Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 37 Slaying Demons and Eliminating Demons

When Xuan Wei heard this, she almost vomited blood.

She didn't expect that these people were all big figures in the monk world, with a great cultivation level, but she was so despicable.

Everyone from Taihua Sect looked at Xuan Wei, a little confused and at a loss.

In fact, the huge jealousy made many of them want to kill Chen Changan.

Monk Huineng took the fastest move, and a golden light emanated from his hands, and it was as dazzling as a little bright sunshine in the clouds filled with hostility!

If you don’t know the truth, but look at the appearance of both parties, Chen Changan is wrapped in black anger, which contains death, resentment, sorrow and anger...

On Huineng's face, there was a faint look of compassion on his face. His hands folded together burst out thousands of golden lights from the tip of his palm.

The light grew from small to large, and it was instantly dazzling, containing the sound of the Sanskrit soaring into the sky.

Anyone who sees it will think it is a great monk who kills the monsters here.

Xuan Wei sacrificed a water-blue magic sword and slashed towards Huineng. Huineng casts spells with all his strength to deal with Chen Chang'an. Just a little bit, a golden light shot towards Xuan Wei.

Her magic sword broke, vomited blood and fell to the ground.

The people from Taihua Sect quickly stepped forward and protected her. Most of the monks around followed Ku Yuan and Huineng and began to release various magic weapons and Taoist techniques towards the black cloud group.

Buddhism says compassion, but Buddhism is not gentle at all. Xuan Wei was pointed out, and the divine sword tempered by blood was broken and suffered severe damage.

A trace of despair flashed in her eyes, and she looked up at the sky tightly, looking at the black clouds.

Huineng's technique seemed to have a counterproductive effect on the dead energy. The golden light faintly broke the black cloud, and Chen Changan inside felt a pain in his chest.

But endless black clouds and white light gathered in his qi sea, leaving his body uncontrollable at all.

The brilliant golden light burst out from this small hole, like Buddha flames burning everything in the sky, swallowing up all the surrounding blacks, and a huge golden light ball rose in the black clouds in the air.

Such spectacular scenes are really rare in the world. All the monks are shocked, shocked by the great Buddhist powers.

"It is worthy of being the divine monk Huineng!"

"Buddhism is invincible!"

...

The burning hole was poured in even more violently, and Huineng was as powerful as he gradually couldn't bear it.

There are countless white lights gathered together, which is the power of faith that is saved by the lives.

This thing and the black cloud can actually blend in water, without any repulsion, repairing Chen Changan's body, who was seriously injured.

His body can not only save people, but also heal himself even more outrageous.

Especially now that the spiritual power is so abundant that it is endless, Huineng's attacks are never fatal.

Ku Yuan, who was standing aside, looked colder and he used his sword to draw his face, his face becoming more and more cold.

The complex sword energy in the sky finally gathered into a long sword of 100 meters, emitting an orange-yellow light, and slashed it down with one sword.

"This son can recover from injury. Only by killing him with one sword can he be eradicated."

The sky was filled with light, dazzling and could hardly be seen. The monks underground burst into cheers, celebrating here crazily the success of Kuyuan Zhenren in Taixu Palace in the killing of demons.

This sword energy is really amazing, it contains the power to split mountains and rivers, making people feel no doubt that the young man in the black cloud is about to die.

Xuanwei also closed her eyes, and two tears were squeezed and rolled down on the wound.

"It will hurt..."

In the world, in that moment, it was as quiet as chaos.

Chen Chang'an spit out a mouthful of blood and scattered it. Wherever he went, dead trees were springing, grass ashes sprouted, nourishing the earth.

Although the breath in his body was originally rushing and rushing, it was still within control.

Killed by Ku Yuan's sword, a crack appeared in his purple palace.

The boundless black cloud aura no longer gathered in his body and became violent.

There is darkness between heaven and earth without any light.

The sky was filled with sharp roars through the air, and the howling wind was like countless evil spirits and monsters howled to the sky at the same time, with a very shrill voice.

Ghost shadows were wailing, running around between heaven and earth.

Chen Changan tilted from the sky and fell to the ground. His red eyes could see the things around him clearly in the endless darkness.

The demon fox in Qingqiu Mountain is a ghost nemesis and is born without any restrictions on ghosts.

Qingle's body was extremely fast, and the hundreds of millions of resentful spirits started to make a fuss. Even Huineng had no idea how to start, but Qingle came and went freely.

The three-tailed little demon fox, whose figure suddenly surged, fled to the west with Chen Chang'an on his back.

The Mountain of Death, known as the forbidden zone of life, is right in front of it.

"Minister Ku Yuan, if we don't join forces now, we are afraid that we will not be able to drive away these ghosts."

Ku Yuan's face was dead, no longer as if he had the fairy spirit at the beginning, but he became a little cruel.

He activated the magic sword and formed a formation with Huineng.

With the blessing of the Buddhist sound, the sword light scattered and pierced the darkness.

But seeing this world suddenly, a strong wind blew everywhere, and the sword shadows were everywhere, half of the sky was shaking.

The other side of the formation was brightly golden, suspended around, and the edge was engraved with the golden body of seventy-two arhats. The middle was surrounded by the true monk Huineng, who looked compassionate and saved all living beings.

The dark clouds in the sky lost the center of Chen Chang'an, and no longer had strong cohesion, and were dispersed by the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism.

The light was restored to the world again. Everyone hurried to find the figure of the boy in the center of the black cloud, but saw a three-tailed fox running west with him on his back.

The fox's body movement was so fast that it left a shadow, and he kept turning back and ran towards the mountain of Death, which was known as the thunder and lightning restricted area.

Huineng and Ku Yuan were the first to move. Although Ku Yuan's instant body technique was not as good as his senior brother Ku Xuan's golden light, it was also a rare instant body technique.

But even so, she still did not catch up with the three-tailed fox. She watched her carry Chen Chang'an into the Mountain of Death.

There is a forbidden area for life, and there is a mountain of death, and no one dares to break into it rashly.

Huineng came one step later, but was not depressed, and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, you see it. This thief came out of the Mountain of Death, cooperated with the evil demon to release the true fire of Samadhi, and commit evil deeds."

"Bah, the demonic thief will eventually return in defeat."

"It's a pity that he escaped!"

"Small or later he will be broken into pieces!"

"Thanks to the true monk, otherwise he would succeed."

I don’t know if the series of scolding comes from the heart, but some people even look spitting on their faces.

The monks were like the moon holding the moon, surrounded by Huineng and Ku Yuan, praising their feat of eliminating demons today.

Among the voices of praise, Huineng suddenly asked: "A female cultivator just now helped the evildoer to abuse. Can you tell which sect belongs to?"
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next