Abbot Xiaoxiang stretched out his hand and pointed, and the bronze bell continued to rotate, instantly turning into a long rainbow through the sky, and directly attacked the white ape who was busy dealing with the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi and the old Taoist in gray clothes, and the body was empty.

The huge Sanskrit sound shook the heavens and the earth, so that the sky above the Burning Lamp Temple was full of Sanskrit sound for a while.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, the white ape changed color slightly, apparently recognizing this thing.

"It's the old thief Fahua Zhong, how can it be in the hands of this little monk?"

Obviously, it has suffered a big loss from this bronze bell and has a deep memory of it.

Although relying on the Ten Thousand Demon Sword Box, it finally beat the Heart Zen Master to a serious injury, but it was disturbed by the Sanskrit sound of the Fahua Bell, and was also hit head-on by the Heart Zen Master Sacrifice Bell, and it took more than ten days to recover, otherwise it would not have come back to take revenge at this time.

Endless Sanskrit sound, for ordinary people have no feelings.

But falling into the ears of a demon beast like it was enough to shock it to be dizzy, confused, and have the illusion of body separation.

Not daring to slack off, it hurriedly made a move, summoned back the Sancheng sword shadow, aimed at the abbot of Xiaoxiang, and could no longer use all its strength to deal with the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi and the old man in gray in mid-air.

The pressure on the two of them was much less, and the scorching sun mountains and rivers and the ancient peach wood sword shone brightly, gradually forcing back the sword shadow, and slowly gaining the upper hand.

"Sword Curtain Protector!"

At least a thousand long swords emitting jade-colored blood light surrounded the white ape's body, constantly rotating, like a white jade sword curtain.

The bronze bell hit in an instant, and a deafening terrifying roar sounded, and most of the sword shadows dissipated in an instant, even if there were still a few, they still supported its body, and the light was dim and scattered.

However, the Fahua bell also roared and flew back upside down.

After all, Abbot Xiaoxiang's cultivation is not as good as his master, if the Heart Zen Master is here, dealing with the white ape with only three percent of the sword shadow protection, this blow is enough to make it suffer a heavy blow.

But Rao is like this, just this blow, because the white ape was disturbed by the sound of the Buddha, and he couldn't help but be unstable for a while, his qi and blood were boiling, and his control over the sword shadows on the other two sides was weakened a lot.

Seeing the opportunity, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi suddenly shouted: "Do it!"

The words fell, and in the darkness, a long laugh came.

"Confucianism, 10,000 volumes of poetry and books are ecstatic!"

Immediately, countless white scrolls flew into the air.

The scroll emitted a dazzling white light, turning the pages frantically, and the sound of Confucianism and Taoism sounded, as if the heavens and the earth had just opened, penetrating into the ears of the white ape.

"Ah......h

With a terrible scream, the white ape was instantly hit hard.

"Damn, you still have an ambush!"

It never expected that the three people in front of him were not all the forces in this Western Song City.

There is also a person who has been hiding in the shadows, waiting for the moment when it reveals its flaws.

First broke the Demon Suppression Wanjing Great Array of the Burning Lamp Temple, and it lost a mouthful of essence blood, and the loss was already small.

Dealing with the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi and the gray-clothed old Taoist at the same time, it could only barely gain the upper hand, and it lost its second bite of natal essence blood.

When the abbot of Xiaoxiang also joined in with the Fahua Bell in his hand, it was exhausted and could only barely resist.

But I never expected that these three people were not killers.

"Who are you?"

The body swelled wildly, it was furious, and its whole body, for a while, was full of demonic energy, full of strong resentment, and screamed.

In the darkness, a figure wrapped in white light flew in from a distance.

This person is also a scholar full of bookish atmosphere, but unlike Zhang Jinghai, he is dressed in white, holding a white jade pen in his left hand, holding a black scripture in his right hand, his long hair is flying, he swept to the center of the battlefield, and smiled at the white ape.

"Scholar, Zhang Lingxu!"

"Okay, you're good!"

The white ape shouted angrily: "Today, none of you can escape. ”

As soon as the words fell, it gritted its teeth and spurted out three mouthfuls of essence blood in succession, squirting towards the pitch-black wooden box in its hand.

The wooden box was ordinary, and it looked like a sword-holding utensil.

But when the essence and blood were excited, it instantly swished, broke away from its palm, and then continued to hover automatically in mid-air.

Countless black mist poured out frantically in all directions, and continued to spread out in all directions.

In the mist, there were bursts of arrogant laughter that got out of the predicament, and one by one dragged the long tails, and the strange demon black shadows quickly rushed around, biting people when they saw them, and destroying things when they saw them.

"Hahaha, you guys are playing with eggs, this is the most powerful ability of this Ten Thousand Demons Sword Box, there is anger, and Ten Thousand Demons are out of the box. Originally, the deity didn't want to use this trick, but you forced the deity, so let's die together!"

After squirting three mouthfuls of essence blood in a row, the white ape's expression instantly withered, and his body, which was originally six feet tall, shrank rapidly, and only half of it was left in the blink of an eye.

Obviously, the continuous consumption of natal essence blood is unimaginably depleted.

But at this time, it was already crazy, obviously losing a lot of qi and blood, but it looked crazy, and the thousands of sword shadows that were originally dim and withered seemed to have a tendency to regain their prosperity.

"Not good!"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jinghai, Zhang Lingxu, Lao Taoist, and Xiaoxiang Abbot all showed shock on their faces, and finally remembered the name of the wooden box.

"Ten Thousand Demon Sword Case. ”

"It turns out that the sword box is just a suffix, and the Ten Thousand Demons is its real name?"

"Stop it quickly, otherwise there will be no tiles left in this Western Song City." ”

The faces of the four people were solemn, and they hurriedly came up with their own means, such as the scorching sun mountains and rivers, the ancient peach wood sword, the ancient jade pen and ancient book, and the Fahua bell, exuding the light of the Dao, purifying the black shadow, and dispelling the demonic atmosphere.

But more demon shadows, constantly rushing out, seem to have an endless trend.

Below, the three yellow-clothed monks, seeing this, their faces changed, and they hurriedly shouted: "Fight again!"

The words fell, the three of them were in the shape of a pin, back to back, and suddenly recited the scriptures of the Pumen Pin Dafa mantra again at the same time, although this time, there was no blessing of the Ten Thousand Scriptures, but these three people were all strong people of the Duxin Zen master, even if they were not as good as the heart Zen master, but they were also first-class masters in the Burning Lamp Temple.

The three of them recited the scriptures at the same time, and in an instant, a large number of brilliant flame scriptures reappeared in the void, forming an illusory array, trapping the thousands of demon shadows who were eager to escape.

After glancing at each other, Zhang Lingxuan waited, saw the opportunity, and hurriedly said: "Don't be busy dealing with this sword box first, it's important to deal with the white ape." ”

As soon as the words fell, the four of them rushed towards the white ape, whose body was already extremely weak.

"Three thousand feet of scorching sun!"

"Three feet of deep snow, bright overnight!"

"Dao Technique, Gasification Gold!"

"Fahua Bell, King Kong subdued the demon!"

The four of them shot together, Zhang Jinghai scorched the sun in the mountains and rivers, the scorching sun rose again, the white jade pen in Zhang Lingxu's hand stroked in the void, countless snowflakes fluttered one after another, and fell instantly, the ancient peach wood sword in the old Taoist's hand pointed out, and a sword qi quickly galloped out, changing color in mid-air, showing a golden sword shadow, stabbing directly into the heart of the white ape.

The abbot of Xiaoxiang sacrificed the Fahua Bell, and a round of golden circles of light appeared on it, heading towards the white ape demon beast.

In the blink of an eye, the four masters used their hole cards together, and the white ape demon beast barely resisted a few times, but after all, it was defeated, and the sword shadows that had not had time to recover screamed and dispersed.

Immediately, the scorching sun shone on the body, quickly approaching its demon body.

The scorching sun obviously contained a strong power to destroy evil, and the hair on its body quickly burned, and then on top of its complete body, holes and holes suddenly appeared, and curling gray smoke rose from the holes.

And then, Zhang Lingxu's Confucianism and Taoism spell attacked, and thousands of snowflakes turned into a small snowflake blade, cutting its two arms into pieces in an instant, and flesh and blood were sprinkled all over the ground.

The gold came again, piercing the heart directly.

The golden aperture shroud, the phantom of a three-foot white ape, kept wailing inside, trying to break out, but it was difficult to get out no matter what, so it could only gradually dim, and finally Abbot Xiaoxiang casually threw out a moon-white ring-shaped jade pendant and put it away.

After the demon ape was in ambush, the four of them finally took out their hands to help the three yellow-clothed monks deal with the many demons that were constantly flying in mid-air.

This time, without the restraint of the white ape, the four of them used all their means, and finally swept away all the demonic atmosphere that flew out of the sword box one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the sky was clear, and a big battle came to an end.

If it weren't for the fact that the four of them were all out of breath, and there were many monks in the monastery below, all of them looked wilted, spitting blood from their mouths, as if they were out of strength, otherwise they wouldn't have felt the existence of this big war.

"It's finally over!"

The four of them slowly floated back to the courtyard from mid-air, and then, their eyes fell on the pitch-black wooden box that slowly fell in the sky above, and the seven small jade swords scattered around.

"High-grade magic weapon, Ten Thousand Demon Sword Box. ”