Chapter 417: Amitabha

"Who! Come out!"
At the same time that the vine retracted, a thicker vine was cut by the spikes on its own vine, and there was a crackling sound from the flames, burning the vine into bursts of green liquid, exuding a pungent nose. Smell.
The small cane that had been tortured and tortured the monks in the temple was also retracted at this moment, allowing the monks in the temple to have some breathing time, and in the vine body, there seemed to be a human face emerging, a pair of gloomy birds. The demon eyes turned, looking around.
"Amitabha."
A crisp Buddhist call came out at this moment, like a Buddhist sound from the sky, and a dazzling Buddha light that illuminates the boundless darkness in an instant, bringing a ray of life to the monks in the temple. They surprised them crying and laughing and shouted: "The Buddha has appeared! The Buddha has appeared!"
In the darkening sky, Tangning stood on a big tree about two or three meters away from the vine, with a bald head, green bamboo hanging diagonally around her waist, the evening breeze came, and her clothes were swaying, and her whole body was visible. Elegant and free and easy sacred breath.
When the Teng Yao saw a little monk with delicate brows suddenly appeared there, he was really shocked. The mountain road up to the temple has long been covered with weeds that are half human. No one will come to this place at all. Even those people have forgotten that there was a temple here.
"Monk? Huh! It's been a long time since there has been anyone here. Since they are here, please stay!"
The vine demon hummed coldly, and the hoarse voice fell, and the two vines attacked the little monk on the tree like two hands. They were so powerful that they swept through the air fiercely. The sound of airflow.
Tangning had already tried that the natural fire could burn it, so when she saw the cane attacking her, she didn't rush. She took off the green bamboo on her waist and leaped into the air. The spiritual power ran through the green bamboo in the palm of her hand. In an instant, the round bamboo became like a sword, exuding sharp blades, and slashed as she raised her hand. The rattan that struck.
"call out!"
"Wow!"
The sound of a violent air current passed, and the moment the sound of cutting like a sharp sword sounded, the sturdy cane like an arm was cut and flung to the ground, and the green juice leaked from the cut and dripped. As soon as the vine demon ache, roared, several vines smashed like sharp arrows, some directly attacked from the front, and some were thrown down from above. The spikes on the vines were like a handle. The inserted sharp knife exudes a bloodthirsty light.
"Little monk! I want to kill you!"
The vines moved and danced towards Tangning, and even the vines that were originally entangled in the temple were also pulled away at this moment, and attacked the little monk like a group of flurrying demons.
It may have been a long time since no humans could hurt it. Now the vines have been chopped off, as if they had broken their hands and feet, and the offensive anger inspired its killing intent. For a time, the evil spirit overflowed, covering the sky. It made the surrounding trees seem to be called by it, swinging crazily and making rustling sounds.
Tangning stepped on the rattan and landed on one of the big rattans. With a wave of the round bamboo in his hand, Tangning cut off the remaining rattan that was still wrapped around the temple. Under the sharp bamboo strength, the rattan was like a single rattan. The octopus with its claws cut off is generally twisting frantically.