Bodhi has no appearance, is this demon monk also without appearance?

Ding Xiaoyi secretly thought in his heart.

The eyes of yin and yang reincarnation have already surfaced in front of his eyes, and all the vanity is invisible under the eyes of yin and yang reincarnation.

But the demon monk didn't seem to have any form, sometimes he was like a mass of wanton demonic energy, and sometimes he was like the treasure of the solemn Buddha.

The reason why Ding Xiaoyi didn't let Xuanyuan Wenjie enter the canyon was because he didn't want everyone to take risks.

The demon monk was inseparable from friend and foe, and it gave him an incomparably mysterious feeling.

He sensed that the strength of the demon monk was absolutely extraordinary, and it was very likely that they would be attacked by the demon monk if they rushed in.

"Brother Ding, what do you see?" Xuanyuan Wenjie asked Ding Xiaoyi curiously.

The teammates also looked at Ding Xiaoyi curiously.

Only Dongfang Bai seemed to have discovered the demon monk in the abandoned temple, and the fairy sword in his hand had already been put away.

He was not in a hurry to enter the canyon, but stood beside the cliff beside the canyon with the fairy sword in his hands.

"There is a monk in the abandoned temple, it should be the demon monk mentioned by the predecessors of the platform." Ding Xiaoyi replied to Xuanyuan Wenjie and his teammates.

After hearing Ding Xiaoyi's answer, everyone also gasped.

Because they didn't find any clues, let alone the demon monk.

"Brother Ding, how did you find that demon monk, why didn't I see anything?" Xuanyuan Wenjie asked Ding Xiaoyi in a low voice.

"That's because you're not familiar with the Bodhi Cave Ruins, haven't you sensed the Buddha power here?"

Ding Xiaoyi didn't want to dwell too much on this issue, so he casually made up a reason and passed it perfunctorily.

"No, why doesn't that demon monk have any breath at all, and we haven't sensed any breath in the ruined temple." Xuanyuan Wenjie couldn't help but ask Ding Xiaoyi again.

Ding Xiaoyi couldn't explain it clearly for a while, he could only say that he had refined some of the Buddha power in the ruins of this Bodhi Cave, so that he could sense the demon monks in the temple.

"So what do we do, go in or leave?" Xuanyuan Wenjie asked Ding Xiaoyi again.

Ding Xiaoyi pondered for a moment, and he was about to answer.

At this time, he felt that the Buddha power in this area suddenly stirred up layers of ripple fluctuations, and although the ripple fluctuations were very weak, he could still catch them easily.

He was stunned in his heart, could there be other explorers entering this Bodhi Cave ruins, he raised his eyes and looked around.

At this time, the ripples of Buddha power became more and more intense, Ding Xiaoyi looked in the direction of the ripples of Buddha power, and he soon saw three figures slowly falling down from the void.

I saw three young men in brocade robes appear in everyone's sight.

After seeing the figure falling from the void, everyone's faces changed slightly.

The three teenagers also saw the crowd outside the canyon, their faces changed, and then they all released their cultivation aura.

They were all young geniuses with the realm of immortals, and their figures fell directly behind everyone, and then they looked at everyone with fierce eyes.

"Is that you?" At this time, a brocade-robed young man screamed loudly, and his face became extremely cold.

Ding Xiaoyi also recognized the brocade-robed young man who screamed, and that young man was exactly the thought that appeared when they killed the giant bird.

That idea came from this brocade-robed boy.

Ding Xiaoyi was happy in his heart, but he didn't expect to meet the holy sons of the Holy Pole Gate here.

Every Holy Son possesses the cultivation of the Immortal Realm, and their cultivation aura is a little more majestic and profound than that of ordinary Immortal Realm monks.

"Where did you come from, the mountain villager, and the Holy Son mounted?"

The Holy Son was furious, and he shouted angrily at Ding Xiaoyi and the others again.

He took the lead in walking towards Ding Xiaoyi and the others, and the coercion of the Immortal Realm crushed everyone like that stormy wave.

Because they had already glimpsed the cultivation realm of Ding Xiaoyi and others, it was just the realm of mortal products.

"Your mount, what kind of mount do yours, are all the demon beasts in this Rob Abyss your mount when you make a mark?"

Xuanyuan Wenjie said very unceremoniously to the Holy Pole Gate Holy Son.

Hearing Xuanyuan Wenjie's playful words, the Holy Son's face changed slightly, he looked at Xuanyuan Wenjie coldly, and then his cold gaze fell on Ding Xiaoyi and the others.

"You killed the mount of this holy son, if you killed the mount of this holy son, should you compensate this holy son?" The Holy Extreme Son said domineeringly to Ding Xiaoyi.

The other two holy sons looked at the members of the Wind Chasing Team with a playful look, and they didn't take Ding Xiaoyi and the others seriously.

After all, there is a world of difference between the realm of mortal products and the realm of immortal products, and they have the capital of pride as the holy sons of the Holy Pole Gate.

Their eyes fell on the ruined temple in the middle of the canyon, and when they saw it, their faces were excited.

"Peng Shengzi, let's go to that temple first, that temple should be the temple where the Bodhi Buddha sits." One of the Sons said to the Son.

"You guys go in first, this holy son should have a good talk with this group of mountain villagers."

The Holy Son waved his hand to his companion and replied.

Ding Xiaoyi didn't remind them, after all, this holy son was not polite to them.

"Compensation, why do you want to compensate, can't you kill the demon beasts in the abyss of Rob, the master just killed a few beasts, even if it is your mount, but if you don't tie your mount well, what if you hurt the flowers and plants. Your mount has frightened us, and we need to demand compensation from you for moral damages. ”

Ding Xiaoyi said to the Holy Son faintly.

"Hahahaha, what a joke, this is the funniest joke this Holy Son has ever heard in his life."

The Holy Son suddenly raised his head and burst out laughing, and after laughing, he said jokingly to Ding Xiaoyi.

"Isn't it funny?" Ding Xiaoyi showed a harmless smile on his face, and he looked at the holy son faintly.

This is the funniest smile this Holy Son has ever heard in his life. For the sake of your success in making this Son laugh, this Son can be lenient with you. The Holy Son said to Ding Xiaoyi very solemnly.

There was endless domineering and contempt in his tone.

The two holy sons swept directly towards the ruined temple, and their figures disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

Ding Xiaoyi was not worried that the two holy sons would take away the treasures in the abandoned temple, and the faceless demon monk would even be a little afraid of him, and the two holy sons would probably have to suffer.

"What a mercy to be lenient." Ding Xiaoyi slowly walked towards the Holy Son, and then said, "Didn't your Great Elder tell you to keep a low profile when you go out?" ”

After hearing Ding Xiaoyi's joking words, the Holy Son's face turned slightly cold, and the aura of cultivation around him became even more majestic.

"Boy, you killed the mount of this Holy Son and still want to teach this Holy Son a lesson, don't let any of you leave today." The Holy Son directly sacrificed his life wheel, only to see a golden Dapeng phantom appear behind the Holy Son.

That golden Dapeng phantom should be the Dharma of the Holy Son, and the golden peng glared angrily, and his body was even more agitated like a huge wave.

Seeing that the Holy Son released his own life wheel dharma, Ding Xiaoyi was also slightly stunned.

He didn't expect that the Holy Son's Wheel of Life would be a majestic and unparalleled Jinpeng, and this Holy Son's body should be fused with the essence and blood of that Jinpeng, otherwise how could there be a legendary Jinpeng Lifewheel.

"Boy, how could this Holy Son be taught by a lowly mountain villager like you."

The Holy Son's body swept away, and he rushed towards Ding Xiaoyi with supreme might.

The Holy Son waved his fist, and the rolling immortal yuan turned into a long river torrent and slammed towards Ding Xiaoyi.

The Jinpeng phantom behind him let out a high-pitched long groan with the momentum of the Great Peng's wings.

That punch turned into a roaring river and bombarded Ding Xiaoyi fiercely.

The space was annihilated in an instant under the power of that punch, and Ding Xiaoyi just calmly watched the punch that came in.

The majestic Immortal Yuan turned into a giant fist that shattered the sky and the earth, and all the space was shattered under that punch.

The power of this punch is indeed magnificent, and Ding Xiaoyi seems to be intimidated by the power of that punch.