Buzz!

Bai Jiao suddenly opened his mouth. *With* Dream *Small* Say .lā

A pearl in his mouth bloomed with infinite golden light.

The Buddha is full of light, and the Zen sound is endless!

The people on both sides of the strait all saw the Buddha's light flickering and the Zen sound rising, and they all bowed their heads and bowed, sincerely afraid.

Su Ting struck the Prison God Knife and slashed it down suddenly.

The blade landed on the bead.

Even if it is the pearl of the dragon, it can't resist the Prison Suppression Divine Knife, but the Prison Suppression Divine Knife at this moment did not cut the Jiaozhu in half.

Buzzing sounds!

On the Jiaozhu, countless Buddhist seals suddenly appeared.

The Buddha's light is getting stronger and stronger!

Su Ting's knife fell, but it only shattered a layer of Buddhist Dharma seals, but did not cut the Jiaozhu.

"Oh?"

I saw Su Ting raise his eyebrows, and suddenly showed a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

This knife did not try its best, and it was sent casually, but after all, it was the immortal family who made the move, and the sword of the heavenly god was not something that ordinary half-immortals could resist.

However, the Jiaozhu of this white Jiao blocked his knife.

Su Ting put away the knife, his eyes were slightly condensed, and said, "Buddha relics?"

The white Jiao spit out this Jiaozhu, then took off the confinement, raised the wave, and sneered, "In the early years, I was surrendered by the Great Bodhisattva and entered the Pure Land of Bliss in the Western Heavens...... Since then, the golden body has fused with my Jiaozhu, and I am no longer an ordinary monster, otherwise how could the Buddhism have named me as the protector of the Dharma King?"

Su Ting laughed and said, "It's that I miscalculated, but you miscalculated." ”

His voice fell, and he suddenly reached out and pressed forward.

The wind and clouds rolled and fell down.

The white Jiao was suddenly pressed into the bottom of the river by Su Ting.

"Even if the original owner of this relic is alive, he may not be the opponent of the true monarch, you are just a demon king, and if you have his golden body relics integrated into the Jiaozhu, you can still turn the sky?"

Su Ting sneered and said, "Dare to expose the shortcomings of the true monarch, you are impatient to live!"

The white Jiao struggled and roared.

The sound of the dragon's groan spread across the strait.

Accompanied by bursts of Zen sound of Jiaozhu.

The people on both sides of the strait were immediately terrified and fell to the ground.

"Bi Ma Wen, I am one of the Dharma Kings of Buddhism, do you dare to kill me?"

Bai Jiao roared proudly and roared angrily.

Su Ting's face was as dark as charcoal, and he said, "You are the Buddha Bodhisattva, and Lao Tzu is going to split you today!"

He originally wanted to find out if he could ask if there had been any changes in the world from Bai Jiao's body, and maybe he could have a little slim hope and find out the clues of General Jiuli.

But the three words Bi Ma Wen were enough to make him murderous.

Seeing him raise his knife in his left hand, he raised it high.

The white Jiao's heart was awe-inspiring, and he felt the condensed killing intent, and knew in his heart that this young man was in the western soil, but he was still not afraid of the power of Buddhism, and he really wanted to kill it, the protector of the Dharma King.

"Lord Bimawen, you have a lot of adults, spare the little demon once. ”

Bai Jiao's heart trembled, and he was suddenly awe-inspired, and immediately begged for mercy, "The little demon will return to the west now, and he will not dare to come to the world to do evil again." ”

When Su Ting heard this, he became more and more annoyed.

He held the knife in his left hand and slashed down.

The sword bloomed with cold light.

The sword is shining!

This time, he used the immortal family's mana to run as much as thirty percent.

Even the immortal who dissects the corpse will be killed with a sword.

Bai Jiao let out a long groan, and a cold feeling of dying rose in his heart.

"Really slow down!"

At that moment, a voice came.

Su Ting's knife still fell, without hesitation.

However, a demon-slaying pestle stretched out on the left side, the whole body was pitch black, and the golden light flashed, accompanied by the Dharma seal of the Buddhist Gate, blocking the river.

There was a crisp sound!

The Helltown God Knife paused.

In an instant, the blade slashed through!

Break the river with a knife!

The blade went straight to the bottom of the river and slashed at the Jiaozhu relic.

Bang!

The layers of golden light seals outside the Jiaozhu are all broken!

Jiaozhu is divided into two!

The blade did not stop, and it was cut into the head of Bai Jiao!

Until this moment, the knife momentum has disappeared!

Smack!

The demon pestle that crossed the surface of the river suddenly disconnected at the front end and fell into the river.

Not far away, a golden-bodied Arhat, holding a half-cut demon-descending pestle, was stunned.

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"I ...... I...... Survived?"

Bai Jiao only felt that above his head, the pain was extremely severe, and the sharpness of the blade still made it feel the crisis of life and death, but it could still feel the crisis, which also meant that it had not died yet.

The knife severed the demon pestle, cut the Jiaozhu relic, and finally cut its sharp horns and cut into its skull, but did not cut its head in half.

"What a knife. ”

The arhat walked slowly, looking at the half-cut demon pestle in his hand, and regretted in his heart, but his eyes were full of horror when he looked at Su Ting.

He is an arhat who has cultivated a golden body, no less than a scattered immortal who has attained the Tao.

The demon pestle in his hand is a utensil that has undergone the refining of Buddhism and has been used to generate incense, which is no less than the magic weapon of the fairy family.

However, Su Ting's knife was so easy that he cut off the demon pestle in his hand.

In the same realm, the demon pestle is also comparable to a fairy treasure, but it seems so unbearable?

This Su Zhenjun, who is said to be nearly thirty-eight years old and has not attained Taoism for a long time, is it even more profound than his hundreds of years of Buddhist cultivation?

"I'm ashamed. ”

Su Ting said flatly, "Originally, only three percent of the mana was produced, and after the honorable driver blocked it, I tried my best to cut it down, although in a hurry, I only had time to transport seventy percent of the mana, but I didn't kill this demon, which is really a great shame for Su." ”

The Arhat has reached the edge of the river, and his golden body is blooming, shining on both sides.

The people on both sides of the strait all worship sincerely, and their piety is extreme, believing that it is the lower realm of the Arhats, subduing demons and subduing demons, and relieving the suffering of sentient beings.

"Zhenjun slashed my demon pestle with one sword, cut off the Jiaozhu relics, cut its dragon horns, and cut into its skull, it is an ordinary immortal family, and it may not have such a power when it goes all out. ”

Luo Han sighed, "The name of the true monarch is indeed worthy of the name." ”

Su Ting laughed and said, "Su's reputation is naturally made, but Luohan stopped me, but why?"

The golden-bodied Arhat said, "This is my Dharma King. ”

Su Ting said, "But it is also the demon king of one side of the disaster, and the true monarch is a heavenly immortal, so it is the duty to calm the chaos in the Three Realms." ”

The golden-bodied Arhat clasped his hands together and said, "If I take it back this time, it will no longer endanger the world, not to mention that this time it was stabbed by the true monarch, which is like being reborn after death, presumably it will not dare to have evil thoughts anymore." ”

Su Ting looked down and said, "It has not been in the lower realm for a long time, and it seems that it has eaten hundreds of boys and girls. ”

The golden-bodied Arhat suddenly showed compassion on his face, and said in a low voice, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, this demon has done evil to the left end, and it has hurt so many lives, I will stay here for the next three days, and I will definitely recite the sutra to surpass these hard-working children." ”

Su Ting nodded and asked, "Then the master thinks that this demon should pay for his life?"

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