In the Demon Realm, the demonic energy rolled violently like a black cloud, and like a long whale absorbing water, it surged towards a place in the sky, and the black demonic shadow was instantly surrounded by the violent demonic energy, with the Demon King Night Owl as the center, forming a dense demonic mist.

"The Demon King turned out to be the true spirit of the Demon King. The fat monk's face was surprisingly solemn.

"Uncle Shi, what is the true spirit of the Demon King?" Yizhen saw that the fat monk's expression was solemn, and his slightly immature face also became solemn.

"It is the soul left behind by the destruction of the demon king's body, this kind of soul is already difficult to destroy, as long as there is the existence of demonic energy, it is possible for him to recover in the long river of time. The Demon King realm is powerful, and it is not for you and me to estimate. The fat monk said solemnly, "Therefore, the poor monk has to risk his life in order to seriously injure him again, you should run quickly." ”

"I didn't expect it to be the soul of the Demon King, I thought it was just a shadow demon, the Buddha Sea is boundless, I still know too little. The little monk said lightly, "Uncle Shi, since you want to sacrifice your life to kill demons, no matter how weak your nephew is, you will never be able to retreat." ”

The demonic energy in the air lingered around the shadow demon, and suddenly condensed into an even larger mist-like demon body, the demon body was pitch black, not much different from the original shape of the shadow demon, there were no clear facial features, and the two sharp corners on the head looked extremely hideous.

After condensing into a demon body, the shadow demon's blurred mouth opened slightly, and he let out an arrogant smile: "Hahaha, my spiritual sense has been restored, and the secret realm here will definitely be a fulcrum for my demon clan to conquer your human race, and when my cultivation is restored, I will definitely lead a steady stream of demon armies to make this plane another territory of my demon clan." ”

"Amitabha, even if the poor monk falls, he will not let the ambition of this demon be achieved. The fat monk is right, and his face is full of flesh, which makes people look a little sacred.

"Monk, my true spirit is immortal, my spiritual consciousness has been restored, and I have demonic energy to protect my body, even if you lose your cultivation life, you can't hurt me. Hahaha. The demonic qi on the body of the Demon King Night Owl rolled again, as if there was a tendency to become more substantial, and in the mist, bursts of terrifying coercion were transmitted more and more clearly.

"Good, so powerful. The little monk Yizhen suddenly had a feeling of suffocation, as if he was facing a prehistoric troll, and as long as the other party took a breath, he could take his own life.

"Master and nephew, this is the coercion of the soul, if one is not good, your soul will collapse, and you can't even reincarnate, if you can't hold on, retreat quickly. "The fat monk is right.

The little monk shook his head stubbornly, and chuckled lightly: "Uncle, Master once told me that the devil walks in the world, it will cause the destruction of living beings, and my Buddha has the virtue of a good life. ”

"That's it, nephew, since you also have the heart to eliminate demons, then sacrifice yourself to kill demons with the poor monks. The fat monk's body, suddenly emerged a strong golden light, a true monk heard this, the body with his hands folded, also flashed bursts of golden light, and then, the bodies of the two began to be like two shining Buddhas, towards the demon body in the air.

"Monk, since you see my spiritual sense here, even if you want to leave, you can't leave. "The huge demon body of the Demon King Night Owl suddenly rushed to the fat monk and the little monk who greeted him from the ground like a cloud.

"Nephew, wait a while, don't rob me. Halfway through, the fat monk followed the One Truth with a sacred expression.

Seeing this, Yizhen hurriedly folded his hands and said, "Yes, Uncle Shi." The master and nephew are only on the side to assist, and they will never drag down the uncle, and they also ask the uncle to fulfill the apprentice's heart of eliminating demons. ”

Two bodies glowing with golden Buddha light stepped forward, and although the little monk had the heart to eliminate demons, his heart was also faintly nervous.

The eyes of the queen ant not far away were glowing with an inexplicable red light, and Seinfeld didn't expect that in this demon realm, there was such a powerful soul still hiding, compared with the shadow demon who was almost destroyed by himself, the demon king true spirit who has now regained consciousness is not the same as it was at the beginning, at least the formation in front of him is dozens of times stronger than before.

In this short month, I didn't expect this demon king to have grown to such an extent, fortunately, a fat monk found out in advance, otherwise this thing has been lurking in the demon realm for a long time, and in the future, my own Heavenly Sword Sect will move over, I don't know what kind of trouble it will cause to myself and my brothers.

Seinfeld, who originally had no good impression of the fat monk, looked at the fat monk's generous face to die at this moment, and listened to his determination to kill the demon at the expense of his life, Seinfeld suddenly changed his opinion of this fat monk a lot, and the original indifference turned into a strong respect. Sure enough, as outsiders say, every Buddha cultivator is worthy of respect. This kind of unhesitating dedication for the sake of justice and for the sake of living beings, at least Seinfeld could not be so resolute.

Since the crossing, the first thing in Seinfeld's heart has always been his own interests and the interests of the Optimus Sword Faction, and in addition, there is the misery of the outside world, and Seinfeld will not easily sacrifice himself and his brothers in the Optimus Sword Faction.

The more he couldn't do it, the more he aroused his admiration for this fat monk.

For a while, Seinfeld also began to move, ready to fight, if the fat monk could not be hostile, he immediately pounced, with the army of demon blood ants to support the fat monk, this is the place where Seinfeld decided to settle down, absolutely cannot allow such a demon to live permanently, otherwise it will be too insecure.

The rich demonic qi split the sky and the earth, and the huge demon shadow had descended above the fat monk, Yizhen and the fat monk looked up together, only to see that the huge body had condensed into a solid iron fist, towards the master and nephew, and smashed down.

"Amina. The fat monk stared at the iron fist condensed by the demon king's night owl with demonic energy, and suddenly turned around and kicked directly on the belly of Yizhen with a dead face, and then, Yizhen fell straight down like a falling sandbag.

"Uncle Shi, you. Yizhen's body was flying upside down, but his eyes were blurred by tears at this moment, and his immature voice carried a thick cry, "Uncle Shi, you must take care." ”

The expression of the demon king night owl was suddenly stunned humanely, and then the demon raised his head slightly, and laughed: "Hahaha, you think you can still save him, kill you, he can't escape, before I recover, no one who knows where I am hiding can survive." After finishing speaking, the iron fist of the demon king night owl suddenly smashed towards the fat monk's fleshy body.

The fat monk looked at the smashed iron fist, his face full of solemnity and sacredness, and suddenly the corners of his chubby mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a strange smile.

This smile, with joy, with pride, and as if it was, with a hint of greed.

"I'm crazy. The Demon King smiled coldly, and the iron fist smashed down without hesitation.

At the same time, the halo on the fat monk's body suddenly constricted, bringing the golden light all over his body close to his body, and later, the seemingly ordinary body suddenly shot out like an arrow, shooting straight towards the huge shadow mist.

After the fat monk's body rushed into the demon body composed of mist, it was immediately covered by a thick mist, and the people outside could no longer see the true situation of the fat monk.

"Uncle Shi. Monk Yizhen cried, and a golden halo appeared on his body once again, his feet stomped on the ground, and his body flew towards the demon body in the air again.

At that moment, Seinfeld did not hesitate, and immediately took a large number of demon blood ants, like a dark cloud, directly pressing towards the body of the demon king, no matter whether he could devour this demon king or not, he would fight first, and then he would never let this demon king live here and become a time bomb that would explode without knowing when.

"Ahh

"No, no. The voice of the night owl was as if he had suffered the most painful injury in the world, and when he heard Seinfeld in the distance, he felt a tingling sensation in his scalp.

And the little monk in the flight was even more puzzled, not knowing what happened.

"You wild monk, you should be cleaned up by Buddhism, you don't have to die," the night owl said, and finally he couldn't say it anymore, and let out a violent scream.

In the stunned eyes of Seinfeld and Monk Yizhen, the huge and terrifying body of the demon king suddenly had a tendency to collapse, and a black demon shadow shot into the distance like a sharp arrow.

"Hehe, Adversary, where to go. Come over and let the Buddha and I subdue the demons and eliminate the demons. In the demon body that was about to collapse, the fat monk's hearty laughter suddenly came, and in the laughter, the fat monk was filled with deep joy.

"You, you scum of Buddhism, you can't die well, you should be slowly burned to death by the karmic fire of Buddhism, and die a painful death. The night owl who had gone away cursed viciously.

The demonic qi condensed into the demon body suddenly collapsed, and in the demonic qi that slowly dissipated, the fat monk was holding a black demonic qi in his hand, and Seinfeld finally saw that what the fat monk was holding in his hand was not the demonic qi that had just condensed into the demon body, but the demon body of the night owl incarnated into a shadow demon.

And the fat monk held this black mist, like eating marshmallows, and licked it with his tongue excitedly, and his fat fleshy face was also stained with a little black fragment of demonic energy, and then he saw the fat monk's tongue roll, and rolled all the demonic qi in his mouth into his mouth, and ate it with relish.

This obscene appearance, compared with the righteous awe-inspiring just now, seems to be completely different from the same person. This guy has the means to deal with the Demon King at all, and everything just now should be pretended, and it is used to paralyze the Demon King. (This chapter is for the little birthday star Chen Jiagen, happy birthday.) ）