Hongyeji just stood there quietly, not moving an inch, with a smile on her face.
However, there seemed to be a piano sound in Bai Xiaopang's mind.
It was ethereal and light, but it struck Bai Xiaopang's soul like a heavy hammer, making Bai Xiaopang feel fearful.
"Little Fatty, do you have the heart to do something to others?"
Hongyeji raised her lips and smiled, staring at Little Fatty Bai charmingly.
Beside Xiaopang Bai, Lin Cangxue had already opened her eyes. The long sword in her hand was unsheathed three inches, and the sword intent that soared to the sky suddenly filled the hall and headed towards Red Leaf Princess.
"What a powerful sword spirit!"
Red Leaf Princess frowned, and while waving her jade hand, she stepped back, far away from the sword intent around her.
Not far away from the three of them, Lu Han's spear stirred and turned into thousands of spear lights, constantly attacking and killing Granny Huaixin. But Granny Huaixin sneered again and again.
Behind Grandma Huaixin, a huge locust tree appeared, like a giant umbrella covering the sky, covering the dome of the entire hall.
The locust leaves fell like knives and turned into a tornado, killing Lu Han.
Under the locust tree, there was a dark light, and the little devils from hell crawled out of the locust tree, letting out insidious roars that made people's scalp numb.
The little ghosts formed a formation around Lu Han, seemingly performing some mysterious ritual.
On the other side, Lin Huang also frowned. The monk in front looked strange and incomprehensible, but the Buddhist teachings on his body were full of aura, like the arrival of a true Buddha.
The demonic monk recited Buddhist mantras, surrounded by Buddha statues, and every move seemed to be possessed by gods. It was difficult to kill those who retreated in the forest for a while.
The three people in the main hall seemed to be different from ordinary Wuhou.
Incredibly powerful!
And the methods seem a bit weird...
"one flower one World!"
The demon monk suddenly spoke, and the palm he extended was as crystal clear as jade, with a bright and transparent luster. He twisted his slender fingers, and a mandala appeared in the palm of his hand.
Then the mandala grew crazily, building a world that was unfamiliar to Lin Huang in the blink of an eye.
Forgotten River.
Naihe Bridge.
Overwhelming Manzhushahua...
In the distance, the demon monk is hovering in the sky with his hands clasped together. He has a strange face, but he looks compassionate. His Buddha's words are loud and powerful, and he can save all the dead souls in the world, just like Ksitigarbha in the eighteenth level of hell.
In the world of Manzhu Shahua, Lin Huang looked calm, but his heart stirred up quite a stir, and then he asked: "What is your relationship with the Western Buddha Kingdom?"
The Buddhist Kingdom of the West...
The leading and top forces on the continent today, whether it was the era of Qin Changsheng a thousand years ago or the world today, are entities that control half of the sky on the continent.
It is probably two points stronger than the Dongtian Shen Sect.
Lin Huang once had a fight with an abandoned monk from the Western Buddhist Kingdom, and was trapped in the world of Manzhu Shahua for twenty-seven days, suffering the pain of eighteen levels of hell.
And the one-flower-one-world of the abandoned monk only scratched the surface.
Lin Huang didn't expect that he could encounter a world of flowers and a world in the Eastern Spirit Realm. Even if the demon monk in front of him only understood the tip of the iceberg. But if he could use it, he would be invincible...
In the main hall, listening to Lin Huang's question, the demon monk was also stunned. Then he pursed his lips and smiled, "Although I don't know why the donor asked such a question, I think that coming to this flower world can make the donor calm down!"
"Really?"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking at the world in front of him, Manzhushahua suddenly turned into endless flames, just like the legendary sea of karma, burning everything in the world.
If it were the first time he met One Flower One World, he might be trapped and die here, but this was not his first time.
Lin Huang closed his eyes and fell into an ethereal state, with heavy snow flying around him, forming a sharp contrast with the bright red world of Manzhu and Shahua.
"A hundred thousand banners will kill Yama!"
As Lin Huang whispered softly, his eyes suddenly opened. The endless heavy snow around him suddenly flew fiercely, turning into flags in the hands of gods and demons, covering the sky and the sun, like black clouds pressing down on the city, attacking the whole world.
There was a loud bang.
The entire world of Manzhushahua suddenly collapsed and disappeared without a trace like wind and clouds.
In the main hall, the demon monk vomited blood, and numerous cracks appeared all over his body, as if delicate porcelain was about to break.
“The donor is really impressive!”
After a flash of surprise flashed in the demon monk's eyes, he instantly regained his composure. As he clasped his hands together, his injuries recovered rapidly, and he regained his dignity.
"You're amazing too!"
Lin Huang sneered and said: "When will the people of the Western Buddha Kingdom, who own half of the world, take the small Eastern Spiritual Realm into their eyes?"
"The poor monk really doesn't know what the benefactor said. But the poor monk has another trick. I hope the benefactor can take it!"
The demon monk chuckled and pinched a locust tree leaf with his crystal-clear jade fingers. Then, the demon monk held the locust tree leaf in his palm and uttered all the Buddha's words into the locust tree leaf.
A buzzing sound.
The locust leaves dissipated and turned into an ancient bodhi tree behind the demonic monk!
The breath of wisdom suddenly filled the entire hall.
The demon monk sat cross-legged under the bodhi tree, his face full of peace and tranquility, as if he had attained enlightenment and enlightenment. His momentum was rising steadily, unstoppable...
One bodhi leaf!
Lin Huang's expression changed slightly, turning into an afterimage and crushing towards the demon monk.
boom.
The Bodhi tree in the main hall swayed slightly, and Lin Huang felt as if he had hit a steel city wall, and his internal organs were almost broken in pain.
The killing god slashed with his sword, but it only caused the Bodhi tree to sway slightly.
Lin Huang was shocked for a moment!
At one end of the hall, Granny Huaixin and Princess Hongye both felt the powerful aura coming, and turned to look at the demon monk under the bodhi tree with angry expressions on their faces:
"Monk Yaoti, since you have such means, why do you still want to form an alliance with us and use us as pawns?"
Grandma Huaixin stamped her crutch vigorously, her gaze falling on the demon monk like needles piercing her eyes.
At the same time, the little ghost summoned by Granny Huaixin from the ancient locust tree also gave up the ritual against Lu Han and returned to Granny Huaixin, with a wary face.
"Grandma Huaixin, your methods are no worse than those of a poor monk. Do you really want a poor monk to expose you?"
The demon monk smiled slightly. His whole body was bathed in the light of the ancient Bodhi tree, and he looked extremely compassionate. The rising aura around him gradually solidified.
Martial King Realm!
In the main hall, Lin Huang, Lu Han and others looked at each other, feeling terrible pressure.
No matter how powerful the four of them are, they still find it difficult to contend against a powerful Martial King...
"Hmph, it seems that this old woman's strength cannot escape the eyes of a bald ass like you!"
Granny Huaixin smiled coldly and no longer tried to hide it. As she waved her crutch in her hand, a black shadow suddenly shot out of the ancient locust tree.
The shadow is no longer an imp.
Rather, he is a Yin general, comparable to the realm of King Wu.
Lin Huang looked at the ancient locust tree in the hall, his expression changed slightly, and some vague memories emerged in his mind...