Nine hundred and fortieth chapters Hui Nan King Kong
Buzz!
The wind and clouds in the Tianlong River changed color, the sound of thunder rolled, and there was a universal Buddha hidden in the rays of the sky. He was like a vajra with angry eyes. He leaned down and pressed down with his palm. It was like sweeping away the dust in front of the steps, like driving away insects and ants. He was compassionate and compassionate, which made people look forward to it.
Be fearful, envy in the heart, worship and surrender!
But with this kind of will cleansed, the ferocious Black Fish Half-Saint was pushed into the bottom of the river just halfway through his words. The harsh sound of gold and iron shattering was mixed with large streams of black and red blood and scattered sticky substances.
The scales connected to the skin and flesh overflow to the surroundings, drifting with the current!
Looking from a distance, the water mist on the river surface is steaming, disappearing in the golden-red glow. Such a majestic power did not harm Wu Ming in the slightest!
It's just that his condition was really bad, his hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and he was so miserable that he couldn't even stand in the river.
But when the ten thousand rays of light faded away, a tall monk wearing a golden red cassock and holding a rosary appeared on the river. His face looked compassionate and he looked at Wu Ming with his eyelids slightly drooped. He didn't know what he was thinking.
roar!
At this moment, the water surface surged up, and a huge black shadow came up from the bottom and bit Wu Ming. It could be seen that it was the Black Fish Half-Saint, but his condition was not much better, with large black waves escaping from his body.
Red blood filled the surrounding water, still determined to swallow Wu Ming.
"You are so evil, why don't you restrain yourself?"
The great monk raised one hand in front of his chest and pressed down with his right hand. The surging Buddha's light fell like a mountain, sending the black fish half-holy wailing and rolling in the water.
What is particularly terrifying is that where the Buddha's light shines, the black and red blood that escapes is like ice water dripping from boiling oil, making a horrifying crackling sound and constantly turning into a smelly mist.
"The thief is bald, I am avenging my son, but you dare to intervene. Aren't you afraid of causing trouble for yourself?"
The Black Fish Half-Saint struggled for a long time, unable to get rid of the giant palm of Buddha's light, and screamed angrily under the water.
"Amitabha!"
The great monk clasped his hands together and chanted the name of the Buddha, "If you can find mercy, please forgive me. Today, the donor will give up for the time being. The poor monk will ignore it!"
"You bastard! The hatred for killing your son is irreconcilable. Today, this sage will kill this son!"
The half-holy black fish's eyes were about to burst, and he almost exploded with anger. He hit the water like crazy, but he couldn't get past the Buddha's light.
Not to mention him, even Wu Ming couldn't help but roll his eyes. It would be fine if the great monk found some other reasons, but no one else could stand it!
If the great monk hadn't saved him, he would have even doubted whether he came here to deliberately anger the Black Fish Half-Saint!
But he only dared to think about it in his heart, and never dared to say it out loud. Not to mention that someone saved him, and his semi-saint cultivation alone was enough for Wu Ming to handle it carefully. He couldn't guarantee that this would happen.
Will this seemingly compassionate master turn his back on him and kill him?
After all, a boatload of humans died because of him before!
"ah!"
The Black Fish Half-Saint struck the cup of tea, and his black demonic light had already dimmed for the most part, and his blood flowed across the river. He didn't know how much it had been evaporated by the Buddha's light. He suddenly howled miserably, twitched and twisted in the river, and rolled around in disorder.
Buzz!
An extremely ferocious aura filled the air, and the undulating water waves around him suddenly calmed down. Even the Buddha's light shining on the river seemed unable to offset this ferocious aura!
"Amitabha, when a vicious soldier comes into the world, he will definitely commit murderous crimes!"
The great monk chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice and reached forward with his right hand, as if he was about to pull out the Dragon Meteor Sword.
"Damn thief Bald, I have been severely injured today. I am no match for you. I will definitely settle with you in the future!"
The dead soul of the Black Fish Half-Saint emerged, waving its tail like crazy and sinking to the bottom of the water.
The great monk Baoxiang* had a look of astonishment on his compassionate face for a moment. He subconsciously glanced at his right hand. With his wisdom, he could see through it at a glance. Blackfish Half-Saint misunderstood that he was going to take action, so he left in a hurry.
"snort!"
At this moment, Wu Ming, who didn't know when to get up, swung his hands around his waist, and the silver-gray chains passed through the water like tarsal maggots, instantly wrapping around the huge body of the Black Fish Half-Saint.
"court death!"
The Blackfish Half-Saint was furious, twisting and swinging wildly, but when he found that the more violently he moved, the faster his power was absorbed by some strange force on the chain, he was immediately frightened and angry, "Dragon Binding Rope!"
This treasure is only for the Dragon Clan, and its real name should be the Demon Clan. It is only because the human race classifies the Dragon Clan as a genus of the Demon Clan and is one of the strongest demon Clan, so it is very representative, so it is named after the Dragon Clan.
"You dare to tie up this holy treasure even if it is only the best treasure, cut it off for me!"
As a crunching and horrifying sound came from the water, the silver-gray runes were visible to the naked eye flashing wildly, as if they would collapse at any time, but the Black Fish Semi-Saint was too seriously injured after all, and was unable to escape for a while.
But in terms of its strength, the best dragon-binding rope is really difficult to trap, and getting out of the trap is just a matter of time!
"donor!"
The great monk's eyelids drooped slightly, and he seemed to frown slightly.
"Master, with his sharp eyes, he must have seen that this beast has killed countless people of our clan. It is truly a heinous and unforgivable monster!"
Wu Ming smiled awkwardly and shook off a piece of mottled gray light. Seeing that the great monk wanted to stop him, he immediately used his strength and said loudly, "Buddha said, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Killing this monster will not only kill hundreds of millions of pagodas?"
I also ask the master to be compassionate and let the younger generation eliminate this great harm to the people of Liangjiang. The younger generation dare not take credit. By then, the news will be spread along the two rivers. I believe the people are grateful for the kindness of the master and will not be stingy with a few ancestral temples!"
The great monk squinted his eyes, and the light in his extremely deep eyes shone slightly. He didn't know what he thought of, but he stopped speaking.
"Damn it, how dare you offend the body of this saint with a mere poison? Dog thief Bald, Wu thief, this saint will not let you go!"
Blackfish Semi-Saint was constantly cursing at himself at first, but as the mottled gray light touched his body and the powerful demon blood in his body was corroded and refined by it, he gradually felt exhausted and suddenly panicked in his heart.
Buzz!
Seeing that the Black Fish Semi-Saint was unable to show off his evil, the thousand-foot-long ancient tree was pushed forward by Lu Tianchi. The branches of the dragon-eating vine that seemed to be withered twitched a few times and slid silently down the water, heading straight for the Black Fish Semi-Saint.
"Ah, what the hell is this?"
Blackfish Semi-Saint felt that the power in his body was decreasing rapidly. Even though each breath was very small, it was too obvious and he could not help but feel chills all over his body.
Somehow, Wu Ming was keenly aware that when the great monk saw the dragon-devouring vine, a strange color flashed in his eyes, just like an hallucination, but he was extremely confident that his senses would never be wrong.
"Ah ah ah, you thief, even if I die here today, you can't even think about it. His Majesty the Dragon Lord will definitely drain the water of the two rivers and submerge both sides. By then, countless human beings will die because of your evil deeds today!"
Blackfish Half Saint cursed angrily.
Unfortunately, due to the devouring and corroding effects of the dragon-eating vine and the loach, his body's strength dropped rapidly. In just a short cup of tea, the evil aura was significantly weakened. The sound of the chains rattling when he struggled gradually became lower and became almost inaudible.
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"Let me go and ask for Master's mercy. This... little demon is just avenging his son and has no intention of harming innocent people..."
Even though he was as powerful as the Black Fish Half-Saint, when faced with the decision of life and death, he finally gave up his dignity and pride and bowed his head to beg for mercy.
Whoosh!
I don't know when, the fog started to rise again on the Tianlong River, and the sky was filled with wind and clouds, like dark clouds covering the top, and the wind and clouds changed color, making people feel as heavy as a big stone.
Wu Ming squinted his eyes before he could speak.
"Why!"
The great monk suddenly looked up at the sky, sighed, and raised his right hand.
"Greetings, Master, I haven't thanked you enough for saving my life!"
Lu Tianchi and Chen Yuehua knelt half on the ground and saluted respectfully.
The great monk was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wu Ming, who was looking up at the sky, speechlessly. He glanced at Wu Ming, who seemed to be unaware, and waved his hands lightly: "Get up, it's the right time, no need to be polite!"
Having said that, he did not withdraw his right hand, but still pointed towards the Black Fish Half-Saint.
"Ahem, you can't say that. I will never forget the kindness of saving my life. How can I not be respected because of Master's kind act?"
Wu Ming dodged slightly and stumbled forward as if exhausted. He stood between the great monk and the Black Fish Semi-Saint. He bowed and saluted, "Junior Wu Ziming, thank you Master for saving your life!"
"Amitabha, the donor is indeed as rumored!"
The great monk took a deep look at Wu Ming and pronounced the name of the Buddha, "If the donor knew the name of the poor monk, he would not think so!"
"Haha, Master, what you said is wrong. I have always been very respectful to Buddhism, and I have never done anything beyond my reach. I have also cultivated myself in the Shaolin Temple, the ancestral home of Buddhism, for two years. Although my relationship with Buddha is not enough, I am saved by Master today.
, In line with my Buddha’s true words, every drink and every peck are all predestined!”
Wu Ming said seriously.
The corners of Lu Tianchi and Chen Yuehua's eyes twitched, and they turned their heads involuntarily, feeling a trace of pity for the Blackfish Half-Saint who was wailing at their feet.
I have seen nonsense, but I have never seen such nonsense. Wu Ming went to the Shaolin Temple and almost turned the world upside down. If this was a fate with the Buddha, it would be worse than eight lifetimes of bad luck!
It's nothing more than trying to delay time and grind the Blackfish Semi-Saint to death!
"Amitabha, how good it is, how good it is! The poor monk Hui Nan has seen Donor Wu!"
The great monk pronounced the name of Buddha loudly and solemnly saluted.
"Ah, it turns out it's Hui Nanda... eh?"
Wu Ming laughed, and followed the example of tying his hands in front of his chest to salute halfway, then stopped abruptly, and looked at Hui Dao with his mouth open, "Buddha?"
Even though Wu Ming had an astonishing memory and almost had a photographic memory, he still could not connect the compassionate and compassionate master in front of him, who was like the Buddha who saved all sentient beings, with the ferocious one-legged Buddha, holding a human bone crutch, and with disheveled hair.
It is said that women undergo the Eighteenth Transformation, but Buddha was not a woman. How could he escape from the prison in just eighteen years and even become a Buddhist semi-sage and the King of Congolese!
What's more, the Buddha inexplicably planted Udumbara flowers and the Diamond Sutra on him that absorbed the demonic nature. Even if there is a life-saving operation today, this matter cannot be avoided!
"It's the poor monk!"
Is it wise?
"It turns out you are really Buddha. It seems that you are doing well recently, your face is glowing, and your career is successful. Haha, our relationship is so good, we should have a good chat!"
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows with a fierce look in his eyes.
Lu Tianchi and Chen Yuehua's hearts skipped a beat, and they suddenly realized something was not good! (To be continued)