Netherworld Immortal

The magic atmosphere hits, the earth snake rolls, and the magic blood formation.

Amidst the billowing devilish energy, there was a sound of shouting and killing.

"Don't let the Golden Jade Son of the Golden Buddha Temple get away."

"Take him back and sacrifice to the demon god."

"The monks in the Golden Buddha Temple claim to be some kind of bullshit subduing magicians, and let them know how powerful the demons in the Western Regions are today."

"A group of bald heads on the opposite side, none of them can be let go, they are all slaughtered on the spot."

The golden jade monk stood alone in front of him, without changing his face, with the third golden eye between his brows scanning the opposite side.

Voice transmission: "Listen up, everyone, there are three demons coming from the opposite side, and there are 260 eight demon soldiers. I will deal with the three demons. You have the blessing of the Demon Subduing Formation. As long as you don't get confused, you will be fine." Those who resist the rest of the demon soldiers."

The magic atmosphere on the opposite side gradually dissipated, and a purple battle flag fluttered high.

There is a striking magic word on the surface of the battle flag, as wild as a protruding claw.

Under the purple battle flag, three Zhangxu giants in purple robes and amethyst armor stood side by side in front, and behind them were purple demon soldiers.

Those demon soldiers were all tall and burly, and each of them wore a purple iron mask on their faces, with their fangs exposed, like wild beasts in the jungle.

The demon soldiers are even more well-equipped, wearing leather armor, crossing bows, or holding shield knives, or holding spears.

They lined up neatly, and they looked like well-trained killing weapons on the battlefield.

In contrast, the hundreds of stick monks led by the golden jade monk fought in groups, and lost a lot in terms of momentum.

Hundreds of monks couldn't help but feel haunted.

"The temple sent hundreds of us stick monks to slaughter demons, but they never said they would slaughter so many demon soldiers?"

"Aside from the three demon heads, the number of remaining demon soldiers is nearly three times that of ours. The pressure is great."

"They shouted that they would slaughter us on the spot. Tsk tsk, do you really think we are a bunch of pig heads?"

"Look at how the three giants in devil armor are the same as those who came out of the devil's atlas. They must be the real devil."

"Can Jinyu Shengzi deal with the three big devils on the opposite side by himself?"

With such a disparity in superficial strength, the hundred stick monks were inevitably a little timid.But with the encouragement of Jinyu monk's sound transmission, the demon-subduing formation they set up was not messed up.

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The eyes of the golden and jade monk carefully scanned the three giants headed by the magic armor on the opposite side, and the third golden eye between the brows seemed to be interpreting something.

The one in the middle has purple hair, looks like a lion, and his clenched fists are like millstones.

The one on the left has a whirlwind mark between his eyebrows, and a huge magic sword without a box is carried on his shoulder.The surface of the sword body seemed to have a purple wind snake swimming around, making a creaking sound.

The one on the right is wearing a magic armor with slanted shoulders, and there is an obvious purple magic circle mark on the exposed left heart.

"These three demons, I heard Master Jiuku talk about them in detail. They are the three demons who were previously suppressed by the Golden Buddha Temple in the Golden Light Pagoda. The one with the lion face is the Purple Blood Demon, who is good at physical skills. Then The one carrying the sword on his shoulder is Zifeng Mozun, a demon swordsman. The one with the magic spin mark on his chest is Ziying Mozun.

The cultivation bases of these three people seem to be at the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, coupled with their inherent primordial demon physique, it is indeed a bit tricky.I must come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible. "Jinyu little monk weighed in his heart.

The Purple Blood Demon Venerable asked loudly: "The young monk wearing the white cassock opposite, are you the golden and jade saint son of the Golden Buddha Temple?"

The golden jade monk straightened his cassock lightly with his hands, the corners of his clothes were flowing like clouds, and then he answered the other party's question loudly.

"I am the Golden Jade Son of the Golden Buddha Temple. Are you envious of the white forged cloud brocade cassock on my body? The celestial silk tribute from the green land in the southern region, the white peacock feathers from the flower land in the northern region, the white jade pearls from the East China Sea, and the silk from the northern region. Hand embroidery, ten embroiderers, 30 days to complete. It is so elegant. This is not something you can do in the magical land of the Western Regions."

The Zifeng Demon Venerable on the opposite side said with a look of disdain: "Little monk, I think you look like a little girl, and you speak slowly. You probably haven't killed anyone before, right? To tell you the truth, our Three Demon Venerables of the Western Regions are here to kill people, not to kill people." Comparing clothes with you."

"Hahaha," Ziying Mozun laughed even louder, "Is there no one in the Golden Buddha Temple? Find a young monk to die."

The golden jade monk blinked first, then stuck out his right hand from the wide cuff, pointed to the opposite side, and said, "Three Demon Lords of the Western Regions!"

With a cold expression on his face, he continued to sternly said: "When you see me, the Holy Son of Gold and Jade, I will arrest you quickly. You ran away from the oppression of the Golden Light Pagoda last time. This time, the Holy Son of Gold and Jade will definitely lock you all back and suppress you again Under the Golden Light Pagoda."

After finishing speaking, the golden jade monk took a step forward, and the cassock flew across his body, and behind him appeared a white roc figure with outspread wings, as imposing as the legendary Buddhist divine bird.

As the popular holy son of the Golden Buddha Temple, the golden jade monk always stands in the clouds in terms of temperament.

The Three Demon Venerables on the opposite side were taken aback for a moment.

In the eyes of the three of them, the golden and jade monk is just a white sheep eating grass, while the three of them are carnivorous ligers and ferocious beasts.

"His grandma's, a sheep howled at three ferocious beasts, and put on an air of arrogance, is this sheep crazy?" Purple Blood Demon Venerable wondered.

Before the three demons could figure it out, the little monk Jin Yu continued to say loudly: "My holy son leads an expedition to slaughter demons this time, just to suppress the arrogance of the demons."

As the eldest of the three Demon Venerables, the Purple Blood Demon Venerable twisted his nose, making rumbling noises from his nostrils, like an angry lion.

He took a step forward, and the sole of his foot stomped on the ground.

"You little white-faced monk, your tone of voice is not small. We, the Three Demon Venerables of the Western Regions, have never been afraid of the bald heads of the Golden Buddha Temple. You set off from the Golden Buddha Temple, and we have received orders from the Lord Demon Lord to fight in the blood of the devil. Feng will capture you, the so-called holy son of gold and jade, back alive to sacrifice to the Demon God," said the Purple Blood Demon Venerable.

"Purple Blood Demon Venerable, I heard that you call yourself the Lion King of the Western Regions. I will be a good lion trainer, and when I tie you back to the Golden Buddha Temple, let's see how arrogant you are?" The little monk Jinyu hurried back.

The Purple Wind Demon Venerable standing on the left holds the giant sword on his shoulder in his hand, pointing the sword point at the golden and jade monk, spit out a wind snake from the sharp corner, and said sharply: "If you don't obey me, I will capture you, this Demon Venerable's sword is on your small body Poke a few big holes in it."

"Mozun Zifeng, you can scare a three-year-old child with a broken sword in your hand, but it's not okay to scare me. If you have the ability to stain a single stain on my white cassock, I will lose." The golden jade monk replied again.

The Purple Shadow Demon Venerable on the right smiled strangely at first, and then said: "Little Monk Jinyu, this Demon Venerable's shadow transformation technique will let you know what the Demon Spinning Soul Eater is. You can't live if you want to die."

"Life is what I want. Death is what you want." The golden jade monk replied again.

"Hahaha," Jinyu Xiaoseng laughed suddenly, "Do you really think we have these people here this time? Thousands of our troops have already ambushed around here, waiting for the three of you to appear. Moreover, this Holy Son can clearly Let me tell you, my nickname is "The Chief Invincible Demon Slayer Master of the Golden Buddha Temple", and I rule all kinds of demons who are dissatisfied."

Bickering is like debating scriptures.

Jinyu Xiaoseng's part-time job is to be a sutra debater in the Tathagata Hall, and he has never lost.

Mozun Zifeng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and said: "Brother, don't talk nonsense with this little monk, let me go up and capture him."

The Ziying Mozun at the side said: "Second brother Zifeng, don't be impulsive. The bald people in the Golden Buddha Temple have always been cunning. The last time we fell into their trap, we were caught and sealed in the Golden Light Pagoda."

Zixue Demon Venerable said: "The third brother Ziying is right, we can't be careless. This time is the first head-to-head contest between the demons of the Western Regions and the human races of the Northern Regions after the reappearance of the Zhongyuan Realm in the Western Regions. Before we came, we were I patted my chest and promised Lord Demon Lord. If the Golden Jade Son is not captured alive, Lord Demon Lord will punish you, what face will the three of us brothers have?"

The three Demon Venerables moved forward in unison, left, middle and right, and besieged the Jinyu little monk.

Inside the big left cuff of the little golden and jade monk, he had secretly held out a simple and simple bronze alms bowl in his left hand, it was his immortal treasure Qiankun alms bowl.

In the bowl, there was a golden light, and a golden spirit fish inside kept wagging its tail, spitting out golden waves.

With the efforts of the golden spirit fish, the water level of the golden soup in the bowl continued to rise until it was about to overflow.

The golden jade monk stretched out his left hand, and held the Qiankun bowl in front of him.

He glanced at the golden soup in the Qiankun bowl, and thought to himself: "I've been talking nonsense with these three guys for a long time, and what I'm waiting for is the moment when the bowl is full of golden soup."

At this time, the three Demon Venerables on the opposite side had already rushed several feet away from the Jinyu Little Monk.

The little gold and jade monk holds the Qiankun alms bowl in his left hand, and stands upright in his right hand in the shape of a Buddha ceremony.

"Ruthless—"

With a loud cry, he picked up the Qiankun Bowl and poured a bowl of golden soup into his mouth.

In an instant, the golden jade monk's body surface was full of golden light, and even the white cassock around him was dyed dazzling gold by the golden light.

His body gradually turned into a golden light, as if his physical body had disappeared.

"Tathagata Buddha Dharma—Gold and Jade Three Soul Changes!"

The next moment, the Golden Jade Monk's body of golden light split into three.

Three golden and jade monks stood side by side on the left, middle and right, and their facial features were generally identical.

The only slight difference is that on the palms of the left hands of the three golden and jade monks, each has a different character imprint, namely, Heaven, Earth, and Man.

Some monks behind the little monk Jinyu really couldn't understand, some people asked: "Why is the son of Jinyu divided into three?"

"This is not an ordinary avatar technique. The avatar cannot be the same as the main body. Is there such a magical method in the world?"

One of the older stick monks said in surprise: "Before I became a stick monk, I was a sweeping monk in the Tathagata Hall. I saw this kind of situation on the golden wall of the Tathagata Hall to subdue demons.

There is a painting on the golden wall of subduing demons, which records the scene where the founder of the Golden Buddha Temple, the founder of the Three Precepts, performed the three-soul avatar technique of heaven, earth and man to fight against demons.Unexpectedly, there is such a technique of gods and Buddhas in this world. "

"It's no wonder that Jinyu Shengzi is known as the nominal disciple of the founder of the Kaipai, the Three Precepts Saint Monk."

"The Son of Gold and Jade is the reincarnation of the Buddha, maybe he is the reincarnation of the Three Precepts Saint Monk."

The white stick monk looked at the golden jade monk's back, his eyes were moist.

It is worship, belief, and resonance.

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on the arena.

The three golden and jade monks stopped the Purple Blood Demon Clan, the Purple Wind Demon Lord and the Purple Shadow Demon Lord respectively.

To the surprise of the three Mozuns, after the Jinyu monk was divided into three, his physical performance did not decrease but increased, from the original peak of the Daoming Realm to the peak of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

The next scene is that six people are fighting together in pairs.

The Jinyu little monk's side did not lose the wind.

"Brothers, show your true skills and defeat this demon monk." The Purple Blood Demon Venerable was surprised by the performance of the little golden jade monk, and no longer dared to underestimate the enemy, the little monk he was talking about also turned into a demon monk.

Indeed, in the eyes of anyone, the technique of the three souls of heaven, earth and man performed by the golden jade monk is really a monster!

The three Demon Venerables each raised their soul power, sacrificing their greatest strength.

The Purple Blood Demon Venerable was with the Heavenly Soul Jinyu Little Monk.

The Purple Blood Demon Lord activated his unique physical technique, and many purple lion's manes grew on his shoulders, and his ten fingers were as sharp as a lion's claws.

"Fist - Lion Demon!"

Clasping his fists tightly and smashing down, the wind of the fist rolled like a roaring head of a purple lion, and the void was as fragile as a turbulent water wave.

The golden light soul domain outside the golden jade monk of the sky soul became distorted under the pressure of fist power, and his body was in the center of the distorted space.

crisis!

Zifeng Mozun and the earth soul Jinyu monk.

I saw Zifeng Mozun's back protruding, and a pair of huge wind wings appeared immediately.The wind wings flapped, and his figure teleported behind the earth soul golden jade monk.

"Kill one of you, there are two more, just capture one alive."

Zifeng Mozun yelled, and without waiting for the earth soul Jinyu little monk to turn around, he struck out with Fengmo's sharp blade in both hands.

"The Way of the Sword—Feng Mo!"

The sword's edge turned into a leopard, spitting out strands of purple sword energy and roaring to split the void.

The huge wind whirling sword array encloses the relatively short earth soul golden jade monk and keeps compressing it.

The wind demon sword style is as terrifying as a sword prison.

crisis!

Where the Purple Shadow Demon Venerable and the human-soul golden jade monk.

The angry Purple Shadow Demon Venerable, with his right hand like a hook, grabbed Zhijian's left chest, slammed, bloody, and even took off the magic spin mark on his chest.

"This magic spin mark is nourished by my hard work on weekdays, and it is my strongest trump card."

Before he finished speaking, the wound on Ziying Demon Venerable's chest healed, and he held a purple magic circle in his hands.

One purple magic spin turns into two, two turns into four, four turns into eight... Hundreds in a blink of an eye.

Hundreds of purple magic spins are linked into an array, enveloping the human soul golden jade monk.Magic Spin Purple Lightning, launching an array of lightning strikes.

crisis!