Chapter Forty-Eight: Words Retreat Maitreya
As soon as the white bone spirit moved, a divine knife flew out first, and with a series of afterimages, it came to the back of the old demon with unimaginable speed. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The yellow-eyebrow old demon's heart tightened, and he knew that he couldn't dodge, and a bright golden light appeared in his right hand covered with black hair, reflecting the entire palm of his hand into gold, and in his backhand, he hit the life-urging divine knife.
In the next moment, the divine knife dodged the golden fist, circled the golden right arm in a half-arc, and easily cut off the half of the arm.
The yellow-eyed old demon let out a low cry, not daring to use his body to shake the divine sword again, and urged the power of the divine soul with all his might, trying his best to escape.
It has long been said that the strongest ability of the White Bone Spirit is always not combat power or defensive power, but his escape supernatural ability, which can also be understood as speed.
The severely traumatized yellow-eyed old demon couldn't escape at his speed, and even the distance between the two immortals was getting closer and closer.
"Your right hand is gone, so I want your left hand next. The white bone spirit eyes were like blood, and he threw the two long knives in his hand together.
Escape......
The Escape ......
Can't go back!
Even though he felt that the blade was already on his back, the yellow-eyed old demon didn't dare to turn around anymore, so he had to prop up layers of defense behind him.
However, under the divine sword that can break all laws, all defenses are in vain.
Like two snake dragons, the two divine knives came behind the old demon with yellow eyebrows, opening their mouths to bite his left arm.
In an instant, his entire left arm was strangled into foam, fluttering in the wind.
"Next, it's the legs!" the white bone spirit's voice was cold and cold, as if he was a soul envoy from the netherworld, harvesting the life of the yellow-eyed old demon little by little.
Seven divine knives, four of which were left by the white bone spirit, were used for self-defense, to prevent the yellow-eyed old demon dog from jumping off the wall in a hurry, turning his head and dying with him.
The remaining three were all released by him, turned into three snake dragons, and gnawed away the legs of the yellow-eyed old demon.
All limbs are gone, and the yellow-eyed old demon is still running away for his life, shouting loudly: "Help, help!"
One after the other, they chased and caught up, crossing a territory of 100,000 miles, and along the way, they alarmed countless Qi Refiners and gods, as well as many great sects.
Some immortals who wanted to see righteousness and courage saw the appearance of the white bone spirit clearly, and suddenly extinguished this nonsense thought.
Justice is more important than life, of course, the latter.
"Next, it's your head. In front of everyone's eyes, the white bone spirit pointed to the head of the yellow-eyebrow old demon and spoke.
"Guanyin, Buddha, do you really want to watch me being tortured and killed? Donglai Buddha, I have served you for thousands of years, and you are so cold-hearted?"
The white bone spirit was expressionless, his hand raised and fell, and he cut off the head of the yellow-eyed old demon, completely destroyed his body, looked at the other party's dimly lit divine soul and said, "Next, it is your divine soul that will be wiped out." ”
"Great Sage, please be merciful. Just as the White Bone Spirit wanted to completely destroy the old demon with yellow eyebrows, a warm and generous voice suddenly came from the eastern sky.
The White Bone Spirit didn't pay any attention to this, and his mind controlled the divine sword, rushing towards the Yellow Eyebrow Old Demon at a faster speed.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The invincible, divine sword with Yan Jun's divine power was beaten back by a wide sleeve, and his breath was sluggish.
Bai Gujing's footsteps paused slightly, and he looked closely, but he saw that the big ears and face-to-face faces of the people who came, and the shoulders were full of fat bodies. A spring mood is full of joy, and the eyes are sparkling. The open sleeves are full of blessings, and the shoes are sprinkled with strong spirits. The first statue in the Elysium, Nan no Maitreya laughing monk.
"What does the Buddha from the East have to say when he stops this saint?" said the white bone spirit knowingly.
Maitreya Buddha stretched out his finger and pointed at the soul of the yellow-eyed old demon, and said with a wry smile: "Helpless, helpless, just for this bold disciple." ”
"Disciple?" Bai Gujing's voice was slightly cold, and he said, "This means that what the old demon with yellow eyebrows said is true, he has served you for thousands of years?"
"It's true. Maitreya Buddha bowed his head and said: "He was originally a Si Pan boy in my palace, and he has been with me for thousands of years. On the third day of March, when I rushed to the feast of the first day, I left him in the palace to guard it, but I did not think that it was my dereliction of duty that he had stolen my golden cymbal and mallet (mace) and sent him down to cause trouble. ”
"Let's not say whether it is a dereliction of duty or not. The white bone spirit said in a deep voice: "Do you know that this old demon set up a small Leiyin Temple, proclaimed himself the Great Buddha, imprisoned Sanzang and others with golden cymbals, and later turned Sanzang into slavery...... All kinds of bad deeds are hard to write. I'll ask you now, are you behind all this?"
The question raised by the White Bone Spirit was so sharp that it was like a knife that was plunged deep into Maitreya Buddha's heart.
If he had said that he had his own mastermind, then he would no longer be able to survive in the western heavens with this guilt alone. If he said that there was no mastermind of his own, then the yellow-eyed monster who committed such a mistake would be even more guilty and must be severely punished.
"As one of the three Buddhas of the West Heaven and the Buddha of the East, how can I set up my own Xiaoleiyin Temple?" Mida Buddha made a choice in an instant, and said seriously: "That's why I said that I am a bold child. ”
A sneer bloomed at the corner of the white bone spirit's mouth, and said, "This is not something that can be ended with boldness, the yellow-eyed old demon must die!"
Maitreya Buddha gradually restrained the smile on his face, and said in a deep voice: "I can let this evil obstacle kneel down and apologize to you, I can let him lift the transformation of Sanzang, to this extent, the great sage is not willing to reconcile?"
"There's something wrong with your logic. The Bone Spirit said solemnly: "He has caused us harm, and he should apologize." He forcibly crossed Sanzang, and it is also appropriate to lift the crossing of Sanzang. These two things are what he should do, to make up for his mistakes, not to be punished for doing something wrong. Only death can completely cleanse him of his sins. ”
Maitreya Buddha said, "Great Sage of White Bones, I always thought that you were a person who knew how to be flexible. ”
"Some things can be flexible, but some things don't. The white bone spirit clenched the long sword in his hand and said, "Does the Buddha from the East want to protect this evil demon regardless of his reputation?"
Maitreya Buddha looked at her blood-red eyes, paused for a moment, and finally reluctantly compromised and stepped aside.
Compared with his reputation in Buddhism, a mere boy and a disciple are really insignificant.
"The Buddha who is tired of fame!" the white bone spirit sneered in his heart, holding two divine swords in his hands, surrounded by five sword lights, stepping on the void, step by step towards the old demon who was depressed.
"Yellow eyebrows, die!"