Wushan Ancestor, the body is a centipede essence, good at the art of change, at the beginning of Shenzhou, it often pretended to be the Buddha of Buddhism, frolicking in the world, the biggest hobby is to become the appearance of the Buddha, looking at the group of mortals below to bow down to him respectfully, and then he suddenly appeared the prototype, scared those people scattered in a hurry, and finally it was swallowing these people one by one, this fear before death after the stomach is really delicious.

But often standing by the river how can there be no wet shoes, in Shenzhou made waves it finally alarmed the Buddhism, for this kind of evil in the name of Buddhism, ruining the reputation of Buddhism people, Buddhism naturally can not stay, when the Buddha Buddha drove in person, and Wushan ancestors fought for several days, and finally suppressed the Wushan ancestors under the Buddhism.

It's a pity that the mana of the ancestor of Wushan is almost on par with the Buddha master of the Buddhist sect at that time, and the Buddha master can't kill it, but can only suppress it.

At that time, the ancestor of Wushan was also regarded as a powerful Shenzhou, and the Buddha master of Buddhism was also one of the top monks in Shenzhou, in order to avoid panic, Buddhism publicized that the ancestor of Wushan was dead, but in fact, it has been suppressed under Buddhism.

Later, Buddhism built the golden Buddha, standing in the square, the main purpose is to suppress the ancestor of the centipede, the golden Buddha is psychic, and the Buddha of the past dynasties have the same mind, this time, if it is defeated, the golden Buddha also collapsed, causing the ancestor of the centipede to see the light of day.

Buddhism has been updated for countless years, often new people replace old people, and there are only a few people who remember the ancestors of Wushan, and many new Buddhas are confused and surprised to look at the ancestors of Wushan, they did not expect that there has been a big demon living under the holy land of Buddhism.

"Hehe, there are so many monks gathered here, it seems that this Buddhist sect is holding a grand event today. A soft, shrill voice came from the ground, loud, and the monks present could hear it clearly, and the piercing and cold tone of the owner of the voice when he spoke made them feel cold behind them.

Then, those hard tentacles also crawled out of the ground, the tentacles were dark green, stepping on the land, under the huge force, cracks appeared clearly, spreading and extending along the land around, and after the last tentacle landed, a giant centipede, the golden head, also full of tentacles, finally stretched out from the ground.

The giant centipede's blood-red eyes, which descended along the middle of its eyebrows, half dark and half bruised, grinned and coldly scanned the crowd of onlookers.

"Hehe, this is a good thing, so many people gather here, it's all delicious food, I don't remember how many years I've been hungry......" Another voice came out, this voice was very rough, it was still coming from the centipede, looking for the sound, you can see that on the centipede's back, there is an ugly man with a bare head, his facial features are close to people, but not people, his lower body and centipede are connected as one, as if the centipede is his body.

The ugly man's eyes widened, and he also glanced at everyone, and then the two voices spoke together: "Hey, hey, a group of delicious ants, are you ready to meet death?

"What kind of demon, dare to be presumptuous here!" Wushan Ancestor's words were arrogant and domineering, how to say that the people here were also famous monks from all over Shenzhou, who were said to be ants by a monster, how could they not be angry, but most of them were treacherous and cunning old rivers and lakes, and they were basically secretly observing the details of Wushan Ancestor, and they did not make rash moves, but a young monk in white clothes couldn't help but stand up.

This young monk was dressed in white, with long flowing hair, a handsome face, and a gentleman's sword at his waist.

These young people have momentum and enthusiasm, and they often fantasize about becoming famous overnight, ascending to the sky in one step, and ruling Shenzhou or something, but when they think about it like this, they basically die faster when they come out......

Now this young man in white is obviously the same, he saw that the ancestor of Wushan was so arrogant, but there was not even a person who stood up to confront him, he was upset, and with the idea of a blockbuster, he stood up, and after shouting this sentence, he felt a burst of relief in his heart, it turned out that this is the pleasure of being a hero......

He glanced slightly at Su Heng, who couldn't see clearly in the clouds, and he was a little disappointed in his heart, saying that Emperor Xudu was the first person in Shenzhou, but why did he allow this demon to be so rampant here?

He was thinking about what to do next, and then make a name for himself, when suddenly his chest went numb, and he looked down, only to see a tentacle sticking out of his chest, and the tip of the dark green tentacle was still stained with his blood.

Why? What about the third uncle? He is a little stunned now, he dares to stand up, in addition to some blood, there is also the reason why his third uncle is behind him, the third uncle is a supernatural cultivator, which is the highest achievement in their family, and this time the third uncle took him out to gain knowledge.

He turned his head and saw the third uncle, who was maintaining the posture of rushing over, but the third uncle's chest was also cold by a tentacle......

The third uncle seemed to be planning to come over to save him, and he still opened his mouth, as if he was warning him, but he couldn't open his mouth......

He also wanted to speak, tried to open his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, and then he heard the sharp laughter of the Wushan Ancestor ringing in his ears, and finally unconsciously......

"Delicious...... Ancestor Wushan moved his mouth up and down, looking at the onlookers with mocking eyes, as if he was thinking about which one to eat later.

It also noticed the movement in the clouds, but it didn't care, no matter how powerful the person was, it was not afraid, the Buddha master of the Buddha Gate was full of mana to the sky, but what could it do? In the end, it didn't kill it, and the best thing it could only be suppressed under the Buddha Gate, and now it still comes out, and it has been meditating at the bottom all these years, and its cultivation has increased dramatically, much more powerful than back then.

So now it dares to boldly say, who am I afraid of? If you have the ability, you will kill me!

In the clouds, Su Heng was discussing with Qijie.

When this big centipede came out, Qijie said, this centipede has been cultivated for so many years, and its whole body is a treasure, its internal organs can be used as medicine, it can be used as alchemy, and the shell can be matched with materials to refine it into spiritual weapons and magic weapons, as well as the poison sac, which can be handed over to Old Man Qin and Old Man Yan, the two of them like to study this kind of strange thing with poison the most, but it may be bitter for the Netherworld Ghost King......

"Then I'll leave it to you. After Su Heng heard Qijie say a lot of theories about this centipede being full of treasures, he simply didn't ask too much, just looked down and found that the thing seemed to be already in action.

Under the clouds, the ancestor of Wushan was laughing madly, and the monks next to him all subconsciously took a few steps back, and when they saw that the young monk was killed before, no one showed a look of pity, but there was a sneer, a taste of irony, as if to say, young people are always so ignorant of the sky and deserve it.

"Cultivators, although they pay attention to single-minded cultivation and have no desires, they don't mean that their hearts are also ...... cold" In the crowd, Dong Yong looked around at the indifferent looks of those people around him, he said to himself, and the Jade Emperor next to him couldn't help but hold his hand after hearing it, it was Dong Yong who pulled him before, and didn't let him go up to kick it like everyone else, and now he pulled Dong Yong, because he was afraid that he would run out like a stunned young man to die.

The Jade Emperor intends to stay on the sidelines, after all, the cultivation of this Wushan Ancestor is obviously above him, and it is even countless times stronger, he only goes up to die, and the people next to him are the same as him, in addition to ridiculing the young man before who is not self-conscious, they are also self-aware, and it can be seen from the hand that the Wushan Ancestor showed just now that they are also sending ......

There is a good saying, hold your thighs tightly and don't send them......

And this thigh, naturally, is the Emperor of Xudu in the clouds, although the Emperor has not done it yet, but they are not panicking, according to the behavior and habits of the Emperor in previous years, his old man will not sit idly by.

Therefore, everyone wanted to retreat and avoid the attack of this Wushan Ancestor, but no one stepped forward to fight back.

Wushan Ancestor is also very strange, this has been imprisoned below for so many years, and the monks above there don't have any momentum now? It wasn't like this before, as long as those monks saw it in the past, most of them rushed up first, whether they could beat it or not, they were all rushing up first, saying, why are these people all retreating, and they are not in a hurry when they retreat, how can there be a little bit of cat and mouse in those eyes?

This made the ancestor of Wushan feel very ridiculous, a group of dying ants would actually look at themselves with such playful eyes? What gave them such confidence?

Wushan Ancestor couldn't figure it out, but soon, someone made it understand.

I saw that the clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed, and seven lotus leaf knives of different colors shot from seven directions.

The man behind the lotus leaf knife is a white-robed monk, with a gentle appearance, standing in the clouds, surrounded by white clouds, fluttering like a fairy.

The monk's hands trembled slightly, and every move had a kind of otherworldly taste, and the seven lotus leaf knives were very flexible under his control, and the ancestor of Wushan couldn't grasp the trajectory of the flying knife for a while.

Damn, another stinky monk!

Wushan Ancestor looked at the flying knife and scolded angrily in his heart, he was suppressed by a monk back then, but now he didn't expect another powerful monk to come, these bald guys, it's really annoying!

When the Wushan Ancestor was angry, before he could resist, the seven lotus leaf knives had already cut off its tentacles in seven parts.

Although it has no shortage of tentacles, it is all over its body, even if it is broken, it can grow back in a few days, and continue to find a female centipede, but what makes it frightened is that it can't even catch the trajectory of this flying knife, like a passive target, constantly beaten.

There are more and more broken tentacles, and the flying knives are becoming more and more flexible, and the seven rays of brilliance are shaking back and forth around its body, and many tentacles will fall every time it shakes.

How can this be reasonable, my Wushan ancestor finally saw the light of day again, and when he was about to regain his fame in the world, such a stinky monk actually appeared, okay, don't you monks pay attention to compassion, I can't do anything with your flying knife, then I'll kill these people, so see if you still have the heart to care about me.

Wushan Ancestor roared angrily in his heart, his brain turned quickly, and he was ready to find a way to divert the attention of this monk, this trick had been used before, and it could be described as invincible, especially against these monks who were compassionate in their hearts, and the effect was great.

It's just that the seven rings in the air seem to have guessed the thoughts of the ancestor of Centipede, waiting for the centipede to stop resisting the lotus leaf knife and preparing to rush into the crowd of onlookers, his palm suddenly flipped, and a golden Buddha seal appeared from the palm of his hand, and the Buddha seal was plated with all kinds of dense, jerky runes, falling from the sky, and the front turned into a golden cage, suppressing the centipede in place and unable to move.

"Don't kill me, I'll surrender!" Wushan Ancestor found that he couldn't move, and when he saw the flying lotus leaf knife, he immediately panicked, couldn't care about anything, and shouted surrender in his mouth.

This trick, it used to be used often, especially when it had just become a fine, when it met someone who couldn't beat it, it shouted surrender, and said that it would be a spiritual pet to the other party, once the other party agreed, and when it was a little lax, it would instantly shoot back and kill the other party.

However, when it shouted these words, Qijie didn't pay attention to it, and the seven lotus leaf knives unceremoniously slashed head-on!

The seven paths of brilliance all contain the method of Buddhism to ward off evil spirits, dealing with the big demon of centipede essence, there is a natural ability to restrain it, the seven-colored lotus leaf knife and the golden Buddha seal, the ancestor of Wushan has no power to resist, but his mouth lets out a painful roar.

"I'm not reconciled, why did I have to go through such an ordeal when I finally saw the light of day again!"

Up and down the entire Lingshan Mountain, there was a roar of the Wushan Ancestor's impotence, it couldn't resist, it could only watch the lotus leaf knife swim wantonly on its own body, the tentacles were cut off one by one, and the supposedly hard and indestructible armor on its body was also full of knife marks, slowly cracking.

As the last ray of colored light passed through the heart, shattering the internal organs, the ancestor of Wushan left a final roar: "Everyone here today has remembered to me, the day he and my Wushan clan reappear, it is the time of your death, and you will regret what you did today!"

With this heart-rending roar, a flash of red light flew out of the Wushan Ancestor's body, flew towards the sky, and finally exploded in the air.

If we didn't kill you, what does it matter to us?

When the onlookers heard this, they were all disgusted, they recognized the red light, and the patriarch of the general demon clan had this kind of pre-death message, and he could inform the clansmen and explain some things and instructions.

Obviously, this Wushan ancestor is asking the descendants to avenge it, it was suppressed in the Buddha Gate back then, and I don't know what the situation is for the descendants, but this does not prevent it from making this attempt, after all, after so many years, if those clansmen are still there, some cultivation should not be too weak, at least some of these monks can pull some of these monks to back their backs......

The monks on the field were more or less flustered, after all, the strength that the Wushan Ancestor had just shown in a short moment still made them jealous.

Su Heng and Qijie naturally didn't care, Qijie smiled and gathered up the corpse capital that was split by the ancestor of Wushan, this big demon is full of medicinal materials, all over is refining materials, good things, none of them can be wasted.

And Su Heng was looking at the new Buddha Lord of Lingshan, the golden cicada.

The golden cicada sat there from beginning to end, even when the Wushan Ancestor came out, he didn't move, this is a wise monk, knowing that Su Heng is here, the result is the same whether he moves or not.

There seems to be a phantom in the peach blossom meditation seat under the seat, and the slender body of the peach blossom demon is floating beside the golden cicada, looking at the Milky Way with his back and smiling.

Jin Chanzi noticed Su Heng's gaze, and seemed to remember the meeting in the desert, he folded his hands and bowed slightly.

Su Heng smiled, didn't say anything, turned his head, and left alone regardless of the seven rings that were being cleaned up.

The Jade Emperor in the crowd wanted to come up and say hello after seeing it, and finally hesitated, and retreated, Chi You also wanted to come up to say hello, he was more concerned about how the iron-eating beast was now, but when he saw that he was gone, he didn't shout, just sighed lightly, big fat, the family is poor, remember to eat more......

"Amitabha, now it seems that this Buddha is about to embark on a different path. Qijie had already packed up all the corpses of the centipede spirit at this time, he glanced at the position of the golden cicada, saw the peach blossom demon in the shadow, and smiled slightly.

He remembered that the Taoists of the year were actually as stubborn as Buddhism at first, but later, after changing to a Taoist ancestor, everything slowly began to change, and now that this Buddhism has also changed the Buddha's master, all the so-called rules will naturally change, and his plans behind him seem to be put aside.

"Amitabha, it's time for the poor monk to leave. Qijie said to himself, no matter whether anyone heard it or not, he took out a chicken leg in his hand, put it to his mouth and nibbled on it, this time he went out with a little chicken leg with him, which was originally prepared for Rulai......

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A corner of Shenzhou, an unknown hill, this mountain was also famous a long time ago, and the existence of Shenzhou was shocked, because there was a Wushan ancestor on the mountain, who ruled the Wushan clan back then, and was able to confront the world's great powers.

Later, the ancestor of Wushan was suppressed by the Buddha of Buddhism, and the Wushan clan became a rat crossing the street, and began to retreat from the world, hiding and hiding, until the reincarnation of a thousand turns.

Today's Wushan, there are only hundreds of little demons, scattered and busy.

After the red light in the sky exploded, they also noticed that this kind of blood fusion and familiarity in their bones naturally let them know who sent it, and they also knew that it was expensive, that is, the body!

"Grandpa, the old ancestor asked us to avenge him. "A little boy with tentacles was snuggling up next to an old man who also had antennae, and he pointed to the sky with an innocent face.

The old man grabbed the hand he was pointing at, and then said softly: "Silly boy, what kind of revenge, if you go out, you will send it, and when you see that those monuments are not there, no one will take care of them when the grass grows so high." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he pointed to the grave pile in the distance, where tombstones were erected one by one, and the wild grass next to him was frenzied......