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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Three Murderers

It was not until this moment that the stone arrow left the string, and the Houyi bow, which seemed simple and unpretentious, showed extraordinaryness!

The original ordinary bow body, which was like a stone, faintly revealed the light of jade, with strange patterns floating on it, as if it was inscribed the years that had spanned thousands of years.

More importantly, the sharp edge of Houyi's bow soared into the sky almost instantly dispelled the black smoke of flames that covered the sky above Guanglu Temple.

No, it should be said that Houyi's bow is enough to retreat from the power of the purple gold bell just by relying on its own power.

Among them, what attracted Tang Sanzang's attention the most was the bright yellow light floating on the surface of Houyi's bow.

Merit...

Tang Sanzang is most familiar with this existence.

However, the artifact was self-deprecating, and when it was maintained in a simple and uncensored appearance, even the monkey's fiery eyes could not see any strangeness.

It is also thanks to Tang Sanzang playing with the merit of the Baolian Lantern many times, and he also has merits to himself every time he has experienced the tribulation. Only then did he notice the location of Houyi's bow with a vague sense of familiarity.

Just as Tang Sanzang's thoughts turned, the heavy flames, black smoke and countless flying sandstones that covered the capital of Zhu Zi Kingdom suddenly exploded from the middle, and the originally energetic golden-haired wand was in the middle.

"How...how could it be?"

The golden-haired man felt the severe pain of breaking the body and soul at that moment, and his cruel and fierce eyes drooped slightly and murmured.

"Tathagata...Tathagata clearly said...this is the magic weapon of the Grand Lord, the purple gold bell, which can... overcome the method of bows and arrows mastered by King Zhuzi..."

"And Tathagata has clearly understood the situation of the king's foot in Zhu Zi Kingdom. How could this deviation occur?"

"The Zhu Zi Kingdom... the king just got Houyi of the ancient tribe... some inheritance... just..."

While murmuring, the Golden Retriever's spiritual platform was about to collapse, and it became clearer than ever before, which was much clearer than the wonderful state that the Golden Retriever entered.

Inexplicably, the Golden Retriever seemed to understand a lot.

If Houyi could be restrained by just a purple gold bell in ancient times, then what else should I ascend to make Houyi die in depression?

Today's Zhu Zi King is naturally different from heaven and earth than Hou Yi, but with Hou Yi's bow in his hand, he can still reproduce the heroic posture of Hou Yi shooting the sun back then.

"But... Tathagata... didn't he say... can the purple gold bell control the way of bows and arrows mastered by King Zhu Zi? Didn't he say that monks... don't lie?"

Suddenly, the golden retriever seemed to understand.

What Zijinling may be restrained is only the way of bows and arrows mastered by King Zhu Zi, but it should not include... Houyi's bow...

"Tathagata, you...you..."

While murmuring, the last gaze of the Golden Retriever swept away on the Jinsheng Palace and returned to eternal darkness.

The disciples of Sanqing sect participated in the last great catastrophe and once claimed to have witnessed the saints' struggle... They died and died!

As the strange phenomenon on the golden-haired man in the air, which had a big hole in his chest disappeared, he fell straight onto the earth, and a large number of demons who were about to fight with the human race were stunned. ???

The king...is gone with one arrow?

slip!

Without the backbone of the Golden Retriever, a large number of demons looked at the soldiers wearing strong and stalked sharps and forming military formations. The first reaction in their minds was that such an idea came to their minds.

However, when they entered the capital of Zhu Zi Kingdom and were under the control of Zhu Zi King, the country was stimulated by the destiny of the country. The demonic energy and magic power in their bodies were suppressed, it was difficult for these demon clans to use any escape technique.

With the hinting from King Zhu Zi, the capital of Zhu Zi has already closed the city gates everywhere. Now these demons are almost in a jar.

For a moment, pig demons, tiger spirits, ape demons, etc. came to climb the city wall in front of all the human races. As for those with wings, they all wanted to flap their wings and fly high and soar into the sky.

Unfortunately, as the power of the purple gold bell dissipates, whether it is the demon clan that climbs the city wall or flaps high wings, they all become bright targets in front of the demon hunting camp.

There is no need to shoot thousands of arrows at the same time. The soldiers of the demon hunting camp scattered and shot, and the demon races were all embracing the earth again in the powerlessness and darkness.

In the end, the demon race that escaped by climbing the city walls and wings was not enough. On the contrary, most of the demon races who could make holes escaped by chance.

Everything... is coming to an end!

"Amitabha, good, good..."

Tang Sanzang put his palms together and his eyes showed compassion and harmony. "I hope you can be reincarnated as soon as possible and avoid the suffering of hell."

"It made the Holy Monk laugh, but the demon clan came, but the Lone had to resist it."

After shooting an arrow, King Zhu Zi's condition became more and more sharp, and he apologized slightly in front of Tang Sanzang, who had his palms folded together.

"Your Majesty is so serious. Although I am pitying the lives of these donors of demon clans, I am not a pedantic person. I still understand the principle of 'kill and retribution' and 'killers will always kill people'." Tang Sanzang smiled slightly and said.

"What a 'killer, everyone will always kill him'!"

When King Zhu Zi heard this, he strode his hands and praised it, saying, "Those demons who dare to hurt my people and harm my human race should be killed. Otherwise, if we are cowardly for a long time, will we become the so-called meat food they can control at will?"

"Um?!"

Tang Sanzang was slightly stunned for a moment before he realized.

In this era, there was no such thing as "the murderer will always kill him." This sentence originally came from the Republic of China period in his previous life. The original meaning was "those who killer will be killed sooner or later."

But now that Tang Sanzang said this sentence, and it is in line with the current situation, it is understood by King Zhu Zi for another meaning.

"Those who kill people will always kill them..."

King Zhu Zi muttered to himself, and there was a sense of surprise on his face. He was obviously very satisfied with this sentence with a different meaning and praised him.

"The holy monk is indeed a great master and holy monk, and his words are full of philosophy..."

After a pause, King Zhu Zi asked, "I want to use this as a national instructor of Zhu Zi to report to future generations. I wonder if the holy monk can agree?"

Tang Sanzang put his palms together, but he was helpless, but he had no way to refuse. "Since Your Majesty likes it, I naturally have nothing to do with it."

"good!"

King Zhu Zi was really a thunderous person. While arranging officials to deal with the remains of the demon clan corpses in the capital and the removal of the remaining demon clans, he personally polished ink for Tang Sanzang to ask Tang Sanzang to write ink treasures.

"Those who kill people will always kill them!"

As Tang Sanzang wrote this sentence himself, it vaguely changed the relationship between humans and demons in the future for thousands of years.

This disaster will also end with it!
Chapter completed!
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