At the foot of the Demon-Suppressing Mountain, Yang Xuan was covered in ghost energy. His face was solemn. He looked at the five Buddhas sitting cross-legged in the void behind him, and his eyes burst into a radiant light.

"Donor Yang Xuan, you have a connection with my Buddha. Please go back to Lingshan with me." One of the Buddhas said slowly, and he smiled and was kind and friendly.

Yang Xuan disagreed. He knew in his heart that Western religion is not a good thing. If he asked him to go to Lingshan today, he must have ideas about Taiyin Mountain. Maybe he would force him to be able to do so.

At that time, I will be like a walking corpse, without my own ideas, and everything will be based on the interests of Western religions.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan couldn't help but feel angry. He looked at the Buddhas and roared: "Old bald donkey, do you say that you have fate if you have fate?"

After saying that, he jumped and rushed towards the Demon-Suppressing Mountain.

"Haha, my Buddha is merciful. If you take refuge in my Buddha, you will be able to have peace for a lifetime." An old monk spoke, and with a wave of his hand, a golden light fell from the sky and turned into a light wall, blocking Yang Xuan's way.

Yang Xuan paused and stopped. He turned around and looked at the Buddhas, with black light flashing in his eyes.

His face turned gloomy. At this time, he understood that the five bald donkeys came today and might have to suppress him forcibly.

The five people were not weak, and the old monk who had been speaking at the forefront had reached the level of Golden Immortality and had a profound Buddhist teaching.

Although the four Buddhas behind him have not reached the Golden Immortal level, they have reached the level of a celestial immortal, and their cultivation is higher than his.

Although Yang Xuan's physical body reached the Golden Immortal, the monk at the Golden Immortal level opposite had a strong fluctuation, and he must be extremely powerful. If he met, he would not be relaxed.

"You bald donkeys are going to use strength." Yang Xuan said in a low voice.

"Don't get me wrong with donor Yang Xuan, we're here to invite you to Lingshan."

The old monk smiled and continued, "Huiming, please go to Lingshan by donor Yang Xuan."

"yes!"

At this time, behind the old monk, a Buddha walked out. He was covered in golden light, a golden cassock, holding a Buddhist bead in one hand and a Zen staff in the other, got up from the void and walked out slowly.

Although the monk was only in the realm of a celestial immortal, he was magnificent and profound in Buddhism.

"Donor, I offended you!" The monk spoke slowly, and then directly sacrificed the Buddhist beads in his hand.

The Buddhist beads were shining brightly, and the sky was filled with golden light. A terrifying wave spread out, and the string of Buddhist beads was directly attached to Yang Xuan.

Then, the Buddhist beads burst out with a force of imprisonment, directly imprisoning Yang Xuan.

"Amitabha!" The Buddha's face was calm and he bowed slightly to Yang Xuan.

In their sense, Yang Xuan was just a ghost from the real fairyland, and it was easy to subdue him without any effort.

"Master Yang Xuan, good, good." The old monk couldn't help but sigh when he saw Yang Xuan being imprisoned by Buddhist beads.

Yang Xuan's face was calm. Although he only had the realm of a true immortal, the body that Pangu's true blood helped him create was extremely powerful and had reached the level of the Golden Immortal at this time.

Even as his heart beats, Pangu's blood still nourishes his body, and his physical strength is still increasing.

At this time, the string of Buddhist beads was fragile in his feelings. It was okay to imprison ordinary true immortals, but it was absolutely impossible to imprison him.

Bang!

Just as the old monk Amitabha Buddha was about to be, Yang Xuan burst out with a terrifying power, his physical strength burst out, and a huge force swept out instantly.

In the shock of several monks, the Buddhist beads imprisoned on Yang Xuan's body instantly shattered, and the Buddhist beads scattered everywhere. As soon as they left Yang Xuan's body, they were wiped out by a terrifying force and turned into powder.

Wong!

Yang Xuan's whole body was fluctuating strongly, and the yin energy rolled, covering the sky.

"Impossible..." Several people were shocked and looked shocked. The Buddhist treasure that could imprison the level of the celestial immortal was actually shattered by a true immortal?

"That's it?" Yang Xuan looked cold and looked at the people and curled his lips.

"You..." The Buddhas almost vomited blood in anger. Yang Xuan's contemptuous gaze and the corners of his raised mouth all deeply hurt their Buddha's hearts.

Wong!

At this time, the monk who had been broken into pieces took action again. He was covered in golden light, and a golden Buddha shadow appeared behind him, with unparalleled power.

"The Huiming Arhat body has actually reached this level." The old monk sighed.

"It should be easy to capture Yang Xuan... Uh, how could this happen!" The old monk's expression was very wonderful. He was full of confidence at the last moment, but the next moment he widened his eyes and looked in disbelief.

"ah!"

Before he finished speaking, a scream had already been heard, and Huiming flew backwards.

One of his arms broke, and his entire shoulder almost broke. His face was distorted and he was incredibly painful.

Huiming used his power to connect to the broken arm, but found that the power was still above his arm, destroying his arm.

That was Yang Xuan's physical strength. The body shaped by Pangu's true blood was not as simple as hardness.

Every inch of his flesh and blood contains the rhyme of Tao, and if there is Tao, it will flow.

In other words, if Yang Xuan continues to practice and completely refine Pangu's heart blood, let this drop of true blood be integrated into his heart, and his body will be washed and moisturized by the blood, one day, he will become a saint in his body.

"This is the great monk who has attained the Tao?" Yang Xuan snorted coldly, then turned around and walked towards the Demon-Suppressing Mountain again.

"The bold ghost dares to hurt my Buddhist disciple." At this time, the old monk roared, and the charm of the light and light clouds just now disappeared.

He stood up from the void, popped out with one hand, and grabbed Yang Xuan.

Suddenly, a golden hand fell from the sky in the void. The palm was huge, the Buddha's light was surging, and the golden light filled the void.

Yang Xuan's face changed. The growing hand seal was extremely powerful, and it was transformed by the vast Buddhist teachings and had unparalleled power.

Yang Xuan snorted coldly, and he punched out, directly hitting the golden handprint.

Bang!

A terrifying force burst out, and the golden handprint was directly blown away by Yang Xuan's punch, turning into starlight and disappearing into the void.

Yang Xuan grinned and turned around again.

"What a powerful body!" the old monk exclaimed, "It is almost comparable to my Buddhist two-meter-old golden body!"

"Little devil, you can't leave!" At this time, the old monk shouted, soared into the sky, and sat cross-legged in the void.

He made seals with his hands, and countless scriptures appeared on him, turning into terrifying attacks and slashing towards Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan's eyes flashed, urging the power of his body to resist.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The attacks formed by culture fell from the void and slashed on Yang Xuan's body, and were all resisted by him.

His face looked ugly. Although he blocked these attacks, it still made his body hurt.

Yang Xuan knew in his heart that his cultivation level was still too low, otherwise it would be easy to defeat this old monk with the many powerful magic tricks he had mastered.

It’s just that he is a true immortal at his own realm. Even if he uses those magic, his power will be difficult to cause too much damage to cultivators at the Golden Immortal level.

The use of immortal magic requires support for the use of immortal power. Yang Xuan’s realm is a true immortal. His immortal power is the level of true immortals. The Taoist technique he uses is naturally difficult to harm the golden immortal.

Yang Xuan is now strong in his body. If he wants to suppress the powerful monk at the Golden Immortal level, the most important thing he needs is his body magical powers.

Magic relies on immortal power, and magic power relies on physical body.

Yang Xuan has a powerful body, and as for his supernatural powers, he also has them.

If you sign in to the underworld for so long, you will get a reward in addition to magical, elixirs and treasures, and another type of reward is magical powers.

At that time, Yang Xuan disagreed because he did not have a strong body and was not as good as using magical powers as immortal magic.

But unexpectedly, he signed in in front of the Taiyin Temple and actually got Pangu's true blood, which directly brought his body to a terrifying level.

At this time, the old monk sat cross-legged in the void. His body was filled with golden light, and his body was filled with classic runes, imprinted in the void, and he descended to Yang Xuan to kill.

Wong!

At this moment, Yang Xuan burst out, and his ghost energy was full of ghost energy, and the vast blood energy evolved into huge ghost shadows, attacking in the void.

The body of the heavenly ghost!

A powerful physical magical power was used by Yang Xuan at this time, and it was extremely powerful.

Yang Xuan danced with long hair, and his blood and ghost energy merged, which was extremely strange. He danced with ghosts and gods all over him, and finally rushed towards Yang Xuan and rushed into his body.

At the same time, Yang Xuan's ghost energy surged and completely turned into a body of a heavenly ghost.

"Bald donkey, die!" Yang Xuan shouted and rushed towards the old monk.

"So strong!" The old monk's face changed drastically. From a distance, he even felt the monstrous power on Yang Xuan's body.

Wong!

At this moment, the old monk suddenly stood up and could no longer calm down.

He waved his hands, and a vast sound of chanting scriptures came from his body, making a rumbling sound.

Behind him, a big Buddha appeared in the void, and the Buddha's light was surging, blessing him.

Suddenly, the old monk's body shone with golden light, his body turned golden, his skin hard, and turned into a golden body.

At the same time, Yang Xuan had arrived. He was full of ghost energy, covering the sky and turning into a body of a heavenly ghost, Yang Xuan was particularly powerful.
To be continued...