Chapter 137: Gambling on the Black Nest

Of course Ao Xin knew who the man was......

Before Li Laojun became a Taoist ancestor, this person had already been born, and there were only a few people who could survive until now in that era! This person not only lived, but also lived a very nourishing life, the ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, the first in the world, and experienced countless catastrophes, not only did not die, but became a great day!

The dignified son of the Eastern Emperor, who has seen Fengshen and Journey to the West does not know! This is one of the three bodies that are on an equal footing with Duobao!

"Grandma's, Duobao Wuxing Mountain Town Stone Monkey, is there still a white dragon in Huanghua Mountain Dari Town?" Ao Xin was really shocked, this person was a demon saint hundreds of millions of years ago, who could keep calm in front of him?

"Noburo?" Seeing that Ao Xin didn't speak, the Pipa Fairy took his hand.

"Of course you don't know the appearance of this old monk, but you must know his identity. Ao Xin hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to speak. All the demon kings don't believe it, how can they know such an old monk? I listened to Ao Xindao, "Heaven and earth were first opened and bred, and the sun palace called the golden crow, the sixth son of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and the Taoist ancestor has not become a hero." ”

"The prince of the demon clan is a three-legged golden crow!" "The Pipa Immortal knew some ancient secrets, and he was shocked at the moment. Demon kings such as the Iron Fan Immortal, the Black Bear Spirit, and the Hundred Eyes Daoren, who also have some knowledge, all feel choked in their throats, and even have difficulty breathing.

In that era, a little demon had the ability to penetrate the heavens and the earth, there were dozens of demon saints under the seat of several demon gods, and there were more than 100 heavenly demons under the demon saints, and the ten princes of the Sun Palace blew up the Wu clan's praise father, and attracted Yi Xun to shoot the sun with a bow, who doesn't know this story? This is billions of years ago! The last time the sixth son of the golden crow appeared was in the battle of the gods, the fast gunner Zhao Gongming beat twelve golden immortals in a row as if he had broken cabbage, and he was also killed by the prince of the demon clan, and Sanxiao Niangniang's mixed yuan golden bucket couldn't hold him, God knows how high his cultivation was at that time! It is estimated that he is at the same level as Kong Xuan and Duobao! After so many years, even if his skills do not improve, he is not something that the Bull Demon King can deal with!

"If I expected it to be true, he is the Great Ri Rulai. Ao Xin said again.

The people who were still holding a fluke attitude just now are all pale, and the Great Sun Nyorai is one of the three bodies of Nyorai, and one of the disciples he taught, 'Sunshine Bodhisattva', is only a little weaker than Guanyin. The Great Sun Rulai Mantra he used himself was almost invincible under the saint, not to mention that he also had a defensive treasure like Jin Wuyi, which was not weaker than the Bagua Purple Silk Immortal Cloth, and the weapon Immortal Flying Knife, which was known as the saint and could never resist it......

What kind of murder did Ao Xin commit in the end, just provoke a Guanyin, and now even the big day is out!

Pipa Fairy held Ao Xin's hand, looked at him with firm eyes, and didn't say anything.

However, the active-minded Iron Fan Immortal thought further. Although Ao Xin often does evil, but it is far worse than the monkey who is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, to descend the monkey, the Jade Emperor has brought Duobao Rulai, the price must be very large, to descend Ao Xin, there is no need to shout the big day Rulai!

And how could Ao Xin know so many secrets?

The Bull Demon King pressed a pair of muddy iron rods on his waist with his left hand, his cloak hunted, and he laughed in the air: "I don't know if it was Wuchao Zen Master who came in person, but I don't know what the purpose of Wuchao Zen Master came to my brother's territory? Although my brother has some minor ties with Buddhism, it is all a contradiction between juniors, and there is no need for a venerable person like you to come!"

Wuchao Zen Master had a kind face, not as if he was here to find fault, he smiled and said: "The White Dragon Demon King under your command is destined to have a fate with the Buddha. ”

This sounded tepid, but the Bull Demon King was furious and clenched the handle of the iron rod!

How many Taoists were forced to convert to Western religion in the first place...,

"Good guy, you old thing actually wants to kidnap people under me, really my old cow has no means! On the other day, you killed me Zhao Gongming Daoyou outside the Ten Absolute Formations, and today you just asked for advice!"

However, in all fairness, the Bull Demon King felt that when he fought, he estimated that he was really defeated...... In terms of long-lasting attack power, he is weaker than Da Ri Rulai, with instant explosive power, and his weapon is also weaker than the Immortal Flying Knife, defensive power, and his earth spirit body is estimated to be half a catty and eight taels of golden black clothes.

As soon as Zen Master Wuchao flicked the robe, the 'red bricks' on the robe became red and gorgeous, as if burning. This Wuchao Zen Master is pure and kind-hearted, but not as vicious as Jin Wu, the sixth prince of the Eastern Emperor of the Hong Wilderness, he smiled and said: "I'm just here to ask for someone, why should the Great Sage trouble me? You are now preventing him from attaining enlightenment and luck, it seems that you are helping him, but it is actually harming him, and it is really not worth it to take your own life in vain. ”

The Bull Demon King narrowed his eyes: "People with luck can play their luck wherever they are, why do you need to go to the Western Heaven Buddhism...... I'm going to take my life? hey!"

"Well, if you don't do it, I'm afraid you won't give way. "The nine-ring Zen staff appeared in the hand of the Wuchao Zen Master.

Iron Fan Immortal looked sweating a lot below, Zhao Gongming used Dinghai Zhu to beat the twelve golden immortals as if he was beating cabbage, and he was also killed by this Lu Zhudao man, this person is invincible in the three realms of speed, invincible in the three realms of lethality, and famous in the three realms of defense, no matter how powerful her husband is now, he is not as good as Zhao Gongming at the beginning, how can he be the opponent of Lu Zhudao people! Lu Zhudao people have killed Zhao Gongming before, and now it is nothing to kill one more bull demon king, now is not the period of the gods, the Shinto position is full, and her husband is really dead when he dies!

"Let's do it slowly!" Seeing that the two were about to make a move, Ao Xin suddenly shouted.

Both of them did not dare to be discouraged, for fear that the other party would strike first.

Wuchao Zen Master didn't look at Ao Xin, kept staring at the Bull Demon King, and said: "Do the people of Bailong Dao want to agree to go with me? If you are willing to go with me, I promise not to hurt the life of a single person here, and to protect the West Niuhe Continent for 500 years, not a single immortal or Buddha will come to conquer." ”

"Don't go with him...... Buddhism is going to go, what should I do? Take me away with the escape technique just now!" said the pipa fairy pulling Ao Xin.

Isn't this a joke? Everyone is depressed in their hearts, and there is no solution to this situation today.

Some people looked at the sky, if the sect was still there, at this time, one of the four great disciples would definitely come to help, but now that Duobao has cut off the dust, the golden spirit is suppressed by the Shinto, the whereabouts of the turtle spirit are unknown, and the turtle spirit has disappeared, and there is only one person left in the Bull Demon King of the hundreds of golden immortals in the sect, and now the Bull Demon King is in trouble, who can be expected to save it? The saint of the sect has long been disheartened......

"I'm not going with him...... Wuchao Zen Master, I know that you are profound, and I also know a little about the number of days, if you dare to make a bet with me, just bet and calculate!" Ao Xin shouted.

Wuchao Zen Master smiled, his ability to escape for his life is first-class, it all depends on calculation, Ao Xin gambled with him, isn't this looking for death?

"Don't bet with him! bet on something else!"

"What are you going to bet on?"

"A thousand years ago, five hundred years later, the sect rose and fell, and the emperor changed!" Ao Xin said.

"Hehe, okay, I'll bet with you. An hour later, the cypress tree will be waiting for you on the gimbal. Wuchao Zen Master said in his heart that this white dragon really didn't know the height of the sky, so he agreed.

Many demon kings sighed and turned their heads, Ao Xin is really crazy, I'm afraid this time the catastrophe will be inevitable.