Chapter 12: The Demon Buddha

The Demon King's eyes were gloomy and gloomy, "What nonsense!"

There is no such thing as a half-demon at all!

This monk ...... It's an excuse to kill!

Zhao Zi'an was high-spirited, and said unruly: "Bold and demonic, dare to be presumptuous in front of the true Buddha!"

As the words fell, the mana around them surged, and in the blink of an eye, those who were still rushing forward froze in place, unable to move.

"Demons, demons, kill!"

With a loud shout, Zhao Zi'an waved his palm, and the body of the old man in charge suddenly burst, and the flesh and blood flew sideways, startling the legs of several other people.

"Demon, demon monk!"

Zhao Zi'an's eyes were extremely cold, "Demon monks, you are demons!"

A traitor is always more disgusting than an enemy.

In his eyes, although these people are still human beings, their hearts and shapes are no different from demons, or even more hateful!

"To be a tiger, but also to be a person?" he glanced at those who were trembling and trembling, and said murderously: "You are riddled with karma, and my cultivation is shallow, so I have to send you to see the Buddha. ”

After speaking, Zhao Zi'an took a deep breath, and there was a faint thunder in the sky, and then, he pinched the magic trick with both hands, and shouted in his mouth: "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, King Kong Demon Suppression!"

A roar came from within him, and a golden light appeared on his body, like a living Buddha, but his eyebrows were full of murderous intent.

The entire demon city was shaken, and the invisible majesty pressed the demon king's heart, it was hard to imagine that there would be such a powerful cultivator in the world.

"Unbeatable!"

Four words came to his mind.

"Bald donkey!" The demon king didn't care to maintain that leisurely posture, his body swelled, his fangs pierced out his lips, and his appearance became even more hideous, and he grabbed a mortal who had just flattered him, and said brutally: "If you don't stop, I'll kill him!"

Zhao Zi'an's eyes were like lightning, and he said domineeringly: "Noise!"

A palm out, like a brilliant sun, and like an ancient dragon, the palm sound roars, like a dragon's roar, shocking!

The demon king changed color, he didn't expect that this monk didn't care about the hostages at all, and lived the world with compassion in a quiet time, but his shot was shocking, fierce and domineering!

The man who was caught by the demon king showed fear in his eyes, "Mage, save me, save me!"

"Humph!"

Snorted coldly, Zhao Zi'an didn't show any mercy, and skimmed over with his palm, whether it was the demon soldiers in the distance, or this mortal who was fighting for the tiger, the life was gone!

Only a few people who did not reveal their intention to him lived.

One palm falls, and the whole city is silent!

The corpses everywhere were silent, and the living were silent, and they didn't dare to speak out at all.

The splash of blood dyed the monk's robe red, and Zhao Zi'an, who was still dripping blood, was like a demon Buddha at this moment, standing in the sea of blood.

The demon king stood stupidly in place, and the mortal in his hand who was regarded as a talisman had already bled to death in seven orifices, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Can't beat it!

Run? He had seen this monk's speed before, and he couldn't escape at all!

Admit defeat? He was faintly unwilling in his heart.

He has been practicing so far, is it just to be a mount or a Dharma protector spirit beast?

Syllable.

The demon king knelt on his knees, lowered his head, and said bitterly: "The magic power of the mage is unfathomable, the little demon is willing to sit down and listen to the wonderful sound of the Dharma in the mage, please take the mage in." ”

"Take in?" Zhao Zi'an seemed to have heard some ridiculous joke, with a looming scarlet in his eyes, and sneered: "Do you think that if you are alive, I want to subdue you?"

The Demon King's lowered face was hideous, but when he raised his head, he made a pitiful look: "Master, doesn't Buddhism pay attention to putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot? What's more, killing is too heavy, and it is not good for your cultivation. ”

Zhao Zi'an ignored it, but looked at the sky above the demon city.

There...... There are countless mortals who have been devoured by this demon king, and their resentment hovers here for a long time.

"You ...... Rest in peace. ”

He spoke in a soft voice that only he could hear.

The demon king was apprehensive in his heart, but he didn't dare to attack, so he had to continue to look at the monk in front of him and pray for him to have mercy.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon!Great Luo Mantra!Prajna Buddhas!" Zhao Zi opened his mouth suddenly, his voice was like thunder, majestic and majestic: "Current!"

His mana poured out wildly in an instant, even with his cultivation, his face turned three points pale, you can imagine how big the consumption was.

In the sky, the originally invisible resentment turned into a distorted human form with the support of Zhao Zi'an's mana.

"There is revenge, there is revenge. ”

Countless figures looked at the big demon below with hateful eyes, and rushed down.

These mortals who were devoured by the great demon before their death, after their death, their undissipating resentment surrounded the demon king.

They don't know how to spell, so they use their teeth to bite the demon king frantically.

The demon king wanted to fight back, but Zhao Zi'an's coercion fell again in an instant, and his figure stagnated again.

Horror, fear, regret, despair.

All kinds of emotions permeated the heart of the demon king.

"He who sows the cause must eat the fruit. All laws are empty, and cause and effect are not empty. Zhao Zi'an's robe was bloody, but there was compassion on his face: "You used to feed on people, and today you should suffer from the devouring of unjust souls, I hope you will get detachment as soon as possible, good, good." ”

A moment later, the Great Demon King, who was entrenched here and turned the human city into a demon land, was gnawed to the point that only white bones remained.

After the death of the big demon, those unjust souls were first dazed, and then they were replaced by gratitude, and they lined up in front of Zhao Zi'an, clasped their palms together, and bowed respectfully.

Then.

Vanish.

"All living beings are suffering. ”

Zhao Zi'an sighed, and under the killing, the haze in his heart seemed to disperse a little, which made him have some guesses about how to resolve the demons in his heart.

With killing, the heart is clear, and the demon obstacle is destroyed.

Compared with any epiphany, in his opinion, it may be more reliable to stop killing by killing.

"Master ......"

The living people trembled, and they didn't dare to leave without permission, and after a long time, someone only promised: "Thank you master for saving my life." ”

"Good, good, good. Zhao Zi'an came back to his senses, smiled and recited the Buddha's name, and his body exuded a faint Buddha light.

It gives a warm feeling.

If it weren't for the fact that his clothes were still dripping blood.

Xia Bing finally arrived in the demon city, and as soon as she entered, she smelled a strong smell of blood, and her face changed greatly: "It's not good, I'm afraid something happened to the master!"

She is not worried about the real sword and real gun, but she is afraid that the demon king will instigate mortals to make a move like before, in that case, I am afraid that the master will ...... I'm afraid the master......

She looked at Zhao Zi'an standing in the city stupidly, surrounded by mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, there were people and demons lying there, and there were huge skeletons, full of tooth marks, I don't know what I had experienced.

The others who were alive looked at the master with fear.

"What the hell just happened?"