Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

"When this seat kills the two broken monks in the temple on the top of the mountain and unites Montenegro, this seat will take action against the living people around Montenegro."

"This seat will sacrifice all of their blood to improve this seat's cultivation."

"At that time, the cultivation base of this seat has reached three thousand years, and the small Yan Kingdom, who else is this seat's opponent?"

Ning Caicheng pulled off the red hijab on the top of his head, and said with a frosty face, "Idiot talking about a dream!"

"Old Monster of Montenegro, aren't you afraid that the little monk and the old monk on the top of the mountain will come down together to deal with you?"

The old demon of Montenegro let out a deafening laugh, flung his black robe, and said sarcastically: "A little bald donkey and an old bald donkey, just rely on them, dare?"*

Chapter 22 Destroy the old demon of Montenegro, and the relic is now [For collection]

Speaking of pleasure, the old demon of Montenegro poured himself a glass of fruit wine brewed by the monkey demon in the mountains.

"I lent two bald donkeys ten bear-hearted leopard galls today, and they didn't dare to go down the mountain to kill me."

Nie Xiaoqian lifted the red hijab and said strangely, "Old Monster of Montenegro, are you really sure?"

"Sure!"

The old demon of Montenegro drank the cup of monkey wine in one gulp.

"The old bald donkey was beaten by this seat and did not dare to go down the mountain."

"As for the little bald donkey, it's not even a thing, not even a fart!"

"Today's big wedding day, who dares to come over and stir?!"

The old demon of Montenegro disliked drinking with a cup, so he took up the jug and drank it.

With a "bang", the wooden box exploded.

Fragments mixed with wood chips "Tuk Tuk" flew out in all directions.

A young figure soared into the air, and immediately mobilized the powerful Buddhist power, and slapped the old black mountain demon who was drinking.

"Evil, today Buddha's fart can collapse you!"

Xu Changsheng raised his eyebrows upside-down, and scolded him with the Buddha's lion's roar.

The sound waves swept like wild waves, shaking the surrounding utensils to shatter, like the explosion of spring thunder, scaring the ghosts and gods.

"puff……"

The old demon of Montenegro was so frightened that he spat out a mouthful of wine, and when he was panicked, he hurriedly raised his hand to deal with it.

A loud bang.

The palms slammed together heavily, and the white air wave stirred with the aftermath, and the table and chairs shattered.

Xu Changsheng's palm combined the power of the Vajra Palm and the Swastika Buddha Seal, and in the haste of the Montenegrin old demon, where is his opponent?

I saw the old demon of Montenegro exploded with one arm, with black energy, and his body slammed backwards, stepping on the wooden board step by step, "Du Du" stepping on the wooden board.

"You are the little bald donkey in the ancient temple on the top of the mountain!"

"Amitabha, you are a bald donkey, your whole family is a bald donkey!!"

Xu Changsheng chased after the victory, and the power of his martial arts master was brought into full play.

The sixth level of the Yi Jin Jing is not comparable to anyone.

Eighteen Arhat Boxing!

Xu Changsheng's body was surging with Buddha power, and the majestic Buddha power of the mirror stage was blessed on his fist, making his flesh and blood skin look like gold-plated, golden light shining brightly.

The fists are fierce, pounding like a tiger, and the power is infinite.

The fist roared, like a tiger slaughtering, the real dragon chanted, and it was close to the old demon of Montenegro.

The old demon of Montenegro was caught off guard, fell to the wind in the first round, and one arm was blown out.

Before he had time to adjust his state, he was pressed and beaten by Xu Changsheng again, and the black robe was hit with eighteen punches.

The fist strength penetrated the body, the Buddha power was masculine, and the demon power in the body of the Montenegrin old demon was boiling, and the body sank into eighteen fist pits, and then the "peng" exploded.

"No, is there an accident?"

The demons in the hall were shocked and at a loss.

It was the bloody corpse demon Fujun Zhonglang who reacted first and rushed into the house, just in time to see the scene of the old black mountain demon being blown up.

"Montenegro old demon!"

Fujun Zhonglang was shocked.

What did he see?

A handsome and extraordinary young monk smashed the Montenegrin old demon with his fists.

Even if the Montenegrin old demon in front of him is just a clone, it still shows that the young monk is profound in Buddhism and has extraordinary force.

"Bald donkey, die!"

The general of the Fu Army shouted angrily, covered in blood, and attacked Xu Changsheng.

"Amitabha, General, your opponent is Lao Na!"

"The Buddha Dharma is boundless, the palm of great mercy and compassion!"

Another wooden box exploded, and the wood chips flew.

A skinny old monk sat on the same spot in a wooden box, with golden light all over his body, raised his hand and pressed his palm to the general of the army.

"Ah hummami coax..."

Sanskrit sounds are lingering, and Buddha bells are deafening.

A huge golden palm descended from the sky and pressed down on the general of the Fu Army.

"It turns out that there is still an old monk hiding, let's see how this monastery destroys the Buddha today!!"

The general of the Fujun Zhonglang screamed in anger, blood rose all over his body, turned into a blood armor, held a bloodthirsty mad knife, and smashed the big compassionate palm of the old monk Huiming.

At the rear, the five immortals and other demons and monsters rushed to them one after another.

"Sister, let's do it together."

Ning Caicheng snorted and flew into the sky.

"Okay, sister!!"

Nie Xiaoqian flew up with Ning Caicheng to deal with the five immortals and other lonely ghosts.

One by one, the red-clothed ghosts who had killed people and were riddled with karma stretched their nails and stabbed at Xu Changsheng.

"At that time, World Honored One, from the bun, a hundred treasures of light surged. The light surged, Qianye Baolian. There is a Tathagata, sitting in the treasure flower. Put ten paths on the top, and the hundred treasures are bright!"

Xu Changsheng held the Buddha's seal in one hand, and spit out a high-level Sanskrit Buddhist sound from his mouth, and the Buddha's power in his body turned into myriad mysteries, blooming from the pores all over his body.

For a time, Xu Changsheng's body burst into a hundred golden lights, and Qianye Baolian emerged around him.

It looked really gorgeous, and the light of the Shurangama Mantra, which had no lethal power, shone on the female ghosts, like a heavy hammer going out and hitting them.

With a scream of "Ah", the female ghost was illuminated by the Shurangama Mantra, and made a shrill cry, and then vanished into ashes.

"It's alive!"

"Kill, suck his yang."

"I want to eat his flesh and blood, don't rob me!"

"I heard that monk meat is the most fragrant, and it can increase cultivation."

"That old monk is skinny and looks the most succulent. I want this young and handsome young monk!"

"Forget it, I'm reluctant to eat the old monk, the soup with the old bones must be delicious.

A group of monsters and monsters in the Montenegro rushed over like a tide, killing Xu Changsheng and the old monk Huiming.

"Oh, do you really think I'm a sweet pastry, and let you slaughter?"

Xu Changsheng sneered, turned over with one hand, lifted the copper bowl in his hand, and threw it into the air.

The Buddha's power poured in, and the copper bowl continued to rotate and grow larger.

When it rose to mid-air, the copper bowl had already become the size of a house, emitting rays of light like waves of purple-golden water.

"Bronze bowl, suppress the poor monk!"

Xu Changsheng's eyes were round, like a Buddhist diamond, not angry but powerful.

"Boom"

The red copper bowl fell suddenly, mercilessly covering the demons with lower cultivation bases inside.

The internal Buddhist scriptures emerged, and the Buddhist power surged, like a prayer-rotating oven, which would make all of them into ashes.

the other side.

The old monk fought with the general of the Fujun army, and when he came up, he used all his strength.

"Prajna relic, Buddha's light shines everywhere!!"

The old monk shouted loudly, his normally squinted eyes widened angrily, his white eyebrows fluttered without wind, the top bone of his head emitted a brilliant golden light, and a round bead like red gold flew out.

It is the relic of the old monk! *

Chapter 23 The bloody corpse demon, the ten thousand skeleton troll

For people of Taoism, the golden pill cannot leave the body, but the demon pill can.

The relic can be like a demon pill and can leave the body, but it also means that he has to work hard.

Cultivating to the realm of relics, relics represent the place where the Buddha Dharma is practiced.

If the relic has any three strengths and two weaknesses, the entire Buddhist practice will be abolished.

Therefore, in most of the battles, few eminent monks directly let the relic leave the body.