Ling Qing has not taken action since he went to Phoenix Mountain, and it is not his turn to take action.

None of the monsters that jump out to block the road are kind.

He didn't bother trying to figure it out, so he simply watched Fahai being killed.

When Mr. Jinwu came out, he wanted to capture him and ask him some questions.

But before he could stop him, Mr. Jinwu was burned to ashes by Fa Hai's vajra fire.

When Jin Bo Dharma King came out, he heard him telling Fahai that he had received the Buddha's shadow in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Lingqing felt somewhat clear in his heart.

After seeing him poisoning Fa Hai, I wanted to ask him more clearly.

As for Fahai, Lingqing is not worried.

Not to mention that the golden bowl did not fly away, and even the golden dragon on his body did not manifest. Obviously, this poison could not kill Fahai.

However, this Golden Cymbal Dharma King was quite vicious. After meeting him, he would spray poison on him without saying a word.

Ling Qing had no choice but to take out the Hundred Poisons and Ten Thousand Gu Flags and collect the poisons.

Since this poison could poison Fahai, even if he was immune to all poisons, he would not try it himself.

Facing the two flying centipede hooks, Ling Qing waved the Wan Gu flag.

A rustling sound sounded, and as soon as more than 10,000 spiritual sword and golden cicada Gu flew out of the flag, they disappeared into the air and disappeared.

Dang-dang-dang, a fine crashing sound sounded.

The flying centipede hook flying in mid-air was continuously stabbed by the invisible spiritual sword Golden Cicada Gu.

Not only was he unable to stabilize his body shape, the barbs were chipped off little by little, and then dense cracks began to appear.

The King of Golden Cymbals felt sorry for his treasure and wanted to take it back.

This was the first treasure he had made with his own hands using his own pincers. Even if his own son wanted it, he was not willing to give it to him.

Now seeing that I don't know what tricks Ling Qing used to destroy these two hooks, he naturally did not dare to be careless.

However, before he could take it back, he heard a clicking sound and the two flying hooks broke inch by inch.

It disappeared before it hit the ground, without even a trace of residue.

I saw that first the famous golden cymbal was damaged, and then the double hooks that had been treasured for many years were damaged.

Dharma King Jin Bo said angrily: "You demon, how dare you destroy my magic weapon!"

As soon as he pulled up his dharma robe, the sky-covering red Buddha light shone towards Lingqing.

But before the Buddha's light fell on Ling Qing, it first illuminated the densely packed spiritual sword Golden Cicada Gu around his body.

Golden Cymbal Dharma King suddenly froze, and he saw that the nearest Spirit Sword Gu was pointing between his eyebrows.

He slowly put away his magic power, for fear of disturbing the Gu insect.

The flying centipede hook was made from the hardest pincers on his body. It couldn't withstand the bites of these poisonous insects, and it seemed that the carapace on his body couldn't withstand it either.

"Real person, true person, it's all a misunderstanding. It's just a little demon who has no eyesight and doesn't recognize the face of the real person. I hope the real person can forgive me." Jin Bo Dharma King said with a flattering smile.

"I ask, you answer." Ling Qing said calmly.

"Yes, the little demon must have told you everything he knew." Jin Bo Dharma King breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled.

"Have you really studied Buddhism in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva?"

"Real person, those are all bluffs. When the little demon first attained enlightenment, he passed by a Guanyin Temple and found a Buddhist scripture there.

Later, after reading it, I realized that it was a scripture written by the Bodhisattva, so the little demon dressed up as a monk and claimed to have learned the Dharma from the Bodhisattva." Jin Bo Dharma King did not dare to hide anything and told the truth one by one.

"So, you were lying to me before?"

"Don't you dare..." Jin Bo Dharma King was about to say more, but suddenly felt that his voice was not right.

He looked up and saw Fahai standing in front of him intact.

His eyebrows were lowered, but there was no trace of compassion, instead he was overflowing with murderous intent.

"The little demon just wants to live, please forgive me, Master, please forgive me!" King Jinbo felt the murderous intention of Fahai, his heart was cold, and he kowtowed quickly.

"But I can't spare you." Fa Hai raised his hand, and a ray of Buddha's light came out from the purple gold alms bowl.

The King of Golden Cymbals screamed and transformed back into his original form, which turned out to be a large golden-red centipede.

"Take it!" Fa Hai turned his palm and the golden bowl was returned to his palm.

He looked down and saw one of the centipedes scurrying around. He snorted coldly and immediately used the Vajra Fire to burn it to ashes.

And splashed it freely into the soil.

Ling Qing watched from the side and said nothing.

It wasn't until he finished all this that he came to the demon cave and rang the golden bell in front of the cave with a snap of his fingers.

Dangdangdang~~

With the sound of bells ringing, the monsters all over the mountain suddenly panicked.

"Hurry up, the king is ringing the bell to gather the demons."

"Hurry up, hurry up, you will inevitably be punished if you are late."

"..."

After a while, near Phoenix Mountain, all the little demons under the command of King Jin Bo gathered in front of the demon cave.

There are about a hundred or so little demons in this group, and they are clearly divided into two parts.

Some of them were generally of higher cultivation and turned into incomplete human forms, holding weapons and noisily pointing at Ling Qing and the others.

However, there are not many little demons in this part, only twenty or thirty.

The reason why there are so few left is because all the others were killed by Fahai.

The other part is lower in cultivation and has untransformed beasts.

He shrank aside cautiously, not daring to make a sound, but he peeked at Ling Qing and the two from time to time.

"Okay, all the monsters have gathered here, so I can go look for them one by one." Seeing that no other monsters were coming, Fa Hai prepared to subdue the monsters.

"No hurry." Ling Qing stretched out his hand to stop him.

"What? Are you going to protect them?" Fahai looked at him and said.

"People are good and evil, and demons are good and bad.

Not all demons commit evil acts on their own initiative. Some little demons have a difficult time attaining the path and do not dare to commit evil acts.

I was oppressed by Dharma King Jin Bo earlier, will he still be killed by you?" Ling Qing still stopped him.

"Forget it, let's see what you do." Fahai looked at him for a while and took a step back.

Ling Qing flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and a wave of mana came out, and suddenly there was silence in front of the cave.

The little demons pointing fingers broke out in cold sweat on their foreheads, but they couldn't move at all.

"King Jin Bo has committed many evil deeds and has been put to death.

The two of us will not commit murder in vain. Now that we have this lotus platform here, if you had not committed any sin in the past, or your sin would not have led to death.

Sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform will keep you safe."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a lotus platform with blood-red flames appeared in front of each little demon.

"Red Lotus Karmic Fire?!" Fa Hai's expression changed involuntarily when he saw it.

If he had seen the red lotus karma fire before, he would have really not been afraid, but now that he is haunted by inner demons, he doesn't know if he can withstand the red lotus karma fire.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cautiously took a step back.

Although the little demons didn't know each other, they felt the aura on the lotus platform and didn't dare to go up.

"What? Isn't it better for me to invite the poor Taoist?" Ling Qing asked in a deep voice when he saw that they were not moving.

"I don't dare." After a group of little demons were restrained just now, they knew that they could not escape no matter what.

Immediately, he stepped forward with a trembling step. Seeing that the flames did not burn his body, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on it with his whole body crossed.

After all the little demons sat on it, Ling Qing thought.

The lotus platform beneath them suddenly erupted in blood flames and enveloped them.

Before they could scream out in surprise, they fell into inner interrogation.

Then one after another, little demons turned into torches, turning into ashes without even wailing.

When the flames extinguished, the red lotus dissipated, and only a little spiritual light drifted into the netherworld.

In the end, only forty or fifty little demons were left huddled aside.
Chapter completed!