Journey to the West: I want to be sanctified

Chapter 363 Zhou Yin is dead?

Tao Yaoyao, who was waiting outside Jiang Yingying's mansion, waited and waited but Zhou Yin did not come out.

"Isn't something wrong with Master?" Tao Yaoyao stopped halfway through the rush, and said to herself:

"But the master said that I should wait here obediently for him to come out!"

Tao Yaoyao was in a dilemma, she rushed in two steps and then stopped one step, she hesitated, but finally rushed in.

On the other side, Zhou Yin hit with all his strength.

I only felt that the energy and blood of the body were sent out with that blow, and then drained out.

The body temperature dropped rapidly, his face turned pale, and Zhou Yin fell into the ice cellar, and Zhou Yin lost consciousness in an instant.

Yun Niang who was hit was also having a hard time.

Like a soldering iron on a lump of syrup.

Yunniang screamed and covered her face, her body twisted and changed into various shapes like syrup.

Suddenly a plume of black smoke came out from above her head, and Yunniang's body was like a layer of clothes that had been taken off, and she immediately collapsed on the ground.

The beam of black smoke transformed into a new human figure standing beside it.

It was obviously a woman's figure, with long legs and thin waist, big breasts and hips, and exaggerated curves.

She was panting heavily, and her body was faintly visible. She was obviously seriously injured, but she staggered towards Zhou Yin.

She wanted to suck Zhou Yin's last drop of blood.

"Master!"

At the last moment before the black smoke woman made a move, Tao Yaoyao arrived in time.

Stab at the black smoke with all your strength with the sword in your hand!

The black smoke woman had already reached the end of her strength, seeing that she could no longer resist Tao Yaoyao, she turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared quickly.

Tao Yaoyao pierced the air with her sword, unable to catch up with the black smoke, she turned around.

"Master! Master!" Tao Yaoyao yelled frantically as she hugged Zhou Yin.

She stretched out her trembling hand to explore Zhou Yin's breath, but she didn't breathe.

His whole body seemed to be drained of strength in an instant, and the tears flowed out like a river bursting its embankment, opening his eyes.

"Master, father..." Tao Yaoyao's voice trembled, she was so choked up that she couldn't speak.

She remembered Master's teaching: "The bigger the matter, the more you have to be calm, calm, calm!"

The only wound on Master's chest was this hideous big hole. The blood on such a big wound had already dried up.

Tao Yaoyao sent her true energy into Zhou Yin's body, but it didn't have any effect.

But she still breathed out Zhou Yin over and over again until she was so weak that she had to stop.

Only then did she notice that Yunniang was still lying beside her.

She hugged her master and staggered to Yunniang's side.

She died more thoroughly than Zhou Yin, and her death was tragic.

She was bleeding from all seven orifices, and there were countless large and small wounds all over her body, and corpse spots faintly appeared on her rapidly withered skin.

It seems to be dead for a long time.

"Did Heiying kill Yunniang first, and then ambush Master here?" Tao Yaoyao's analysis was very close to the truth of the matter.

She no longer paid attention to Yunniang's body, and continued to fall into the great sadness that Zhou Yin could not wake up from.

"Master can't die, he's still alive, we can definitely wake him up!" Tao Yaoyao walked out holding Zhou Yin's body tightly.

With snot and tears, he said to himself: "Master's assassination must be kept secret, and only a few trustworthy elders will be notified."

"Sister Yingying is also missing, I don't know where she went, and I can't say anything about this matter."

"Master, open it and look at me!"

"I don't cry, I don't cry, Master, wake up, look at me, I am very calm."

Tao Yaoyao bit her lower lip, and couldn't help crying again.

……

Under the eighteen layers of hell.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Lamp Buddha are sitting on both sides of the chess table, playing chess leisurely.

"In my Buddhist sect, as long as you cultivate to the level of a celestial being, you can become a bodhisattva, and a golden immortal will become a Buddha. You have been a golden immortal for many years, why don't you change your Buddha name and still call yourself a bodhisattva?"

Ran Deng casually mentioned a word.

Dizang raised his head vigilantly, as if surprised: "So senior brother, you have already seen it?"

"Not only have you been a Golden Immortal for many years, but you have also been a Golden Immortal for many years. As long as you want to break through, you can immediately be promoted to a Daluo Golden Immortal." Ran Deng leisurely continued.

There was a thin layer of cold sweat on the back of Dizang, and he had worked hard to hide for many years, so he was discovered by Ran Deng a long time ago: "Senior brother...you"

"Don't worry, Tathagata doesn't know, but I can continue to pretend that I don't know anything."

The cloud on the lamp's mouth was calm, but the sharp eyes clearly expressed that he wanted to hear an explanation.

"I once made an oath: I will live forever without going out of hell, and I will be a saint when I get out." Ksitigarbha intends to reconcile the mud.

For the specific reason, you can guess with Brother Ran Deng's intelligence. His answer is equivalent to no answer. He just wanted to express his attitude:

He didn't want to continue the topic.

Ran Deng smiled knowingly, and the character of the younger brother who likes to hide has not changed, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Suddenly, the white poodle lying at Jizo's feet raised its head.

"Di Ting, how is it?" Dizang noticed the abnormality of Di Ting.

He and Ran Deng have been paying attention to the news of Di Ting, wanting to know the result of the action planned together today.

"I can't hear Zhou Yin's heartbeat anymore." Ting Di said.

Jizo and Randeng breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, with faint smiles on their faces.

"Zhou Yin is only in the realm of a celestial being. The ability you injected into the girl with thousands of faces is actually a bit overkill."

Ji Zang, who learned of Zhou Yin's death so quickly, felt that they were too nervous before.

"Just in case, his celestial realm was rumored a long time ago. To be on the safe side, we should take an extra step to prepare for the worst."

Relying on its many years of experience, Ran Deng believes that this move is not redundant.

"The magic power you injected into the thousand-faced skin girl, but even Daluo Jinxian didn't have half of his life. Under Daluo, he would definitely die. Zhou Yin probably didn't even have a soul left." Use sincere admiration.

"The thousand-faced female ghost you cultivated yourself is also very good. Her body can withstand the pressure of me forcibly injecting strength into her. The other ghosts have already exploded and died."

Ran Deng has a set of methods that can forcibly enhance the energy of others in the short term, and the person who has been promoted can burst into strength comparable to that of Da Luo Jinxian in a short period of time.

The difficulty is that almost no one can withstand the sudden surge of strength and the rapid depletion of the body after the strength is exhausted.

"She is not an ordinary ghost. Ever since I was in hell, she has been refined for a long time by fusing the ghost spirit essence of various evil ghosts. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is the king of ghosts."

Ksitigarbha is very satisfied with the ghost king thousand-faced skin girl he has refined. Her body is a mass of ever-changing black smoke, which gradually grows into a female body.

Not only can she change her appearance at will, she can also resist various physical attacks without being affected at all.

As long as there is still a trace of black smoke left in her, she can slowly recover. It can be said that she is immortal, fused with the essence of hell and ghosts.

"Now, the thousand-faced skin girl is about to dare to come back."

Dizang pinched his fingers, estimating the journey time for Qianmianpinu to return after killing Zhou Yin.

It was later than the estimated time of Jizang.

The thousand-faced female ghost controlled the dragon that was about to dissipate and finally came to the eighteenth floor of hell.

(End of this chapter)