When Zhang Ke slaughtered the evil god, the demon king was suppressing the samadhi true fire in the abdominal cavity and pulling with the sea of fire; And when the last evil god turned into a puddle of meat paste and sprinkled on the ground, the demon king was still pulling with the sea of fire in his body.

As for the divine seal suppressed on its body, it didn't even look at it from beginning to end.

It's not that it doesn't want to escape, the point is that the samadhi true fire is very disgusting, once it is touched, it will not even have a chance to survive with a broken arm, it will burn its body and true spirit together, unless there is true water, jade dew, or the water of the four seas can be annihilated.

But here's the problem.

It takes the road of the land, and it has nothing to do with the god of water, and it knows that this real water/jade dew can't be refined, and he doesn't want to barter and doesn't have this condition.

Although the land of the Western Regions is not a pure waterless desert, there are few water veins, and those water gods are worried about the rain all year round, for fear that the river will dry up in the summer of the next year. Supply exceeds demand, and naturally no one makes this loss-making business.

What's more, no one in the Western Regions had ever learned the magic of Samadhi True Fire in the past.

If you have never seen a spell before, naturally no one will be on guard. Then, it's a taster.

As for the waters of the four seas, don't even think about it.

When the grass grows to two meters tall, it may be able to help with watering.

Fortunately, the fire of this real fire is not pure enough, and it is still at the level of simmering, although it is more vicious to simmer on low heat, but it is better than the direct stir-fry of martial fire, at least at the moment it can still be suppressed by mana for a while longer.

As for how to survive in the future, it originally had two choices.

Moreover, the reason why it came out of the cave this time has little to do with the provocation of those evil gods in the Western Turks, no matter how disguised the corpse is, it can't get rid of the smell of corpses, and the clumsy methods will deceive those who have bad brains.

Moreover, in this land of the Western Regions, after the baptism a few decades ago, the monsters with bad brains were basically killed with a stick.

However, although it knew the truth, it did not debunk it, after all, the demons in its cave mansion were not all of the same mind.

At this time, I have to mention the brainless scorpion spirit at the beginning, who dared to say anything, and said it so loudly

Although he finally drove the guy away, it also inspired the demon king to know that he couldn't wait any longer, and that it was time to find a way out.

Otherwise, don't look at the stability it is living now.

When the war ends, no matter who wins in the end, its practice of not wanting to help will eventually be liquidated.

So, taking this opportunity, it just got out of those eyeliners in its own cave.

Bring a few loyal subordinates and the corpses of those Tang Army scouts to the Duhu Mansion to "make trouble".

Of course, the ultimate purpose of the trouble is just to find a backer for himself.

Inspired by that baptism of the past.

The demon king found that in this acre and three points of land, those who can live a nourishing life must have a background to have a high status, and it is not too much to worship boys and girls every year, as long as someone is in trouble, someone will come to the rescue.

If you are alone, then I'm sorry, today your limit is approaching.

It's just that I didn't expect that my fire seemed to be burning a little strongly, not only did I fail to come to the expected orthodox identity, but I made the emperor anxious and sent a character who didn't talk much.

He didn't listen to a word of justification, and he beat the lion to death!

Now it seems that the road of the Tang gods is completely blocked, and they can only ask those bald donkeys. Oh no, the monks can be faster.

After all, I am a Buddha with compassion, and I can become a Buddha on the ground by putting down the butcher's knife - it is nothing more than being a mount for others, which is better than dying.

After sending out a distress message.

The demon king concentrated on suppressing the true fire in his body with mana.

Until Zhang Ke slaughtered the evil gods, it still hung its breath.

Look at the figure that covers the sky and the sun.

Feel the trembling of the earth beneath you.

The light of hope in the Demon King's eyes gradually dimmed - how could this group of damn bald asses not arrive yet.

This barbarian god has slaughtered all the garbage of the Western Turks, and if you don't show up again, this king will really die!

The demon king supported his mana and helped him turn around, and then it lay down on the ground in a dejected manner, exposing its flame-burned belly in front of Zhang Ke.

Ke Zhang: ?

He's not a dog lover, and he can't see anything cute with his hideous face and intertwined teeth.

However, this posture is really easy to start.

There was a surge of air between Zhang Ke's five fingers, and he raised his hand to press down on the wound in the demon king's abdomen.

"Leave a demon under your hands!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from behind him.

In the next moment, an object leaped from behind him and landed between the palm of the demon king and Zhang Ke, and then a golden barrier was propped up, and the air flow gathered in Zhang Ke's hand was printed on the barrier, making a sizzling sound.

The violent friction made the golden barrier flicker and flicker, and although it looked like it was about to go offline, it never shattered.

At this moment, the man who spoke hurried behind him.

Zhang Ke frowned, turned his head, and saw only a few monks in white robes, who were panting heavily, and at the same time, they were looking at the barrier that he was pinching and scraping wildly in his hands.

"The poor monk White Horse Temple disciple - Fa Zheng, I have seen the gods."

Seeing the impatience in Zhang Ke's eyes, the monk did not dare to delay time.

After all, what they did just now was already offensive to this god, and the follow-up purpose was to take away this demon king who was suppressed under the mountain.

"White Horse Temple."

Zhang Ke glanced at them, but they all had a peaceful atmosphere, worthy of being monks from the source of Zen Buddhism.

It's just that Zhang Ke's senses for monks are not good.

He didn't deny that there was a hatred for the house and Wu, of course, it was more because he had already won steadily, so they jumped out to stop it and wanted Zhang Ke to keep the demon king's life.

"Huh!"

With a chuckle, Zhang Keyuan didn't stop moving, and at this moment he increased his strength by three points.

The golden barrier suddenly began to crack.

Seeing this, Fa Zheng's face turned dark.

It's not that he is angry because he is ignored, where does the monk get so much anger, but he feels sorry for the scripture - it is a Buddhist scripture written by the Arhat himself, and changing to a small temple is almost where a temple is inherited.

Even the wealthy White Horse Temple feels like ripping off a piece of meat.

But think of a demon king who can drive for thousands of years, the protector god.

Fa Zheng's breath calmed down a lot, he bowed and saluted, and then spoke: "Please also ask the Zun God's subordinates to be merciful, although this demon dominates one side, but it does not kill much." ”

"In the past, I was limited by the barbarian land, although my heart was to correct the law, but there was no suitable time, until some time ago Khotan was occupied by my Tang Dynasty, and it had the opportunity to summon the poor monks and brothers It is for this reason."

"This lion king, since his heart is towards the Dharma and he is willing to accompany the Buddha in the future to atone for his sins, it is better to respect the gods and not be too embarrassed by it, and it is convenient to punish small punishments and big commandments."

Hearing this, Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows.

Then he looked down at the demon king lying on his back on the ground, and as his divine thoughts fluctuated, the netherworld authority in the divine seal decisively swept over it.

It's really not serious, but if you count only people, there are actually only about a hundred.

Moreover, these people are either natives of the Western Regions, or merchants passing by from the extreme west, and it is not serious if there are no Tang people.

The god of the Tang Dynasty can't control the lives of the barbarians, and before it attacks the Tang people, it will at most be labeled as a dangerous role.

And looking at the slightly turbid soul of the Lion King under the Netherworld Insight, Fa Zheng and the others were also slightly relieved.

As long as it has nothing to do with the Tang people, it is not a big deal over there, and it will be a matter of paying a little price.

"This thing is the fruit of the Bodhi treasure tree in the temple for a hundred years, and it has the effect of purifying the heart and wisdom, and a small gift is given to the god to express gratitude."

Fa Zheng said as he took a Bodhi bracelet from the hand of the monk beside him and handed it out, and the other hand pointed to the demon king who was pressed under the mountain and said: "After the poor monk and others escort them back to the White Horse Temple, they will come to thank the god for raising their noble hands."

Before Monk Fazheng's words were completely finished, he saw the mountain-like giant god shake his head, and his voice was like thunder: "Although this demon king did not plot to kill the people of the Tang Dynasty, but he led the demons to attack the army camp, and this crime is even more unforgivable, so I am afraid that you will come for nothing." ”

Although there is a clear light lingering on this Bodhi bracelet, you can know that it is a good thing just by looking at it.

But Buddhism can only say that there is no free lunch in the world.

What's more, a mere bracelet can't tempt him. And the things that this demon king committed can't be solved even if you add money.

Just attacking the camp is enough to split it into eight petals.

Not to mention other crimes.

"The poor monk didn't know about this in advance."

Fa Zheng glared at the demon king viciously, this unlucky thing is really rampant, he really wants to turn around, but this is the first demon king in the Western Regions to take refuge, and the temple is also ready to use it to open the door of convenience in the Western Regions, and all those wandering monsters will be controlled.

As for why the monks of the White Horse Temple want to go to the Western Regions to transform the demons, this has to start with the holy decree of the Ox Snake God.

Since the loss of the Ox Snake God in the territory of Datang, the original plan for sustainable development has been forcibly broken, and since then this merit has become more and more difficult to do.

But they can't learn from those charlatans and play the kind of trick that they put themselves to catch, otherwise it won't be to earn merit, but to go to the underworld without great virtue.

As a result, they had no choice but to turn their gaze to the outside world.

Gritting his teeth, Fa Zhengqiang said to himself: "As the saying goes, the prodigal son does not change his money, and the Buddha also said that he put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the ground.

Seeing Zhang Ke shaking his head, when Fa Zheng wanted to persuade again, he was pulled by the sleeve of his shirt by the monk behind him and whispered two words in his ear.

Then he turned his head, and his complexion changed abruptly.

Previously, because the demon king was lying on his back and his abdomen was facing up, they didn't notice that the demon king was still being burned by the real fire.

Now it turned sideways with its head wilted, and the sea of fire in its belly immediately appeared in the eyes of the monks.

"Venerable God, since you are negotiating, then the life and death of this demon king has not yet been decided, it is better to withdraw your samadhi true fire first, otherwise the poor monk is afraid that it will not be able to hold on."

The demon king, who was burned by the real fire and whose mana was about to run dry, shed tears of excitement when he heard this.

Finally noticed me.

If you continue to talk nonsense, this king will have to be burned.

It wanted to say a few words, but thought about the purpose of its own camp.

Silence again.

Being known by this group of monks to Qin Duchu, I don't know if they will be so dedicated to saving themselves, but this real fire is really unbearable, after such a long time, I feel that my whole body is almost ripe, and even my soul now feels the pain of being ignited.

It has only lived for a few hundred years, where is there so much mana to suppress these true fires, and it is already the blessing of that Buddhist scripture to last until now.

Please, life or death, hurry up!

The demon king looked at the monk for help, and the monk looked at Zhang Ke for help, and as for Zhang Ke, he was bowing his head and groaning.

Seeing this, Monk Fazheng didn't know that Zhang Ke was delaying time, he was just waiting, waiting for the real fire to smelt the demon king to death.

This demon king has a lot at stake.

But this god is not easy to mess with, the scriptures of the Arhat's handwriting, but in a moment's effort, it is already on the verge of destruction, at least it must be a god of more than six grades, how strong it is, Fazheng can't see it, you can't let the other party perform it, or let you take out another copy of the Bodhisattva's handwritten book to consume, right?

What's more, his towering body looks like a transformation of the size of the magic power.

This kind of supernatural power is not like something that can be born with it, and it is obvious that this person is also a heavyweight in the Western Regions. Wait, anyway, the temple just needs a breakthrough, so it's better to do that.

Sorry, it's late, I'm not satisfied with the changes at the beginning of this chapter many times today, headache, what's the problem left in this chapter, the author will read it every night

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