Without waiting for Wei Yang to form a contract with everyone, the piece of jade of the soul in his hand emitted a dazzling light, pointing directly at a bull demon with a bull head and a human body among the people, and the bull demon was also very burly, faintly emitting this demonic aura, so that the red boy behind Wei Yang not only said in surprise: "Troll? ”

"Huh? Zhangjiao, this giant boy, is indeed talented and intelligent, he is Lao Niu's descendant disciple, Zhangjiao, he won't be the person you are looking for, right? ”

"Yes, it's him."

As he spoke, Wei Yang opened his palm, only to see that piece of life soul jade instantly turned into a streamer of light and shot into the center of the troll's eyebrows. The light of the Dao appeared, and the pitch-black demonic qi surrounded this person's body, making the Bull Demon King both happy and jealous, and a little confused, not knowing that in the future, he and this disciple should be so at ease.

"The master, us?"

"Bull Demon King, now that the master is no longer here, I will not drive you as a mount, I will pass on the Fa on behalf of the teacher, and accept you as a personal disciple, and your status is only below the direct disciple, what do you think?"

"Ah, thank you for teaching the great grace."

Seeing this, Wei Yang directly stretched out his finger and pointed at the center of the Bull Demon King's eyebrows, and that glimmer of light was Wei Yang's newly comprehended eighty-nine Xuangong, although this eighty-nine Xuangong is not as good as the method learned by Yang Jian and Wukong, but it is not inferior to the real eighty-nine Xuangong, and there is another mystery.

Seeing the Bull Demon King sitting cross-legged on the ground, the Dharma appeared behind him, and a flower bone condensed on his head, which made everyone very curious, I don't know what kind of Dao this Bull Demon King has obtained? It can condense the top three flowers. You must know that the Bull Demon King walked the method of using his strength to prove the Tao, and now he can turn it into the method of beheading three corpses, which is indeed confusing.

Wei Yang saw that the Troll King and the Bull Demon King were all sitting cross-legged on the ground, comprehending the inheritance method they had obtained, directly absorbing this spiritual vein, reaching out to cast immortal spells, and moving this Demon King Village into the world of Immortal Mansion.

As a result, 43,000 demons have joined Wei Yang and become new creatures of the Immortal Mansion, expanding the population of Xiniu Hezhou, and regaining the popularity of the Immortal Mansion world.

At this time, Yang Jian, who was running eastward, was a little uneasy in his heart, and when he saw Manjushri Bodhisattva, standing in the clouds and looking at him quietly, his heart was both happy and a little defensive.

"I wonder why the Bodhisattva is here? Some time ago, Tianzun also passed a message to me, asking me to find the traces of the Bodhisattva. ”

Although Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun sent a message to Yang Jian and asked him to send someone to find the traces of Manjushri Bodhisattva, he did not explicitly say that this Manjushri Bodhisattva may be self-contained, or it can be killed by others. At the moment, Yang Jian really didn't know that the Manjushri Bodhisattva in front of him had nothing to do with Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun.

"Waiting for you."

"Wait for me? Bodhisattva, what is this? ”

Just when Yang Jian was surprised, the Manjushri Bodhisattva suddenly made a move, and the lion treasure seal had already formed in his hand, and a golden light hit Yang Jian's chest.

'Poof'

Such a righteous and upright Buddhist Dharma seal fell on Yang Jian's chest, and he was immediately seriously injured. This is the second time Yang Jian has vomited blood, and if he does it again, it will almost kill him.

"Manjushri, what are you doing?"

At the moment, Yang Jian was really secretly complaining, fighting with the six great sages, almost exhausting his divine power, otherwise he would not have fought with Wei Yang, so he fled away.

At present, this Manjushri Bodhisattva suddenly made a move, which made his divine power even more depleted, but fortunately, what he cultivated was eight or nine Xuangong, which was the method of using strength to prove the Tao, so his body was still quite strong, but he resisted the other party's killing move, Yang Jian drank a word, and without waiting for Manjushri to answer him, he once again drove the flowing clouds away, and this time the direction was to the north.

Beiju Luzhou is still a barren land, whether it is Taoism or Buddhism, they have not paid attention to this wild place, so Yang Jian's choice is indeed right.

Unfortunately, is this really the case? The Manjushri Bodhisattva behind him followed closely, making Yang Jian go north with all his might, and when he was not far away, he saw an old man in a Taoist robe, standing quietly in the clouds, looking at him with a smile.

"Styx Ancestor? You, aren't you supposed to die? ”

"Death is life, life is death, Yang Jian, surrender your head and capture, the ancestor can also spare your life, if not? Hmph, this is the place where you will be destroyed. ”

"Hmph, how could I, Yang Jian, ......?"

'Boom'

A bloody light shot out from the hands of the Styx Ancestor, and immediately hit Yang Jian's body, and the blood-devouring and violent blood qi was constantly devouring his body, making Yang Jian completely stunned, why did this Manjushri Bodhisattva and the Styx Ancestor be the same, and they both made a sneak attack, didn't you lose the prestige of the saint and the Bodhisattva?

Without waiting for Yang Jian to react, the Styx Ancestor threw out a thing, which was the Twelve Rank Fire Red Lotus, only to see that Guanyin staring at Yang Jian sitting cross-legged, chanting Guanyin's heart mantra in his mouth, which was obviously an excessive move. And a black light rushed out, biting off half of Yang Jian's body, and seeing that it was the blood-winged black mosquito of the mosquito Dao person's body, which made Yang Jian even more frightened.

"Yang Jian, do you think that among the twelve rank of fire red lotus, it is possible to escape your life?"

Just after Yang Jian was devoured by the blood-winged black mosquito, the Styx Ancestor smiled slightly, and with a slight touch, a bloody light fell on a bee, and the bee instantly turned into Yang Jian's body.

Eighty-nine Xuangong is the method of proving the Tao with strength, although it is impossible to cut off the three corpses, but it is not without supernatural powers. And the Seventy-Two Transformations Technique is one of the spells that come with the Eighty-Nine Xuangong, and it is not Yang Jian's real magical power. Yang Jian combined the technique of seventy-two transformations with his true soul to condense seventy-two incarnations, thus deriving his natal supernatural powers, which he called seventy-two transformations.

Under the seventy-two transformations, Yang Jian can have seventy-two lives, if it were not for the previous exhaustion, and he was seriously injured by Manjushri Bodhisattva, these seventy-two transformations would be equivalent to his strength, although he could not cast immortal spells, but each incarnation had the strength of his body, and could even fight with the saints.

It's a pity that everything fell into Wei Yang's calculations, and at the moment when Yang Jian made a sneak attack, Wei Yang had secretly agreed on a plan with everyone, the purpose of which was to make Yang Jian lose and exert the ability of seventy-two.

At the moment, although Yang Jian can exert such magical powers, the strength of the seventy-two is far from being able to exert true power, how can he fight with the Styx Ancestor?

The seventy-two transformations were quickly discovered by the Styx Ancestor in the Twelve Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus, and the appearance of the blood light also made the seventy-two transformations appear one after another, and finally fell into the belly of the blood-winged black mosquito that followed.

Coupled with Guanyin's transcendent technique, the seventy-two true souls that Yang Jian had placed on him were annihilated under the mantra of Guanyin, and in the end he could only be defeated with hatred, and finally turned into ashes, even if he was reincarnated, he couldn't.

"Where are you going?"

The Styx Ancestor smiled slightly and said to Manjushri.

"Pudu sentient beings."

"Hehe, then I won't delay Daoyou, this sword will be sent to you, I hope you will kill the evil people in the world."

"Thank God for the treasure."

Yang Jian died, leaving only the three-pointed two-edged spear and the sword of cutting immortals, the gun belonged to a long weapon, which was not compatible with Manjushri's exercises, and the master of the Tongtian Sect also had two treasures, so he naturally did not value this sword of cutting immortals, so he directly took out this thing and gave it to Manjushri, which also made Manjushri very grateful.

"Mosquito Daoist, this gun will be handed over to you."

"Hehe, thank you for the gift, let's meet again in the future."

"Exactly."

"Manjushri, I want to go with you, but I don't know if you are willing?"

Guanyin walked down from the Twelve Grades of Fire Red Lotus, with a warm smile, walked to Manjushri Bodhisattva's side, the two glanced at each other, both smiled slightly, and did not say anything directly to the east.

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