Super Monk

Two Asuras, a man and a woman, were confused. They could not tell the lies either actively or passively. They told them all the things they had met in the stone temple in detail. They complemented each other without missing any details.

The first ancestor of Shura listened to them all the time. After listening to them, he was silent for a long time and then said coldly, "why didn't they kill you?"

In Jiuyou hell, the lives of most creatures are worthless. There are too many things to kill. It's the most normal thing to hear such a big thing.

The two Asuras looked frightened, and finally the female Asura murmured, "maybe, maybe it's because the Buddha's profound and powerful meaning in the stone temple has eliminated their killing intention!"

The female Asura bowed her head and did not dare to look up at the ancestor of Asura, because she knew very well that many Asuras did not die in the hands of the enemy, but in the hands of her own people, that is, the ancestor of Asura.

"Go down!"

The ancestor of Shura didn't say yes, and the black air on the throne was slightly diffuse. Then the two Asuras didn't dare to say more, gave a breath and quickly retreated.

With the departure of the two Asuras, the Hall fell into a dead silence again, as if it had not changed for ten thousand years.

On the other side, the black robed man who appeared in the stone temple suddenly stopped. This black robed man is a rising star of the Styx clan, claiming to be the Taoist xuesha. After he left the stone temple, he searched in the red brown wasteland for a long time. When the magic fog became thicker, the Taoist xuesha suddenly woke up.

"Damn it, I didn't kill the two Asuras in the stone temple before, so that they heard about the yellow spring and went away. What's the matter?"

Taoist xuesha's face was uncertain, which was not his usual style. In Jiuyou hell, which one was not cruel, he would let the two Asuras go, which would have been impossible before.

"This should not be the influence of the stone temple. After all, although the stone temple is miraculous, after so many years, the influence has not been so great. It's not the first time that I went to the stone temple. I've never been affected before. That's the influence of the mysterious man. What's the origin of the mysterious man? What's the benefit of publicizing the secret of the reincarnation of Huang Quan?"

Old man xuesha's face was uncertain and he murmured to himself.

"Or is it affected by the green light that was lit? It's also possible. After all, when the green light is on, I seem to forget about the killing. I didn't feel that way when I killed the hundred armed demon in the stone temple before! "

"Maybe this is the influence of the green lamp, and the old man was actually influenced by the green lamp, so he forgot to kill the two shuras. That's reasonable!"

Taoist xuesha didn't want to admit that the mysterious man was more powerful than himself. Then his eyes flashed with blood. He distinguished the direction and rushed directly to the nearest tribe of Asura. He wanted to chase and kill the two Asuras and kill all the nearby creatures to make up for his mistake.

But just as the Taoist xuesha approached the tribe of Asura, a hoarse voice suddenly rang.

"Go away!"

The voice was like thunder. Taoist xuesha felt numb. He had recognized that it was the voice of the ancestor of Shura. Taoist xuesha didn't dare to stay, so he immediately turned around and left without hesitation.

This old immortal of Shura clan broke the silence for many years and appeared directly. It seems that he has already known the secret of reincarnation.

However, although the ancestor of Shura was very powerful, he was too old to do his best. He still had a chance to think of another way.

The Bank of the huangquan River soon regained its peace, and the ghosts cried and the evil spirit raged.

A few days later, when the blood day was sinking, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the blue gray stone temple. The old man's skin was piled up, wrinkles were like gullies, and his eyes were turbid to the extreme. There were not even a few teeth in his mouth. It seemed that he could close down at any time. Only the third eye in the middle of his forehead showed that he was not very human.

This figure is the embodiment of the ancestor of Shura.

This figure appeared in the stone temple, stepped out, and slowly came to the front of the faceless Buddha. Then it reached out and stroked, and the green lamp in the stone temple lit up, shining all over the nine secluded places, and the ten thousand worlds could be seen.

In the light of this light, the ancestor of Shura had no expression. After a while, he suddenly said, "come out!"

A smile suddenly rang out, Zhao Fugui's incarnation revealed, said with a smile, "I have been waiting for you for a long time!"

The ancestor of Shura looked at Zhao Fugui's incarnation, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then slowly said, "you have the breath of yellow spring!"

Before the Shura ancestor finished speaking, he reached for a lift and cut a knife directly. The knife was crying and howling. The shrill howling sound sounded in the awn of the knife, as if all the creatures who had been killed by the Shura ancestor had been exposed from the knife.

When heaven and earth opened up, there was birth, and the ancestor of Asura appeared. From then on, the ancestor of Asura began to fight and fight continuously. I don't know how many kinds of creatures died in his hands these years.These creatures seem to begin to show one by one at this time. In the face of this sword, the weaker ones may be directly ruled by the shrill howl.

But in the face of this attack, Zhao Fugui's incarnation just raised his hand and flicked a little, and a sword spirit suddenly shot out, which was like a reduced version of the huangquan river.

The huangquan river is rolling, and the sword spirit is rampant. It is no less powerful than this Dao mang. It cuts on the Dao Mang in an instant. In the stone temple, the sword spirit resists the Dao Mang, and the rolling huangquan water washes away the memory of those dead souls, and finally makes everything calm and return to normal.

The Buddhist hall is calm, everything seems to return to the original quiet, the green lamp is still swaying, not moving.

At the same time, in the distant holy mountain of Asura, when the two roads collided, countless Asuras suddenly felt a stab in their head and fell directly on the ground, howling and rolling, and strange monsters fell in the sky, just like rain. It was only after a long time that all these things subsided.

After this knife, the incarnation of the ancestor of Asura looked at Li Mu and did not continue to attack him. He stood in front of the faceless Buddha and faced Li Mu quietly in the light of the blue lamp. It seemed that all that had just happened had never happened. Everything was just a mirage. Even the whole Buddha Hall was not affected at all and remained immortal.