hold of the other end.
"Princess, why don't you and I be honest, what exactly do you want?" Chang Li stared deeply at Qing Hui with his evil eyes.
If he were an ordinary person, he would have been confused by those evil eyes, but Qing Hui remained unmoved at all. He even gritted his teeth and tugged at the lingering soul in his hand, but unfortunately, it did not move.
As expected, she was no match for Chang Li, an old bald donkey.
Qing Hui had just deliberately used Lan Qianxue to make trouble, and then used Changli's hands to muddy the situation, just to prevent Changli from guessing her purpose.
I didn't expect that this smelly monk was so thoughtful, and he could guess that she had ulterior motives.
Qing Hu said coldly: "I told you to hand over that little bitch Qi Mingyue to me! Do you think that if you take her away like that, she will be safe? I tell you, there is no way! Don't talk about you alone Sumeru Mountain, even if you take her and run back to Lanxizhou, I will still chase her and kill her!"
"The young monk said that it is difficult for the young monk to comply with the princess's request. Does the princess insist on doing this?" Chang Li's slightly narrow eyes narrowed slightly.
"Yes." Qing Hui replied decisively.
Changli smiled softly.
"The young monk has been tolerant in every way, but the princess insists on pushing back every step of the way. In this case, the young monk is offended."
Chang Li let go of his hand, and the string of Buddhist beads wrapped around the green cypress tree instantly turned into a golden cage, trapping the green cypress tree inside. At the same time, Chang Li recited an unintelligible Buddhist scripture in his mouth, and the golden characters were wrapped around each other. On top of the golden cage, the golden cage was completely sealed, trapping Qing Hui in it like a death row.
Those buzzing sounds made Qing Hui's ears ring, but fortunately she couldn't understand what he was saying.
Qing Hui quickly drew the talisman, trying to break through the cage and get out, but half of her attacks were swallowed up and did not shake the Buddhist characters at all.
