True Immortal of the Netherworld

After hearing Xu Yang's explanation, Huomoutuo thought in his mind that the three people headed by the Tiangui Sect disciple who claimed to be Xu Yang looked like Xu Yang and the woman in red beside him were only at the True Alchemy Realm, while the Qing Sha The woman who hides her face is at the Yuanhun realm at most. This monk alone is enough to send you all away.

Therefore, the Huamei monk said contemptuously: "Xu Yang, you keep saying that you are a disciple of the Tiangui Sect, so what? What did you three do when you ran into the Buddhist formation in the Golden Buddha Temple? You couldn't covet the treasures in it, right? The disciples of the Ghost Sect are very sneaky, and I, Huomoutuo, dislike ghost thieves the most, and I don’t mind sending you directly to the hell realm.”

When Xu Yang heard this, his anger immediately rose in his heart. He usually hated disciples from other sects who said something bad about his disciples from the Ghost Sect.

People with different beliefs, regardless of high or low, belittling others' beliefs and elevating one's own, is mostly a sign of lack of confidence in one's own beliefs and a guilty conscience.

But Xu Yang felt guilty for this act alone. He was originally looking for the Buddha's relics in the formation. Now, it is only natural that the disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple who originally set up this array come to retrieve the treasure.

"Great monk, since you said that I am sneaky, then you and I might as well have a fair discussion. Let you know that the ghost belief of my disciples of the Tiangui Sect is upright. Let me also see how your disciples of the Golden Buddha Temple are. It's fair and aboveboard." Xu Yang narrowed his eyes and put one hand behind his back like a fist.

The black-scaled dragon Minglin on Xu Yang's shoulder saw this and immediately sent a message: "Master, I have been impatient for a long time. I will smash this bald man's head and let him know the consequences of disrespecting you, master."

At this moment, Yin Mengting on the side said loudly: "This great monk, what's wrong with the disciples of the ghost path? Buddha once said that everything in the world has six paths of reincarnation, and the ghost path is just one of them. The end of the human path is the three life stones in the underworld. Why? The Three Life Stones will appear in the underworld representing the ghost realm, not the fairy world or the human realm. It can be seen that the ghost realm, human realm, and immortal realm are all natural, and there is no difference between the eighteen levels of hell in the ghost realm. Prepared by those who did evil while you were alive. As a Buddhist disciple, shouting and killing people when you see them is not a good deed. Aren't you afraid that you will fall into the eighteenth level of hell after death? What's more, this place is the Green Fire Demon Realm right now. It’s not the backyard of the Golden Buddha Temple. Can’t we pass by and enjoy the scenery of the Buddhist formation? But the scenery was ruined by some people claiming to be Buddhist disciples.”

"You, you girl, are so sharp-tongued that you quibble with the Buddha's mantra. I am not as knowledgeable as you." Huomou Tuo couldn't find an excuse for a while, and snorted coldly, looking at Qingyan Monk aside, waiting for his decision.

If he were to take action, his three Vajra sons would be led by Qingyan Monk. Without Qingyan Monk's consent, Huomoutuo would not act rashly.

The golden boy on the side saw that Huo Mei Tuo had suffered a loss with his words, so he took half a step forward and counterattacked: "I, the Golden Buddha Temple, are the most authentic Buddhist masters on the Zhongyuan Continent, and my three brothers are also upright disciples of Buddhism. , I won’t defend the true meaning of the Buddha’s words with you, a person who covers his face with a green gauze. If it spreads, it will disgrace the reputation of our Golden Buddha Temple. What role will you play in this world who dare not show his face to others? Isn’t he a demon from the Southern Territory?”

Although the golden boy looks like a seven or eight-year-old boy, he is actually in his forties. He has always acted cautiously and will not let go of any clues. He calculated in his mind that if this Qingsha woman was really from the Southern Region, she would have an excuse to take action.

When Yin Mengting heard this, she remained silent. Instead, she raised her hand and took off the bamboo hat on her head. Under the bamboo hat, her appearance was completely different.

Her long hair is extremely eye-catching. Different from ordinary women, it is light blue hair, like a bunch of colorful clouds in the fairy world. Amid the slight fluttering, I don't know if it's the breeze teasing the hair, or the hair stirring the breeze. It's soft, graceful, graceful, pingpingtingting, with three thousand emotions in it.

Under the beautiful hair, the forehead is like jade, the black eyebrows are like pictures, the beautiful eyes are like stars, the cheeks are like new lychees, the lips are like cherries, and the teeth are like shells. She is dressed in a green gauze that looks like mist, and complements her cloud-like hair, making her a fairy-like figure.

Yin Mengting was dressed purely and neatly, without any extraneous ornaments on her body. Perhaps there was no decoration in the world that could match her fairy-like appearance, and gold, jade and common objects would only fade in front of her.

How could there be a hint of evil in that beautiful fairy figure? As clean as a green sandalwood plant planted by Buddha himself.

Pure, upright, pure and glorious.

"Little girl, Yin Mengting." Yin Mengting said simply.

The three bald heads opposite saw this and felt ashamed in their hearts. Although there are not so many rules and regulations in the world of cultivation, forcing the fairy girl to reveal her true face is also a bit lewd.

"Amitabha."

"Amitabha."

"Amitabha."

The golden boy, Huomoutuo and Qingyan monk all lowered their heads and recited countless Buddha's words. I finally understood why the woman who called herself "Yin Mengting" covered her face with a green gauze. Even the three monks with profound cultivation and pure six senses were too ashamed to look directly at him, let alone other heroes in the world.

This is the rhythm of a country and a city!

After that, Yin Mengting put on the hat again to cover her beauty.

At this time, the three bald monks across from them dared to stand up straight and face it calmly, feeling a burst of self-blame in their hearts.

Appearance is justice!

…

Both Huomoutuo and Jintongzi looked at Qingyan Monk, waiting for his final statement whether to take action or not. How could the two of them know that the current Qingyan Monk was the Qingyan Monk under the control of the Thousand-faced Ghost "Zhang San".

When the "Qingyan Monk" heard Xu Yang's name, he was immediately happy. He really couldn't find it without wearing iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it. Unexpectedly, the green-clothed young man in front of him was Xu Yang, whom the Master of Shadows had ordered him to find.

"If this child is really Xu Yang, there should be a blue water flame spirit in his body. There are more than a thousand people with the same name in this world. The things that the master of the film has explained should not be taken seriously. We need to confirm it further. ”

Thinking of this, Qingyan Monk sent a message: "Huomoutuo, the purpose of our three Vajra Sons coming here is to retrieve the "Buddha's Relics". Just teach Xu Yang a lesson and let him retreat when he sees difficulties." Besides, these three people don't seem to be monsters from the Southern Region. After we send them away, we can set up a formation to seal off the place, so we can concentrate on entering the formation to retrieve the "Buddha Relic."

When Huomoutuo heard this, he was immediately delighted. Senior Brother Qingyan was still smart. Let me give this Xu Yang a good beating, which can be regarded as a relief without damaging the reputation of the Golden Buddha Temple.

"A mere true elixir realm ghost cultivator challenges me, a Buddhist cultivator who is at the peak of Yuanhun realm. There are many arrogant people in this world, and I met one today. Today, I, Huomou Tuo, will teach you a lesson for this arrogance. A disciple of the Tiangui Sect, I also want you to know that our Golden Buddha Temple is much nobler than your Tiangui Sect." Huomoutuo thought in his heart, holding his head high and taking a step forward, like a proud rooster.

Huomou Tuo looked Xu Yang up and down, and then said: "Xu Yang, since you proposed to have a fair discussion with me. I, the Golden Buddha Temple, have always been a tolerant and generous noble family, so I will give you this opportunity. However, if you behave next If you are too weak, don't blame me if I accidentally kill you. If I do good deeds, I can read the Ksitigarbha Sutra to you once after you die, so that you can take advantage of it, and it will be considered a free salvation for you. ”

The words are like swords, and the killing intent is obvious.

"Ksitigarbha Sutra? I don't like it. The great monk should keep it for you to listen to." Xu Yang replied directly.

"snort!"

Huomoutuo snorted coldly. He held the purple gold bowl in his left hand and moved it towards Xu Yang opposite. The fist is the Purple Gold Bowl, and the Purple Gold Bowl is the fist.

Huomoutuo relied on the power of the magic weapon of the red fire and purple gold bowl to kill Xu Yang opposite him with one punch.

With a "buzz" sound, a large ball of fire breath burst out from the purple gold bowl. The fire breath condensed into shape, and a flaming tiger jumped out. Fire fangs, fire claws, and fire tail are solid and real.

"Is it the fire magic weapon of Pure Yang Fire? It looks very strong, but if you are playing with fire, I, Xu Xiaoxian, am the real one." Seeing this, Xu Yang immediately judged the opponent's approach.

Xu Yang's consciousness moved, and in the Zifu space in his body, the ice blue, round-headed, and dolphin-shaped blue water flame spirit rose up on the spot, its waist drew a pleasing arc, and a wave was thrown out from behind. The wave of blue fire disappeared from its place.

The scales on Xu Yang's shoulders also disappeared, turning into a black dragon-shaped line of fire that condensed on Xu Yang's fist.

The next moment, Xu Yang activated the dragon-shaped fire at the sixth level of the Dark Fire Technique and punched it out with a single fist.

Above the fist wind, two flames, blue and black, condensed.

Among the blue waves, a dragon-shaped fire with black scales jumped out. Black teeth, black claws, black scales, extremely domineering.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise.

Red, black, blue, and three-color flames swallowed each other, entangled together, and then exploded violently.

For a moment, the breath of fire rolled back, the strong wind spurted, and the void trembled.

The figures suddenly separated, and Xu Yang and Huomou Tuo both retreated back by a few feet.

With a seemingly ordinary move, the explosive energy was enough to surprise everyone present.

"This fire-browed monk is indeed evil. However, I still believe that Xu Xiaoxian can win." A'Zhu said in his heart.

"Why is Xu Xiaoxian's back becoming more and more familiar? Could it be that he and I were two people who knew each other in the previous life?" Yin Mengting looked at Xu Yang's figure and thought in her heart.

"This boy Xu Yang from the Ghost Sect, on the surface, is only at the True Alchemy Realm. He can't be fake, right? He can actually withstand a blow from Senior Brother Huamei blessed with a magic weapon, while Xu Yang is just using his bare hands." The golden boy saw Astonished, he immediately sent a message to Huomoutuo: "Senior brother, don't underestimate the enemy."

At this moment, the red fire purple gold bowl in Huomou Tuo's hand almost fell out of his hands. One shoulder felt numb, and he exclaimed in his heart: "What kind of secret fire fist technique is Xu Yang using? It is so powerful without the blessing of a magic weapon. And the strength of the fist is There are clearly two different kinds of flame power mixed together, one is domineering like a demon, the other is surging like water. The demon, the dragon-shaped energy restrains my tiger-shaped power; the water, the ultimate yin fire, restrains my ultimate yang. the fire."

After one move, Huomoutuo's fighting spirit was further stimulated. He shouted: "Xu Yang, it seems that I have underestimated you. Don't think that my Huomou Tuo only has such weight, come again."

After saying this, Huomoutuo held the red fire and purple gold bowl in his left hand, opened his mouth, and a breath of essence fell on it.

Without stopping for a moment, Huomoutuo flicked a single finger of his right hand on the side of the red fire and purple gold bowl.

There was a crisp "dang" sound.

Suddenly, the portraits of young monks sitting cross-legged and meditating engraved on the surface of the purple golden bowl became vivid. They twisted the beads in their hands, opened and closed their mouths, and a burst of Buddhist chants floated out.

The power of the magic weapon on the red fire and purple gold bowl in Huomoutuo's hand suddenly became powerful. The red fire streamed and the golden light was brilliant, extremely arrogant.