Chapter 619 The First Confrontation of the Monk and the Old Devil

Fire Cloud Ridge, Shenjian Peak. This peak is secluded in the chaotic mountains at the junction of Yunnan and Myanmar. It is surrounded by mountains and mountains, which are high and cloudy, and the sky is half over. The famous and shocking Dashura Magic Palace is located in this place. The peaks and stones are like jade, like a grown-up jasper hairpin. While carrying a golden haze, it stands in the sea of clouds, the weather is magnificent and magnificent.

Here, because of the old man, few people come here on weekdays, so it is extremely calm. Even the boys on duty to patrol the mountain feel that they are so idle that they unconsciously become a little lazy.

Suddenly, the sky of the Great Asura Demon Palace was dark. When I fixed my eyes, I found that a huge mountain peak was suspended on it, covering the blazing sun.

Such a scene has never been seen before. So much so that those disciples on duty thought it was a special weather? However, the next moment, they knew that it was not, but direct lineage. Because, immediately after that, six flag gates with dozens of feet high flew out of the peak and inserted around the Sword Peak respectively.

In just a moment, the whole divine sword peak was covered with golden light. Fairy clouds are everywhere, and the auspicious sky floats in the sky, shining the glory of the world.

The six flag gates loomed in the auspicious fog and kept shaking. Every time there is a vibration, the golden glow is a little thick.

"Long-browed boy, if I don't go to trouble you, how dare you come to my Shenjian Peak?" At that time, a strong roar came from one of the palaces, like the roar of thunder, resounding on the Sword Peak.

Immediately after that, an old man appeared in the void.

The old man was born with white hair and silver whissum, beautiful eyebrows, lion's nose and tiger's mouth, wide forehead, his face is like cinnabar, and his hands are as white as jade. Wearing a red Taoist robe, white socks and red shoes. He is very ancient-looking, tall, and holds a white jade dust in his hand, just like a fairy. However, at this moment, the uncontrollable anger on the surface is the fairy atmosphere that makes it drift out of the dust, which is weakened a little.

This old man is naturally the old man, the body of the main body of the Great Asura Demon Palace of the Sword Peak.

What surprised the old man was that what he responded to himself was not the hypocritical voice of Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming, but the sound of wooden fish, Taoist Sanskrit singing, rippling empty mountains, and wide ears!

This wooden fish chanting should have been quiet and peaceful, but the old man Cipi felt unusually harsh in his mood at this time.

With the wooden fish singing, an old monk in rags and thin body sat on a tattered futon and suddenly appeared in the void about ten feet in front of the old man.

This old monk is naturally the Zunsheng Zen master who came to save the corpse.

"Dang Bi Taoist friend, do you still remember the old monk?" Zen Master Zunsheng said with a warm smile like a spring breeze.

"It's you, little monk!" As soon as the old man Shibi saw the appearance of Zunsheng Zen Master, he was shocked. Unconsciously, he evoked the depths of his heart, which was a long time ago.

However, after all, the old man Shibi was not an ordinary person, that is, time, suppressed the consterification in his heart, and a cold color flashed on his face and said, "I didn't expect that the little monk who wanted to save me at the beginning became a famous monk in the world? Zunsheng, you came like this today, borrowed the Lingcui Peak of the Emei School, and arranged two Liuhe dust arrays to ban the space where my Sword Peak is located. Presumably, you didn't come to me to catch up!"

"It's not impossible to catch up with the past!" Zen Master Zunsheng was not in a hurry, not in a hurry, and had an extremely calm posture. "The corpse is a Taoist friend, at the beginning, the old monk once said that he wanted to be subdued to you, but it's a pity that in those years, my mana was not hòu, and the realm was not deep,

Today, the old monk realized that he had a lot of understanding of Buddhism, so he wanted to try again!"

Zunsheng Zen Master, when he spoke, he was always stable and very calm. However, when he got the last sentence, he was suddenly in a hurry. At the same time, the six flag gates that loomed in the brilliant fairy clouds shook together. At the moment, it was like a wave in the sea. The endless golden glow came from all directions and hit the old man.

That posture is really like a storm over the sea, about to submerge a small boat sailing in it.

"I have never regarded you as so-called monks. Otherwise, wouldn't it be the way of an old monk?" In the laughter of the old man, one finger to the sky, one finger to the ground.

Pointing to the ground, under the feet, more than a thousand-leaf blood lotus appeared out of thin air, blooming hundreds of millions of dazzling light, reflecting the big thousand, the force came, like the golden glow like the top of Mount Tai and the angry waves. At that time, the momentum slowed down a little.

refers to the sky, above the sky above the head, a blood-colored light ball flies out, in the void, bursting. At that time, the dense and countless golden blue light was mixed with tens of millions of blood flame rockets. It was like a rainstorm, shooting randomly towards the upper and lower directions. The small half penetrated into the ground, and the rest of the air was full of flying randomly. The whole vicinity of the magic palace is like a sea of volcanic arrows, with thousands of blood waves, and even the golden auspicious clouds in the fours are reflected in dark red color. There is also the sound of thunder and lightning, like a million-day drums roaring, the mountains and valleys, and the earth is shaking.

Get along with the flood of golden glow. At that time, it exploded inch by inch, as if the sword peak was located and became a sea of thunder.

"Old monk, you are really despicable!"

At this time, it seemed that the golden torrent was blocked by endless blood flame rockets, and it was difficult to advance. When everyone thought that the old man Shipi had the upper hand, the old man Shipi roared.

It turned out that Zen master Zunsheng suddenly mixed his Dapudu Zen light into the golden auspicious clouds evolved from the two six-in-a-light dust array.

The pure power was blocked by the old man, but this big Purdue Zen light, which directly pointed to his heart, was unprepared, and let a wisp of it rush into the yuan god. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and his mood immediately emptied into the ethereal spirit, urging the blood lotus of his life, and blocking the rest outside. Otherwise, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

However, even so, the old man is not easy to stand it, because in his yuan gods, the paradise of Jinxia, Bodhi Chenglin, and Brahma Chenghai, makes him inexplicably have a kind of yearning.

"Amitabha! The corpse is a Taoist friend, the sea of suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore! If you cling to my Buddha, you will get the right result! All of you, all of you can show up to help you get rid of the big trouble as soon as possible, and return to my Buddha!"

Zunsheng Zen Master, it is very clear that even if the old man Shibi is identified as the easiest old demon, it is not easy to save, so he did not hesitate to choose sneak attack and group fight!

At this time, knowing that he had a little advantage, he would naturally not allow his family to lose such a little advantage, that is, time would call out his seven apprentices.

After the appearance of the seven friends of Lishan, they all sat on the futon, knocking on the wooden fish and singing Sansk.

However, after they appeared, the sound of Sanskrit singing was obviously much bigger. This kind of big sound is not the pure sound, but the influence on people's spiritual will is much greater. Unconsciously, there will be a feeling that this is the pure land of Buddha's bliss.

In the moment when the seven friends of Lishan appeared, the sound of Sanskrit singing in the void changed from void to real, transformed into seven buckets of thick golden dragons, a hundred feet long.

The head has long horns, the body is covered with scales, and the abdomen has claws.

It seems that it is no different from the real dragon.

After these seven long dragons were formed, at that time, there was a long cry.

"Oh"

At that moment, above the world, there was no other strange voice other than the dragon's voice. Even the explosion, like the roar of thunder, could be covered.

With this dragon chant, the Great Purdue Zen Light, which had just had a sign of eviction in the old man's yuan god, stayed again, and began to grow.

The phase of the Pure Land of Bliss that flashes from time to time is becoming clearer and clearer, and its seduction power is also getting greater and greater.

How can the old man of the corpse not know the abnormality of the great Purdue Zen light?

The old man's practice is to become a Taoist. In fact, he doesn't care too much about the cultivation of Buddhism and demons. Therefore, he doesn't have much bad feelings about Buddhism. However, as an old demon who has become famous for countless years in the world, he can't accept it anyway, and he has been forcibly subdued

He knew that with his own Taoist heart, such a little great Zen light, he still can't help himself. However, if there are more, it will not be guaranteed. Therefore, the top priority is to cut off the source of its development and growth first.

And this source is not in the Zunsheng Zen master on the opposite side, but in the seven friends of Lishan and the seven golden dragons.

Because it is the top magic King Kong Tianlong Zen singer of Western Buddhism!

"Zunsheng, don't think that you can beat me with such a little ghostland trick. You should know that this is my territory. Today, let you know how good I am!" As soon as the words fell, the old man also roared.

At the beginning, the roar was still low, like playing fairy music, extremely pleasant to the ear, and it turned into sad in an instant, like the ghosts crying and howling, the sound was roaring, like nine days of thunder, and the shock of the empty valley echoed. Rao Zunsheng Zen master, as calm as the deep pool of the ancient well, can't help but have a few ripples, a little upset, not to mention the seven friends of Lishan.

"It's the secret demon sound of the twelve cities! Not good!" Zunsheng Zen Master hurriedly recited the Buddha's name and used the Buddha's demon lion roar, but in the end, it was a step too late. The seven golden dragons of "bang, Bang, Bang" collapsed together.