The bright Buddha light fell on Miaojing's body, colliding with the black demonic energy, but it didn't have any effect. Diaphragm

Even Miaojing, the ninth-ranked Supreme on the Supreme List, couldn't get rid of the influence of the Divine Power Demon Sea, what could these disciples of the Heavenly Realm do.

"Uncle Shi!"

Everyone shouted anxiously, and one of them glared at Lin Mang angrily and shouted, "Devil, let my uncle go!" ”

"Adversary, do you know the consequences of this!"

Seeing that Miaojing was already like a demon, the disciples were shocked and angry, and they were faintly confused.

Lin Mang looked at the few people with a calm expression, his eyes were cold.

On the rivers and lakes of the Eastern Regions, even those who came from big factions would not be ashamed of their identity when they saw the Supreme, but put their posture very low. Diaphragm

The supreme has the absolute right to speak.

But these disciples from the Great Wisdom Temple in the Western Regions don't seem to have this concept at all.

Even though Lin Mang is now a world-famous supreme, they don't have much awe in their hearts.

In fact, this is also due to the special environment of the Western Regions.

In the Western Regions, Buddhism is powerful, and Dazhi Temple is the head of Buddhism in the Western Regions, many disciples of Dazhi Temple may not have left Dazhi Temple, even if they are disciples who go out to practice, they are only on the territory of the Western Regions.

In the Western Regions, people from various forces flattered the disciples of Buddhism when they saw them, which also changed the mentality of these people.

Miaojing sank deeper and deeper in the illusion, and the demonic energy on her body became thicker and thicker, and even almost completely enveloped the whole person. Diaphragm

It was cold and cold, and the cold breath swept all around.

The Red Lotus Holy Envoy's face was full of horror.

This is a sign of enchantment!

She couldn't be clearer about what kind of character Miaojing is, a Buddhist monk, and a supreme one, such a character will also fall into demons?

She knew very well that all this must have originated from Lin Mang.

What kind of supernatural power is this?!

This strange method made her frightened from the bottom of her heart. Diaphragm

Suddenly, Lin Mang stepped forward, and the demonic intent emanating from the Yuan Shen Dharma behind him was even deeper, and even the four disciples of the Great Wisdom Zen Temple who had just recited the Buddhist scriptures had signs of falling into the demon.

The four of them were startled and quickly retreated.

"Lin Mang!"

Miaojing suddenly let out a roar, and her eyes regained a little clarity, but they were still bloodshot, her eyes were scarlet, and she looked extremely weird.

"Oh?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Mang's eyes, and he smiled: "It's a bit capable!" ”

Perhaps under the influence of the previous Buddha's light, Miaojing's mind rarely regained a little clarity. Diaphragm

In fact, even he was quite surprised to have today's effect.

This is also because Miaojing's attainments in the Yuan Shen are not high, and now he suddenly suffers from such Yuan Shen supernatural powers, and there is no way to deal with it.

"But that's the end of it."

Lin Mang muttered to himself, took a step, and came to Miaojing's face in an instant, pointing at Miaojing's forehead.

The demonic energy around them surged suddenly.

"Peng!"

The demonic energy around Miaojing's body was instantly devoured by Lin Mang, and Miaojing also completely got rid of the illusion prepared by the Divine Power Demon Sea. Diaphragm

He woke up completely.

But it was too late, and a majestic force had already poured into his body, destroying the meridians of his whole body, and tearing apart along with the primordial spirit.

"You ......"

Miaojing's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

He never thought that a trip to the Eastern Regions would cost him his life.

Miaojing's body slammed into the ground, her eyes wide with rage.

The Red Lotus Holy Envoy trembled, turned around and fled. Diaphragm

Lunatic!

This guy is a complete lunatic.

This is the wonder of Dazhi Temple, kill him, Dazhi Temple will not give up easily.

Dazhi Temple is famous for protecting the short.

Lin Mang raised his head and looked at the fleeing Red Lotus Holy Envoy, and said softly, "Go!" ”

The next moment, the figure of the demon shadow standing in the sea of blood flickered, and pursued towards the Red Lotus Holy Envoy.

Feeling the momentum behind him, the Red Lotus Holy Envoy's face immediately changed. Diaphragm

turned around and quickly slapped his palm, and at the same time shouted urgently: "City Lord Lin, slow down!" ”

However, after she shouted this, her complexion changed completely, followed by endless horror, a shocked expression, and a gasp.

"What the hell is this?!"

It was not Lin Mang who fought with her, but the strange black shadow that broke away from Miaojing's body before.

At this moment, what the black shadow exerts is the great mercy and compassion palm of Miaojing, but there is no bright Buddha light, a magnificent feeling, but it gives people a cold and evil feeling.

"Not good!"

The Red Lotus Holy Envoy's face sank, and his eyes were filled with endless horror. Diaphragm

The palm that had just touched the black shadow was flooded with countless demonic qi, and then quickly spread towards the arm.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the eyes of the Red Lotus Holy Envoy.

"Poof!"

With a sound of flesh and blood tearing, the Red Lotus Holy Envoy directly cut off one of his arms.

Lin Mang stepped into the air and said calmly: "You may be underestimating my magical powers." ”

"What?"

The Red Lotus Holy Envoy was shocked, but she soon showed horror on her face. Diaphragm

Although he had cut off the demonic energy wrapped around his arm, his primordial spirit had already been contaminated with demonic energy.

"What the hell is this?!"

Infected with demonic energy, the Red Lotus Holy Envoy instantly fell into a state of demonization, and roared wildly.

The vision changed, and a grand illusion emerged.

Vacuum hometown!

The Red Lotus Holy Envoy aroused the deepest desires in his heart.

"The white lotus came into the world, crossed the common people, took pity on the world, and there were many sorrows." Diaphragm

The Red Lotus Holy Envoy's face was suddenly full of piety, and he muttered to himself respectfully, and the aura on his body fluctuated.

A little white light emanated from her body, mixed with demonic energy, and it looked extremely weird.

No one dares to say that their state of mind must be perfect.

As long as it is a human being, there will be desires, there are seven emotions and six desires, the difference is only that the strong can hide it well.

On the rivers and lakes, there are often people who practice martial arts and fall into the devil's path, and in the final analysis, there is something wrong with their state of mind.

Countless demonic qi poured out of the Red Lotus Holy Envoy's body, and these demonic qi were intertwined and merged into the sea of law phase blood behind Lin Mang.

Gradually, a pitch-black shadow resembling the Red Lotus Holy Envoy slowly appeared. Diaphragm

Lin Mang stepped out and came to the Red Lotus Holy Envoy.

Stretched out his hand and put it on the top of the head of the Red Lotus Holy Envoy, and gently forced.

"Peng!"

Skulls shattered!

Lin Mang withdrew his hand, looked at the disciple of the Dazhi Temple who was already dull not far away, and pressed it casually.

Rumble!

It was as if a terrifying force had descended from heaven and earth, and the four of them only let out a wail, and then their breath was gone. Diaphragm

"Clean up this place!"

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western regions

Dazhi Temple, inside the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

"Peng!"

A Buddhist tablet enshrined on the table suddenly shattered.

The old monk sitting cross-legged below opened his eyes and stared intently at the broken Buddha card above. Diaphragm

"Miaojing...... He's dead? ”

There is a trace of Miaojing's primordial spirit in these amulet cards, and once something happens to Miaojing, the amulet cards will shatter.

Now that the Buddha card is broken, it has passed away.

Hongchan frowned slightly and put down the wooden fish in his hand.

Then he got up and picked up the broken Buddha card, and a trace of Yuan Shen probed into it.

But all he could see was a dark sight of a lake.

Hongchan sighed quietly, folded his hands, and silently recited the Sutra of the Past Life. Diaphragm

I thought that there would be no accidents when I went to the Eastern Regions with Miaojing's strength, but I didn't expect that there would be an accident.

I just don't know who Miaojing died at.

Lin Mang?

Hongchan had the heart to go to the Eastern Regions, but due to the original rules, he was also powerless.

With his identity, he dared to go to the Eastern Regions, which would inevitably attract the attention of several other people, and there was no need for this for the time being.

Hong Chan, once a disciple of the Shaolin Batuo patriarch.

When Batuo came to the Central Plains, he was invited by Emperor Xiaowen to set up Shaolin in Songshan, and since then Shaolin has gradually developed and grown in the Central Plains. Diaphragm

And Hongchan was also the youngest disciple of Batuo in his later years.

Hongchan turned around and walked out of the main hall, looking at the sky, silent for a long time.

After a long time, Hongzen walked again and walked to the backyard of the temple.

Seeing the abbot coming, all the disciples saluted.

Without further ado, Hongzen soon passed through countless corridors and came to the bottom of a tall tower in the last temple.

Demon Suppression Tower!

Similar to Shaolin's Demon Suppression Tower, this place is the place where the devils of the rivers and lakes are imprisoned. Diaphragm

A pitch-black nine-story tower sits inside the Zen Temple.

The nine-storey tower has only one portal, and is all made of brick and stone without a single gap.

The tower seemed to have nine floors, but the nine-story towers were all solid, and countless formations were inscribed into them.

The real Demon Suppression Tower is not on the ground, but underground, with a total of eighteen floors, taking the meaning of eighteen layers of hell.

However, this Demon Tower has never been full, not because there are too few demons on the rivers and lakes, but once they are locked up here, it won't take long to die.

At the beginning, Dazhi Temple established a Buddhist sect in the Western Regions, and there were many demons in this demon tower, but now they have become a white bone.

There was an old monk sitting cross-legged in front of the Demon Suppression Tower, and when he saw Hongchan coming, he hurriedly got up and folded his hands, and said respectfully: "Abbot!" "Ahh

"Open the door!"

Hongchan's face was pale, and he just said calmly.

"Yes!"

The old monk nodded, turned around and turned the mechanism on the tower, and the stone door slowly opened.

Suddenly, a cold and cold aura flowed out of the tower.

In this cold and cold atmosphere, it seems to be mixed with countless resentments.

Hongzen walked into the tower and slowly descended the stone steps. Diaphragm

"Let me out!"

"Damn bald donkey, don't let me go soon, my Taiping Sect won't let you go!"

"Master, master, I am willing to take refuge in Buddhism, let me out."

"Thief monk, you bandits, shameless people!"

All kinds of sounds come together, and it's extremely noisy.

For these invective words, Hongchan did not pay the slightest attention, and there was only calm and indifference in his eyes.

The sins of these people have not yet been washed away, and only in this tower can they repent properly. Diaphragm

These people were all banned from cultivating, and with their physical strength alone, they couldn't break the Demon Suppression Tower at all.

As it progressed, fewer and fewer people were imprisoned around, but the strength became stronger and stronger.

Some of them are well-known demons in the Demon Dao.

Soon, Hongchan came to the seventeenth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower.

On the entire floor, there is only one person imprisoned.

An old man with a thin body and a face that looks like a demon.

Living in a dark environment for many years, his whole look is extremely penetrating, and a pair of white eyes are breathtaking. Diaphragm

Seeing Hongchan coming, the old man in prison cracked his mouth and smiled, his smile was very penetrating, and he said: "Hongchan, what is the matter with you old thing here?" ”

Hongchan put one hand on his chest, stared at the old man intently, and said calmly: "Make a deal with you." ”

"Haha!"

"Did I hear me right?"

The old man suddenly let out a loud laugh, looked at Hongchan with a sneer, and sneered: "You can actually make a deal with me? ”

"This is unheard of!"

"Unfortunately, I don't really want to do it." Diaphragm

The old man directly spread his hands and leaned against the wall, looking like a send-off.

Hongchan's expression was still calm, and he said, "I can send you out of the Demon Suppression Tower." ”

The old man opened his eyes reluctantly, and the chains on his hands shook.

"What did you say?!"

The old man was shocked inexplicably,

It has been 800 years since he entered this demon tower, and when he was imprisoned in this tower by this bald donkey, he completely gave up the idea of leaving.

The people who entered the Demon Dao of this Demon Tower, except for those who were baptized by the group of bald donkeys, could only leave when they died. Diaphragm

He never thought that the bald donkey would be willing to send him out.

Is this person really Hongzen?

"What are the conditions?"

The old man seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Hongchan with a sneer.

"Bring someone back for me!"

"It's as simple as that?"

"It's that simple!" Diaphragm

Hongchan bowed slightly, and his expression was still calm.

The old man laughed teasingly and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will regret it?" ”

"Regret it......"

A rare smile appeared on Hongchan's face, and he said softly: "Ghost Venerable, Song Chou's reputation in the rivers and lakes is okay. ”

"Huh!"

Song Chou sneered and said loudly: "Deal!" ”

Although he is a demonic person, the most important thing in this life is commitment. Diaphragm

"Who?"

Hongchan clasped his hands together, recited a Buddha name, and stretched out his hand to wave.

"Peng!"

The chains that bound Song Chou shattered in response.

Hongchan said calmly: "Eastern Regions, Lin Mang!" ”

"This person has some connection to the poor monk, you just need to bring it back."

"The poor monk wants him to live." Diaphragm

Song Chou grinned, glanced at Hongchan, and still resisted the urge to make a move.

This old monk was stronger than him at the beginning, and now that so many years have passed, he may not know how strong he is.

There is no point in doing it with this person now.

However, he was also a little curious about what kind of person was worthy of this old bald donkey breaking the ring and letting him go.

"Gone!"

Song Chou waved his hand, turned around and strode out of the Demon Suppression Tower, and let out a loud laugh.

Hongchan followed behind Song Chou. Diaphragm

The disciples of the Dazhi Zen Temple guarding the Demon Suppression Tower looked in a trance, and their eyes were confused.

After Song Chou left, the prohibition in the Demon Suppression Tower was also broken a little.

Some of the people of the Demon Dao who were imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Tower looked at this scene with stunned faces.

"Banned...... Broken? ”

One person was stunned, and there was a deep surprise in his voice.

"Run!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise and directly began to attack the Demon Suppression Tower. Diaphragm

By the time they came to their senses, Song Chou had already left, and they had forgotten everything about the past.

At this moment, Hongchan let out an angry shout: "Devil, go back!" ”

The powerful momentum shook the Quartet!

The force crushed away.

"Poof!"

Before the people of the Demon Dao left the Demon Suppression Tower, they were suppressed and spat blood.

The faces of the disciples of the Dazhi Temple around him changed slightly, and they exclaimed, "What's going on?" "Ahh

"How did they escape?"

Everyone hurriedly put a group of demonic people back in prison.

"Abbot!"

The old monk guarding the Demon Tower walked over, his face was ashamed, and he said in a deep voice: "It's our dereliction of duty. ”

Hongchan's eyes raised slightly, and he said quietly: "Ghost Venerable, Song Chou has escaped." ”

"What!?"

The old monk's face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation. Diaphragm

Ghost Venerable Song Chou is a person of the Demon Dao of the Martial Immortal Realm, if he is allowed to escape......

The consequences are unimaginable!

"Abbot, the disciple will send someone to chase him back."

Hongchan shook his head lightly and said, "With your strength, it's just a sacrifice in vain. ”

"Spread this matter to the Western Regions, and let the temples be sure to protect this person."

The old monk nodded hesitantly, although he had doubts in his heart, but he didn't say much.

This person is a little weird. Diaphragm

Song Chou fled too suddenly.

The key abbot doesn't seem to take this person seriously.

The old monk didn't dare to think about it anymore, recited the Buddha's name silently, and turned to leave.

Hongchan turned around and walked out slowly towards the Daxiong Treasure Hall, lowered his head, and muttered: "I broke the vows today, just to find a glimmer of life for everyone in the world, and in the next life, I would like to enter the Abi Hell to wash away my sins." ”

"Origin and Extinction ...... in a Thought"