Purple-robed Heavenly Master? The start was stalemate and someone dug him out

Chapter 63: The evil method of Buddhism, the person behind it! (Please subscribe)

This sound!
Zhang Long didn't need to look back to understand that the ancestor was here.

Zhang Yi was wearing a purple robe and walked forward with his hands behind his back. He looked calm and did not take the other party seriously at all.

"Ancestor, have you finished your work?"

The latter nodded slightly: "Well, leave this old monk to me, and you can do whatever you want with the rest. Let them understand that not everyone can be bullied in Longhu Mountain."

"it is good!"

The backyard of Puguang Temple.

Zhang Yi was wearing a purple robe and stared at the other person with cold eyes. The monk's eyes were squinted, his face was old, and his face was like layers of cloth piled together.

"Purple robe?"

The old monk is none other than the current person in charge of Puguang Temple, Master Fazhao.

He knows the runes around Fa Zhao's body best, because this is exactly what Kirigakure Sect taught him!
According to legend, the Buddhist seal came from the hands of the Arhat who subdued the dragon. It is a divine seal of Buddha's light, a technique for destroying evil spirits.

This person then took the jade slip in his hand and handed it to others.

Immediately, a big green hand fell from the sky and struck directly on the golden bell.

Zhang Yi walked down from the air and said disdainfully: "The demon monk is the demon monk. The great Luo Dharma curse and the Dharma of Buddhism are low. How long can you hold on?"

Look up.

"Dharma Protector, Monk Yunfei is coming back soon." They were none other than people from the Kirigakure Sect.

A deep pit was blasted into the ground.

The crackling sound spread across the sky.

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Yi disappeared in front of him instantly.

"Golden Bell Body Protector?" Zhang Yi's mocking voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Vulnerable!"

All the ghosts were frightened by this attack.

thump—

Taoism is extremely masculine and is the nemesis of all evil spirits.

He was defeated in an instant.

People have turned into zombies, so why is there no sign of his Taoism weakening at all? And my Buddhist teachings are less than one in ten!

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Fazhao's mouth, and his eyes were full of surprise: "Taoist magic? You are so full of Yin Qi that you can still use Taoist magic? The Taoist magic is really rubbish, even monsters can use it."

"Thunder method? Daoist mystical arts? Purple robe? Are you Daoxuan Tianshi?" No matter how stupid Fazhao was, he understood Zhang Yi's identity at this time.

Countless thunder and lightning rain fell on it, burning his cassock.

"Monk? I think you should go to a lawyer!"

He couldn't catch Zhang Yi's figure, so he could only use the golden bell to protect his body before making any plans.

The cassock suddenly grew larger, like a waterfall coming across.

Two phantoms appeared in the sky, but it was too late to catch them.

"Evil magic?" Zhang Yi looked at the blood boiling and couldn't help laughing: "Aren't you afraid that Monk Yunfei will come back to deal with you later?"

The entire body was shrouded in strange runes.

Without the blessing of pure Dharma, the power of the demon monk's spell is simply not enough.

Moreover, this thunder method is the number one method for killing demons and demons in the world. Can he also use it?
"Longhushan and Yaoxie teamed up to attack our Puguang Temple. Aren't you afraid that everyone in the world will punish them?"

Zhang Yi smiled: "Daoxuan is a thing of the past. Now there is only Corpse King Zhang Yi. What are your last words?"

Life and death have a destiny, and everything has a destiny. He borrowed the secret method to survive in a half-dead body. He must have killed many people in exchange for their lives and forced the continuation of the Dharma. No wonder the Buddhist Dharma is so weak.

Rolling blood surged towards him.

Zhang Yi shook his head lightly: "No."

"It's you who forced me to use evil methods. Don't let anyone leave today!"
The deafening sound resounded throughout the world, and sound waves rippled in all directions.

Zhang Yi didn't have the patience to chat with him anymore. After all, his old friend was coming back soon, and he needed to take advantage of this opportunity to make a move quickly.

His body, which was already thin and weak, was now even more scarred. He claims to kill demons and support justice, but he actually joins forces with demons.

Immediately, he walked towards Zhang Yi step by step. With every step he took, the rune marks on his body became blood red.

Moreover, these runes are still squirming, which is very disgusting.

And he said with a smile: "Isn't Longhu Mountain going to hold a big banquet in a few days? Let's give him a gift and spread this thing to all the mountain gates in Jiuzhou and invite Longhu!"

Mountains, rivers, and buildings collapsed.

A golden bell fell from the sky and spread all over him.

Under the golden bell, Fazhao groaned, obviously frightened by this power.

I'm just a little surprised that no matter how strong Daoxuan was in life, he shouldn't be able to use Daoxuan after he is reduced to a zombie?
Immediately, countless black raindrops dropped from the sky, and each black raindrop was like thunder and lightning.

Fazhao came down from the wall and touched his chest with one hand.

Then, he turned over and raised his palm: "Dharma Seal!"

Zhang Yi smiled: "Death? Isn't it just a purple robe? Why don't I dare to wear it? As for the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, I think he will kneel down to me when he sees me. Do you believe it?"

"You have so much yin energy all over your body that you still dare to wear a Taoist purple robe and you are not afraid of death?" Fazhao said coldly.

Fazhao clasped his hands together, passed his thumb through the prayer beads on his chest, and opened it suddenly.

And the monks around began to scream, and a red silk thread lifted all the monks into the air.

Fazhao was shocked. He leaned over and jumped, and his cassock flew out: "Daluo spell!"

Not only did Fazhao's eyes fail to react, but his mind even failed to react to what Zhang Yi just said.

"What a strong monster!"

After all, Zhang Xuan, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, is his great-grandson.

The two seals touched each other, and the clouds in the entire sky trembled for a moment.

But it also revealed his original appearance. The skin and flesh all over his body were as loose as tree bark, and there were patches of purple marks on the skin and flesh.

"Haha, give the jade slip in your hand to Yunfei Bald Donkey."

Dozens of disciples in white are recording what happened here.

"Your Excellency, is Zhang Xuan, the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain?" Fazhao asked.

This body has been dead for hundreds of years. As the corpse king, Zhang Yi is most sensitive to this stench. The reason why he is still alive is probably because of this rune to save his life.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Let me die before you talk. When you die, I will chat with you Yunfei Tulu."

Before he could be surprised, two lightning bolts struck down from the sky.

"Fart, Master Yunfei has died a long time ago, how could this poor monk not know!"

"Tao Seal!" Zhang Yi calmly clapped his hands, and a palm made of purple energy fell from the air.

boom--

This is something Fazhao has never understood.

Join forces with evil spirits, no matter whether you are the so-called good or evil at Dragon Tiger Mountain and kill Puguang Temple, Jiuzhou Mountain Gate will probably not be able to tolerate you, right?
Thousands of Buddha beads turned into light and flew into the air, piercing the purple robe through countless holes.

His eyes opened slightly, squinting a little, a little surprised.

"Broken!" Zhang Yi pointed his right hand and thunder filled the sky.

A purple robe in the sky shrouded the people below, and clouds of yin energy came one after another.

"Yes!"

A huge swastika Buddha seal rose from the ground, accompanied by bursts of dragon roars.

A stench came, and Zhang Yi smiled and said: "Oh? Secret method to extend life? No wonder you, a demon monk, have a stench all over your body. Your body has been dead for a hundred years, right? Who taught you to forcefully extend your life?"

In an instant, Fazhao's golden bell was smashed into pieces, and it was driven into the mountain, and the entire body was embedded in it.

At the same time secretly.

(End of this chapter)