Bang!

Tang Yi's martial soul, incarnated as a 10,000-meter giant, the incarnation of a heart demon hundreds of zhang high, was held directly in the palm of his hand.

The hundred-zhang tall heart demon was naturally a behemoth in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the hands of Tang Yi's martial spirit, it immediately turned into a mouse.

"I can't kill you?"

Tang Yi's martial spirit, incarnated as a 10,000-meter-tall giant, looked at the demon in his hand as if looking at an ant, his eyes were condensed, full of disdain.

Rumble!

I saw that in Tang Yi's palm, the flames were raging, and the green and faint Dan Fire instantly burned all over his palm.

"No!"

When the Dan Fire was ignited, the demons in Tang Yi's palms immediately felt a heart-rending burning sensation, and he only felt as if he was in the Nine Hells.

The green and faint Dan Fire suddenly spread from Tang Yi's palm to the body of the heart demon in an instant.

The heart demon is said to be the heart demon, but at the same time, it is also the martial soul of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, and it is the Bodhidharma Patriarch who broke and stood up eighteen times, the persistent heart to win, and the obsession of many births.

Bodhidharma Patriarch, in the end, cut his own eighteen martial souls, cut himself, and proved the Holy Realm.

And this eighteenth martial soul is the Bodhidharma Patriarch, the ultimate obsession, but also the ultimate demon, Bodhidharma Patriarch finally let go of the obsession, cut off the demons, but also achieved the real break and then stand, stepping into the legendary holy realm.

However, this inner demon and this obsession have also been integrated into the eighteenth martial soul, becoming the strongest existence among the eighteen martial souls.

Even the Bodhidharma Patriarch, stepping into the holy realm, it was difficult to destroy the demons in his heart, and in the end he had to be sealed in the Buddha beads with other martial spirits.

In the eyes of the demons, even if he is as strong as the Bodhidharma Patriarch, reaching the legendary holy realm, he can't destroy him, and who else in this world can destroy him.

It's just that Tang Yi, who has just stepped into the myth of martial arts, in the eyes of the heart demon, although he is strong, he is not strong enough to destroy him.

However, the heart demon didn't know, if it was something else, Tang Yi at this time might be difficult to deal with.

But the demon in his heart has forgotten that his body is still a martial spirit.

Martial spirits?

Just chasing and killing Zhao Yuanren along the way, there were no less than three or four martial souls that Tang Yi had destroyed.

"No!

The Dan Fire was constantly burning on the body of the Heart Demon, and the Heart Demon could clearly feel that the raging Dan Fire was constantly consuming his body.

Soon, he will be completely disappeared from this world.

"No, don't kill me, I'm the martial soul of Patriarch Bodhidharma, if you kill me, aren't you afraid that Bodhidharma will settle accounts with you?"

Tang Yi suddenly sneered, and the demon thought that if he brought out the Dharma Patriarch, Tang Yi would be afraid.

Not to mention Patriarch Bodhidharma, Buddhism is profound, knowing that Tang Yi eradicated the demons in his heart for him, this great scourge, it will definitely be too late to be grateful.

If Patriarch Bodhidharma is really so unreasonable, then Tang Yi will not care even more.

Tang Yiping's last fear in his life is threats.

"No ......"

Seeing that the Bodhidharma Patriarch was brought out, Tang Yi still didn't buy it, and the demon in his heart suddenly became unwilling, trying in vain to break free from Tang Yi's palm.

However, no matter how the demons struggled, it was just in vain after all, Tang Yi's five fingers were like five iron tongs, grasping it firmly.

The raging Dan fire kept burning, and the demonic nature of the inner demon continued to burn.

The demon that was still struggling, as the demonic nature continued to burn, the original dark body actually re-revealed a faint gold.

"Amitabha!"

I saw that the inner demon suddenly gave up struggling, folded his hands, and recited the Buddha's name to Tang Yikou.

"Little donor, purify my demonic nature, the poor monk is grateful!"

I saw that at this moment, the eyes of the demon were full of clarity, and there was no trace of the previous arrogance and persistence.

"I broke and then stood up, but I went astray, and gave birth to this demon, although the poor monk beheaded it, but after all, it came from the poor monk, and was born because of the poor monk!"

"Little donor, helping the poor monk get rid of this scourge today can be regarded as a cause and effect for the poor monk, and the poor monk owes the little donor a favor!"

......

At this moment, the Shaolin abbot on the side suddenly changed his face and fell to his knees.

"Welcome to the Patriarch's apparition!"

Seeing the Shaolin abbot kneeling on the ground, the other Shaolin disciples also quickly knelt on the ground.

And the seventeen martial souls beheaded by the Bodhidharma Patriarch also bowed down to greet each other.

"Little donor, the poor monk owes you a favor today, if you have the opportunity, the poor monk will definitely repay you!"

Before the words fell, the heart demon between Tang Yi's palms and the eighteenth martial soul of the Bodhidharma Patriarch was instantly burned and turned into nothingness.

"Amitabha, the poor monk sends off his friends!"

Seventeen martial spirits, all with their hands folded, chanted the Sutra of the Past Life.

This eighteenth martial soul, although it is the inner demon of the Bodhidharma Patriarch, is also a part of the Bodhidharma Patriarch.

Seventeen martial spirits, while surpassing the demons, at the same time, the body also began to ignite raging fire.

At the same time, the Shaolin abbot, leading the other Shaolin disciples, hurriedly knelt cross-legged, folded his hands, and recited the Sutra of the Past for them.

In the past, the patriarch of Bodhidharma beheaded eighteen martial spirits, cut his own demons, cut his own obsessions, and obtained the holy realm.

However, although the demons in their hearts were killed, the Bodhidharma Patriarch at that time was difficult to purify their demonic nature, so they had to be sealed in the Buddha beads.

But it didn't come to fruition, but it was lost to later generations and became a major magic circle in Shaolin.

However, today, Tang Yi refined the demonic nature of his heart, and the Bodhidharma Patriarch felt it in his heart and appeared.

Once the demonic nature is removed, these eighteen martial souls naturally do not have to stay in the world anymore.

At the end of the Sutra of Death, the eighteen martial souls were all burned into nothingness, and since then, the thunderous 'Eighteen Bronze Figures' of Shaolin have since disappeared from the world.

"Amitabha!"

The Shaolin abbot chanted the Buddha's name and looked at Tang Yi, his eyes were full of complexity.

"Little donor, although you trespass on my Shaolin ......"

Tang Yi's eyes changed suddenly, and he was suddenly frightened, and the Shaolin abbot's face turned pale instantly, and he was like a chilling cicada.

"Little donor, don't, don't be angry, my Shaolin patriarch personally said that I owe the little donor a favor, this, this Shaolin and the little donor are not a family!"

"The little donor goes in and out of his own house, not just in if he wants to, and out when he wants to!"

The abbot of Shaolin was also clever, and quickly changed his words, he was really afraid that if he annoyed Tang Yi, Tang Yi was angry and simply killed Shaolin.

After all, even the demons that even the Bodhidharma Patriarch couldn't help were easily eliminated by Tang Yi, and to destroy Shaolin, for Tang Yi, it was just a matter of effort.

"Little donor, please rest assured!"

In order not to provoke Tang Yi's anger, the Shaolin abbot hurriedly said: "Lao Qu will ...... Zhao Yuan."

Shaolin Fang said, looked back, and suddenly found that Zhao Yuanren had already disappeared around him, and he was in a hurry.

It was because of the old bastard that Shaolin provoked Tang Yi with such a killing god, who would have thought that this old bastard would have taken the opportunity to slip away.

"Old Dog Zhao, can you run?"

At the same time, Tang Yi drank violently, 10,000 meters of martial spirit, stretched out his hand, and waved, but he didn't know how far the big hand stretched out, and when he took it back, there was one more person in his hand.

It's none other than Zhao Yuanren.

"Don ...... Tang Yi!"

Zhao Yuanren, who fell in Tang Yi's palm, suddenly looked frightened, looked up at Tang Yi, and the whole person was directly frightened and collapsed in Tang Yi's palm.

"You...... You can't kill me!"

"My host is ......"

Burst!

However, Tang Yi didn't talk nonsense with Zhao Yuanren at all, stretched out his hand and pinched it, and directly pinched Zhao Yuanren in his hand into a ball of meat puree.

"White Slash City!"

Tang Yi raised his eyes and seemed to be able to see the Forbidden City not far away.

"I'll go to the capital now!"