Behind Li Zhong, the demon army was in full swing.

In front of Li Zhong, the Zen staff was glowing.

As if instinctively sensing that the situation was wrong, Li Zhong shouted loudly, and I don't know how many demon troops swarmed up, wanting to block the way of the Zen staff.

However, in front of this seemingly ordinary but bright Zen staff, such an obstacle is like a pebble thrown into a big river.

A demon army rushed forward.

Pieces.

Ten demon armies came up to meet them.

Lose one's head.

A hundred demon armies blocked up.

I had to have blood like rain, and flesh like mud!

Before the Zen staff, there was no living mouth, even Li Zhong, who boasted that King Kong was not bad, had the urge to turn his head and run away at this moment.

However, before he could turn his impulse into action, the head of the Zen staff shovel was already pressed against his chest.

Obviously, he was guaranteed immortality by Monk Zhiming, but at this moment, Li Zhong felt the feeling of shoveling his head against his sternum, but there was a sense of nervousness in his heart for no reason.

I am an extradition envoy under my Buddhism, and I have been given an immortal golden body, why should I be afraid, how can I be afraid?

Fearful together, Li Zhong, who was full of distractions in his heart, still reluctantly relied on his confidence in the immortal body and took the edge of the Zen staff.

Although he had been holding the horse's belly with his crotch, he couldn't bear the opponent's strength at this moment, and Li Zhong leaned back and had already fallen off the horse. Before he could stand on his feet, he was pushed by the Zen staff and kept retreating.

One step, two steps, three steps, but in a few steps, Li Zhong heard the wailing sound from the sternum that could not support the momentum.

When he looked down again, Li Zhong saw that his golden body of the extradition envoy, which was wrapped in a layer of holy light, was shattering little by little.

The armor bursts, the skin blooms, and the bones crack!

As the Zen staff moved forward and his house retreated, the divine light was also shattering little by little, flying towards the night sky.

Li Zhong only had doubts left in his eyes, how could I die? I want to die? I don't want to die!

In the midst of his mixed thoughts, Li Zhong felt as if he had flown into the sky, and then fell heavily to the ground.

......

.........

At the moment when Li Zhong died, Li Yu snorted lightly, and the cold iron in his palm swirled as he wished, and shone at the head of the demon army with the green light and shadow.

Ruyi brought up the cold air machine, and in the blink of an eye, the whole body of the demon army was frozen into ice, and Yue Fei picked up the big gun, which hit the throat of the demon army.

With a terrible howl, the body of the demon army exploded in a blink of an eye, along with the emerald light and shadow, and a Taoist wearing a soap-colored scarf fell to the ground, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he was not alive.

Two battlefields, a killing game, Wei Ye counted the heads with his fingers: "In the five Mingzi of fire, water, wind, Ming, and Qi, the little overlord Zhou Tong was taken down, and the tiger general Li Zhong was awarded the head, and the Flying Yaksha was also dead, and the five Mingzi were still two ...... missing."

He counted the heads here, but there was a cry in the courtyard of the Liu family: "Mrs. Liu's old donkey, you have attracted the demon road and harmed many of my brothers, where are you going?!"

As he spoke, he saw a black-faced monk wrapped in a golden light, holding a simple knife in his hand, and slashed at Liu Taigong, who was hiding under the offering table!

However, where the Pu knife fell, it fell into a small hand.

The girl in a white shirt and hakama pinched the monk's simple knife with one hand, and flattened her mouth dissatisfiedly: "It's really troublesome, uncle, why are you so unrefined in these small places every time, and you have to make up for your leaks? And it's such a strange uncle, it doesn't fit my aesthetics at all!"

Before he could finish speaking, Sima Ling raised his hand and raised it together with the monk holding the Pu knife, and threw it towards Wei Ye.

threw this hand out, but saw that the monk turned his head violently in mid-air, and his whole body turned into a golden ray, and he actually ran towards Peach Blossom Mountain!

Wei Ye looked at the golden light that was not like the light, and was also stunned: "What is this?

But his inconsequential emotion had not yet been completed, but when he saw that golden light hitting a transparent barrier in the middle of the path, he let out another miserable scream!

Then the golden light dissipated, and the black-faced monk fell half-floating and half-landed, and finally landed on the steep mountain road on Peach Blossom Mountain.

At the end of the mountain road, someone held a tin staff and walked slowly down the mountain.

The man could not see his appearance from a distance, but as he fell, a little light remained on the mountain path, illuminating the night sky, which looked extremely holy and beautiful.

It was an old monk dressed in a plain white robe, but most of the robe had been reduced to embers after the fire. As he walked down the hill, the burned robes turned into black butterflies, dancing in the wind.

The black-faced monk was lying on the mountain road, although he had fallen and been injured, but he had not fallen into confusion, and when he saw the old monk coming from afar, he couldn't help but shout: "Elder Zhiming, master, Arhat, my Buddha, save me!"

However, Elder Zhiming didn't look at him, but just walked past him with a tin staff.

Just as Elder Zhiming stepped over the body of the black-faced monk, the black-faced monk trembled, and then exploded into a puddle of minced meat.

The black-faced monk died, and the plain white robe on the colonial occupation was all turned to ashes.

I don't know how many fireflies of light flew out from the minced flesh, and in an instant, they all reached the back of Elder Zhiming's head, turning into a round of four-colored Buddha light.

As if he had done a trivial matter, Elder Zhiming, who was holding the light of the Buddha at the back of his head, stood on his feet and saluted Wei Yehe: "My Buddhism is Chengguang Luohan Zhiming, this immortal family, you are polite." ”

Wei Ye looked at Monk Zhiming and smiled slightly: "Miao Feng prisoner, Miao Huo and Miao Shui die, and the remaining two Ming Zi are Ming Li and Pure Qi." The so-called Ming Li is light, but the pure qi is different from the remaining four Ming Zi, and its status is faintly beyond them. The so-called pure qi is the fundamental Yuan Qi of your Manichaean Bright Pure Land, and it can be regarded as the space of the Bright Pure Land itself, and its status is high, and it is still above the four Mingzi of wind, fire, water, and Ming. I can't imagine that the person in charge of the Pure Qi is just an Arhat? Should I say that your sect is too stingy, or is your Pure Qi not authentic in the first place?"

Being ridiculed by Wei Ye, Monk Zhiming's face was indifferent, and he clasped his hands together and said: "What the Ren Immortal family says, the old monk is just like that." ”

However, when he hit this sharp edge, Wei Ye ignored it at all, just looked at the Buddha light behind his head, and continued to ask: "Monk, you are a Manichaean monk, not a serious Buddhist person, where does the Buddha light come from behind your head?"

Monk Zhiming was not upset, but still calmly replied: "Confusion is the Buddha and all beings, and enlightenment is the Buddha of all beings." The light of the Buddha is the external appearance, and the light of the Buddha nature is the original appearance, and this light comes from all sentient beings. My Buddha is merciful, and I wish to bring all beings into the Pure Land, and I wish to cause all beings to attain positive results. ”

There was no mercy in his voice, but Wei Ye snorted coldly and sneered: "This light does not come from your cultivation, it does not come from your blessings, this is the innate wisdom of all beings, and you turned it into a seed of light and refined it into this cottage Buddha light!"