The earth shook violently again, and the ground within a radius of dozens of miles began to crack, countless rocks slipped down one after another, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.

After killing Nie Xiaoqian with a type of Heavenly Seal, the residual palm power fell, causing the scene of the sky falling apart again.

Xuanyuan Lao Dao and Baiyun Zen Master looked at the destruction caused by Song Xing in front of them a little sluggishly, and they were still a little unbelievable that the terrifying demon in front of them had died in the hands of Song Xing.

Who is the sacredness of this mysterious young man in front of him?

Killing the fox demon Nie Xiaoqian, Song Xing's face did not wave, but looked at Mrs. Ximing, who had been standing quietly beside him without any move.

Mrs. Ximing looked at Nie Xiaoqian's corpse, a smile flashed in her eyes, and then she walked into the passage in the air.

Song Xing and the others followed closely and walked into the passage, the scene in front of them changed again, and when they felt the touch of the ground under their feet, they had already come to a wonderful space.

The surroundings were very quiet, looking up at the gray sky, surrounded by a vague mist, with his eyesight, he could only vaguely distinguish the scenery around him.

Mrs. Ximing, who entered first, stood not far away, staring at everyone quietly.

Somehow, Xu Xian looked at Mrs. Ximing's eyes, and inexplicably began to have an emotion called fear, which grew in his heart.

Mrs. Ximing looked at Song Xing and said, "Xuanzang's relics are ahead, and you can see it when Gongzi goes." ”

Saying that I waved her arm lightly, a stream of air gushed out and blew away the mist hundreds of zhang away, revealing a faint golden light in the mist, which was really a golden body of the Buddha sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"It's Xuanzang's relics!"

Zen Master Baiyun recognized at a glance that it was the golden body that only cultivators who had cultivated above the Arhat fruit level in Buddhism could leave behind, and subconsciously took a step ahead.

It wasn't until he took a few steps that he noticed that Song Xing was standing still and didn't move, so he slowly stopped and realized that something was wrong.

There was a surging smile on the corner of Mrs. Ximing's mouth: "The relics are just around the corner, aren't you here for this?" Why stand still. ”

Song Xing was silent, Zen Master Baiyun glanced at him, turned his head and asked, "Is this really Master Xuanzang's relics?" ”

Mrs. Ximing nodded: "As a monster, I can't get close to the golden body, but the strong Buddhist aura on it, can't the master sense it?" ”

Zen Master Baiyun hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "It is indeed the breath of the sage of Buddhism, and the person who leaves the golden body, even if he is not Master Xuanzang, must be a master of Buddhism." ”

Master Xuanzang is the first senior monk in the Tang Dynasty, known as the incarnation of the Buddha, and the legacy he left behind is by no means ordinary.

Mrs. Ximing continued: "In that case, what are the masters waiting for? ”

The whole cave returned to calm, only the strong Buddhist atmosphere on Xuanzang Jin's body became more and more vigorous.

Zen Master Baiyun took a deep breath and walked forward slowly, at this moment, Song Xing suddenly spoke: "The old demon of Montenegro has worked hard to devour Xuanzang's golden body, as a monster, are you not interested in this Buddhist holy relic?" ”

Mrs. Ximing smiled, as if she had known that Song Xinghui would question it, and replied: "Master Xuanzang is a Buddhist monk, although I am a monster, but I also have my own principles, what should not be taken, I never covet it." ”

As soon as her words fell, Song Xing's voice sounded again: "So what do you want?" ”

Mrs. Simin did not answer, but just stood there and looked at him quietly.

Song Xing didn't say much, but his eyes were staring at Mrs. Ximing, as if he was waiting for her next answer.

Mrs. Ximing's expression suddenly became cold: "What the concubine body wants is only my demon body, and Song Gongzi seems to have something to say?" ”

The corners of Song Xing's mouth outlined a smile, and in his eyes, two golden flames seemed to appear, and he said indifferently: "Disguised as a Buddha lamp demon, pretending to be defeated to me, waiting for the opportunity to enter the intersection of the Three Realms, Madame seems to be trying to avoid the sight of some people?" ”

Mrs. Ximing's face changed suddenly, she snorted coldly, and did not speak, but the temperature around her began to plummet, and on the ground, even more frost condensed, and ice spikes rose from the ground.

Xuan Yuan Lao Dao and the others suddenly felt a compelling killing force, and began to hover around them, and their color suddenly changed.

At the same time, under their surprised gaze, the golden body of Xuanzang behind Mrs. Ximing turned into mist and disappeared in a burst of mold lake distortion.

Instead, there was a huge white snake with a snow-white body, coiled into a snake array, and sleeping with its eyes closed, half-hidden and half-visible in the mist.

Its body was extremely thick and long, winding behind Mrs. Ximing, the scarlet vertical boy that opened its eyes, and its blood-red eyes revealed a cruel, violent, bloodthirsty and greedy look, and glanced at Xuan Yuan Lao Dao and the others indifferently, and then focused on Song Xing.

Song Xing looked at the white snake and asked, "Lady Ximing probably isn't your real name, right?" ”

Mrs. Ximing smiled slightly: "Mrs. Ximing is the pseudonym of this lamp demon that I took away, you can call the concubine's real name, Bai Suzhen!" ”

Song Xing looked at Mrs. Ximing, named Bai Suzhen, and then at the giant snake behind her that seemed to have no wisdom, and a flash of vigilance flashed in her eyes: "Is it Bai Suzhen, or Lishan Nu?" ”

After Song Xing said this, the surroundings seemed to freeze.

The cool breeze rises in the twilight of the mountain, and the frost leaves of the Palace of Eternal Life are red.

Song Xing looked at Bai Suzhen and said, "Actually, from the beginning, there was no snake demon snatching away the lamp demon, right?" In other words, it's you, the demon from Lishan, who took away the snake demon. ”

Bai Suzhen looked at Song Xing faintly, sighed, and asked, "How did you see it?" ”

Song Xing was silent, Bai Suzhen in his eyes had changed his luck at this moment.

When he was in Lanruo Temple, Song Xing also tried to check Bai Suzhen's heels with the Son of Heaven Wangqi technique, but he didn't see any flaws.

Under the hope of the Son of Heaven, she is just a little demon with mediocre luck.

But just when he entered the intersection of the three realms, Song Xing raised his eyes again, and Bai Suzhen's luck had changed greatly.

Through Song Xing's several blends of martial arts classics, the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique, a martial art that could only be used to defeat the enemy, can already observe the clouds, stars, celestial phenomena, and even the luck of the living spirits.

When Song Xing subconsciously looked at Bai Suzhen with the Son of Heaven's Qi Technique, he suddenly noticed that her original weak luck was already as green as a building, and she turned purple when she saw the city of the country going to Russia. There are five-colored clouds covering its top, and it is as thick as a cover.

Where is this the atmosphere that ordinary monsters can have, it is clearly the atmosphere that is worshiped by all the people and only the gods of the people have.

Song Xing couldn't help but secretly guess, what is the identity of Bai Suzhen in front of him? Is she a demon or an orthodox deity?

Before Mrs. Ximing told her origin, she was from Lishan and a descendant of the Suiren clan.

The gods of Lishan, the most famous are none more than in ancient times when Nuwa made up the sky in Lishan, and a wisp of divine thought turned into the old mother of Lishan, also known as Lishan Nu, and Taoists also known as Ziyuanjun, the holy ancestor of Yuqing.

Although I don't know why Lishan Nu incarnated as Bai Suzhen and entered the intersection of the three realms, when she thought of the person behind her, Song Xing's scalp was numb, and she almost ran away from this circle of right and wrong.