An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 134
When Zhang Ke slaughtered the evil god, the demon king was suppressing the real fire of samadhi in his abdomen, and was pulling with the sea of ​​fire; and when the last evil god turned into a pool of meat paste and fell on the ground, the demon king was still pulling with the sea of ​​fire in his body .

As for the divine seal suppressed on its body, it didn't even look at it from the beginning to the end.

It's not that it doesn't want to run away, the key is that the quality of the Samadhi True Fire that burns everything is very disgusting. Once it is stained, it will not even have a chance to survive with a broken arm. It will burn the body together with the true spirit, unless there is Real water, jade dew, or water from all over the world can be annihilated.

But here is the problem.

It follows the road of land and has nothing to do with the water god. It knows that it can't refine this real water/yulu. It doesn't want to barter and there is no such condition.

Although the land of the Western Regions is not a purely waterless desert, there are pitifully few water veins. Those water gods worry about the rain all year round. They are afraid that the rivers will be dry in the next summer. The supply exceeds demand, so naturally no one will do this. Losing business.

More importantly, no one in the Western Regions had learned the magic of Samadhi True Fire in the past.

A spell that has never been seen before, naturally no one will be on guard. Then, it is an early adopter.

As for the water of the four seas, there is no need to think about it.

When the grass on the head of its grave grows to a height of two meters, maybe it can help water it.

Therefore, we have to turn our eyes to the inner world.

At this time, the person who spoke hurried to me.

That kind of supernatural power seems to be possessed by nature. Obviously, that person is also a heavyweight in the Western Regions. Wait, anyway, just need a breakthrough outside the temple.
Although this guy was driven away at the beginning, it also inspired the demon king, letting him know that he can continue to wait like this, and it is time to find a way out.

Listen to every word of excuse, just beat the lion to death!

It's just that I expected that my fire was not burning a little bit. Not only did I have the orthodox status I expected, but I annoyed the emperor and sent a character who was less ruthless. .

Moreover, the reason why it came out of the cave this time has something to do with the provocation of the evil gods of the Western Turks. No matter how the dead body is disguised, it will clean up the smell of the corpse, and the clumsy means will deceive these brains bad luck.

What's more, my towering body is transformed from the supernatural powers of Li Xiaoda Ruyi.

Fortunately, the kindling of this real fire is not pure enough, and it still stays at the level of simmering fire. Although it is more vicious to simmer slowly on low fire, it is better than direct stir-frying with martial fire. At least it can be suppressed by mana for a while longer.

As Fazheng said, he took a bodhi bracelet from the monk beside him and raised it out, pointing to the demon king who was pressed on the mountain with the other hand, and said, "Wait for the poor monk and others to escort him back to the White Horse Temple." , and then prepare generous gifts, and then thank the gods for their noble hands."

Please, life or death, slow down!

Now it turned sideways with a sluggish head, and the sea of ​​fire in its belly immediately appeared in the eyes of the monks.

Now it seems that Xiao Tang's road is completely blocked, and I can only ask these bald donkeys. Oh yes, the low monks can slow down.

Instead, he was angry because he was ignored. Where did the monk get so little anger? He just felt sorry for this scripture.

Supporting his mana, the demon king turned around for himself, and then he lay down on the ground slumped, exposing his belly that had been cooked by the flames behind Zhang Ke's face.

But we have a way to learn from these charlatans and play this kind of trick of letting ourselves go. Of course, this is to earn merit, but if we lack a little virtue, we will go to the hell.

"Then, the poor monk didn't know about it beforehand."

The group of monks knew that we were facing Qin Muchu, knowing that we would still try our best to save ourselves, but the real fire was unbearable. After such a long time, I felt that the whole body was almost familiar, and even the soul felt it now. Burned pain.

Before sending out the distress message.

The demon king looked at the monk for help, and the monk looked at Zhang Ke for help. As for Zhang Ke, I was meditating with my head raised.

And looking at the slightly clear soul of the Lion King in the Nether Insight, Fazheng and the others were also slightly relieved.

Finally noticed you.

Seeing this, Fazheng's face was completely white.

He took a few loyal hands and the corpses of these Tang army scouts, and came to the Duhu Mansion to "make trouble".

Seeing Nai in Zhang Ke's eyes, the monk dared to waste time.

After all, what we did just now didn't offend that god, and the purpose of the previous sequel was to take away the demon king who was suppressed on the mountain. It must be to erase the good impression at the beginning. Blocking, this will be troublesome.

Although a ray of clear light lingered under the bodhi seed bracelet, one could tell it was something bad just by looking at it.

The demon king discovered that in that one-acre land, anyone who could live a healthy life had to have no background. His status was low, and it was too much for virgins and virgins to be enshrined every year.

So, taking this opportunity, it just broke away from the eyeliners outside its cave.

With a heavy laugh, Zhang Ke had been moving non-stop, but now he increased his strength by eight points.

"This thing is the fruit of the century-old bodhi tree outside the temple. It has no effect of purifying the mind and wisdom. A small gift is given to the god as a token of gratitude."

Look at this shadow that blocks the sky.

Since Xiaotang territory, before the loss of April [-]th, the original sustainable development plan was broken by the weak, and since then, it has become more and more difficult to do meritorious deeds.

What's more, it's just a bracelet, it's my temptation. And the crime committed by the demon king can be solved by adding money.

"The disciple of the poor monk Baima Temple - Fazheng, has seen the god."

Just the one that hit the camp was enough to split it into four.

Yes, don't look at how stable it is now.

Inspired by this baptism from the past.

"The lion king, since his heart is devoted to Buddhism, he is willing to accompany the Buddha to redeem his sins. If you are a god, don't make it too difficult for him. It is convenient to punish the small ones."

Moreover, in the land of the Western Regions, after decades of baptism, the monsters with evil minds were basically beaten to death with a stick.

It didn't want to say a few words, but thought about the purpose of coming to the camp.

Hearing that, Zhang Ke raised his eyebrows.

The demon king concentrated on using his magic power to suppress the real fire in his body.

The demon king, but the matter is of little importance.

There was no air flow between Zhang Ke's seven fingers, and he raised his hand to press on the wound in the demon king's abdomen.

Not to mention other crimes.

It's just that Zhang Ke's sense of the monk is not bad.

If it's a lonely family, it's a bad idea, and today he is coming to a small limit.

After all, you Buddha is merciful, and you can become a Buddha immediately with a butcher's knife-it's better to be a mount for someone than to die.

Fazheng's aura has calmed down a lot, I bowed and saluted, and then said: "Please be merciful to the gods. Although this monster dominates one side, it does not kill less."

The golden barrier immediately burst into pieces.

It has only lived for a few hundred years, and there is not so little magic power to suppress those real fires. It is not because of the blessing of this Buddhist scripture that it can last until now.

Seeing Zhang Ke shaking his head, Fazheng wanted to persuade him again, but the monk in front of him pulled his sleeve and whispered something in his ear.

"Ah!"

I admit that there is no reason for hating Wu Jiwu, and of course it is even less because we have not yet secured a win, so we jumped out to stop it and asked Zhang Ke to keep that demon king alive.

Feel the trembling of the small ground on your body.

Burned by the real fire, the demon king, whose mana was slowly exhausted, burst into tears when he heard the words.

But Buddhist things can only say whether there is a free lunch in the sky.

"In the past, you were confined to the land of barbarians. Although you wanted to uphold the Dharma, did you have the right time? It wasn't until later that Khotan was occupied by you, Xiao Tang, that it didn't have the opportunity to summon the poor monk and brothers. That's why. Come."

Zhang Ke frowned, and turned his head, only to see a few monks in white robes, panting heavily, while looking at the wall that I was pinching and scratching violently in my hands.

Because the demon king was lying on his back with his belly facing down, we didn't notice that the demon king was still being burned by the real fire.

Turning his head, his complexion suddenly changed.

It's really easy to get started with that posture.

Little Tang's god, even though it was the fate of the barbarians, at least he was labeled as a subservient character after he started attacking the Tang people.

As for how to survive before, it had no two choices.

The light of hope in the demon king's eyes gradually became brighter—how could those damned bald donkeys still come.

That's right, even though he knew the truth, he didn't expose it. After all, the monsters in his cave were all of one mind.

Until Zhang Ke slaughtered all the evil gods, it still held its breath.

Even if he is stingy and rich, Baima Temple feels like gouging out a piece of meat.

As long as it is related to the people of the Tang Dynasty, everything else is trivial, and if you pay a little price, it will be fine.

"Respect God, since we are negotiating, the life and death of the demon king has not yet been decided. It is necessary to withdraw your Eight-Ambiguous True Fire first, otherwise the poor monk is afraid that it will go up."

But that god is also a villain. The scriptures written by Arhat will not be on the verge of destruction after a while, at least they must be gods below the eighth rank. After the other party's performance, maybe let another copy of Bodhisattva's handwriting be consumed?

"White Horse Temple."

At that moment, a loud and clear shout suddenly came from in front of him.

Then I looked up at the demon king who was lying on his back on the ground, and as my divine thoughts fluctuated, the authority of the underworld in the divine seal decisively swept under it.

Zhang Ke took a look at us, but all of them had peaceful breaths, and he was worthy of being a monk who came from the source of Zen.

At that time, I had to mention the brainless scorpion spirit who dared to say anything, and said it in such a low voice
"Keep a demon in your hand!"

Before Monk Fazheng could finish his words, he saw the mountain-like giant shake his head and said in a thunderous voice, "Although the demon king did not murder the people of Xiao Tang, he led all the demons to attack the small army camp. It is even more forgiving, so I am afraid that you will come here in vain."

Zhang Ke:?
Gritting his teeth, Fazheng said weakly: "As the saying goes, the prodigal son turns his head back in exchange for gold. The Buddha also said that he can become a Buddha with a butcher's knife on the ground. Those who have sinned so much that they cannot be restrained should use the Dharma to destroy and correct them." its character"

Fazheng glared at the demon king viciously, that unlucky thing was so rampant when he gained power, I really wanted to turn around, but it was the first demon king in the Western Regions to seek refuge, and the temple was planning to use it to make a convenient opening in the Western Regions. The door, all these wandering monsters were reduced.

But think about a demon king who can be driven for thousands of years, a guardian god.

Seeing this, Monk Fazheng still knew that Zhang Ke was delaying time, and I was always waiting, waiting for the real fire to smelt the demon king to death.

If they talk nonsense again, this king will have to be incinerated.

When the war is over, it doesn't matter who wins in the end, and its practice of trying to help both sides will eventually have to be liquidated.

As for why the monks of the White Horse Temple went to the Western Regions to save the monsters, it has to start with this imperial decree to recruit the gods of cattle, tricks and snakes.

The violent friction caused the golden barrier to flicker and stop. Although it looked like it was about to go online, it never collapsed.

Silence again.

In the last moment, nothing flew past my back and landed between the palms of the Demon King and Zhang Ke, and then a golden barrier was propped up, and the airflow gathered in Zhang Ke's hand was imprinted on the barrier. Down, make a sizzling sound.

Of course, the ultimate goal of making a fuss is just to find a backer for himself.

The barbarian gods slaughtered all the trash from the West Turks, and if they appear again, this king will really die!

What kind of dog lover am I, and besides your ferocious face with criss-crossed teeth, it can be seen that it is outrageous.

Moreover, those people were natives of the Western Regions, not merchants passing by from the Far West. Whether there were any Tang people was considered a minor issue.

It is indeed slight, and if we only count people, there are actually only a hundred or so.

　Sorry, it’s a bit late. I’ve edited the beginning of this chapter many times today, but I’m not satisfied. I have a headache. If there are any problems, I will leave it in this chapter and the author will read it every night.
　　
　
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