While the old military god and Jin Yongsheng were talking, Yin Jiabao had already climbed onto the altar with his little fat legs, and shouted with some excitement: "Brother Yong, Brother Yong, I want this little white dragon, come and help me." ”

"Jiabao, don't ......"

Jin Yongsheng didn't have time to answer Yin Jiabao, only to see the old military god rushing forward with an arrow, but unfortunately the old man's action was still a step late, the fat man had already crossed the altar cordon, and then only heard a deafening bell, and the old military god's face immediately showed an ugly look, which is not worry-free, and the guy who can't see it at a glance will cause trouble every minute.

"The Buddha is here, who broke into the Demon Relief Array?"

Solve the Demon Circle!

"Who? who is talking, pretending to be a ghost, get out of here!" Jin Yongsheng, who had checked several times in this secret hall and did not notice that there was anyone else, looked nervous, and jumped in front of Yin Jiabao.

At the same time, the little white dragon on the altar stared at Yin Jiabao in horror with a pair of cute big eyes.

"Presumptuous, trespassing on the Demon Array, will be punished by the Buddha!" After the loud and majestic voice of the Buddha filled the entire hall, an extremely magical thing happened, and the four golden Buddha statues on the golden pillar suddenly stood up, followed by a golden light curtain that was condensed like a substance and spread to the surroundings.

"Oh my God, the Buddha statue is alive...... Jiabao, be careful!" Jin Yongsheng widened his eyes and pointed to the four golden Buddhas, when he was attacked by the golden light curtain, he suddenly hit the bell in his chest and was slammed.

Damn it!

This old monk is so insidious, he actually attacks people with light.

Jin Yongsheng, who didn't know much about monks in ancient times, swallowed the bloody breath that almost rushed out of his mouth, and took a leap to hit the round-faced old monk a few times like light.

The power of light exploded around the old monk's body, and the golden light curtain suddenly became stronger.

Jin Yongsheng suddenly felt like a quagmire, his body seemed to be pressed by hundreds of people, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Behind Jin Yongsheng, Murong Xiaoxiao's face immediately showed a look of pain after being shrouded in a golden light curtain.

The old army god who was close to Jin Yongsheng was behind him, and his face was not easy.

Among the several people, only Yin Jiabao seemed to be unaffected by the light curtain, and the little fat man climbed up to the altar very clumsily, and then got up and saluted the four golden-bodied old monks and said: "Hello masters, my name is Yin Jiabao, I want to rescue this little dragon and prevent you from meditating Jiabao to accompany you here." ”

"Aha, doll, you came here to talk nonsense because you have a heavenly body, you want to save it...... You know that it is the Demon King Chaoluo. A fat, round-faced golden-bodied old monk leaned forward and said angrily, his voice was like thunder, and the aftermath was terrifying.

For a while, Jin Yongsheng only felt that the blood veins in his body were churning, and the angry young man of the Buddhist family finally understood, squinted at Yin Jiabao, who had already walked by his side, and said nervously: "Jiabao, don't go over." ”

Yin Jiabao squinted his small eyes, revealing a fearless appearance, and didn't care about Jin Yongsheng, walked to the center of the altar with a little fat belly to look at the old monk and asked, "He is the Demon King? Who said that he is the Demon King, does the master have a basis?"

"Chao Luo is tyrannical by nature, and he has killed countless people! His crimes should be punished!" the four golden-bodied old monks roared at the same time, and the walls of the secret hall suddenly shook, and the flames swayed.

Jin Yongsheng and Murong Xiaoxiao almost at the same time a touch of blood overflowed the corners of their mouths, and the old military god's face became more and more solemn, facing the masters of the ancient Buddhist family, the old man knew that it was not a wise move to fight brutally.

"Defend your homeland in war, don't kill no man, and a few masters have never killed anyone in your hands under the banner of righteous Buddhism? I'm afraid it's more than this little dragon? How many years have you tortured him? You can't remember it yourself? Who are the demons? Who are the gods and Buddhas? Who are the innocents? Who disrupted the peaceful life of the creatures of all races? Who stipulated that demons are destined to be enslaved by people when they are born, and it is you who have invaded their homes and falsely claimed that they are demons!" Yin Jiabao spoke unhurriedly, sonorously and powerfully, and his fat face was always slightly raised.

"Little doll, humans and demons have not been separated since ancient times, you must not stand on the wrong side. The round-faced old monk spoke, and there was already a tall staff in his hand that was somewhat illusory and fluorescent.

Yin Jiabao took two steps forward and asked: "Position? God has the virtue of a good life, I only stand on the side of truth, even if he is a demon, he has been tortured by you for thousands of years, and all the sins of the past can be crossed with one stroke." What's more, didn't the masters find that the resentment and arrogance on your body are too heavy, and in this underground palace, the lost person is you, but this little dragon has already found his true nature. Let him go back to his homeland, and give him back his freedom, and you should also liberate yourselves and give yourselves free. ”

Also yourself to freedom!

Ever since they stepped on this altar, they have not been free.

Thousands of years of punishment is a great torture for the Demon King, so why not for them?

What kind of perseverance and Buddha heart have allowed them to endure so many years that can disillusion everything.

They had all been bewitched by the Demon King, and it was really difficult to keep their hearts in this darkness.

The Demon King is not destroyed, even if their bodies are decayed and only their souls are left, they will not be able to leave this altar.

Yin Jiabao's words seemed to touch the hearts of the four old monks, their Buddha hearts have long been invaded by the blurred time and years, and it is a miracle that they can live to this day without their souls being extinguished.

After a short silence, the round-faced old monk Fu looked angrily at Yin Jiabao, who had already recruited Xiaolong to his side, and said, "You dare to let Chaoluo go, no one here wants to get out alive." ”

"There are only half wisps of remnant souls left in the masters, what if Jiabao lets Xiaobai go? Brother Yong'er, if they dare to move, you can break the six-fingered Buddha's hand under my feet. Today, Xiaolong, I'm going to decide. Yin Jiabao was not afraid of the threat of the round-faced old monk, revealing his unique stubborn appearance.

It wasn't until this moment that Jin Yongsheng noticed that the gilded altar was full of Buddha's hands in various postures, and the Buddha's hand with the magic seal under Yinjiabao's feet was one finger more than the other Buddha's hands.

Aha!

Jiabao found the eye of the array where he sat on the altar of the Dharma Field.

Jin Yongsheng immediately saw the hope of escaping, and his eyes were shining, and he was against the huge resistance that the golden light curtain was loading on him, and he was lucky with his fists, and he didn't say a word and puffed towards the six-fingered Buddha's hand.

"Dog dares!" the round-faced monk scolded loudly with a shocked expression, and then his figure just flashed and he pounced on Jin Yongsheng with the other three golden-bodied old monks.

The four old monks never thought that Yin Jiabao would find out the eye of the formation in the hands of the Ten Thousand Buddhas so easily, this demon solution array that is easy to enter and difficult to get out has never dared to step forward after thousands of years, just ask the human race who wants to enter the formation and be with the bloodthirsty demon king, the demon clan can only be trapped when the ancient demon king's altar demon clan enters, they can't approach the altar at all, plus there are four of them in the array to guard, not to mention the impregnable, it is not easy to break this formation. And the most important thing is that the eye is not something that anyone can break, this demon solution platform is mixed with the gold liquid in the Buddha's body, and if you want to destroy it, you must have divine power.

The ancient Buddhists designed this demon platform and never worried that the demon clan would come to break the formation and seek their own death; the gods, the Buddhists and the demons have always been old enemies, who would have thought that after ten thousand years, there would be Buddhist disciples who would come to break the formation, and the four old monks who had been separated from the outside world for a long time and had never changed the concept of saving the world and subduing demons in their hearts naturally couldn't understand, and they hated to immediately kill Jin Yongsheng, who was a great threat to them. Because almost at the moment when Jin Yongsheng punched, the four old monks had already sensed the faint flow of divine power in his body, and although the power was hidden, there were still traces to be found. Although they still don't know where Jin Yongsheng came from and why he has divine power in his body, they can be sure that they have encountered a real threat.

After Jin Yongsheng's two sentences, the six-fingered Buddha's hand was no different, the young man's face sank, and he was about to punch again, and the round-faced old monk had already raised his staff in front of him.

Ya so fast!

Jin Yongsheng was shrouded in a golden light curtain, his movement was restricted, and he was surrounded by four old monks.

The hall shook in an instant, and the bodies of the four old monks who had just approached him stagnated slightly, and when they were condensed, Jin Yongsheng had already punched again.

"Stop!"

The round-faced old monk roared again, and the scepter slammed down.

The palms of the other three old monks also pressed their palms to Jin Yongsheng's chest.

Oh yes!

Can't hide.

With the strength of one person to deal with four ancient Buddhist masters, even if his strength has weakened over the past 10,000 years, Jin Yongsheng is definitely not his opponent, and he is already lucky to have the opportunity to punch.

The feeling that there was no way to hide made Jin Yongsheng choose to raise his fists to resist the scepter that the round-faced old monk smashed above his head.

Damn it!

Behind Jin Yongsheng, when the old military god was about to take a risk, he only heard a slight sound of metal cracking "Kara!", and the audience immediately fell silent.

The scepter, the three palms and the body, Jin Yongsheng did not feel any pain after closing his eyes.

The young man suddenly showed a mouthful of white teeth, and secretly exclaimed in his heart, "It's done!"

Jin Yongsheng was glad that the round-faced old monk's figure had become dissipated, and he said angrily to Jin Yongsheng: "Thief......! As a disciple of Buddhism, you actually want to be in the company of demons, our souls have been integrated with this demon liberation array, if you release the demon king Chaoluo, this place will collapse, and no one will want to go out. The round-faced monk spoke, folded his hands, and chanted "My Buddha is the most good, I wish to eliminate all evil in the world, and I am willing to establish all the Dharma ...... in the world"

The Buddha family is the most true to what they say, they swore to do what they wanted, even if the soul flew and was annihilated, they would not frown, and they had guarded the demon king for 10,000 years, how could they let it escape at this last moment, even if they burned and blew themselves up and solved the demon platform, they would have to pull the demon king to die together.

As the incantations in the mouths of the four old monks chanted faster and faster, the Buddha's hands on the altar suddenly all poked out, and with a grasp of the memory, the huge sound of shattering was like a deafening sound of firecrackers, and the secret hall was filled with the smell of scorched apocalyptic destruction.

Worst!

Jin Yongsheng, who was wiped by a Buddha's hand and instantly wiped out a large piece of his clothes, was shocked in his heart, pulled Yin Jiabao and quickly retreated, and the old military god also retreated to the back of the hall with Murong Xiaoxiao.

"Masters, why do you bother, Xiaobai, we must take it away, you all disperse and go to the Buddha's master. The Buddha Lord is merciful, and he will not punish you......" Yin Jiabao was pulled by Jin Yongsheng, and still looked like he was not afraid of death, and turned back to the four old monks and said.

Jin Yongsheng also completely collapsed on his brother, when did this happen? He still has heartbroken thoughts......

The pursuit of countless Buddha's hands behind him is all fatal, and if he is caught and killed, there will not even be a puff of ash left.

Jin Yongsheng dragged Yin Jiabao with the most extreme speed when he escaped, and when he hurriedly swept in the direction of the old army god, Yin Jiabao turned his head and patted his chest and said, "Little stone! ”