"Even if the Living Buddha comes, I will kill it!" A cold and domineering voice came from the woman's mouth, and the fair-skinned hands erupted into even more terrifying power fluctuations.

Before the lama could finish speaking, her phone shattered, and her whole person was torn apart.

Put away your sword!

The woman's eyes were cold, and she closed her eyes again.

"What a terrifying Ten Thousand Demon Sacrifice, tell King Qin Guang and let King Qin Guang decide this matter!" In the distance of the night, a ghost-like figure quietly left.

Just as this person left, a terrifying sword light descended again, directly slashing at the area where the figure was standing, and the ghost disappeared like lightning.

At the same moment, there was a vibration in the Great Snow Mountain in the Western Regions, and a figure with a fat head and big ears and a golden robe looked in the direction of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, his eyes were pale golden, like the eyes of a Buddha, it was a living Buddha.

"The Devil's Pattern is born!" The Living Buddha lost his voice, and a screaming voice came from his mobile phone.

"Click!"

The living Buddha crushed the mobile phone in his hand, and then the living Buddha's face was solemn.

"Magic Pattern!"

"Magic Pattern!"

"Living Buddha." A figure came to the living Buddha, and this person was the master of Bukong.

"There is a big matter, notify the Tang family, the Long family, the Bei family, Shaomu Mountain, Feixian Pavilion and other forces." The Living Buddha said with a solemn expression.

"It's been notified." Master Bukong said: "Let's go, let's take a look first." ”

When the living Buddha heard this, he nodded slightly, his figure rose to the sky, his golden light bloomed, and he rushed to the direction of the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, and soon came to the sky above the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, his eyes looked at the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge coldly, and suddenly saw the top of the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.

When his gaze fell on the figure sitting cross-legged on the blood-colored lotus, the eyes of the Living Buddha suddenly became extremely hot.

"It's a woman!" The Living Buddha looked ecstatic, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laughed: "Okay, good, the cultivation is a little weak!" ”

"Living Buddha, have you taken a fancy to this woman?" Master Bukong looked at the woman on the blood-colored lotus with a smile and said.

"Yes, I knew I wouldn't notify anyone else." Hearing this, the Living Buddha nodded slightly and said, "I originally thought that the owner of this demon pattern was very terrifying, but looking at her current situation, I can completely suppress her and make up for it!" ”

"In that case, I'll message them back and say there's no such thing." Bukong smiled and said: "It is enough for your cultivation to skyrocket, and it will be of great use when you hit Nirvana in the future." ”

"Yes, the Joy Zen I taught is mysterious, and I can absorb some of the power of the magic pattern through the Joy Zen, so that the magic power can skyrocket." The Living Buddha said with a burning look in his eyes: "You can also absorb some of it." ”

Joy Zen Gong is a set of supreme spiritual skills of Tantra.

It was once recorded in Huanxi Zen that a man who practiced this divine skill could make up for any woman in the world, of course, provided that his cultivation was weaker than that of a man.

Not even if you're wearing a magic pattern.

Of course, there is a reminder on it that you must be careful when collecting and replenishing the owner of the magic pattern, otherwise you will end up with a tragic death, directly absorb a part of the magic pattern, and use your own Buddha power to suppress and digest these magic patterns to make the magic power skyrocket.

"Amitabha, good!" Master Bukong said happily.

"But after the replenishment, you must resolutely kill, the magic patterns on her body are endless, if she becomes strong, she will chase us endlessly." The Living Buddha reminded.

The person who has mastered the demon pattern is an existence like a demon master, how can it be blasphemed.

"I naturally understand this, okay, let's do it quickly." Master Bukong said with a sneer, his eyes glaring at the woman sitting cross-legged on the blood-colored lotus and said, "I have already informed them and told them that they were mistaken. ”

"Okay, be careful of the Ten Thousand Demon Sacrifice!" The Living Buddha looked at the woman on the blood-colored lotus with burning eyes.

Bukong Wenyan nodded slightly, and immediately came to the sky above the Ten Thousand Demon Sacrifice with the Living Buddha, but when the two of them just approached, the woman on the blood-colored lotus opened her eyes, and there was a magic light flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Zheng!"

A sword roar rang out.

The Heavenly Demon Sword rose up in the air, and a blood-colored sword light rose into the sky, slashing at the figures of the two people, and the terrifying sword light made the Living Buddha and the Master of the Void change color.

"Broken!"

The two of them, Master Bukong and the Living Buddha, each sneered, and each of them swung out a huge palm like a Buddha, and then slammed into this sword light.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, a huge burst of power erupted.

The terrifying sword light directly tore through the huge palm, and then slashed the figures of Xiang Living Buddha and Bukong.

"Broken!"

Suddenly, the divine light bloomed in the hand that was not empty, and a golden long stick broke out of the air and smashed this sword light.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the sword light shattered.

The figures of the Living Buddha and Bukong disappeared in an instant, and they came to the void a few hundred meters away.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The roar of the ghost crying wolf sounded, and the demonic aura on the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge soared into the sky, the demon shadows were heavy, and the sand and stones were flying, as if the demon world was opened, giving people a feeling of dusk and apocalypse.

"Heaven and earth, I am the only demon!"

"I am born for the devil, I am dead for the devil!"

A loud voice came from the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, like the roar of the Ten Thousand Demons, the blood light soared into the sky, and the blood-colored blood balls were even more dazzling, extremely bewitching, echoing the moonlight in the sky.

"What a terrifying sword!"

The Living Buddha said with palpitations: "How can her strength be so strong? ”

"Ten Thousand Demon Sacrifice, it is Ten Thousand Demon Sacrifice, I know, there is a lot of magic power on Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, she stimulates this power through Ten Thousand Demon Sacrifice, and the long sword in her hand is the Heavenly Demon Sword!" Master Bukong said.

"Heavenly Demon Sword, Qinglong Chamber of Commerce, I remember, this woman is Lin Feng's wife!" The Living Buddha's face suddenly changed drastically.

"Lin Feng, the wife of this little beast?" Master Bukong's face turned cold when he heard this.

"Yes, yes, I can't imagine it." The Living Buddha said with a cold face: "Although I have never seen this woman, I have heard that she used the Step by Step Black Lotus at the Bronze Conference of the Qinglong Chamber of Commerce, and she holds the Heavenly Demon Sword. ”

"Lin Feng!" Master Bukong's eyes were hot when he heard this: "Whatever, this woman must be suppressed, I will call someone now to suppress this woman tonight!" ”

"No, it will leave my tantric sect in emptiness." The Living Buddha shook his head and said with a sneer: "We can gather people from other forces to come together, and then fight for the right to dispose of this woman, this place is the closest to us, and it is natural for us to dispose of it!" ”

"Yes, yes, she is very terrible when she fights back, Ten Thousand Demon Ridge, Ten Thousand Demon Ridge." Master Bukong looked at the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge with deep jealousy in his eyes.

More than an hour later.

One by one, the figures broke through the air, there were five figures, a monk was the immeasurable master, an old man from the Feixian Pavilion, wearing a Tang costume, giving people a luxurious feeling, the old man's name was Zhang Chi.

Feixian Pavilion, a figure who condensed the primordial gods.