How could the Chaos Demon Body be so vulnerable, Huang Weiyang and Thirty-two Xiang were shocked, but it was too late. With a loud roar, a tall and burly figure broke through thousands of currents and rushed out of the Dao Sea, it was Hei Jia. At this time, his body shape changed, he was several feet tall, extremely strong, and his upper body robe was torn, revealing his bronzed skin. The black armor on his head was still there, but his hair had grown long to his waist, flowing in the wind, and he didn't even get a drop of water. And the biggest change is that two golden sharp and slender threads have grown on his forehead, which looks extremely demonic.

The three parties glanced at each other, but no one was in a hurry to make a move, and they confronted each other. A moment later, the sound of breaking water sounded again, and two black shadows also emerged from the Dao Sea, standing on the water and not moving. Both of them were a little pale, and blood flowed from the corners of Xing Weixin's mouth, and it seemed that they were injured underwater. As soon as the two of them appeared, they showed a look of shame and confessed to Huang Weiyang, but they didn't stop Heijia.

Huang Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the two of them were unharmed, and glanced at the black armor again, but he laughed and said, "I can't trap you with the entire Dao Sea, the Chaos Demon Body is powerful, but to be honest, I really don't dare to compliment this appearance, it's ugly enough!"

The reason why the black armor changed like this was because of refining the Chaos Rent Ancestral Qi. His Chaos Ancestral Qi came from the Silver Horn Golden Lion, and after refining, he had been suppressed within the form god, so there was no change in normal times. Just now in the Dao Sea, Xing Weixin operated the water control technique, turned into a water body, and the divine mind sensed the entire Dao Sea, which was equivalent to taking the Dao Sea as the body. He is Dao Hai, Dao Hai is him, so the array arranged changes according to the changes of Dao Hai, plus the blessing of the three major artifacts, forcing Hei Jia to burst out the suppressed Chaos Ancestral Qi, which has become what it is now. Originally, the silver horn that appeared on his forehead was the same as the silver horn golden lion, but for some reason it turned golden.

Hei Jia sneered and said, "Don't talk nonsense, which of the two of you will come first." Or just go together. Hey. The two old guys are gone, only the two of you are left, and you two little ones are left, how happy it is to be able to kill the two great descendants of Buddhism and Taoism at the same time!"

Huang Weiyang said disdainfully: "Blowing the atmosphere!" and turned to the thirty-two phases: "Little monk." I was doing it just now. But it wears me out. It's better for you to go first!" After speaking, he didn't allow the thirty-two to say more, and took a step back.

Thirty-two phases do not refuse. He saluted with his hands folded and saluted to Heijia, with compassion on his face, and still persuaded: "Heijia benefactor, do you really not consider the little monk's suggestion? You know in your heart that this is not the first time in Buddhism. With just one thought, you can save yourself and save your life, and all living beings will be grateful for the merit of the donor, so why not?"

When the thirty-second prime minister proposed this proposal just now, he was ridiculed by Hei Jia, but he didn't think it was angry at all, and now he mentioned it again, which shows that he has a sincere heart. Huang Weiyang on the side rolled his eyes behind him, and said in his heart: "The little monk is really stupid, he is a dead eye, if this monster is so obedient, where is there today's thing, the future disaster." Could it be that you are an old acquaintance with the monster, and he must give you face?"

I heard Heijia laugh and said: "Okay! I have heard that Foshan is the incarnation of the body left behind by the Buddha's old bald head after Nirvana, and it is worth paying a good attention to between heaven and earth, but it is a big secret in the cultivation world. Thanks to the Grand Mage's kind invitation, no matter how arrogant Heijia is, he can't cut your face three or four times. ”

Hei Jia actually agreed, which not only surprised him, but also made him grow his mouth, even the thirty-two phases were surprised, although he wanted to resolve this big war sincerely, but he also dared to imagine that Hei Jia could really agree, and immediately said: "Is this true?" Hei Jia said proudly: "Hei Jia has always said one thing and the same, and he still asks what is true or not." The thirty-second minister hurriedly apologized: "It's the little monk who lost his words, since that's the case, how about the black armor donor set off with the little monk at this moment?" He was afraid that the black armor would change his mind if he changed his mind, so he naturally wanted to get as soon as possible. Hei Jia shook his head and sighed: "Although I want to go, I'm afraid that some people won't!"

Thirty-two ministers hurriedly said: "Who refuses?" Then he glanced back at Huang Weiyang, and then said: "Oh, is the donor afraid that Weiyang Tian and the people of Daomen will not will? Hei Jia said coldly: "I can go wherever Hei Jia wants, I never pay attention to it, and I still need to ask whether the central bank is or not." Thirty-two was puzzled and said, "If this is the case, then who does the donor say that he will not?"

Hei Jia smiled and said: "This person, far away in the sky, in front of you, isn't it you the archmage!" This is very strange, the thirty-two Xiangxin said that he was clearly the one who invited him to Foshan, how did he become the person who refused to let him go to Foshan, and said blankly: "The words of the donor make the little monk puzzled." How could the little monk refuse to let the benefactor go to Foshan? ”

Hei Jia said: "Don't you understand this? Let me ask you, did I already tell you just now that your master Lianhua Immortal has been killed by me and another person." Thirty-two Xiang looked dark, folded his hands and recited a Buddha name, and said: "That's true, the little monk already knows that the master is indeed no longer between heaven and earth." Heijia said: "That's right, so I'm your enemy of the master, right? Since you and I have such a blood feud, and now you invite me to Foshan, do you think I should worry that you deliberately lure me into the trap you laid so that you can easily kill me?"

There is some truth in what Hei Jia said, but from the mouth of him, the monster who killed the Lotus Venerable, it makes people feel a little awkward. The thirty-second phase said: "With my master's cultivation, even if the donor has a black knife in his hand, if he wants to escape, it is impossible to kill him." Since he chose to fall under the Black Sword, it was the Master's own will. The people of Buddhism have no self, no one, no sentient beings, no longevity, cause and effect follow the law, no self is empty, the thirty-two phases will not blame the donor, and there is no way to talk about the blood sea hatred, and the donor does not have to worry about this. ”

These words of the thirty-two phases are completely based on the practice of Buddhism, and others may sound a little unbelievable. But when he said these words, although he contained the sorrow of parting, he did not have any hatred, but he did not lie. However, Heijia said: "That's what I said, but it's hard to guarantee that this is the Archmage's thoughts for a while, if you regret it in the future, what can you do? Besides. Even if the Archmage has such a mind. As for the rest of the Buddhas, can the Grand Master make sure that they all treat me the same way you do, and won't wait for my life after I enter Foshan?"

It looks like Black Armor has a lot of concerns. Thirty-two Xiang also felt that what he said was not unreasonable. He was able to make his own guarantees. But he couldn't vouch for others, he couldn't say this kind of big talk, so he immediately frowned and said, "What about the donor." Do you feel that you can be safe and worry-free, and follow the little monk to Foshan for meditation?"

Hei Jia seemed to think of something, opened his mouth but swallowed back what he was about to say, and said, "Forget it, don't mention it, the archmage won't agree to it." Thirty-two Xiang heard that there was room for him to speak, and immediately said: "The donor may wish to come and listen, and the little monk should do his best to support the donor." Hei Jia thought about it again, and finally waved his hand and refused: "Forget it, with my body as a monster today, it is absolutely impossible for the archmage to trust me anymore." ”

Seeing that he hesitated, he felt that Heijia was forced by the shape in front of him, and he was really thinking about his own construction, and decided that as long as he could solve his worries, he would be able to bring him into Foshan to avoid a catastrophe, and said at the moment: "If it weren't for believing in the donor, the little monk would not have proposed such a construction in the first place." Wouldn't it be easier to do it directly, so why bother so much. Could it be that the donor's understanding of the little monk still doesn't believe the little monk?"

When Huang Weiyang heard this, he wondered in his heart: "Why did this little monk know this monster before?"

Hei Jia also seemed to be moved by the persistence of the thirty-two phases, sighed, and said: "After many tribulations, how difficult is it to survive! It's not that I don't want to believe in the Archmage, it's just that the Archmage doesn't know that I can live to this day, it's all because I can't believe it, not because I don't believe it! Today you are already a Venerable of Buddhism, and I have become a monster in the wilderness, if you want to believe it, I want to believe in you, Archmage, but I don't dare to believe in the worldly Venerable of Buddhism at all!"

When the thirty-two ministers heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on their faces, their hands were folded, and they said, "In this way, the little monk understands what the donor means." If the little monk is made for you, not for the little monk, the donor will be able to go to Foshan safely!"

Heijia said: "Archmage doesn't have to be joking, you have already entered the realm of detachment from the heavens, your supernatural powers are wonderful, and your mana is mysterious, how can I be compared to a wilderness monster like me, let alone restrain you!"

Thirty-two Xiang said: "It's easy to do about this, the magic spell that has been cultivated by practice, the magic power is in the realm, the magic is in the cultivation, although the realm cultivation cannot be abolished, but there are divine thoughts that can be dispersed, and mana can be cut." Since the donor's heart can't be at ease, the little monk will disperse his thoughts by himself, cut off his mana, and take his body as a hostage, so that the little monk can no longer hurt you, and the rest of the Buddhist monks also have scruples and dare not harm you, so that you can practice in Foshan safely, is this good?"

When Huang Weiyang heard this, he was startled and said, "Little monk, are you crazy, you actually believe in this monster? I told you to fight, not to make you stupid!"

Thirty-two Xiang was silent, stretched out his hand back to stop Huang Weiyang, looked at Heijia without leaving, and asked again: "Donor, what do you think?"

Hei Jia's words were originally to delay, so that the chaotic ancestral qi that had just erupted could settle down in the form and god, and he also took the opportunity to tease and ridicule the thirty-two phases, asking him to abandon his cultivation The words were originally a joke, and he was going to make some more detours and say it slowly. Unexpectedly, the thirty-two phases took the initiative to mention it, but it was taken seriously, and he couldn't help but be ecstatic in his heart, but he tried his best to suppress his excitement, and said with a faint smile: "The archmage said that he was laughing!"

Hearing his tone of insincerity, Thirty-two Xiang smiled slightly: "The little monk believes in the donor, so he made such a decision." Why, doesn't the donor believe in the little monk?"

Hei Jia waited for this sentence, and immediately pretended to be annoyed, and shouted loudly: "If you want me to believe, how can you just talk in vain, if you scatter your thoughts on the spot and cut off your mana, Hei Jia will immediately go to Foshan and never go down the mountain for the rest of your life! I don't say this casually, I dare to swear with a demon heart, if there is a violation, the demon heart will immediately leave the body, and never enter the body of Hei Jia again." ”

When the thirty-two ministers heard this, their faces showed a hint of relief and joy, and they immediately put their palms together and recited: "Amitabha, the benefactor is merciful, and the little monk admires!" After speaking, a golden flame suddenly rose from his body, engulfing his body. (To be continued......)