Chapter Twenty-Three: The Cowardly Wandering Monk

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The breath on the old demon of Montenegro surged, and a gust of wind was set off around it, Chen Jiu stood unsteadily, and fell directly to the ground, this wind was not an ordinary wind, but an extremely violent wind, blowing the surrounding mountains and rocks were hung with layers of stone powder.

When the smoke disappeared and the wind calmed down, a cough came from a dirt pit.

Slowly patting the dust on his body, Chen Jiu sat up in place, looking at the surrounding mountain roads that had been widened a lot because of the blow of Montenegro and himself, but where is the old demon of Montenegro now?, is it dead?.

Immediately, Chen Jiu's eyes shrank, and a black shadow was still as tall as before, although the black mist on his body was a little indifferent, and even fluctuated constantly, but the old demon of Black Mountain was standing, and he was sitting, wasn't it.

"You're not dead" Chen Jiu spoke first, breaking the silence.

"What a domineering blow, but it's still some distance away from being able to kill me" The old demon of Montenegro is still so light-hearted.

Chen Jiu's face was gloomy, and since the old demon of Montenegro was not dead after the blow, then he was the one who died, but Chen Jiu didn't want to die, because he hadn't lived enough.

"It's good that you've been able to inflict heavy damage on my temporary body, I haven't tasted hurt for years, and in order to thank you, I will drain your soul."

Chen Jiu sneered: "I thought you let me go in order to thank me."

The old demon of Montenegro shook his head: "That's impossible, I will definitely kill the person who can hit me hard, even if you only hit a trace of the soul of this seat."

"Are you afraid that I will take revenge in the future?".

"Well, the most terrible thing in the world is not cutting the grass and eradicating the roots."

After saying this, the old demon of Montenegro looked at Chen Jiu with a little regret: "Your name is Chen Jiu?"

"Well, in fact, my name is Chen Jiu, but it's not a wine to drink, but a nine-of-one, two-three, five-six-seven-**" Chen Jiu laughed.

"It's a pity, you were born in this broken world, otherwise you must be a generation of Tianjiao" The old demon of Montenegro said.

Where Chen Jiu was silent, the old demon of Montenegro seemed to have regained his vitality: "Although you are a rare genius, the fastest death in this world is a genius."

The surrounding vitality instantly gathered and was absorbed by the old demon of Montenegro, but the movements of the old demon of Montenegro were quickly interrupted.

"Amitabha".

A clear Buddha horn instantly disturbed the vitality of heaven and earth, and had to make the old demon of Montenegro stop moving.

"Who dares to care about the gossip of my old demon in Montenegro, is it because it has been obtained for too long and is a little greasy?"

Not far away, a bald-headed monk walked slowly, saying that it was slow, but he was growing lotus step by step, and he came to the field in a few steps.

"Amitabha, I have seen two donors".

This monk is like a warm jade, about 30 years old, but if you look closely, you are in your 40s, or 50s, and it seems that this age is not real.

"Who am I, it turns out that there is a bald donkey" The old demon of Montenegro is obviously not interested in the monk at all, and even has a grudge.

After the monk took a look at the scene in the field, he already knew it in his heart, and when he heard the meanness of the old demon of Montenegro, the monk was not annoyed: "Amitabha, the benefactor of Montenegro, you have been sealed for a hundred years, why bother to come out again and set off a storm."

The old demon of Montenegro glared at his eyes: "You are the bald donkey of that vein, back then, you bald donkeys plotted against this seat, and used the power of thousands of years of incense to seal this seat in the temple, a full three hundred years, this work finally broke through a trace of seal, and was about to find the monk of the year, you came just right."

"The donor's murderous nature has not changed, it seems that the power of my human race is still to seal you once, as for the temple back then, if it weren't for the seal of your demon, the thousand-year-old temple would be desolate, and the abbot would not be dead."

The old demon of Montenegro laughed when he heard this: "I really didn't expect that the old monk was actually dead."

Chen Jiu looked anxious from behind: "Master, this old demon of the Black Mountain was hit hard by me, you hurry up, otherwise I won't be in a hurry after you ask him to come over."

The monk's face was shocked when he heard this, and after looking at the old demon of Montenegro for a while, his face was surprised, and his heart swayed, the old demon of Montenegro was a famous big demon, how could he be so easy to get along with, and the young man in front of him didn't know whether to believe it or not.

"Monk, you came to die today to fulfill you, just to kill a bald donkey to relieve hatred" The old demon of Montenegro is an old man, and when he saw this monk swaying, he made threats with words.

Chen Jiu was helpless, this monk was also timid, and he was actually frightened by the prestige of the old demon of Montenegro.

In fact, Chen Jiu didn't know how famous this old demon of Montenegro was back then, it was simply fierce and monstrous, this monk grew up listening to the prestige of the old demon of Montenegro from the ears of his brothers since he was a child, and he was not afraid of seeing a real person at this time.

If you want to blame, you can only blame this old demon of Montenegro for being too cunning, obviously he has been seriously injured, but there is no flaw at all, and his kung fu is really good.

The old demon of Montenegro saw the hesitation of the little monk, and slowly came to Chen Jiu's side, but the monk was helpless when he saw this, but he began to chant the scriptures, the Demon Sutra.

Of course, the ordinary Demon Sutra is useless, but the scriptures recited by this monk are really extraordinary, with a power to subdue demons and subdue demons.

Chen Jiu's eyelids twitched slightly, and the footsteps of the old demon of the Black Mountain were just lightly paused in the sound of scriptures, and then he bent down and groped in Chen Jiu's back basket for a while.

The power of subduing demons and subduing demons on the back basket is simply a joke for this kind of big demon, the gourd that collects demons is in the hands of the old demon of Montenegro, and he can't care about the stinging pain brought by the talisman, and the corners of his mouth show a trace of sarcasm and crazy smile.

Chen Jiu thought of the composition of the body of the old demon of the Black Mountain, the three black mist, so he shouted: "It's not good, monk, don't chant the scriptures, hurry up and stop him."

It was late, the old demon of Montenegro had already opened the lid, and a black mist flashed in an instant, and it was swallowed into the stomach by the old demon of Montenegro.

If you want to say that the old demon of Montenegro is so close, why didn't he kill Chen Jiu directly, it was not that he was afraid of stimulating that little monk, swallowing that black mist, completing his body shaping, and enhancing his strength to kill that little monk is the most important thing.

The little monk watched the momentum of the old demon of the Black Mountain soar, didn't he know that he had fallen into a trick and missed the best opportunity to extinguish this trace of divine thought in vain.

Soon, the momentum of the old demon of Montenegro was all converged and in his body, and then he saw the old demon of Montenegro and smiled: "Back then, Lanruo Temple devoured countless relics in the first battle of the main seat, it was really delicious jelly beans, and the old demon of Montenegro showed a look of endless aftertaste.

Chen Jiu's eyes were round: "Hurry up, the body of this old demon of the Black Mountain has not been completely molded, and it will be really late when its body is successfully shaped."

As soon as Chen Jiu's words fell, the old demon of the Black Mountain fell, instantly knocking Chen Jiu a few feet away, and almost fell off the cliff.

"I want you to be troubled".

After finishing speaking, the old demon of Montenegro looked at the monk: "Hahaha, what he just said is right, if you make a move at the beginning, you will definitely have no power to resist, but now that the four ghosts of this seat have been completed, even if you make a move at this moment, it will be too late, wait for me to dig up your head and see if your relics are as delicious as those old monks."

Looking at the monk with an earthy face, Chen Jiu's face showed a resolute expression: "This monk is really a waste, he is so greedy for life and afraid of death, and I don't know if this cultivation has reached the belly of a dog, and the old demon of Montenegro can't see it for such an obvious delay."

Chen Jiu quietly drew a talisman in his hand, and then the gourd in the hand of the old demon of the Black Mountain instantly became hot, and before he could react, a roar had already resounded throughout the entire mountain road, and the surrounding gravel crackled and fell.

Chen Jiu actually blew himself up again, not only his precious gourd, but also the magic weapon skeleton that was seized last time.

The skeleton had been suppressed by Chen Jiu in the gourd, and at this moment, the two magic weapons exploded, and a puff of smoke and dust filled the field, and I don't know what happened to the old demon of the Black Mountain who was close at hand.

Ignoring the fog, Chen Jiuda shouted: "Monk, monk, whether you are dead or not, now is the best time, the spiritual consciousness of this old demon of Montenegro has been severely damaged by my self-detonation magic weapon again, if you don't make a move, we are really helpless."

After finishing speaking, Chen Jiu's gaze looked in vain at the dust.