Seeing the expression of Lingji Bodhisattva, Zhu Tianpeng couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
He couldn't tell what Lingji was thinking. He just wanted to know what treasure he wanted to kill the yellow wind monster. If it was a good treasure, Lingji would snatch it away without hesitation.
Zhu Tianpeng still understands the psychology of these so-called Bodhisattvas and Buddhas in Western religions. Except for a very small number of existences, the rest have a kind face and a dark heart. As long as they are interested in them, even if they take it by force, they will be taken away.
Call it fate.
In ancient times, Western saints quasi-mentioned: "This thing is destined for our Western religion!" It has long become a shameful statement for Eastern monks.
Thinking of this, Zhu Tianpeng had a thought in his mind and directly took out the demon-slaying sword and said: "In the final analysis, the yellow wind monster is just a monster. It can be killed by the marshal's demon-slaying sword in three or five strokes."
killed."
As soon as these words came out, Lingji's brows furrowed.
He didn't believe Zhu Tianpeng's words. It was true that the Demon-Slaying Sword had a natural ability to suppress the demon clan. However, the Yellow Wind Monster had practiced the Buddhist mentality and was not suppressed by the Demon-Slaying Sword at all.
So what Zhu Tianpeng said was obviously lying.
Immediately, Lingji sneered and said: "Marshal Tianpeng, do you think I am a fool?"
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng glanced at Lingji and then said: "Isn't he a Bodhisattva?"
Facing Zhu Tianpeng's rebuttal, Lingji Bodhisattva's face instantly became gloomy and almost dripped with desire.
He knew what Zhu Tianpeng meant by what he said. He was just mocking him with the help of the Yellow Wind Monster.
As soon as his mind moved, the pressure on Lingji Bodhisattva became even stronger. He stared at Zhu Tianpeng and said: "Marshal Tianpeng, this yellow wind monster is my mount. If you kill my mount,
Considering that you are now my Buddhist disciple, I will not argue with you."
"But you have to hand over the weapon that killed my horse, the Yellow Wind Monster. I want to take that weapon back for salvation. I must not let such a weapon harm the world. For the sake of the people in the three realms, I ask Marshal Tianpeng to part with me."
Listening to the words in Lingji's mouth, not only Zhu Tianpeng, but also Jin Chanzi and Ao Lie sneered.
Lingji once again refreshed Zhu Tianpeng's understanding of shamelessness. He was able to speak of robbery and robbery with such righteousness that it even seemed like he would bring disaster to the three realms if he refused to cooperate. He was really shameless and invincible in the world.
With a thought, Zhu Tianpeng took out something.
I saw that this object was shining brightly, and it was an intermediate-level innate spiritual treasure, which was the one that was moved at Guanyin Temple that day.
After taking out this object, Zhu Tianpeng said: "This is the God-Destroying Shield. Although it is an intermediate innate spiritual treasure, it can shake the opponent's mind. I used this thing to shake the Yellow Wind Monster's mind, and then with the help of the Slash
The demon sword killed him in one fell swoop."
As soon as these words came out, Lingji Bodhisattva no longer thought about the missing Sun Wukong.
A pair of eyes stared fixedly at the God-Destroying Mask held in Zhu Tianpeng's hand. He swallowed and said: "Quickly, get this thing quickly. I want to take it back for a better life and transformation to prevent it from being destroyed."
As a magic weapon."
Hearing this, Zhu Tianpeng's face showed no emotion, and he walked towards Lingji holding the God-Destroying Mask with a look of reluctance, as if he was very reluctant to part with this treasure.
At the moment, Lingji Bodhisattva's mind is under the god-destroying shield. If Zhu Tianpeng gets the treasure that allows Zhu Tianpeng to kill the late-stage Yellow Wind Monster of Daluo Golden Immortal with the Dzogchen cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal, if he gets it, then...
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Just as Lingji Bodhisattva was feeling excited, Zhu Tianpeng had already stepped in front of him and said, "Lingji Bodhisattva, must I give this to you?"
While talking, Zhu Tianpeng reluctantly touched the God-Destroying Shield, and the look of struggle in his eyes became even stronger.
In response to this, Lingji Bodhisattva was also completely excited. He stretched out his hand to grab the God-Destroying Mask and said, "Amitabha, Marshal Tianpeng, this God-Destroying Mask can shake people's hearts. It is really an extremely dangerous treasure. If you wait for the poor,
The monk will transform it, wash away all the karma on it, and return it to you."
As he spoke, Lingji Bodhisattva grabbed the God-Destroying Shield. After a moment of stalemate with Zhu Tianpeng, he got what he wanted and got it in his hand.
After getting the God-Destroying Shield, Lingji Bodhisattva suddenly showed a knowing smile on his face. At this moment, the death of the Yellow Wind Monster seemed to be insignificant. Compared to the treasure in his hand, he didn't care about the death of a mere monster.
life and death.
Seeing Lingji Bodhisattva being moved by the God-Destroying Shield, and even watching and playing with it wholeheartedly, Zhu Tianpeng's eyes flashed, and he secretly thought: "Opportunity!"
The next second, Zhu Tianpeng had a thought in his mind, and two deafening roars of dragons resounded.
Immediately afterwards, he saw two golden dragons emerging from between his eyebrows, directly surrounding Lingji Bodhisattva.
It was only at this moment that Lingji Bodhisattva came back to his senses and looked at the terrifying golden dragons beside him that emitted the Great Perfection of the Great Luo Jinxian. He no longer cared about the God-Destroying Shield in his hands and said in a voiceless voice: "What is this!"
In response to this, Zhu Tianpeng completely put away his fearful look, looked at Lingji Bodhisattva with cold eyes and said, "You guess."
After hearing this, Lingji Bodhisattva's expression darkened, and he glanced at Zhu Tianpeng. Seeing that cold smile, his inner uneasiness reached its peak.
Suddenly, Lingji Bodhisattva seemed to have thought of something. He immediately moved his eyes away from Zhu Tianpeng and stared at the two golden dragons beside him. He shouted in horror: "This, this, this is the golden dragon scissors."
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"Zhu Tianpeng, what do you want to do? If you don't quickly remove the golden dragon shears, I will return the God-Destroying Mask to you now!"
"Marshal Tianpeng, don't forget your current identity. You are now a member of Western Buddhism. I am a Bodhisattva and I am your superior. You cannot kill me. Tathagata Buddha will not let you go if you kill me.
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"..."
In an instant, Lingji, the arrogant Bodhisattva, became humble and humble.
After knowing that the thing that locked him was the golden dragon scissors, Lingji was very aware of the power of this thing. In the age of gods, Sanxiao could kill more than one or two Da Luo Jinxian Dzogchen with the golden dragon scissors.
The most important thing is that Lingji doesn't want to die yet. He is a high-ranking Bodhisattva in the Western religion. He is only one step away from becoming a quasi-sage and becoming the overlord of the three realms. How could he die here?
Unfortunately, Zhu Tianpeng was not moved at all by Lingji's begging for mercy. He raised the corner of his mouth and said: "As early as hundreds of years ago, this marshal said that those who plot against me will definitely make those who plot against me pay a heavy price. Lingji, you
Just go on your way with peace of mind!"
After saying this, Zhu Tianpeng did not hesitate or hesitate. With a thought, the golden dragon scissors started.
As the roar of the dragon resounded, the two golden dragons instantly turned into scissors.
Click——
The scissors were brought together, directly separating Lingji's body and head. His soul was severely damaged in an instant, and became dim. The screams resounded throughout the Huangfengling area, startling flying birds.