This monster, no matter how it looks, its shape, or its aura, looks familiar.
Oh shit.
Isn't this the legendary mythical beast of Japan, the Yamata-no-Orochi?
The mythical beast of their country.
How could it appear in China?
No wonder this damn bastard will massacre Chinese people whenever he appears.
There's nothing right about feelings at all.
Damn it!
"Bang!"
Just when Jiangnan was gnashing his teeth, there was an explosion sound, and one of the heads of the Yamata-no Orochi exploded. At the same time, the middle head of the Yamata-no-Orochi let out a huge scream.
but.
Along with the screams, the surrounding golden light dissipated a little!
Looking at the old monk again, his face suddenly turned ugly. The power of the explosion was too huge. Although the old monk was now powerful, it was still difficult to withstand every explosion of his head. It was equivalent to the self-destruction of a strong person close to the transformation stage.
.
Even the strong ones in the late stages of becoming gods need to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.
What's more, the old monk is now only relying on external forces to reluctantly enter the realm of divine transformation!
"Bang bang bang!"
Six more sounds in succession.
All seven heads of Yamata no Orochi exploded, leaving only one golden head!
As he watched, the old monk's breath became much weaker, and he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of golden blood.
Immediately afterwards, the golden light could no longer be maintained, and everything around him disappeared.
And all the black energy dissipated at this time.
It was obvious that both parties had been seriously injured.
The duel between masters is really awesome.
It is almost impossible to fight in a big battle, the winner will be decided in a split second.
However, it is difficult to say clearly who lost and won this war.
Because the man's injuries were extremely serious.
"puff……"
The man suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, his breath became extremely weak, he glared at the old monk fiercely, turned around and ran away.
"Want to run?"
The old monk sneered, stretched out his right finger and flicked it forward. A small bean like gold suddenly shot out into the man's extremely frightened eyes, and shot straight into his heart!
"you……"
This little bean took root directly in the man's heart, and then countless golden lines spread around, slowly corroding the man's body.
"Old guy, since you are using this method, you are really crazy, you are really crazy..."
The man gritted his teeth and spat out another mouthful of black blood, becoming even more depressed. This time he turned around and ran without any care.
Finally, after a great battle, the dust settled and everything turned into smoke.
The old monk fell from the sky, everything dispersed, and he became that ordinary person again. However, at this time, the old monk was extremely thin, with wounds and blood all over his body.
At this time, the old monk turned into an old man who was almost no different from ordinary people.
"Boy."
The old monk looked at Jiang Nan: "I didn't expect that I still couldn't kill him despite all my efforts. This disaster can only be left to you. I used my soul to leave a mark on his body. The power of my soul will be with me anytime and anywhere."
It erodes his body and slows down his recovery from the injury, but one day he will recover from the injury and start it all over again."
"There is no way. This is the fairness of this world. Human beings have higher talents, faster cultivation speed and less difficulty. However, compared to these monsters, they have stronger physical fitness and stronger recovery ability. Especially this guy, his body is
Even though Yamata no Orochi lost seven heads, which caused great damage to him, he will not die and will survive in the end."
"Boy, it took him five hundred years to recover his strength after being trapped underground for five hundred years. But now that he has escaped, he might do something crazy. During this period of time, he should find a place to retreat and go all out.
The power of my soul to resist."
"When his injuries are better and he doesn't need to fight my soul power with all his strength, he will definitely go out to massacre and absorb the blood power of others."
"At that time, you must take action and kill him. That is your only chance. If he dispels the power of my soul, no one can stop him."
"But don't worry, he won't be able to heal his injury so quickly. It will take at least five years. In these five years, you have to work hard to grow. I don't believe in others, but I absolutely believe in you."
The old monk spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his breath became even more depressed. Then, he took a deep breath, slowly spit it out, and tremblingly took something out of his arms and put it in Jiang Nan's hand: "
This was passed on to me by my master back then. He only told me one sentence: Leave this thing to someone who is destined to be with you. I don’t know the origin and purpose of this thing now, but my master must have left it behind.
It’s not an ordinary product, just take it.”
Then the monk closed his eyes after finishing speaking, and his breath became weaker and weaker.
However, the corners of the old monk's mouth curved upward.
The old monk followed his master's orders and guarded this place for five hundred years. Now he is finally free.
In any case, although he did not kill the guy, he was severely injured in the end, and at least within the next few years, he would not be able to do evil.
I don't know how long it took.
The old monk died in Jiang Nan's arms. In the next second, the old monk's body turned into dots of starlight, slowly floating in the air. When he looked up, he could vaguely see the old monk's figure.
Is this becoming a Buddha?
Jiangnan doesn't know.
"Don't worry, old gentleman, I'll take care of this matter. I will definitely kill that monster!"
Jiang Nan stood up and took a closer look at what the old monk put in his hand. It was a jade pendant, which looked ordinary.
There is no feeling inside either.
But since it was something given by the old monk before he died, let alone the mystery of its origin, even if it was of no use, Jiang Nan would definitely keep it by his side.
"gentlemen."
At this moment, a young monk next to the old monk came over with a very sad look on his face: "We..."
"Okay, you don't have to be sad. This is a thousand-year-old temple. It should be run how it should be run."
"Your master is a hero, a hero worthy of being remembered by me."
Jiang Nan slowly stood up and looked into the distance.
Now there is only one more thing I have to do, which is to kill this monster.
Even if the old monk doesn't tell Jiang Nan to do it, he can't ignore it if he encounters it.
If such monsters were allowed to run rampant in the world, countless lives would die.