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The strength of the Dharma Master of Wanfa Temple, Emperor Yunxiao, has learned something from the mouth of the old monk Zhimin, that is already the physical body of the Buddha, just wait for the realm to step into that line, you can immediately achieve the supreme existence of the land immortals.

Even if its strength is compared with the current Red Demon Lord Jun Tianxiang, it is not much worse, it seems that it is the fish that has fought for eternity and broken the net, and was finally taken advantage of by various families.

"Did the fish that slipped through the net in Wanfa Temple back then, hahahaha, Fatian's old immortal vainly tried to destroy the soul of this emperor, but unfortunately, he fell into the nest. If it weren't for this, how could there be the glory of this emperor today. ”

The Red Demon Lord Jun Tian laughed, his eyes were full of banter, and he looked at the old monk Zhimin's gaze with a cold forehead.

His resentment against Fatian, the Dharma Master of Wanfa Temple, can be called a surging river, which is difficult to wash away, if it wasn't for the old monk's efforts to suppress him, he would not have forced him to borrow the corpse to resurrect his soul.

When he returned from rebirth, he didn't expect to be recognized by the remnants of Wanfa Temple, which saved him the matter of looking for Wanfa Temple again.

Although the Red Demon Lord Monarch Heaven, or the Ninth Pseudo-Emperor Chong Wan Gu was laughing, the smile was extremely bloodthirsty and cold, like a poisonous snake that chooses people to devour, full of ruthless taste.

The old monk Zhimin's heart contracted violently, and his heart turned upside down, he didn't expect that the first murderer of the original Wanfa Temple tragedy would reappear in front of him in such a way after decades.

Thinking back to the ruthlessness of this demon at the beginning, the old monk Zhimin's heart became more and more uneasy and shocked.

"No resentment monk, no matter what, you must not let this demon come out, this fang is the great demon who destroyed the Wanfa Temple in the first place, and the Lord Fa Tian, the head of the Wanfa Temple, was framed and assassinated by this fang. ”

The forehead of the old monk without anger was sweaty, and the cold and bone-chilling murderous intent was permeated, and as soon as he heard the name of Fatian, he immediately fell into deep memories.

Almost no one in the rivers and lakes knows where the master of the Wanfa Temple in the hundred countries of Ganzhou comes from, only the helmsman of the Seven Holy Lands knows a scale and a half claw.

Fatian's original Dharma name was Wuhui, and he was a descendant disciple of the first Buddha of Xiaoleiyin Temple, Vajra Bu Bad Buddha, and it can even be said that he was originally the successor of the next generation of Xiaoleiyin Temple.

It's just that something happened later, and there was no return to the small Leiyin Temple, calling himself Fatian, and it took 25 years to establish the Wanfa Temple that shook the hundred countries of Ganzhou.

"The Ninth Puppet Emperor is eternal, and the peerless Tianjiao Wuhui Senior Brother died in the conspiracy of this fang, in this case, even if the old man fights to abolish this body, he will have to seal it. ”

The monk gritted his teeth, beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his neck, the purple gold Zen staff and the blood-colored Buddha pearls were magnificent, and the enchantment of the marigold glass lamp was suddenly compressed, forcing towards the heavy eternity in the central area.

The faces of the four helmsmen were bitter, knowing that the old monk was surprisingly angry, maybe the others didn't know his relationship with the master of the Wanfa Temple, and they old fellows still didn't understand.

The master of Wanfa Temple was originally a ghost talent of Xiaoleiyin Temple for thousands of years, and some people even compared it with the ancestor of the Xuanyuan clan, saying that if he grew up, he might become the overlord of Vientiane.

However, it is such a person, who took unusual care of the little novice monk who was only more than ten years old at the time, and even taught him the mastery of Xiaoleiyin Temple every night, and used his own skills to wash the essence of it.

This is almost comparable to the kindness of father and brother, even the heart of iron and stone is unforgettable, after Fa Tian betrayed the Little Lei Yin Temple, it was almost impossible to see a smile on the face of the monk without anger.

The reason why he maintained the master of the Mahayana Temple like that, to a certain extent, was also because he inherited part of the mantle of the Lord of the Ten Thousand Laws Temple.

Now when I heard that the person in front of me who borrowed the corpse to resurrect his soul turned out to be the ninth pseudo-emperor of the Demon Realm who had framed and assassinated Fa Tian at the beginning, the monk without anger ran away violently, the breath in his body was agitated, and the internal force from the Round Wheel Dharma King poured into the marigold glass lamp like a rushing river.

"Heavy eternity, accept your life, the old man wants to avenge the senior brother who has no return!"

Seeing the blood, Emperor Yunxiao was slightly moved, and the old monk and monk had no anger, but they gave up enlightenment, and desperately urged the marigold glass lamp, wanting to completely block the eternal world in a small space and kill it in one fell swoop.

The current Red Demon Monarch Jun Tian may be called the Red Demon Monarch with a raised eyebrows, and his cold gaze looked at the unrelenting monk who was constantly oppressing him, and his hideous smile was mixed with a touch of bloodlust.

The more the monk was so bad, the more he was happier he became.

The thought of breaking free from the cage blessed on him and ruling the world as the Red Demon Lord made Chong Eternal tremble with excitement: "Come on, come on, let Bendi squeeze the last drop of blood out of you despicable creatures, and wail in despair." ”

The old monk pulled up the purple gold Zen staff, and the upside-down Zen staff rounded up the sharp and unparalleled, and the sharp aura of the stars converged on it, and he was determined to fight for eternity.

The lips of the Dharma King of the Round Wheel were pale, and there was a wry smile on his old face full of folds, and in the moment just now, the huge internal strength in his body was drained away by nearly two percent in an instant.

"I'm offended, Senior Brother Yuanlun, I'll apologize to you later. ”

"Marigold glass lamp, lock! purple gold Zen staff, condensation!"

The old monk roared, pointed to the ground with his left foot, leaned back with the purple gold Zen staff in his right hand, and suddenly projected it, aiming directly at the heavy eternal beings who had been circled within two zhang.

The sharp sound of breaking the air tore through everything, and the purple gold Zen staff carried the momentum of thunder and shot out, and the terrifying energy made the strong people around the cemetery group suddenly change color.

A great grandmaster is strong with two percent of his internal strength just for one blow, which must be a shock, which makes people tremble.

It's just a sneer of disdain, with his current ** strength, don't say that it is a blow from the great grandmaster's internal strength, even if it is a full blow, so what?

The land gods are the land gods, and extraordinary people can imagine how terrifying they are.

Puff!

The scarlet eyes of the heavy eons in the sealing enchantment were slightly surprised, this Zen staff actually penetrated his body protection true power and inserted it into his chest, although it could not penetrate, but the intense burning pain made him feel foggy.

When he saw the golden light at the end of the purple gold Zen staff, Chong Wangu's eyes trembled, like a cat that had been stepped on its tail.

"Buddha's golden body bone powder, damn it, you have to pay for it!"

"Ahhh

Chong Wangu roared angrily, his facial features were hideous, and the bright red blood qi was burned into black smoke through the purple gold Zen staff.

The relics left after the golden body Buddha's sitting are extremely harmful to their demon clan, especially for their existence that has stepped into the demon lord level, and the golden body bone powder is like a bone appendage, and it is difficult to pull out all of them.

Sting!

Chong Wangu pulled out the purple gold Zen staff, and blood dripped down, but the golden light at the wound flickered, constantly hindering his strong ** self-repair.

"You and the ants are going to die, this emperor no longer plans to wait with you and the snake, and today next year will be your death day. ”

Chong Wangu's fury was abnormal, and the demonic qi in his body was galloping and rolling, like wolf smoke, and it was endlessly poured towards the surrounding golden spell seal.

The innocent monk who succeeded in one move did not have the joy he imagined, but his face was pale, and he spewed out a mouthful of bloody arrows with a wow.

Heavy eternity went berserk, impacting the spell circle formed by the marigold glass lamp at any cost, and the demon-destroying power blessed by the "Death Curse" is being consumed bit by bit.

"Helm, you, are you alright?"

The monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple surrounded him, and they were shocked when they saw that the monk was pale and bleeding from his mouth and nose, and frantically rushed over to check on him.

"It's okay, it's the old man who is reckless, but I didn't expect that the golden body bone powder would be difficult to hit it hard, but it angered this fang, making it madly impact the enchantment of the marigold glass lamp. ”

The old monk smiled bitterly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth:

"At most, the old man can only hold on to one more pillar of incense, and he will no longer be able to trap this fang, so I don't want to be a junior brother, inform the helm of the Seven Holy Lands and the leaders of many powerful countries, and leave quickly." ”

Many strong people were shocked when they heard this, and only then did they notice that the Great Dewei Golden Wheel behind the Innocent Divine Monk was full of cracks, and it was obvious that Fang had just made a move to disturb his enlightenment, and it was he who suffered a lot of backlash.

The Wuxin Divine Monk's face turned pale, and he secretly said in his heart that it was over, and the failure of the Wuxin Enlightenment Dao was a huge blow to them.

The Round Wheel Dharma King's face was tense, and he hesitated for a long time, but finally took out the jade bottle on his waist: "Senior Brother Wuxi, the old man has a thing, which was the opportunity he obtained in the cemetery group before. Now that monsters are rampant, please take it. ”

The monk was slightly stunned, looking at the jade bottle in the hand of the Round Wheel Dharma King, he vaguely smelled a little medicinal fragrance: "The medicine excavated in the tomb, for thousands of years, the medicinal effect has long since dissipated." ”

He was grateful to His Holiness for being willing to take this thing out, but his injuries were not light, far from being treated with ordinary medicine.

The Wuxin Monk's eyes were shining, and he didn't care about the thirty-seven twenty-one, uncorked the bottle, directly poured out two dark green pills, and fed them to the old monk Wuzhi to swallow.

The Dharma King of the Round Wheel looked at the appearance of the heartless old monk's big hands, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, and his heart was dripping blood.

That's Xiao Huandan, there are four in total, and its precious value is self-evident, and he has only swallowed two of them so far.

The old monk couldn't bear to refuse the kindness of his junior brother, and swallowed the two Xiao Huandan, but when the Xiaohuan Dan entered his stomach, a feeling of comfort that almost melted him instantly poured out of the dantian.

The huge vitality filled his limbs along the meridians, and the vitality made the old monk suddenly change color, unbelievable.

"How is it possible, this, what kind of god pill is this in ancient times?"

King Yuanlun smiled bitterly: "When Lao Qu obtained it in the tomb, he only knew that this pill was called Xiao Huan Dan, there were four in total, according to the records of the animal skin paper on the side, this pill can treat a hundred injuries, especially effective for internal injuries. ”