Golden fingers are falling like a mountain.

The black mantra of the word "吉" collapsed at the touch, shattered into black light spots, and was immediately dispersed by fingers and disappeared without a trace.

"Immortals should not exist in this world."

The naked monk said word by word, his voice was difficult.

This time no white lotus came out with the sound.

What arises in response is the shadow behind him.

The shadow that should have been stuck to the ground suddenly stood up, covering him, stretching and becoming bigger, and transforming into a huge image of a demon.

Wearing a square crown on the head, with eight arms on all sides, heavy armor, with a murderous aura.

The statue of the Demon God instantly rose to dozens of meters high, standing high on the ground like a hill, with eight arms raised high at the same time, facing the golden fingers that broke through the sky.

"The Demon of Time Wheel should not appear in this world."

The voice of the third master rumbled from the nine heavens.

Falling with one finger.

Yamato Zito.

The statue of the Demon God bowed slightly upwards, then his eight arms exerted force and raised them upwards. The ground under his feet was shattered, and his whole body gradually sank into the ground.

"If it is my deity, I will naturally be no match; if it is a clone, I might be able to stand with me; it is just a small projection, do you want to pretend to be a real demon?"

The third master sneered and his fingers slightly increased their strength.

With a bang, the statue of the demon god was shattered, revealing the naked monk hiding there.

The monk's face was pale, his orifices were bleeding, he sat down on the ground, cross-legged, and recited the magic mantra quickly.

"Om, Nanmobagawad, Salva, Durgad, Balesauda, ​​Rozha, answer him, Gadaya, Alhad, Sanmuya Sanbudaya, Daya, Om, Salva, Babang, Bisauda, ​​Xu Daya, Bisauda, ​​Salva, Gaalma Avarana, Bisauda, ​​Yesauha."

The mantras on the surface of the body come out in sequence, connected from beginning to end, like a dragon surrounding the monk and turning into a light curtain.

Before he arrived, the strong wind suddenly rose, and the chaos of the red-robed monks, the evil ghosts of Rakshasa, and Guangyang disciples were all like fallen leaves, and they were involuntarily blown away by the wind, clearing out a large open space.

Puyang Yang gently tapped the ground with a green bamboo stick and drifted away along the wind.

When you reach it, you will go down a mountain, pressing the light shield and entering the earth, and stopping until it reaches the first knuckle.

The earth trembled, dust and smoke rose everywhere, and countless mud and stones were flying.

In the smoke and dust, a small inconspicuous golden light separated from her fingers and flew into the light gate not far away.

The light gate trembled suddenly and shattered.

The uncle of the third master in the clouds frowned slightly and sneered: "It's true that the opportunity is so decisive. If you can't do anything, you will destroy the portal immediately. I want to see how much storm can it cause if the Shi Zheyuan Tribulation is gone without you, the Supreme Dharma King, host."

The index finger slowly raised.

A huge deep pit with a diameter of more than fifty meters appeared on the ground.

At the bottom of the pit, the naked monk was still sitting cross-legged, muttering to chant scriptures and mantras. The light curtain was dim but still existed. He successfully resisted the movement of the third uncle.

However, the blood flowing out of the seven orifices has changed from bright red to thick black.

But the monk was laughing, "How can you, a little immortal, guess the magical powers of the Heavenly Lord? We are born in response to the disaster, and we are gone after one kalpa, and we are stronger after one kalpa. I have been born in this world and have gone through nine hundred and ninety-nine kalpas, just one kalpa, and we are not able to achieve great perfection. Today, we have borrowed your hand to complete these thousand kalpas, just in response to the words of the Heavenly Lord. I am gone."

The black blood flowing out of his seven orifices suddenly increased, and it flowed down like a spring. In the blink of an eye, it covered its whole body into a fishy black color. Only the heavenly spirit still maintained its original appearance, and saw white light gathering there, and the entire forehead was like a rewritten light bulb with an oversized tiles, shining brightly and emitting infinite light.

Suddenly, Sanskrit chanting and singing in the sky sounded.

The monks around him all looked shaking, and they all lay on the ground regardless of everything, posing in a big posture of spreading their bodies, chanting the scriptures in unison.

Puyang Hai frowned and held the green bamboo stick in his hand, looking hesitant.

However, the Guangyang disciples were not polite. Seeing that these difficult monks suddenly lost their hearts and chanted scriptures on the ground, they immediately took action and knocked down all the magic to bind them.

The spirit of the water demon who had been fighting hard in the air changed drastically. He screamed and turned into a ball of water. He exploded with a bang, and thousands of raindrops flew away, and he actually cast a magic trick to escape.

Suddenly, the sword light filled the sky, and countless fine sword shadows as thin as needles appeared out of thin air. Each sword pierced a drop of water, with millions of water drops and millions of sword shadows, and nothing was missing.

One of the water drops screamed and turned into a water fairy. His body was pierced by a sword. A small black shadow could be seen in his transparent body, also being penetrated by the sword, struggling endlessly.

However, its soul was nailed into the body of water by this sword and could no longer escape by escaping.

The spiritual soul of the water demon can freely shuttle through the water. This blow nails its soul, which is equivalent to cutting off all the possibility of its escape.

An old man with a hair and beard that was almost transparently white stepped into the battlefield. With a move, the sword shadows in the sky rushed towards the nailed water fairy like a meteor pulled by gravity.

Each sword shadow passed through the water fairy's soul and disappeared immediately, and the water fairy's soul became dimmed.

The water fairy screamed and struggled desperately, but could not break free. Her soul became darker and darker, and finally became as transparent as water. The body formed by water gathered with a bang, but this time there were no water droplets flying. The water seemed to be poured out by a basin and was wet to the ground.

The white-bearded old man ignored the water fairy and focused all his attention in the deep pit where white light kept coming out. His figure flashed and appeared in the pit.

When Puyanghai saw the white-bearded old man, he saluted him, "The Great Elder is here."

The great elder of Guangyang Sect nodded casually, without responding. He looked at the naked monk with his forehead shining at the bottom of the pit, and said in surprise: "There is no way to reincarnate in response to the disaster?"

The old man, who was not even able to tell how old he was, appeared beside the elder, and looked into the pit, with a confused expression.

Luo Chuyi finally appeared, looked into the pit, and shouted "The method of reincarnation in response to disasters and reincarnation". He then turned around and looked around, "Where has Fellow Daoist Yong been there?"

The elders came to their senses and realized their original purpose here. They used their magical powers to observe them, but they had nothing to do.

They received Pan Hanyi's communication and used the network to transmit it, with the purpose of supporting Yong Bowen and preventing something from happening to him.

The first elder came over, and saw the water fairy. Seeing that it was also a high-end demon, he did not say anything and started to clean up.

Although the water fairy is very capable, it is still much worse than the great elder who has lived for the rest of his life. In addition, when he used the escape method to escape, it was the most vulnerable time. The great elder was calculating and had no chance to fight back, so he directly received the bento.

All the elders used their magical powers, but they didn't see Yong Bowen, but they all noticed another strange and powerful force. They subconsciously looked up at the source and took a breath of air and exclaimed in unison: "Immortal!"
Chapter completed!