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Chapter 647: The Fall of the Celestial Lord, the Demonic Leader's Enlightenment (I)

The Bull Demon King walked on the waves. Although he was skinny, there was still a cold and unruly look in his eyes.

"Master Mi, I was wrong to trust you back then."

The Bull Demon King said in a stern voice, shaking the solid iron stick in his hand, and pointing the iron stick horizontally at the current Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin.

The Thousand-Armed Saint Guanyin was originally the Hundred-Eyed Demon Lord, a multi-eyed monster under the command of the Bull Demon King.

The surname Mi is a common name for centipedes after they have transformed into human form.

Just like monkey heads are generally named Hu, and Sun is the surname.

At this moment, the Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara was fighting fiercely with the Sutsurashi Demon King. Regarding the arrival of the Bull Demon King, the Thousand-armed Avalokitesvara could only say to Zhongli Quan and Cao Guojiu, two of the Eight Immortals: "The two immortals, please stop him for me."

The tone was half a request, half an order.

"Bull Demon King, why do you want to get involved in this mess when you are the ruler of the Demon Country?"

Cao Guojiu said while holding the Yin-Yang board.

At the moment, it is already quite difficult to deal with a snake ghost, a Xianghong bird, and an Asura King Poya.

If we also include the Bull Demon King, a powerful celestial being, then I'm afraid...

Cao Guojiu thought that even if he and Zhongli Quan joined forces, they might not be his match.

"Humph, I bet that this old bull has to come. The so-called bullshit demon country is now controlled by the Blood Sea. The Blood River Patriarch has given an order, does he dare to disobey? This old bull is suspended in the air, unable to go up, and dare not go down. It's just a puppet."

Zhongli Quan said coldly, and the flames from the banana fan in his hand swept towards the Bull Demon King who was walking on the waves.

"The stick is merciless, two True Immortals, please be careful."

When the Bull Demon King heard this, he was slightly angry, but he didn't say much. He just said one sentence lightly and made a killing move.

"Humph……"

Zhongli Quan snorted again.

"For years, no one has dared to talk to me like this."

Zhongli Quan said sternly, and with a wave of his fan, fire dragons flew out.

The fire dragon created by the Liu Ding Divine Fire was lifelike, with complete teeth and whiskers, and it bared its fangs and claws as it bit towards the Bull Demon King.

The Bull Demon King swung the iron stick in his hand, and the ferocious dragon head opened its mouth wide. Unexpectedly, a blood-red light suddenly shone from the dark iron stick.

The iron rod went straight in, the blood swept away, and it easily tore the flaming dragon head apart and smashed it.

Violent sparks scattered everywhere, and thousands of red embers floated in the sky.

"He's quite capable."

Zhongli Quan said firmly.

Although he was only an expert among the True Immortals, Zhongli Quan dared to confront the Bull Demon King relying on the powerful magic weapon in his hand.

What's more, the Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin is also a powerful celestial being.

As long as the Thousand-Armed Guanyin gets rid of the Lion Demon King, who now has the cultivation level of a True Immortal, everything will be fine.

Fire dragons flew out from the banana fan, but were smashed into pieces by the iron stick in the hands of Bull Demon King.

The hot wind blew in his face, and Zhongli Quan's clothes fluttered, and he retreated again and again.

"Why don't you two immortals use all your strength and not have to take care of the old cow."

The Bull Demon King raised his eyebrows and spoke with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Cao Guojiu clenched the Yin-Yang board tightly, his palms full of cold sweat.

Originally, the combined efforts of him and Zhongli Quan were enough to suppress demons like Asura King Poya.

As long as the Thousand-Armed Guanyin subdues the Sutsurāsana demon king, we can win this battle.

But they didn't expect that the Bull Demon King would suddenly arrive here, bringing a lot of pressure to the two of them.

Even after a fierce battle, the strength of the Bull Demon King was affected to a certain extent.

But he was not someone that Cao Guojiu and Zhongli Quan could defeat.

The dark iron rod emitted a bloody glow. Once it hit someone, no matter whether it was Cao Guojiu or Zhongli Quan, one of them would be torn apart.

Even if he had the physique of a true immortal, he couldn't withstand a blow from a stick.

The Bull Demon King's iron stick brought up streaks of blood on both sides, sweeping towards the flames protecting Zhongli Quan's body.

Suddenly, several beams of golden light shot over.

It turned out that while the Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin was suppressing the attacks of Sutasuo and the snake ghost, she still had some strength left and secretly attacked the Bull Demon King with a sinister move.

The golden light shot towards the wrist of Bull Demon King holding the stick.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

The Bull Demon King roared loudly, and the shadow of a blood-red sun rose up behind him, emitting a scarlet light that was ten feet wide.

The blood light and the golden light intertwined and collided with each other, and then disappeared together.

"hateful."

The Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin was furious, and the eight hundred monks under his command chanted something. The monks' magical powers gathered into a torrent and transformed into a huge golden hand that slapped towards the Bull Demon King.

The formation of five hundred arhats.

These monks are actually only between earthly immortals and ghost immortals, and some can reach the level of earthly immortals.

His magic power is extremely low, but after forming the formation, it can be equivalent to a full-strength attack from a true immortal.

The Bull Demon King raised his eyes slightly, and swung the iron stick in his hand wildly. Rays of blood-red light poured out violently from one end of the stick!

Sonic booms continued, and the huge golden hand was directly smashed into pieces.

The golden mountain of magical power created by the eight hundred monks also began to crack.

The demon king Sutasasana was also not idle. He opened his dark head made entirely of death energy, opened his bloody mouth, and bit the magical golden mountain.

Crack, a huge gap was bitten into the already cracked golden mountain.

A huge and clear tooth mark was revealed on the edge of the thick golden rock... and as many as thirty or forty monks were bitten by the Lion Demon King.

Some of the monks went directly into the stomach of the Lion Demon King, while the others were bitten to pieces by his back molars, and their mutilated bodies fell out from between his teeth.

“Hahaha, it tastes good.”

The nature of the demon king Sutasastra did not change, and he kept chewing the Tao.

Drip, drip, blood plasma dripped from the Lion Demon King's big mouth. The Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin covered his heart with one hand, and his whole body trembled.

"How dare you, you bold demon, eat my bhikkhu?"

There was endless anger in the eyes of the Thousand-Armed Saint Guanyin.

giggle.

The lion demon king laughed out loud, his dark eyes without pupils staring deeply at the Thousand-armed Saint Guanyin, "Don't act like a child, I know you have a trump card, just use all your tricks."

at the same time.

"Bull Demon King! Hurry and take out the Bodhi seeds!"

The lion demon king Sutasastra continued to shout loudly.

The Bull Demon King was beating up two of the Eight Immortals, but at this moment his sleeves suddenly shook.

"Okay!"

After he finished speaking, a ball of blood-red light flew out from the Bull Demon King’s sleeves.

But it looks like a Bodhi fruit.

It turned out that when the Bull Demon King first rushed to the battlefield, the Yellow Springs Ghost Mother gave him the fruit of the Blood Bodhi.

At that time, what the Golden-Winged Garuda took away was just a fake Bodhi fruit.

boom!
The blood-red light ball shone brightly.

The moment the Bodhi fruit flew out, the water waves exploded violently, and an extremely swift black dragon emerged from the bottom of the Styx, opened its bloody mouth, and tried to swallow the bloody Bodhi fruit.

"Second brother, don't make the mistake."

The Bull Demon King shouted loudly, veins bulged on his bony arms, and he swung his iron stick, sending out a streak of red blood over a meter long.

It seemed as if countless twisted insects were trapped in the blood, clinging to the black dragon's tail.

The Dragon Demon King screamed in pain, and in the blink of an eye, his tail was swept by blood and eaten into a piece of white bone with blood still on it.

And the Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin also planned to snatch the Blood Bodhi.

At this time...

A large golden halo rises behind the head of the Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin. The halo has nine layers in total, and there are ninety arms in each layer, some holding sharp swords, some holding treasure bottles, some holding vajra, some holding lotus... The thousand hands bring out all kinds of splendor.

The moment when thousands of arms are about to exert force together.

"wrong!"

The Thousand-Armed Saint Guanyin tilted her head and was shocked to find that at some point, the Rakshasas, Yakshas, ​​water ghosts, and vengeful spirits at the bottom of the Styx had actually formed a series of complicated array patterns.

The black gas rose up like a prison, covering the entire magical golden mountain, including the Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin, in the formation.

Roar!
The lion demon king Suta opened his bloody mouth and swallowed the Bodhi fruit in one gulp. His aura suddenly became dangerous and kept rising.

"Crap."

Thousand-Armed Saint Guanyin thought to herself, gnashing her gums secretly.

At this moment, the Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin did not care about wasting her essence, and the Buddha's light spells from her thousand arms were scattered out one after another as if they were free.

While trying to break the formation, he shouted, "Master, save me!"

"Master monk, save me!"

"Master monk, save me!"

……

The panicked voice echoed far away.

The airflow in the vase, the swirling vajra, the twisted swastika seal on the sword, the big hand in the Buddha's light, all kinds of magic spells bombarded the prison like a torrent of magic.

In the sky, the fire dragon's ferocious scales became clearer and clearer, and the blood-red light brought by the iron stick in the Bull Demon King's hand began to twist like a living thing.

All kinds of spells seemed to be frozen at this moment, freezing time and space together.

"Thus I have heard, once the Buddha was in Trayastrimsa Heaven, preaching the Dharma to his mother."

"At that time, all the Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas from the innumerable worlds in the ten directions came to the assembly. They praised Shakyamuni Buddha for being able to display the inconceivable power of great wisdom and supernatural powers in the five turbidities and evil times, to tame stubborn sentient beings, and to know the law of suffering and happiness..."

In the frozen space, only the Ksitigarbha Sutra can be clearly heard.

The world suddenly spun, and a huge flesh-colored hand emerged from the bottom of the sea, taking everyone, including the Mountain of Resentful Spirits built by the Lion Demon King, into another opened up space.

The world is spinning.

The Bull Demon King's eyes were bright and he clenched his teeth tightly, but uncontrollable balls of blood-red light spurted out from his acupoints.

Finally, it gathered into a blood-red sun floating above his head.

In the blood-red sun there are countless twisted shadows of insects, snakes, ghosts and monsters.

Although the fight at this moment was still at the celestial level, it was completely beyond the Bull Demon King's understanding.

If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Ksitigarbha Buddha who took action.

On the Bull Demon King's side, the Blood River Ancestor was also obviously making an effort.

The Bull Demon King claimed that he had refined the Blood God Son, but in fact he had not cultivated the Blood Shadow Soul. Before the Blood Shadow clone, the real control over the Blood God Son was in the hands of the Blood River Ancestor.

Just like this moment.

The Bull Demon King believed that he had done his best to help the Lion Demon King in his process of attaining enlightenment.

But obviously, the Blood River Patriarch was still not satisfied and took action personally.

The Bull Demon King wanted to lock up his own blood and flesh essence, but the blood god's son spurted out from all the acupoints all over his body.

Eventually, a blood-red sun formed in the sky.

This place is filled with gold and silver, and is illuminated by light. There are countless buildings and living beings, as well as countless colored glaze and crystal-stacked pagoda forests. In the center of the world is a mountain.

The spiritual energy is rich and the mountains are majestic.

On the top of the mountain is a golden temple supported by a million monks, and flowing out of the temple is a river of golden sand.

The master of the world, the six-foot-tall golden body of Ksitigarbha Buddha, is perched above the temple.

This place is the realm of Ksitigarbha Buddha. It is not a hell space, but a crystal world like the Pure Land of Bliss.

Theoretically speaking, Ksitigarbha Buddha should have reached the pinnacle of celestial cultivation.

But the power and courage he actually displayed far surpassed the level of celestial beings.

"Hahaha, even if you have some tricks, what can you do? In the end, the devil is one foot high, and the Buddha is ten feet higher!"

The Thousand-Armed Holy Guanyin laughed loudly in the air. He could naturally see that he was being dragged into the Jiuhua Mountain Taoist temple.

In the domain of Ksitigarbha Buddha, how other demons commit crimes.

That's exactly what happened.

The snake ghost and Xianghong Bird summoned by the Yellow Springs Ghost Mother were immediately burned when they were illuminated by the golden Buddha's light.

The two evil ghosts had golden and red flames coming out of their bodies, and then they kept wailing and rolling in the flames.

At this moment, in the bloody sun, a big hand suddenly flew out, and its devilish claws grabbed the six-foot-tall golden body of Ksitigarbha Buddha without any hesitation.

boom!
The ferocious demon claws collided head-on with the swastika Buddhist seal slapped out by the six-foot-tall golden body.

The blood-red sun kept twisting, and the Bull Demon King's spirit was weakened, his blood was drained, and his body was exhausted.

The Buddhist seal taken by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva also showed signs of cracking.

"Come on..."

The eyes of the golden body of Ksitigarbha Buddha slowly opened, and the green-haired lion dragged in his hand was slowly put down. The lion was undoubtedly the Sutsurāsata Lion Demon King.

The originally dark eye sockets of the lion demon king Sutasosa now had a pair of pupils.

His eyelids suddenly opened, and his scarlet, bloodshot eyeballs rolled around. He raised his head and actually looked into the eyes of Ksitigarbha Buddha.

The face of Ksitigarbha Buddha was reflected in the scarlet pupils. He wore a crown, a necklace, had long ears, a broad forehead, and a golden face.

However, Ksitigarbha Buddha looked kindly at the Lion Demon King who was constantly digesting the blood bodhi.

A blue and black lion monster.

"When I become a Buddha..."

The scriptures that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was chanting suddenly changed. He did not attack the demon at all, but just continued to chant the scriptures.

"Bodhisattvas give alms without sparing their lives, just as King Sibi gave his body to pigeons. Today I will follow their example... I will take the form of a pigeon, and you will take the form of an eagle chasing you. I will then pretend to be frightened and sneak into the king's armpit. I will take the form of a Buddha with a fleshy bun, and you will take the form of a blue lion... I will return the pigeon to you, but this is your food, not mine!"

As the sound of Buddhist scriptures rang out, the meditating monks in the golden temple were also chanting continuously.

The Bull Demon King couldn't help but feel sad.

This old cow actually has a strong affinity with Buddhism and understands Buddhist principles clearly.

At this moment, we can fully understand the arrangements of both sides.

The Blood River Patriarch used the blood and flesh essence of countless creatures to cultivate the Blood Bodhi, in an attempt to help the Lion Demon King return to the top.

However, the story of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva attacking the Dragon Palace in the West Sea was fake, and his attempt to convert the Lion Demon King in an attempt to attain the status of a quasi-saint was real!

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has practiced Taoism for thousands of years and has long since reached the peak of the celestial being, a powerful being of the Heaven-Swallowing Class.

He is only one step away from becoming a quasi-saint.

And this moment.

What Ksitigarbha Buddha did was to imitate Sakyamuni who cut off his flesh to feed the eagle and staged a drama of cutting off his flesh to feed the lion.

Based on this, one can attain enlightenment and establish the fruit of the path to forbearance.

Click.

The green lion monster took a fierce bite, directly biting a hole in the six-foot-tall golden body of Ksitigarbha.

The golden blood beads rose high, almost blurring the Bull Demon King's vision.

The green lion monster swelled up in the wind, its size increasing several times in an instant.

For the Lion Demon King.

Whether it is becoming a Buddhist guardian or the sixth Asura King, it is a big profit.

But what about him?
What can he, the Bull Demon King, get from the arrangement made by the two big bosses this time?
Kaka.

The Lion Demon King took another bite.

This time, Ksitigarbha Buddha's pupils shrank, and his left shoulder and arm were bitten off.

The broken blood vessels and muscles were entangled together, and a large amount of golden blood gushed out.

As soon as the blood came into contact with the air, it turned into golden sand and scattered on the ground.

However, under the shining light of the blood-red sun in the sky, this paradise flowing with gold, jade and agate began to distort.

The blood sun and the golden sun, which symbolizes Buddhism, are reflected in the sky together, and the two suns shine together!
(End of this chapter)