When Monk Jingling approached, the huge lizard lying on the roof of the inn suddenly attacked, and the throat suddenly rose, and the flesh tongue hidden inside ejected out like a flash of lightning, circled it several times, wrapping Monk Jingling in the center in one fell swoop.

"The spirit lizard can secrete anesthetic fluid from the bulge of the flesh tongue. Just one drop can anesthetize an elephant." Chang Gongzi sneered, "I know you have the ability to resist toxins, but this anesthetic is a kind of poison, and even the indestructible body of Vajra cannot be spared."

As if in response to the words of Changgongzi, there were tiny Guzi visible to the naked eye in the bulge of the tongue of the spirit lizard. The Gu poison was poisoned by the Guzi, which was completely different from ordinary venom. These black Guzi looked disgusting, and some crawled on the body of the Jingling Monk, causing the onlookers to scream.

Monk Jingling was not moved at all, and he folded his hands together and sued: "Amitabha." When the whisper ended, in everyone's sight, Monk Jingling stretched out his arms, and the sound of blood vessels rupture immediately sounded. It was the extremely tough flesh tongue that was cracked by his support force, and blood spurted out from the thorn, and the tiny insects rushed out and fled in all directions.

And that was not over. Just in everyone's sight, Monk Jingling shook his arms and tore the flesh tongue of the lizard wrapped around him. He tore the tongue of the lizard into pieces with his arms and hands. He sprinkled the hot blood all over the sky, but no drop could have soaked Monk Jingling's clothes.

The lizard was in pain and tried hard to retract its tongue, but it was difficult to do so. Monk Jingling's hands were like iron hoops, holding the sticky tongue of the spirit lizard, and tearing it off one after another. No matter how he didn't let it escape, his miserable state made everyone feel nauseous, and at the same time he felt puzzled: How could the holy monk who came from the Purification Hall be so bloodthirsty and violent?

But he heard from the monk Jingling himself explain: "Amitabha, I made a mistake in my previous life, and became a lizard in this life, but I still don't repent and help the evil. The little monk must punish you well and remove your weapons for committing evil deeds."

Only then did everyone realize why Monk Jingling treated meat butterflies, green snakes and huge lizards so cruelly, and it turned out that they wanted to help them atone for their sins.

But this sounds quite terrifying. If you do evil in your previous life, you will become an animal when you reincarnate. As an animal, you will be slaughtered and punished, which feels like a disguised discrimination.

Shen Fei was confused by this: Shushan has taken it as his mission to eliminate demons and eliminate demons. The Buddha Sect, which has always been compassionate, does not seem to have much compassion for these demon animals and has a suppressive attitude. As for the demon sects, which do not even see human lives, it is even more impossible for them to have any sympathy for them. In this way, suppression of creatures such as demon animals seems to be the common feature of the various sects in Jiuzhou.

He didn't expect that a thousand years ago, the land of Jiuzhou was filled with sorrow, and monsters were rampant, and people were chosen to eat. At that time, the residents living on Jiuzhou lived a life of stagnation and were always at risk of losing their lives. It was in this situation that three amazing people emerged and reversed the pattern between humans and monsters in one fell swoop.

These three people established the Wuya Taoist ancestor of the Shushan Sect; the Buddha who established Buddhism and Shangguan Wuqing, the most recognized master of the Demon Sect for thousands of years. These three people were determined to create a land suitable for human life, and to kill the monsters that are rampant in the world. Among them, when Wuya Taoist was in power, this kind of killing had not become a responsibility. When Qingshan Taoist ancestor succeeded to the position of leader, he would completely establish the Taoist Taoist for heaven and the subjugation of demons as the doctrine of Shushan Sword Sect, and everyone needs to abide by it. That is, from that time on, the Jiuzhou under his feet no longer belonged to the monsters. They could only find dark corners that were not easy to be discovered by humans, and survived in the world.

Monk Jingling pulled the lizard's tongue one by one, and the worms that surged from the bulge avoided him from the distance as if they were hiding from the plague god. The evil creatures feared the holy blood. Everyone discovered from this that perhaps Monk Jingling was really the savior of the present.

Chang Gongzi's face turned cold. When his eyes passed, the Pingding Taoist had already flew out. Two swords behind him came out, cutting off the flesh tongue of the spirit lizard from the middle, reducing the pain for it. The remaining part of the flesh tongue was less than half, and the broken mouth flew in the air, and blood flowed. Although the spirit lizard was in pain, it was very grateful to the Pingding Taoist and immediately took the flesh tongue back into its mouth.

The Taoist Pingding leveraged the force in the air and returned to the inn. When the monk Jingling saw that his tongue had broken, he shook his head and let go of his hands. However, with a "boom", the huge tongue fell on the ground, smashing a deeper pit to the mottled and cracked ground. The fine cracks spread to all directions with the place where it fell.

"Amitabha." Monk Jingling tries on the spot for a moment, then clasps his palms again.

The Taoist Pingding and Chang Gongzi looked at each other, and showed a solemn look. The monk in front of him seemed not old, but had an overwhelming force beyond common sense. In front of such a person, they must put away their contempt.

"In theory, Gu poison is the only way to balance the Buddhist holy body, why is it useless to you!" Pingding Taoist asked in confusion. He was born into a barbarian race and was very different from those in Jiuzhou. He had a tall nose, big body, heavy hair, golden hair, and his hair was closed in a hat. His beard on his chin was shaved very clean. He was tall and big, his muscles were strong, and his fists were bigger than a wide bowl. Although he was a strong man, he did not feel bulky, which seemed to have a lot to do with the structure of the skeleton.

I feel a little awkward in a wide Taoist robe, but I am still handsome and handsome. This handsomeness is not exactly the same as the handsomeness of the men in Jiuzhou. It is a feeling of clear edges. To be honest, it is similar to Shen Fei, but it is more exaggerated and rough than Shen Fei.

"Amitabha, donor, you have many problems." Monk Jingling stepped forward, and he had already walked halfway through the "Rainbow Bridge" that opened the other side. Changgongzi and Pingding Taoist felt a deep crisis.

At this time, Shui Mozi and his men retreated, stood on the roof of the surrounding buildings, holding the talisman in their hands, and could take action at any time, "Haha, what can you do if you are so powerful? Those two people join forces, even the host of Lingyin Temple, may not be the opponent."

His voice was very cold and thorough, as if he was deliberately telling people who were watching the fun, and clearly telling them that the so-called victory over evil is something that would never happen.

Shui Mozi's words are somewhat exaggerated, but one thing is true, that is, Changgongzi and Pingding Taoist are really strong when they join forces.

As Monk Jingling walked forward, his eyebrows suddenly frowned. This was the first time he frowned today, and it was obvious that the situation was critical. Then he heard a "boom" sound, and the ground covered by the residual limbs of the spirit limbs completely cracked, and a bloody mouth emerged from it, biting straight towards Monk Jingling from bottom to top.

The bloody mouth was like an abyss, with sharp and uneven teeth. I didn't know how many times I circled around the mouth. I felt a chill in my heart when I looked at it from afar.

Monk Jingling put away his calmness for the first time, folded his hands together, chanted the word "go" in his mouth, and disappeared from the place where he was standing before. When he appeared again, he had returned to the place where he came. Looking up, he saw that the monster's exaggerated and huge mouthparts finally closed together, making a loud "bang" sound, trembling the space. Then he fell down, fell back to the ground, drilled under the soil and rocks, and disappeared.

He frowned again and said, "Sand Demon! The monster that only appears in the northern sand domain was actually brought into Jiuzhou by you."

Chang Gongzi smiled and said, "It's too early to be surprised."

"Crack." As his words fell, the pillars supporting the inn cracked, and then an irresistible collapse. The inn where Monk Jingling was located suddenly collapsed without warning and turned into a ruined wall.

The vibration caused by the fall of the house, the broken tiles and the sputtering of stones, brought unexpected damage to the onlookers. Many people standing in front were scratched by splashed fragments, but they also endured the pain and continued to stand there with their wounds because they really couldn't bear to miss such a wonderful show. This shows that humans' desire for the unknown is really endless. Similar to monk Jingling and the Protector of Tongtian Sect, ordinary people are extremely curious about the people who are hard to see on weekdays. Even if they know that there is danger, they must take risks and see their true faces.

Monk Jingling appeared in the void. His appearance this time made Chen Fei see the clues. Monk Jingling repeatedly moved like a sudden body, not by shrinking the ground into an inch, but by trampling on the ground with his fierce legs. The conclusion was that the sudden change caused Monk Jingling to be lost for a moment, and moved a little slower, so it left traces. If it was shrinking the ground into an inch, because it was the direct displacement of the space, there would definitely be no trace left.

The ground at Monk Jingling's feet seemed to have turned into quicksand in the desert. The ruins flowed into the depths of the darkness. After being absorbed, the tail of an animal rose into the air for a moment and then disappeared.

The rising of that moment just made the onlookers frightened. The dense scales on it, like a fish tail, showed that they were on the plate of a beast that could not be understood by common sense.

"It turns into sand, what a powerful sand demon." Seeing the hard ground gradually turning into yellow sand, Monk Jingling couldn't help but exclaim: "Sure enough, the ascetic journey will not be smooth."

"Little monk, your ascetic journey will not only not be smooth sailing, but may also come to an abrupt end!" With the laughter of Taoist Pingding, the sky above his head suddenly turned into gloomy, and the sound of wind and thunder vaguely came from everyone's ears. I don't know who was the first to scream: "You... look, there seems to be something in the sky."

Everyone looked in the direction of his fingers and saw a majestic bird and beast covering the sky at the edge of the sky. The graceful and agile figure blocked the golden sunlight behind him, and only the outline showed the golden edge.

"This is...Mo Ya!" Li Tingxi, who has been silent since he came here and has never said anything, suddenly said: "It seems that we must re-estimate the strength of the Tongtian Sect."

The Mo Crow is the guardian beast of the underworld. Its status is parallel to the Golden-winged Garuda and the Nine-Turn Phoenix. It is one of the three sacred birds. Although this one that appeared in Jinling City is only the juvenile body of the Mo Crow, the noble blood flowing in its body is enough to move Li Tingxi.

In the previous battle, it must have soared above the clouds in the sky and was out of everyone's sight. When the sand demon destroyed the building, leaving room for a spacious space, then dived from a high place and launched a nearly killing fatal blow.

The Sha Yao and the Mo Crow are controlled by Changgongzi and Pingding Taoist, one controls the ground and the other controls the sky, cooperates intimacy without leaving any trace, and is extremely powerful.

Even Monk Jingling never expected that Mo Ya was in a state of unpreparedness when he dived from the highest point and launched a volley of attacks. The opponent was too fast and it was too late to escape. He was captured by the sharp and bent claws in one fell swoop.

The attack that went down the air was extremely abrupt and unstoppable. Monk Jingling was captured by the eagle's claws in one fell swoop, leaving scars on the holy body for the first time.

The holy monks of the Buddha sect obtained the holy body through the great perseverance of asceticism. The holy body is divided into many kinds, such as the indestructible body of Vajra, such as the golden body of a boy, such as the body of infinite merit, such as the body of invasive poisons, such as the body of great compassion, such as the body of great compassion, etc. The effect is different in different holy bodies. It is said that the one at the highest point should be the body of great compassion, and the highest realm of the holy body of Buddhism.

Monk Jingling's body is very hard, not afraid of superficial external injuries, and can resist the invasion of the poison. It looks like a Vajra body, but it is injured under the attack of a storm. This shows how powerful the Mo Crow's attack is.

The sharp claws pierced the skin and flesh of Monk Jingling, allowing the golden sweet slurry to flow out. What flowed into Monk Jingling's body was not the blood of ordinary people, but the golden nectar and jade dew. This reminded everyone of a legend that was circulating in the Jiuzhou several years ago. According to legend, the body of the Buddhist monk is a treasure of accumulating blessings for a long time. Eating a piece of meat of the Buddhist monk can prolong life for ten years.

The golden sweet and jade dew sprinkled out of the sky. Some ordinary people who were obsessed with greed rushed forward desperately, opened their mouths to the sky, and frantically chased the sweetness in the blood of the holy monk. The traces of existence in the world were wiped out by the sand demon inadvertently.

Monk Jingling was caught by Mo Crow and flew to a higher place. His thin body was swaying in the strong wind. Mo Crow was one of the three sacred birds. Its descendants had the most noble blood and were extremely powerful. I really don’t know how he was subdued by the Pingding Taoist.
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