The white-faced young general flew up, the silver spear in his hand burst with colorful light, and after charging his strength, he sent out the heaviest blow and rushed straight to the golden horde!

But just as he was in front of the Golden Horde, a hand was stretched out from within. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This one held a dagger in his hand, flashing with a faint black aura, and lightly struck with the silver spear of the white-faced young general.

While!

The air was distorted, and the dagger and the silver spear collided, producing a huge sound, Shen Lin's heart trembled, only to feel a tightness in his chest, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

And the surrounding thieves fell to the ground screaming one after another.

Boom!

The white-faced young man rolled and flew back upside down, falling heavily to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Shen Lin's pupils shrank sharply, and an ominous feeling surged in his heart.

Just one move, and the white-faced young general was repelled?

Yuantong jumped up immediately behind the white-faced young general, revealing an immovable golden body in mid-air, and the golden light seemed to have turned into the sun, emitting a thousand rays of light.

The peachwood rod turned crimson at this moment, as if it was ignited by the power of gold.

The dagger stretched out from the golden tent seemed to suddenly be much heavier, and in the face of Yuantong's unstoppable blow, the dagger suddenly slashed out a black light, and the golden light of Yuantong slammed violently.

Dangdang, dangdang!

A series of gold and iron resonances resounded like firecrackers, and the round golden body violently swung the peachwood stick, but it was never able to break through the blockade of the small dagger, and finally had to jump back upside down and fall to the ground.

Yuantong gasped heavily, his breathing sounded like a bellows sounding, obviously the fight just now was extremely draining on him.

The dagger was slowly retracted, and Yuantong's offensive seemed to be useless.

But the next moment, a crackling sound sounded, and the entire golden tent scattered and shattered as if it had exploded, revealing the figure inside.

Seeing his appearance, Shen Lin opened his mouth.

Liu Dahai.

Sitting in the golden tent turned out to be Liu Dahai, who killed the Pang father and son in Shiqiao Town?

"It's ridiculous! A small life, but vainly trying to challenge the supreme dignity! Liu Dahai glanced at the white-robed young general who fell to the ground, then looked at Yuantong, and finally his gaze fell on Shen Lin's face.

"You lowly and stupid people should not come to the demon realm of the deity and challenge my dignity! Now, do you regret it? Liu Dahai looked proud: "Because your humble life is about to end in the hands of the deity, I will turn you into the lowest ghost, and then like these fools, you will be sealed in my eternal demon realm!" ”

"Amitabha!" Yuantong recited a Buddha horn and said: "Eliminate the demon and defend the Buddha, even if he dies, his heart will not regret it!" ”

"Hahaha!" Liu Dahai laughed loudly: "What a stupid monk, I have seen a lot of people like you, the deity's favorite thing to do back then was to cut off the hands and feet of the monks who were not enlightened, make them into human sticks and tie them to the wood, let the sun shine, let the birds peck at them, listen to their screams, and see if they are really dedicated to the Buddha!" ”

"It's a pity......" Liu Dahai shook his head: "You monks, you are all elm pimples that don't open your mind, and no one begs for mercy from the deity, it's really boring." ”

Shen Lin squinted his eyes and said lightly, "So, you are the evil demon in this demon realm?" ”

"I'm the Demon Venerable! How dare you use such an irreverent title! Liu Dahai glared at Shen Lin angrily.

Shen Lin shook his head: "Demon Venerable? A beam-jumping clown who doesn't dare to show his true face, does he dare to call himself a demon venerable? ”

Liu Dahai looked at Shen Lin, and a cold light shot out of his eyes.

After a while, he smiled self-deprecatingly and said softly, "You're right, in the face of you ants, the deity really doesn't have to hide his true face. ”

As the words fell, a thick black aura quickly emerged from his body, enveloping his body.

A few seconds later, the black qi slowly disappeared, the original Liu Dahai was gone, and standing in front of Shen Lin was a young man in a black robe.

The man was pale, without any blood, and his appearance was very handsome, his pupils were purple, his lips were a little blue, and the tip of his long silver hair was like silver frost, revealing a small silver horn.

"Introduce yourself...... the black-robed man smiled: "The deity is called the 'Silver Horn Saint King', and he is the master of this demon realm. ”

The Silverhorn Saint King? Shen Lin laughed and said, "Is it more majestic than the Silver Horn King?" It's a pity, judging from the description in Journey to the West, that one is at least a thousand times more powerful than you. ”

"It doesn't matter if it's 10,000 times, the deity allows you to speak as fast as you want for the time being." The Silver Horn Saint King smiled, "Because you're dying." ”

After saying this, the Silver Horn Saint King's body shook, and he shot at Shen Lin without warning.

So fast!

Shen Lin only had time to have this thought in his mind, and the next moment he was knocked away by the Silver Horn Saint King who rushed in front of him.

Fan Tie's body seemed to have lost its effect before this blow, and Shen Lin felt a strange force penetrate through his body, quickly covering his whole body, as if he had suffered an electric shock, and his whole body was in severe pain.

But the body of a martial artist who could feel it was not completely useless, and Shen Lin had time to instinctively bend down slightly, and met the blow with his shoulder, avoiding the vital point in his chest.

But all of a sudden, his right shoulder was broken instantly, and half of his arm couldn't move.

Yuantong roared and rushed up waving a peachwood stick.

"Huh! Look for death! The Silver Horn Saint King knocked Yuantong away with a blow, and stepped closer to Shen Lin again, looked at Shen Lin condescendingly and indifferently, and waved his hand to grab Shen Lin's head.

While!

At the moment of crisis, a silver spear blocked the hand of the Silver Horn Saint King and saved Shen Lin's life.

White-faced youngster!

He actually stood up again and blocked the blow.

The Silver Horn Saint King said impatiently: "Thousand-year-old ghosts, the ghost is not gone!" The deity has kept you alive for so long, and today I will overtake you into reincarnation! ”

As soon as the words fell, the black gas in his hand was filled, condensing into a demonic sword, and the white-faced young man was sent flying with one sword.

The white-faced young man spurted blood wildly, his whole body crackled, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

But at this time, Yuantong rushed over again, his hands were folded, and the virtual image of the immovable King Ming behind him was quickly sealed.

"Nanma! Samandovat! Brave! ”

"Headprint! Headroom! ”

"Eye prints! Destroy the Evil! ”

"Mouth prints! Sound industry! ”

"Heart Seal! Wande! ”

"Alayya! Four seals! ”

Yuantong's head, eyes, mouth, and heart erupted with brilliant golden light, forming a volley of light that appeared in the air, enveloping the Silver Horn Saint King inside.

The light mask continued to shrink, and at the same time, runes flashed, and the slightest trace of lightning turned into countless golden swords, stabbing at the Silver Horn Saint King's body.

The virtual statue of the Immovable Ming King behind Yuantong sang a silent Buddha seal, waving his hand to suppress the Silver Horn Saint King.

"It's kind of interesting!" The Silver Horn Saint King was trapped by the light mask, his body was no longer able to move, he looked at the arm of the Immovable Ming King who was suppressed above, and the corners of his lips rose slightly.

"This little monk's methods are much more powerful than many old monks."

"It's a pity......" The Silver Horn Saint King slowly raised his right hand, and as he moved, Yuantong's face showed a look of struggle.

"Still not enough to see!" The Silver Horn Saint King waved his hand suddenly, and a black qi rushed straight up, shattering the light shield with a bang.