At this time, Niu Dali and Kong Tianxia, who were previously knocked away by the holy monk of Lingshan, came back.
"Dong dong dong..."
Niu Dali stepped towards the Holy Monk of Lingshan Mountain. He was tall, muscular, and steady, like a bronze god of war.
Getting closer and closer to the Holy Monk of Lingshan.
"Hoo~"
Niu Dali took a deep breath, and his chest rose and fell, like turbulent waves surging in the undercurrent. The air seemed to tremble with his breath, carrying an invisible sense of oppression.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, the cow roared vigorously, the sound shook the surrounding areas, like a tiger descending from the mountain, causing the surrounding area to tremble.
Immediately afterwards, he clenched his fists tightly, veins popped out, and a majestic force condensed on his fists, as if he wanted to tear the air apart.
"Boom!"
Niu Dali used the Herculean Fist.
In an instant, Niu's powerful fist was seen sweeping towards the Holy Monk of Lingshan Mountain like a violent storm.
Every punch contained powerful power, as if it could blast away the sky, and the momentum was terrifying.
"My boxing skills are good, but it's a pity that your cultivation is too weak and you are no match for me."
Facing Niu Dali's attack, the Holy Monk of Lingshan did not dodge, but gently raised one hand, as if to support this majestic offensive.
His fingers trembled slightly, as if they were plucking invisible strings, and streaks of golden light emanated from his palms, forming a golden halo.
When Niu Dali's fist mark collided with this golden halo, a deafening roar broke out, the air was ignited, and dazzling sparks bloomed.
However, this majestic attack gradually dissipated in the golden light of the Holy Monk of Lingshan, as if being swallowed by the endless void.
When Niu Dali saw this, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.
He understood that there was a big gap between himself and the Holy Monk of Lingshan, but the Herculean Divine Fist was his trump card, but he did not expect to be so vulnerable to the Holy Monk of Lingshan.
Niu Dali was not discouraged, but instead strengthened his belief.
This battle is too dangerous. Either you die or I die. He must try his best to give Ye Qiubo a chance of survival.
Niu Dali took action again.
"Bullshit!"
Niu Dali shouted loudly and used the third punch of the Herculean Fist. The fist hit the holy monk of Lingshan with thunderous force.
at the same time.
"Brother Ye, let me help you!"
Kong Tianxia took a deep breath, and the righteous energy in his body instantly boiled, like a river bursting its banks and surging.
Kong Tianxia slowly raised his right hand, palm upward, and an invisible force began to gather in his hand.
That power is pure and powerful, and seems to be able to purify all evil in the world. It is Haoran's righteousness.
"kill!"
As Kong Tianxia shouted, the awe-inspiring righteousness turned into a dazzling sword light and slashed out.
Facing the siege of the three men, the holy monk of Lingshan muttered something, and the Buddha's light around him suddenly surged several times, forming a huge light shield, firmly protecting him.
"Boom!"
Ye Qiu's strange fire, Niu Dali's fist, and Kong Tianxia's sword energy transformed with Haoran's righteousness all hit the light shield at the same time, making an earth-shattering roar.
"Liu Ying also wants to compete with the sun and the moon for glory, but she overestimates her abilities and is wishful thinking."
After the holy monk from Lingshan finished speaking, he flicked his fingers.
"boom!"
A powerful force poured into Niu Dali's body like a savage beast. Niu Dali groaned and flew backwards, vomiting blood.
"Bang!"
Then, the palm of the Holy Monk of Lingshan transformed into a huge golden palm print, which hit Niu Dali's body.
"Wow -" Niu Dali spurted blood from his mouth and was beaten to the ground. His body turned into a five-color sacred cow and showed its original shape.
"Dali!" The little white fox's eyes turned red.
As the leader of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, seeing her men beaten like this, she wished she could eat the holy monk of Lingshan alive.
"Buzz!" The holy monk from Lingshan slapped the cow down vigorously, and then slapped Kong Tianxia with his backhand.
Snapped!
Kong Tianxia was directly knocked out of the Great Emperor's battle formation, his body was broken into two pieces, and his blood spilled into the sky.
"For the sake of your master, I am very merciful and will spare your life. If you don't know how to show appreciation, then I will send you to reincarnation, get out!"
After the Holy Monk of Lingshan finished speaking, he glanced at the strange fire burning around him.
"Little tricks!"
The holy monk of Lingshan raised his hand and slapped him, and with a "boom", all the strange fires were immediately dispersed.
puff!
Ye Qiu also spurted a bloody arrow from his mouth.
"Ye Changsheng, since you like to play with fire, I will play with you."
A sinister smile appeared on the corner of Lingshan Monk's mouth, then he clasped his hands together and chanted in a low voice, as if he was communicating with heaven and earth, condensing the supreme power of Buddhism.
Suddenly, Ye Qiu found that he could not move. He was restrained by the invisible force.
Relying on the fact that he was immortal and could be immortal, Ye Qiu did not feel panic or despair.
The holy monk of Lingshan slowly spit out the ancient mantra, and every word seemed to be filled with great power, causing Ye Qiu's eardrums to hurt.
As the spell continued, the sky suddenly darkened, and a blazing flame rose from the palm of the holy monk of Lingshan Mountain.
That flame is not an ordinary fire, but a Buddhist karma fire that can burn all sins in the world.
The flames of karma quickly enveloped Ye Qiu's whole body.
"Ah..." Ye Qiu's skin began to burn black, his hair was burned and curled, and painful sounds continued to come from his mouth.
But the holy monk of Lingshan remained unmoved and continued to recite the mantra to increase the power of the karma fire.
Ye Qiu struggled in the karma fire, and every struggle made him more painful. His eyes began to become hollow, his body twisted in the fire, and his flesh and blood gradually fell off, until finally only a skeleton remained under his head.
"Stop!" the little white fox shouted sharply.
"It's okay if you want me to stop, unless you go to Daleiyin Temple and become my concubine." The holy monk of Lingshan said with a smile.
"Shameless!" the little white fox yelled.
The holy monk of Lingshan looked at Ning'an again and said, "If you are willing to be my concubine, then I can save Ye Changsheng from suffering."
"Dream!" Ning An rushed forward to save Ye Qiu, but was easily suppressed by the Holy Monk of Lingshan with a backhand slap.
"It seems that none of you love Ye Changsheng, otherwise why would you be willing to watch him suffer pain? The love between men and women in this world is really not allowed." After the Holy Monk of Lingshan finished speaking, he increased the power of Karma Fire.
"ah……"
Ye Qiu gradually lost consciousness in the karma fire, but his skeleton was still being burned by the karma fire.
When Master Changmei and the others saw Ye Qiu being tortured, their eyes turned red, angry and worried.
"Little brat!"
"Brother!"
"Boss!"
"Immortality!"
"..."
After a while, the holy monk of Lingshan suddenly raised his head.
"Whoa!"
I saw an old man appearing silently in the Great Emperor's battle formation, as if he appeared out of thin air.
The old man is of medium build, slightly fat, with messy white hair, and holds a large wine bottle in his hand.
