Facing such a powerful palm, Huikong did not dodge or dodge.
There was no sign of resistance.
Just stood there and slowly closed his eyes.
"Amitabha, seek benevolence and gain benevolence, even the poor monks will go away!"
this moment.
Huikong made plans to die.
Although I have never met Demon King Qitian, I have not been able to persuade him to do good.
But Huikong felt that he had tried his best.
Even if I die here, I will have no regrets.
boom!!!
With one palm fall, Huikong was knocked down.
Plop!
Suddenly fell into the sea water.
"Hahaha, this monk is finally dead!"
The strong man from the demon tribe who had been followed by Huikong just now burst into laughter when he saw this situation.
"Palace Master, that monk was killed."
Here in the Heavenly Palace, everyone looked strange.
The Lord of Heavenly Palace had no expression on his face, as if he hadn't seen anything.
And on the other side.
Emperor Zun and Meng Youran also had different expressions when they saw this.
"It seems there is nothing special about this monk."
Emperor Zun said calmly.
Meng Youran frowned.
"Could it be that Huikong was really killed like this?"
He couldn't believe it.
Although Huikong's cultivation level was average, he was still from Fuyun Mountain.
After following Ye Qingyun for so long, he was killed by a strong demon clan so easily?
"Not quite right."
Meng Youran's intuition told her that Huikong would not die so easily.
The words have not yet fallen.
I saw waves of whirlpools surging above the sea surface.
Immediately afterwards.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, a golden figure suddenly flew out of the sea water.
Huikong!
He is not dead.
It flew out of the water again.
"What?"
The demons were shocked.
Especially the powerful demon clan man who took action just now was even more horrified.
"How can it be?"
The strong man from the demon clan has a cultivation level at the God Refining Realm, and the palm he just struck was enough to shatter anyone below the God Refining Realm to pieces.
In his opinion, this monk was obviously only at the Tongtian realm, and his palm was enough to kill him several times.
But nothing happened to him?
This is simply incredible.
"Palace Master, that monk is not dead!"
"Oh my god, that's a master of the demon race in the realm of refining gods. How can this monk still be fine?"
"It seems that this monk is somewhat extraordinary."
...
Everyone in the Heavenly Palace looked shocked.
The Lord of Heavenly Palace stared at Huikong's figure.
"Perhaps there is some explanation for why Buddhism sent him here."
But the Lord of Heavenly Palace still didn’t have much hope.
No matter how extraordinary this monk is.
But after all, I'm just alone.
How much can it change the overall situation?
"He really won't die that easily."
On the island.
Meng Youran looked moved.
Emperor Zun on the side also frowned.
Huikong clasped his hands together, his expression pious, and his whole body was surrounded by a faint golden light.
The palm just now knocked him into the sea.
But Huikong was not injured.
Didn't even feel anything.
After falling into the sea, it flew out again.
"With the blessing of the Buddha, since the poor monk will not die, he will naturally continue to fulfill the instructions of the Holy Son."
Ever since.
Huikong came to the group of demons again.
"Fellow demon clansmen, please let this poor monk meet the Demon King Qitian."
Upon hearing this, the demons were immediately furious.
"You damn bald ass, who do you call the Demon King?"
"Damn Buddhist people, how dare you insult us demon clan!"
"What's wrong with the king? Do we, the royal family, have no face?"
"Brother Wang, don't be angry, we are not talking about you."
"Who scolded the bald donkey just now? Everyone in my donkey demon clan has full hair, why are they all bald?"
...
Huikong looked at these demon clans blankly.
what's going on?
Why did they start a quarrel on their own?
Several demon lords were speechless when they saw the chaotic scene of the demon clan.
That's what the demon clan is like.
They were usually scattered, but now they were gathered together thanks to the summons of the Ten Thousand Demons Order.
But it's still a rabble.
There are only a few who can really do the job.
"Quiet!"
One of the demon lords couldn't stand it any longer and shouted loudly.
The thick demonic power immediately shocked the entire Aolai Island.
The noisy demon clan suddenly became quiet one by one.
The demon lord flew directly in front of Huikong.
He looked at Huikong coldly.
Huikong was also looking at each other.
"Why do you want to meet Demon King Qitian?"
The demon lord asked.
"Amitabha, the poor monk is here to enlighten the demon king Qitian, so that he will not cause harm to the people after he escapes from trouble."
Huikong said truthfully.
As soon as these words came out, the Demon Lord's face suddenly showed anger.
"You really don't know how to live or die."
Without too much nonsense, the Demon Lord directly raised his hand.
A wave of demonic energy came.
Suddenly he bumped into Huikong.
Huikong felt like he was hit hard, and his whole body suddenly fell into the sea again.
This time, no one thought Huikong could fly out alive again.
Because the person who took action was a demon lord.
Although the Demon Lord is not as good as the Demon King, he is still among the demon clan, second only to the Demon King.
There are nine demon lords, each with great strength.
He is just a Tongtian monk, no different from an ant in front of existences like the Nine Demon Lords.
"No need to look, this monk is already dead."
On the small island, Emperor Zun said calmly.
Meng Youran said nothing.
He still felt that Huikong would not die so easily.
How could the people sent by Ye Qingyun die like this?
"Alas, it seems that I have too high expectations for him."
The Lord of Heavenly Palace sighed, with a look of disappointment on his face.
Everyone in the Heavenly Palace also fell into silence.
I originally thought that this monk had some skills and could help them.
But now it seems that it still doesn't work.
Purely for free.
Just when the demon lord turned around to go back.
suddenly!
Above the sky, the white clouds dispersed.
A golden light fell from the sky.
Shining on the sea.
"Um?"
Everyone present was stunned.
Under the golden light, a whirlpool appeared again on the sea surface.
A golden figure flew out of the whirlpool.
Huikong!
He flew out again.
No injuries were seen on the body.
"What?"
"How can this be?"
"What kind of monster is he?"
...
At this moment, everyone was shocked.
Even the demon lord who took action was stunned.
He had taken action himself, so it stands to reason that there was absolutely no chance that the monk would survive.
But why is this monk still alive?
And there wasn't even a single injury on his body.
It's simply too weird.
Not far away, the old Lord of Heavenly Palace stood up from the chariot with a shocked face.
"Great! Great!"
The Lord of Heavenly Palace was very excited.
He seemed to see in Huikong the hope of fighting against the demon clan and suppressing the Demon King Qi Tian again.
"really!"
On the small island, Meng Youran did not look at Huikong, but looked at the sky.
"What's wrong?"
Emperor Zun asked doubtfully.
"Look up and look there."
Meng Youran pointed.
Emperor Zun was startled, and then looked in the direction Meng Youran pointed.
At this glance.
Emperor Zun's expression changed drastically, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
I could only see the source of golden light shining deep in the sky.
A golden Buddha, as big as a mountain, stands tall and majestic.
And the appearance of this Buddha is that of Ye Qingyun!