As soon as the door of the Nine Hells opened, it was like a giant whale opening its huge mouth, and the Buddha was sucked in like a small one, the Sanskrit sound disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

The little golden child looked at the sword ghost Zhen Zheng, frowned and said, "Min Gongen, it seems that you have had a lot of adventures after you were reincarnated, but with magic weapons and transformations, you still can't make up for the gap between us, and I won this time." "The little golden child turned into a golden body, the huge body covered the sky, one foot can step on the thousand peaks, and the golden body is surrounded by the Great Dao Buddhism.

"Dafa Prajna is like a palm!" the little golden child roared, like thunder. A golden giant palm slapped at Zhen Zheng, Zhen Zheng felt that he was locked and had no way to hide, Zhen Zheng took out the white jade sword, and with a move the angry dragon broke into the sky, turning into a thousand miles of divine dragon soaring upward, striking the sky, and crashing into the golden light giant palm.

The huge impact sound was deafening, the heavens and the earth shook, and the whole sky was sprinkled with gold, not the golden of the golden light giant palm, but the golden divine dragon of Zhen Zheng's angry dragon that broke through the sky was blocked, and the golden giant palm was still slapped down heavily, but the gold was much lighter, and the power was not as strong as before.

Zhen Zheng's eyebrows froze, the angry dragon rushed to the sky is his powerful sword move, it was broken so easily, or the first time, the white jade sword returned to his hand, the sword pointed at the giant palm, a sword pointed out, with the true intention of the sword, the golden giant palm stopped at a distance of one inch above the tip of the sword, and it never fell, and finally turned into nothingness.

"Min Gongen, what kind of adventure do you have?Why did I feel that your sword intent was almost like Dao just now, how can you be so strong, even the strongest supernatural power of Zhengda Zen Temple can't help you, can't you let me win once and be happy?" The little golden boy stomped his feet angrily, complaining, and was very dissatisfied with Zhen Zheng.

Zhen Zheng's face was ugly, and I became a pie when you won once, this god and Buddha were not only competitive after being reborn, but also very childish.

"You forced me, you have to be careful. The little golden boy suddenly had a serious expression and said solemnly.

The little golden child closed his eyes and sealed his hands, and a sharp giant blade as black as ink tore through the space and appeared in front of the little golden child, the giant blade just stood there, and the air around it was cut by the sharp blade, and time was twisted and swirled, and a turbulent current appeared.

The little golden child opened his eyes suddenly, a pair of cold eyes didn't seem to have any emotion, and the little golden child said in a calm tone, "Chop!" The tone did not contain any emotion, it was the most original appearance of the voice.

""Immortal Emperor Forgetfulness"!" Zhen Zheng secretly exhaled, the strange behavior of the little golden child should be caused by the use of "Immortal Emperor Forgetfulness", this set of magic skills is to extinguish the emotions of monks and pursue the peak of the avenue, one of the small moves will be regarded as a magic power by the giants, so Zhen Zheng did not dare to underestimate the black giant blade in the slightest.

The pitch-black giant blade looked at the little golden child and let out a disdainful sneer, "You are not qualified to order me! If it weren't for the fact that you have cultivated a little bit of the Immortal Emperor's Forgetfulness, I would have beheaded you first." "The black knife actually spat out people's words, it is an instrument repair!

The black knife looked at Zhen Zheng, Zhen Zheng felt that his body suddenly froze, and cold sweat flowed down his face, with the strength of his transformation, even in the face of the strong man of the ancestral realm, he had a trace of strength to fight back, but this black knife made him completely lose the ability to resist, if the black knife slashed at this time, Zhen Zheng would be dead, but unexpectedly, the black knife stared at the white jade sword in Zhen Zheng's hand, and looked at it for a long time, the blade trembled slightly, I don't know what it was thinking.

The white jade sword emitted a soft light, enveloping Zhen Zheng, and the black knife said in disbelief, "I see, I understand." "After that, the black knife tore open the space, and I don't know where it went.

Zhen Zheng was suddenly able to move, his clothes were already soaked, the black knife at least had the power of a true immortal, what puzzled Zhen Zheng was that the black knife seemed to recognize the white jade sword, and the white jade sword seemed to say something to the black knife, the departure of the black knife was inseparable from the white jade sword, could it be that the white jade sword asked the black knife to do something? Zhen Zheng looked down at the white jade sword in his hand, the mysterious white jade sword was still like an ordinary blade, without the slightest uniqueness.

The little golden boy was shocked, and returned to normal, he suddenly shouted, "Min Gongen, don't really die, the Buddha Gate doesn't allow killing, at least you can't kill so openly, if the monks below see this god and Buddha killing, where will the face of this god and Buddha go?"

Zhen Zheng's face darkened, and he gave the little golden boy a violent shudder, "What did you summon just now? Not only did you almost kill me, but you almost killed yourself." ”

The little golden child covered his head and said with a sad and indignant face, "Min Gongen, you dare to knock on the head of this god Buddha, Amitabha, the Buddha is above, please give me the strength to defeat this great evil man!" The little golden child folded his hands and looked at the sky with a reverent face.

Zhen Zheng rewarded the little golden boy with a violent shudder, "At a young age, don't pretend to be a magic stick, quickly say what the black knife was just now?"

The little golden child was knocked out and screamed, and finally said with a face full of grievances, "I don't know what it was just now, I just tried to summon a weapon according to the mantra of summoning weapons in "Immortal Emperor Forgetfulness", who knew that such a terrifying guy would be drilled." ”

"You haven't summoned it before?" asked Zhen Zheng suspiciously.

"No, "Immortal Emperor Forgetfulness" is engraved on me, so I know the content in it, I just picked a random trick to try, you see this is the trick. The little golden boy said heartlessly, and suddenly turned around, revealing the golden text on his back.

Zhen Zheng was speechless, this little golden boy is really learning and using it, and he is not afraid of going crazy. Zhen Zheng was suddenly frightened by his turning action, and immediately turned his head, not looking at the Jin Wen behind the little golden child, the little golden child's rebirth method is very unique, and he can't be defined by a monk simply, so he won't be attracted by "Immortal Emperor Forgetfulness", Zhen Zheng can't, but he knows how attractive this set of anti-heaven exercises is to monks.

"This set of exercises is not simple, it is better for you to use it less in the future. Zhen Zheng persuaded.

The little golden child nodded and said solemnly, "I have a feeling that there is a secret hidden behind this set of exercises, or a shocking conspiracy. ”

Zhen's face is dignified, the little golden child has the most contact with "The Immortal Emperor's Forgetfulness", and has the most right to speak, and his feelings are probably not groundless.

"I said Min Gong'en, how the hell did you cultivate? I worked hard to be reborn, and I still can't defeat you, it's really angry that this god and Buddha are really angry. The little golden child said suddenly.

Zhen Zheng looked at the little golden child, his face was weird, and a child claiming to be a god and Buddha made Zhen Zheng feel very funny, "I'm not Min Gongen, my name is Zhen Zheng." Zhen Zhengse said.

"Okay, Min Gong Zhenzheng, how exactly did you cultivate?" said the little golden child.

Zhen Zheng's face was black, "My name is Zhen Zheng, not Min Gong Zhen Zheng." ”

"Got it, Min Gongzheng, do you have any adventures, what kind of treasure is your black gate?" asked the little golden boy with a curious expression, like a good baby, he really couldn't connect him with an old monk who described him as withered.

Zhen Zheng was completely speechless, and he wondered if the reborn golden body of the little golden child had affected his hearing. (To be continued.) )