The Taoist founder has turned into a corpse, and even the purple robe can't stand it

Chapter 122: The man in green appears and kills the Holy Son of Lama with one sword!

"You are shameless! If you don't kill me, I will definitely destroy your Miaofa Zen Temple in the future!"

Bai Lu gnashed her teeth and looked at the Holy Lama.

Although he has become a demon fairy and his strength far exceeds that of his previous life, this feeling of powerlessness still makes Bai Lu feel deeply powerless.

In her opinion,

The white clouds at this moment are myself in the previous life.

wrong!

Xu Xian is not qualified at all, compared with the black soil today.

"Is what you said true?"

Bai Yun looked at the Holy Lama and asked calmly,

Although the words were plain, Bai Lu could indeed feel the murderous intent contained in Bai Yun's words.

"Baiyun, don't be fooled by him. Don't forget how we ended up like this. Even if you catch me, those lamas won't let you go."

Bai Lu looked at Bai Yun in surprise and said.

"hehe."

"This Saint Son keeps his word. You are real people appointed by the underworld. Unless it is absolutely necessary, this Saint Son does not want to go against you!"

"As long as you hand her over to me, this Holy Son will let you go."

As for Bai Lu,

The Lama Saint Son doesn't care. Their Western religion has been passed down for thousands of years.

The study is human nature.
When it comes to human nature, Western religions have long had a firm grasp on it.

The Holy Lama dared to say this because he was sure that Bai Yun would definitely fight against Bai Lu for Heitu.

As expected!
As the Lama's son's voice fell,

Baiyun looked around and saw the powerful people in Miaofa Zen Temple.
Finally, he turned his gaze towards Bai Lu.

"Baiyun, you don't really believe their lies, do you?"

"Bai Lu, don't hate me! I have no other choice. I just want to live peacefully with my husband."

Bai Yun's voice was hoarse, and he looked at Bai Lu with dark eyes.

Bai Lu looked at Bai Yun in surprise.

She didn't expect,

Bai Yun couldn't see clearly such a simple plot to sow discord.

but
This scene is so familiar.

In the previous life, Xiaoqing had also advised herself in this way.

But Bai Lu still made the same choice as Bai Yun
"Owner."

"where are you?!"

Bai Lu felt confused and looked around.

Since I started my life again,
It was the first time she felt so desperate since being rescued by her master.

Swah——

The white sickle passed across Bai Lu's cheek.

The cold wind blows the hem of Bailu's clothes.
"I don't owe you anything!"

Bai Yun was surprised, and pointed at Bai Lu with his sickle and said,

Bai Lu looked at Bai Yun with complicated eyes.

hum-

A monstrous ghost energy emanated from Bai Yun's body. He held a white sickle in his hand and stepped on ghost steps, just like the White Impermanence himself.
Attacked towards Bai Lu.

Zheng——

The long sword in Bai Lu's hand trembled, and the white sickle was swept away.

"Don't force me!"

Bai Lu said with a tangled expression,
Bai Yun did not respond at all, still holding the sickle, sweeping towards Bai Lu.

boom--

The sickle and the sword crossed,
The terrifying ripples spread out in the surroundings.

"Son, the Dharma King has arrived at Longyuan Island. Let's go there as soon as possible. Should we go now?"

Seeing Bai Yun and Bai Lu fighting in the field,

A consort from the Miaofa Zen Temple came before the Holy Son and whispered,

"Are you reminding me?"

The Holy Lama said with a grim look,
Then, he waved his hand and grabbed Ming Fei's neck.
"Whatever this Saint Son wants, he will definitely get."

"Yes"

"I feel that Bai Yun is no match for Bai Lu. I want to help the Saint Son and capture the White Dragon!"

Ming Fei looked at the Holy Lama charmingly.

As she spoke, she even seductively stuck out her tongue and licked the wrist of the Holy Lama.

“Are you playing with fire?”

Seeing this scene, Lama Shengzi's eyes also became hot.
"I just want to share the worries of the Holy Son."

Ming Fei smiled and said,

"It's meaningless. This Saint Son has no interest in you anymore. If it's Fan Yue Ming Fei."

The Holy Lama smiled faintly and said,

When talking about Fanyue Mingfei, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.
"After this visit to the ruins, Fan Yue will be taken to the Little Leiyin Temple."

"Ah."

Ming Fei nodded.

"Do you know that the person who appointed Fan Yue Ming Fei was the big shot from the Little Lei Yin Temple?"

The Lama asked in a low voice,

"Ah? This, even the Holy Son doesn't know, how can I know?"

Ming Fei shook her head and said,

"Even you don't know?"

"The Karmapa has always been very secretive about the matter of worshipping Buddha. Even if Fan Yue wanted to tell us, he wouldn't dare to say it."

At this point, a hint of charm appeared in the eyes of the Ming concubine.
He stroked the Lama's chest and said,
"If Saint Son is interested in Fan Yue, I can humble myself and transform into Sister Fan Yue. What do you think?"

"This is a great plan!"

The Lama's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Sister Fanmiao, who do you want to transform into?"

at this time,

A gentle voice echoed in the sky.

Hearing this familiar voice,

Fan Miao's expression changed, and he turned around to look.

Then, six consorts of Miaofa Zen Temple, led by Fanyue, were seen walking out from the dense clouds.

Fan Yue, who was in the lead, looked at her with a smile.

"Sister Fan Fanyue, my sister was just joking with the Saint Son."

Seeing the Brahma Moon appear,

A look of horror appeared in Fan Miao's eyes, and he hurriedly explained,

"Really? I wonder what His Holiness the Dalai Lama would think if he heard this joke?"

Fan Yue ignored Fan Miao and looked at Lama Shengzi standing beside him and said,

"Fan Yue, you've come just in time. The great monk of the Dharma King has found the location of Longyuan Island and is calling us over."

The Holy Lama said with a smile,

Then he looked at Fan Miao beside him and said, "Don't just stand there, work together to capture that demon fairy."

"Yes!"

Fan Miao responded,
Just as I was about to leave, I heard Fan Yue say again,

"and many more,"

"Why, Fanyue, are you still going to use this matter to make things difficult for me, the Holy Son?"

Hearing this, a hint of disgust appeared in Fan Yue's eyes.

This holy Lama,

Relying on his status in Miaofa Zen Temple, he almost treats the reputation of Miaofa Zen Temple as his own personal property.

If she hadn’t been favored by the senior monk of Xiao Leiyin Temple.

She would definitely not be able to escape his clutches.

When in the temple, Fan Yue just felt that the Holy Lama was a little hateful, but not disgusting.

Now it's getting more and more disgusting.

"Sir, you think too much,"

"I asked her to stay because I have something else to tell the Holy Son."

Fan Yue said,

"another thing?"

"What is it?"

The Holy Lama asked,

"It's about what happened outside Dangmang Mountain. After we entered the Longyuan Ruins, more than ten ghost immortals appeared outside Dangmang Mountain and slaughtered all of our Buddhist disciples who were left outside Dangmang Mountain."

Fan Yue said in a serious tone,
"What?" "How dare those ghosts and immortals go against our Miaofa Zen Temple?"

Hearing this,

The Holy Lama's face showed a fierce look, and he shouted loudly,
But soon, he realized something was wrong.
"Could it be that the matter of the ruins of Longyuan Island has been exposed?"

"What kind of forces are those ghost immortals from? Are they from the underworld?"

"Also, how did you know about this?"

The Holy Lama looked at Fan Yue and asked,

Fan Yue waved his hand, and Shi Ming came out from behind the crowd.

"It was this Buddhist who was fearless and entered the ruins to tell me this matter."

"Disciple Shi Ming, I pay my respects to the Holy Son!"

Zhang Jue bowed to the Holy Lama and said,
"Explanation."

"Come here and tell me in detail what happened outside Dangmang Mountain. Don't leave out a single thing!"

The Holy Lama looked at Zhang Jue and said,

"Yes!"

Zhang Jue smiled and walked towards the Holy Lama.
see,

A meaningful smile appeared on the faces of Fan Yue, Fan Yan and others.

"Sir, at that time..."

Zhang Jiao just opened his mouth,
He was interrupted by the Holy Son Lama, "Fan Yue, you all work together to capture that demon fairy."

"Okay, but the credit must not be enjoyed by the Saint Son alone!"

Fan Yue smiled and said,

He led Fan Yan and a few others and walked towards Fan Miao and the others.

"Haha, don't worry. When I see the Great Treasure Dharma King, I will report the truth to him. I will never be greedy for credit!"

After all,

The Holy Lama looked at Zhang Jue and said, "Go on."

"Sir, what do you want to know?"

"What do those ghost fairies look like? Are they from the underworld?"

The Holy Lama thought for a moment and asked,
"He is not from the underworld," Zhang Jue said with certainty.

"no."

"Are you sure?" Lama Saint looked at Zhang Jue hesitantly.

"I am sure that they are definitely not from the Netherworld."

"So what are their characteristics and strengths? Have you ever met them?"

The Holy Lama continued to ask,

"Sir, their appearance is just like me."

Zhang Jiao said with a smile,

Talking time!
The Buddhist skin of Shi Ming was directly torn off by Zhang Jiao, revealing a raging ghost aura.

"???"

Seeing this scene,
The Lama was stunned for a moment.
He really didn't expect that there would be a ghost fairy who would dare to disguise himself as a Buddhist from Miaofa Zen Temple to plot against him.

but,

After seeing that Zhang Jiao only had the strength of an early stage ghost fairy,

There was a hint of disdain for killing in the eyes of the Holy Lama.
"You are just an early stage ghost fairy, and you come here to plot against me, the Holy Son. Die!"

The Holy Lama shouted angrily,
The terrifying power of Buddha's rhyme emanated from his hands, and his hands transformed into golden Buddha's hands and smashed towards Zhang Jue.

"Owner."

I felt the Buddhist rhythm sweeping through the holy Lama.
Bai Lu turned her head and saw Zhang Jiao who was just enveloped by the Buddhist magical power.

Directly exclaimed,

at the same time!

Fan Yan, Fan Yue and others were also paying close attention to Zhang Jiao's actions.
After realizing that Zhang Jue did not attack directly but revealed his identity in front of Lama Shengzi,

Everyone was surprised.
They didn't expect Zhang Jue to be so arrogant.

That’s the Holy Son of Lama!

He is an existence comparable to the peak of ghost immortals, and is the second-tier powerful figure in this relic, second only to Zhong Kui and Dabao Dharma King.

Although Zhang Jiao mastered the power of prohibition and had the strength to crush them.

but,

Fan Yue and others did not think that Zhang Jue was a match for the Holy Son of Lama.

"Should we take action?"

"That's too late."

Under the shocked gazes of Bai Lu, Fan Yue and others,
The Buddhist aura of the Holy Lama directly enveloped Zhang Jue, and the Buddha's hand slapped towards Zhang Jue fiercely.

boom--

A terrifying shock wave spread out in the surroundings.

As the shock wave dissipated,
The scene before them froze the expressions on everyone's faces.

See!

Zhang Jue did not die under the Buddha's seal of the Holy Lama as they thought.

On the contrary, Zhang Jiao was full of ghostly aura.
His hair and beard were all white, and he clasped his hands directly on the wrists of the Holy Lama to block his supernatural powers.

What made them even more surprised was that

In front of Zhang Jiao,
At this moment, there was a woman in green standing there, holding a frost-snow long sword.

The sword is as cold as ice, exquisite and transparent.
It pierced directly into the neck of the Holy Lama.
With the appearance of the woman, a boundless chill suddenly spread across the world.

Wherever the cold passes,
All swamps within a thousand feet were instantly frozen.

boom--

next moment,
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the Holy Son of Lama was kicked by the woman in green and fell onto the frozen swamp below.

hiss--! !

Seeing this scene,
Everyone present gasped.

"The peak of the Ghost Immortal. That woman's strength is actually the peak of the Ghost Immortal."

"He must have cultivated the art of ice and snow. With such power, he must have cultivated the art of ice and snow to the extreme."

"No wonder the master dares to face the Holy Son of Lama, it turns out that this is the master's true strength!"

"Even a being at the peak of the Ghost Immortal Realm is willing to submit to the Master. What exactly is the Master's background?!"

Fan Yue, Fan Yan and others were shocked.
"Sister Fanyue, what master?"

"Are you talking about that ghost fairy?!"

Hearing this,

Fan Miao and the other two looked at Fan Yue, Fan Su and the others beside them in astonishment.

how could it be possible?
Fan Yue, Fan Yan and the others are all consorts!
Fan Yue was chosen as the consort by the monks at Xiao Leiyin Temple.

It won't be long before we can enter the Little Leiyin Temple.
Although I don't want to believe it,

It's outrageous.
But everything before their eyes seemed to be just as they had imagined.

"Are you so surprised? Anyway, it won't be long before you will submit to the master."

Regarding the hesitation of Fan Miao and the other two, they all showed disdain on their faces.

Fan Yan smiled and said,

As she spoke, she licked her tongue seductively.

She has been for a long time,
No other Ming concubines were tortured.

Ever since he tortured Fan Su last time, Fan Yan seemed to be obsessed with this kind of thing.

at this time,

Bai Lu came directly to Zhang Jiao and threw herself into his arms in front of everyone.
His eyes were red with excitement.

"Master, it's really you. I knew you would come to save me."

"Owner??"

"Is this demon fairy the same as us?"

"What's so strange about this? The master can even subdue a peak ghost fairy. Isn't it normal to subdue a demon fairy?"

"It seems so, but why do I feel a sense of loss in my heart?"

"Me too"

Fan Yue and Fan Yan looked at each other and said,
the other side,
Zhang Jiao patted Bai Lu's head and smiled, looking at Heitu who was lying on the ground with a serious injury.

boom--

With a press of a finger, a powerful nuclear explosion of ghost energy exploded directly on Heitu's body.

Heitu's body was blown into pieces.

“Not black soil”

Seeing this scene,
Bai Yun cried out in a shrill voice, and stared at Zhang Jue and Bai Lu with red and painful eyes.
"Master, it's not their fault. I was moved by their sincere feelings, so I came to her rescue. You should let her go."

Seeing Zhang Jiao preparing to attack, Bai Lu whispered,
"Do you really think so?" Bai Lu nodded.

boom--

A Buddha's wheel finger fell from the sky and killed Bai Yun on the spot.

(End of this chapter)