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The strange vision made Taihua suddenly change color, originally thought that the other party was just an old monk at the peak of the tenth grade, but it turned out to be an old monster who had touched the threshold of the grandmaster.

The statue of the Buddha is like a glorious day, this is the manifestation of the Buddha's power to the extreme, even those so-called Buddhist masters are rarely able to achieve such a masculine and rigid realm.

Generally, this statue represents the birth of the top Buddhist masters, and in Taihua's view, this person is the root cause of the fall of Tianhuixing.

When the blazing Buddha light shone on the demon's body, it was like a steel needle pricking his skin, and the hairs all over his body exploded, and an unprecedented sense of pressure enveloped his body.

"The deity hates the monk, hates this Buddha light! The celestial wisdom star fell, and the deity received the order of His Majesty the Demon Lord, and finally escaped the glimmer of the heavenly eye. More than 20 high-ranking demons and demon kings were killed and injured, but it turned out to be just for you, an old immortal waste, who knew why it would cost such a big price. ”

Taihua was entangled in his heart, and the heavenly comet fell, representing a legend that there was a top virtue or Buddha born in Buddhism, but he didn't expect the demon lord to spend a huge price, and the target would be an old immortal monk.

If it's a little monk, that's fine, after all, it represents the Buddha, the future potential is unlimited, and it is worth spending a big price to kill the other party.

However, what he found was an old immortal monk, even if the other party had the strength of the quasi-grandmaster realm and manifested the illusion of the Buddha's statue, but at the age of eighty or ninety, his own potential had long been exhausted, and it was impossible to step into the realm of the Great Demon King (Great Grandmaster) in this life.

At this moment, Taihua almost wanted to look up to the sky and roar to vent his inner resentment, seventeen high-ranking demons and three demon kings (grandmasters) with similar strength to him sacrificed blood, just to let him come out and erase the newly born Buddhist holy son.

Unexpectedly, he was just a poor old monk, even if he didn't kill him, at most, the demon counterattack in the future would only be a slightly stronger ant, and under the divine power of the demon lord, he would be easily beaten into ashes.

"The deity wants you dead!"

Taihua shouted with a knife, and directly pulled out the magic knife on his waist, and in an instant, a pitch-black knife shadow tore through the air, emitted a sharp whistling sound, and attacked and killed the old monk Zhimin.

The sharp blade is invincible, far beyond the terrifying imagination of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, and in the face of this knife, the heart of the old monk Zhimin is also beating abruptly.

The real strength of this high-ranking demon is far from being measured by the realm of the peak of the ten grades on the surface, and the old monk Zhimin is almost certain that this person is definitely the core figure of this generation of the demon race.

A body of demonic energy is like a black cloud pressing the array, and the majestic power is comparable to that of a grandmaster-level king, and the most terrifying thing is the Taidao in the opponent's hand, which is extremely spiritual, like a black viper entrenched waiting for an opportunity to devour its prey.

Bang dang!

The sword collided with the vajra long stick, and the terrifying fluctuations spread in all directions, and the swordsmen of the four Heavenly Demon Sects turned pale, holding the knife to resist, and they were still shocked and retreated four or five zhang before they could be regarded as steady.

"Zheng Shilang! Withdraw! I underestimate this old monk, this person's strength is more than the peak of the ninth grade, and it is not something that we can deal with! In addition, if there is a demon man, we must report it to the ancestor. ”

The samurai, known as He Yuelang, twitched his eyelids fiercely, and whispered to the rest of the people, although they were demon sects, they didn't want to have anything to do with demons.

The people of the righteous path, the demon path, the evil way and other rivers and lakes are very secretive about the demons, but anyone who has anything to do with the demons will be hunted down and killed by the three parties.

What made their hearts even more frightened was a ban from the hundred countries of Ganzhou, no matter what the force, those who assisted the demon clan to cause trouble would be killed without forgiveness and exterminate their nine clans.

The imperial court of the Great Qian Empire has a special institution, called the Demon Hunting Palace, which specializes in hunting and killing the demons hidden in various places, and the horror inside is not enough for outsiders.

Their trip turned out to be an encounter with a high-ranking demon, and when they spread it, they thought they had hooked up with the demons and wanted to plot the demise of Shaolin.

If the news reaches the ears of the person in the Mahayana Temple, maybe they will immediately go out of the customs, kill the Heavenly Demon Sect, and ask the Black Demon Ancestor for an explanation, and then they will definitely die and have no place to be buried.

Looking at each other, the four masters of the Heavenly Demon Sect are all bowed, and they choose to leave the place of right and wrong, and "Mangniu Jin" is not going to ask for it.

The appearance of a high-ranking demon will cause a huge riot, as the top protector of the Heavenly Demon Sect, this time they are members of the mission of the Fusang Kingdom to the Great Qian Empire, if they are involved in the affairs of the demons, then the matter will be a big deal.

Of course, the departure of the four Heavenly Demon Sect masters can't hide from Taihua Yidao and Old Monk Zhimin, but the two super top masters don't bother to pay attention to them, this is a battle between life and death.

On the mountainside, the little monk Mingyuan spit out the mountain grapes in his mouth, and the sour feeling made his eyes almost squint.

The huge movement on the top of the mountain naturally couldn't hide his perception, and now his five senses were so strong that when he really paid attention to hearing and hearing, he could hear most of the sounds within a hundred zhang range clearly.

The mysterious gods and demons, the Buddha's illusory appearance, these are all unknown to the little monk Mingyuan, and the most important thing is the magic eye mentioned by the old monk Zhimin, which more or less attracted the mind of the little monk Mingyuan.

The buildings of Shaomu Mountain are stacked on top of each other, but in addition to a secret passage in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, if you want to go down the mountain, you must pass through the thousand-layer ladder on the mountainside, and the four protectors of the Heavenly Demon Sect will definitely not be able to bypass the little monk Mingyuan who is waiting here.

In the scorching summer, the chirping of the golden cicada seemed weak, which only increased a little irritability.

The little monk Mingyuan leaned on an old willow tree on his back, listening to the footsteps in the wind, his eyes lit up.

"It's finally here, it's a good wait for the deity, the largest sect in the underground of the Fusang Country of the Heavenly Demon Sect, with two grandmaster-level powerhouses in charge, but if you hit the head of the deity's Shaolin Temple, then you can't afford to retreat calmly." ”

Half an hour later, the sharp sound of breaking the air came from far and near, and four ghostly figures flashed in the void. The four of them planned to quickly leave this place according to their own light skills.

With a flick of his fingers, several golden sword qi suddenly shot out from the fingertips of the little monk of Ming Yuan, and the brilliant light was extremely dazzling, even the four black-clothed people who were moving quickly suddenly slowed down and were shocked.

Bang!

The two knives blocked in an instant, knocking four or five golden rays of light away, and the strong sense of shaking shook and Yuelang's arms numb, making him shocked by the sheer amount of this force.

"Who? who would dare to sneak up on the deity?"

The four of them landed on their feet, and the four swords were crossed in front of their chests, looking around vigilantly, and the orderly defense speed that erupted in an instant made the little monk Mingyuan secretly amazed.

Smack! Smack!

The little monk Mingyuan walked out slowly, his face revealing a kind of appreciation: "Tsk, it's really a good reaction speed, you guys are waiting for the deity for a while." ”

He Yuelang and Seishiro squinted their eyes and looked at the little monk Mingyuan who came out of the forest, they didn't expect that the attack on them halfway would be a little bald head with a beard that had not yet grown hair.

"Little monk, who are you, what are you standing in front of us?"

Shaking his head boringly, the little monk Mingyuan grinned:

"Don't pretend garlic for the little monk, the monks don't lie, since a few people covet the temple's "Mangniu Jin", then they have to be entertained. Master Jimin is chatting with that high-ranking demon now, and we can't be too lonely here!"

The Dharma Protectors of the Four Heavenly Demon Sects suddenly changed, they didn't expect that the plan that they thought was foolproof on the top of the mountain would be clearly understood by this seemingly harmless little monk.

Seishiro and the others glanced at each other, and they all saw a fierce killing intent in their eyes: "This little monk can't stay, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and they must not be known by others, otherwise it will be a disadvantage for the mission." ”

Kill!

The top protectors of the Four Heavenly Demon Sects shouted in a low voice, without even saying hello, and killed the little monk Mingyuan from four directions, his movements were as fast as a cheetah, and the cold killing machine rolled up the fallen leaves in the sky.

The little monk Mingyuan was also stunned, and sneered in his heart: "It's really decisive, the country of Fusang, I don't know if it has anything to do with the disgusting country in the ancient world of China, since you are so bent on seeking death, the deity will fulfill you." ”

Gently lifting the dark pattern Xuanyue knife hanging on his waist, the little monk Mingyuan took a sharp breath of cold air, and the angry red light in his eyes flashed, and then the monk's robe was windless.

"The first style of "Three Knives of the Nose Road" is 'Infernal Killing', draw the knife and slash four times in a row!"

The Taidao of the Four Heavenly Demon Sect Protectors slashed at the body of the little monk Mingyuan, and a trace of surprise was revealed under the hideous face of Seijuro, but he didn't expect to succeed in an instant.

However, the touch transmitted by the sword made him instinctively feel that something was wrong, and when he stared again, he realized that the weapons of the four people had only slashed phantoms.

The four of them were all masters of killing, and realized that the little monk Mingyuan was moving too fast to form an afterimage, making it impossible for them to distinguish the true voice.

It's a pity that when they reacted, four jet-black sword qi were like crescent moons, and they swept towards the necks of the four from four extremely tricky and strange directions.

Poof!

The knife qi entered the flesh, splashing several blood flowers, and three heads mixed with frightened expressions rushed into the sky, and then pillars of blood gushed out from the necks of several people.

The strong smell of blood was disgusting, and Seijuro barely moved half an inch of his head, although he escaped the fate of beheading, but half of his neck was also cut, and blood sprayed out as if he didn't want money.

"You...

Poof!

Seishiro only had time to raise the sword, and roared a few words vaguely, but finally fell to the ground with a bang, convulsed a few times and stopped moving.

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