He has a bald head again, is a human race again, and got the Zhiwen Bell again.
There was also Zen Master Xing Nian from Mount Xumi crossing the river in a lonely boat.
The young bald man who suddenly took action at this moment was not a young monk from Mount Xumi, who could he be?!
Yang Yu, who was fifth in the list of new kings, finally fell into eternal silence after dying twice and being resurrected twice.
He did not hesitate to live and die for the sake of knowing and hearing the bell, and dying before the knowledge and hearing bell in the end may be regarded as a kind of fulfillment.
Of course, Yang Yu himself would definitely not think so.
His body turned into ashes, and the Buddha's light ceased to exist.
His cassock, the gavel he held in his hand, the hidden wooden fish... were all seen through, decomposed, and incinerated.
Only the last angry sound, those three words "Xumi Mountain", were like a mountain, crushing towards Jiang Wang.
Falling into the boundless sea of fire, it was not burned. Instead, it appeared from sound, one word jumped into another, one character changed into another.
The golden glow flows, and the characters shuttle through the sea of fire.
Although they were still burned, they could not be relieved immediately. They avoided Zhiwen, and then word by word, they smashed down on the enemy's head, turning into a golden light tower, directly covering it, and killing the green-shirted bald man who came with a sword.
, confine this place!
Yang Yu knows the Zhiwen Bell too well!
If he was given a chance, he would even be sure to block the use of the Zhiwen Bell by this young monk from Mount Xumi.
It's a pity that the incident happened suddenly, and the thief from Mount Xumi didn't give him the slightest chance.
At the last moment of his life, he transformed the [Shendong Indestructible Mantra] into the [Vajra Mantra to Subdue Demons], and used the essential change of Buddhist chanting for a moment to avoid the knowledge and hearing bell. Instead, he used the three-character sound of Mount Sumeru,
Stacked up into a pagoda of eight treasures, the young monk who killed him was sealed inside.
There is no evil in the sky at this moment, and the great Bodhisattva cannot interfere here.
If I don't do this, who can?
It is true...it is true that he is already dead.
It is true that the rat monk from Black Lotus Temple is still around.
But if Wen Zhong was just taken away by the monks from Mount Xumi, it would be better for him to remain in the hands of his old enemy!
No matter what, it is still the bell of knowledge in the demon world, not the bell of the human race!
Of course, these last remaining thoughts disappeared like smoke.
But the golden pagoda is already there after all.
Yang Yu's mood... may be known.
Or maybe it's not known.
The moment Shu Jialan heard the Zhiwen Bell ringing and saw the Zhiwen Bell, his eyes lit up!
No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find anything, and it won't take any effort at all!
The sheep healed and his front feet turned to ashes, and his back feet had already stepped through the divine sea. Behind him, the virtual appearance of the angry-eyed King Kong condensed, and the golden Buddha palm held up the black lotus altar. It was like holding a bowl and instantly flipping it upside down in the Eight Treasures Pagoda.
superior!
At this moment, the Black Lotus Sacrifice Altar changed from reality to reality, penetrated the Eight Treasures Pagoda, and also penetrated the long sword with a green shirt and bald head. It accurately landed on the Zhiwen Bell, annihilating the already shaking bell for half a ring.
, making it completely silent.
What's so great about the monks on Mount Sumeru?
The great Bodhisattva Xing Nian Zen Master died.
Can this little monk who is on the verge of death die?
The result of Yang Yu being blown to ashes was indeed sudden, as powerful as the fifth new king on the Heavenly Ranking, and his body and soul were destroyed in just an instant. But with his eyesight, Shu Jialan could certainly see clearly what played a key role in this.
So the first thing to do in this battle is to peel off the Zhiwen Bell!
And this is not impossible for him now. Because all his preparations for entering the world of Shenxiao are to seize the Zhiwen Bell, there are already enough ways to deal with the Zhiwen Bell.
To say "deal with the Zhiwen Bell" is to flatter yourself too much. But to deal with the young monk holding the bell, so that he cannot exert the power of the Zhiwen Bell, the great Bodhisattvas of Black Lotus Temple have countless methods.
At such a moment——
The Ancient God surnamed Jiang had just emerged from the mirror world. When his primary target, Spider Lanruo, was alerted in advance, he decisively changed his target and burned Yang Yu to death, completing the feat of instantly killing the new king of the demon clan.
But Yang Yu is by no means a soft persimmon to be pinched. Even though he was well informed and all his defenses failed before the Samadhi True Fire, he still left behind his own counterattack when he died.
The Eight Treasures Pagoda summoned by the Vajra Curse is aimed at the outstanding body skills of the monks of Mount Xumi.
With his strength, he can make many judgments at a glance, and he is sure that the only chance for this young monk from Mount Xumi is to escape. It would be unlucky to be surrounded by the demon kings present.
Therefore, he wanted to stop him, cut off his way of survival, and return with him.
Although Jiang Wang held the Zhiwen Bell, he was not superstitious about the Zhiwen Bell. Although he burned Yang Yu, he did not relax his vigilance. Because he was also the kind of person who would fight back before he died completely.
The Buddhist characters transformed by the Vajra Volcano Curse suddenly passed through the sea of fire and turned into the Eight Treasures Pagoda. He also immediately shook the Zhiwen Bell to analyze the Eight Treasures Pagoda.
Unfortunately, the bronze bell only rang for half a tone before it was sealed by Shu Jialan with the black lotus altar. After all, it was the work of the heavenly demon Feng Zhong. No matter how fast the Sauvignon Blanc came out, it could not be cut off.
The body of the ancient bronze bell was engraved with the mark of a black lotus, and the power of "Rushi Zhiwen" came to an abrupt end.
The situation is critical!
Although Shu Jialan and Yang Yu were enemies who died together twice, they achieved perfect cooperation in this way.
The so-called succession of the dead is not unique to the human race.
At this moment, Jiang Wang, who had turned on the voice-hearing immortal state, also captured the news that more powerful people were coming to kill him, such as Spider Lanruo and Ling Xihua, all of whom could fight to the death with him!
He fell straight down——
The true fire of Samadhi with flying flowers beneath its feet burned through the Eight Treasures Pagoda first.
For this technique that has lost its host, half-sound knowledge is enough.
Of course Rat Galan has arrived!
The real fire dispersed, and the blue clouds were trampled to pieces.
There was the sound of breaking jade, and the long sword cut Shu Jialan's fist three times in a row. While blocking Shu Jialan's offensive, he also turned his direction with the sword edge. Jiang Wang flew over quickly, almost grazing this man.
Walking away on the shoulder of the True Master of Black Lotus Temple. Too fast! People are like a startled giant, only giving them time to glance.
Shu Jialan's seal turned the sky upside down, and Vajra Xuxiang behind him opened his eyes angrily, and two rays of Buddha light shot out quickly, chasing Jiang Wang's now bare back head.
Jiang Wang suddenly turned around!
The clear eyes have turned to red gold, the dry-yang red pupils have been opened, and the immortal light hits the Buddha's light!
The red-gold gaze shattered the golden gaze! There was also a fire flower formed from the true fire of samadhi, which fell on Shu Jialan's body.
Shu Jialan has a feeling that he is being targeted everywhere, and he knows that this is not an illusion. From the time he entered the world of Shenxiao to the present, this little monk from Mount Xumi has been observing for an unknown amount of time! He must make changes and show that he has never seen anything before.
Only by showing the strength can you open the way to victory and avoid falling into the trap.
With a big hand, he tore off the cassock, and like a roll of night, he took away this dangerous firework, without giving it any chance to gain insight into himself.
The muscular upper body was now naked. The muscles were piled up, forming various Buddha's back shapes, as if they were clinging to the cliff and climbing to the top of the mountain.
The secrets of Black Lotus Temple, thousands of Buddhas worshiping the mountain!
It is not like the compassion of ordinary Buddhists, but has majestic power. It has a majestic beauty rarely seen in mountain gates.
At this moment, his body was approaching the limit of this state, and his Qi and blood leaked out of his body, steaming like hot mist. It became more and more obvious that thousands of Buddhas were competing with each other, and their momentum was unstoppable.
Only one punch came out - and thousands of punches fell in the void.
Thousands of Buddhas worshiped at the mountain, and the top of the mountain was actually Jiang Wang.
And the Buddha's Thousand Fists spread all over the body, and each punch has various changes, blocking all possibilities of escape and locking the "mountain" in it!
At this time, he was being worshiped by thousands of Buddhas, and he was just a lonely mountain. However, Jiang Wang's eyes turned slightly and found Shu Jialan's gaze.
The world of souls suddenly opened.
What Shu Jialan saw was still thousands of Buddhas worshiping the mountain, and thousands of fists still pounding at the little monk on Mount Xumi.
But the sky suddenly exited an ancient and noble portal, and the sky cave opened. A kind-eyed Bodhisattva stretched out his big shining hands and met his fist with his palm.
The Six Desires Bodhisattva sits at the Gate of Heaven!
At this time, Shu Jialan didn't care whether it was illusion or reality, in the physical body or in the soul. Power is everything, and the limit of power is the limit of Buddhism. Thousands of Buddhas worshiped the mountain and only went towards the mountain.
He has shown his limit and must fight for it.
So he punched the sky with thousands of fists, killed the Bodhisattva, and attacked the gate of heaven. No matter when, where, or what the situation was, he would turn the world upside down!
But all was lost in a blink of an eye.
The Bodhisattva of unknown rank in Mount Sumeru disappeared, and the ancient and noble door suddenly closed, shutting him down.
Only the young monk in Tsing Yi with his shiny bald head walked through the fist prints all over the sky, like a fish in the water or an eagle in the sky.
Not to mention that his physical injuries have not yet fully recovered, even at his peak state, Jiang Wang would not be able to accept this punch forcefully. It is even difficult to say that he can accept it.
The Shenxiao Bureau is a place where the demons have their tricks everywhere, and the Shenxiao Mountain is where the demon kings are waiting around.
If it is not necessary, how can he be willing to confront anyone head-on and easily consume himself?
Although the soul is fully recovered and has the confidence to compete with any opponent, this bombardment at the level of the soul is still just a test.
It is the changes in Thousand Buddhas Worshiping Mountain that are being tested!
Having seen a change in the world of souls, his knowledge and insights made up for it. Jiang Wang's steps were extremely graceful, and after a few sudden turns, he released his fists.
Then he held the misfortune seal silently with his left palm, turned it over suddenly, and Bifang printed it!
The one-legged divine bird carried the sea of red fire, surging like a tide, and met the so-called spirit race who were still in a patchwork state!
While they were chasing each other, the cautious Zhu Lanruo hadn't caught up yet, but Ling Xihua, who had nowhere to vent his murderous intent, had already come forward with a spear!
But facing him was a divine bird, a puff of red fire.
How could he dare to do it if he saw how Yang Yu was burned to death?
In particular, he felt a ray of sword intent rising into the sky, and the tip of the sword seemed to be pressed against his chest.
Immediately, he lifted the bone spear in his hand and opened the bone cage on the spot to block the sea of fire. However, he turned into a black mist and flew high into the sky.
But the green-robed monk suddenly sheathed his sword, made another twist in the air, got rid of all the energy locks, and flew to the top of the sacred mountain.
The blue sky and blue sea are gone!
Jinghong disappeared without a trace.
Such reactions, such speed!
Kill the sheep to heal, escape from the pagoda, fight the rat Jialan, retreat the spirit Xihua, almost all in one go.
Before Zhu Dali could come to his senses, the monk in green shirt, who was suspected of being a messenger, had disappeared without a trace.
And Sheguyu, who also saw the dressing mirror, could of course understand the battle better, and thus better understand the terror of this human monk. He is worthy of being the descendant of Zen Master Xing Nian who crossed the river in a boat, and worthy of Mount Sumeru.
The name.
It was just that mirror that instantly reminded her of that afternoon at the Lianxi Inn where she spent time alone in front of the mirror.
She thought she understood why Lu Qilang suddenly rushed into that inn at that time. It was clearly the inspiration of the King of Inspiration, who captured the genius of the human race!
She felt particularly uneasy when she thought about every frown, smile, and every move she made at that time, a pair of eyes staring at her in the mirror, and such a powerful person...
Why didn't he take action against himself at that time?
She thought she also understood who discovered her and why Yuan Mengji suddenly looked under the bed. There must be some connection that she was not aware of.
So what is the relationship between that Chai Asi... and the Taiping Guizha next to him?
Chai Asi's mood was also ups and downs as he was being watched.
When he saw the mirror, he was horrified.
I subconsciously felt it in my arms, and then breathed a sigh of relief... Fortunately, the mirror is still there.
Although it is said that mythical objects keep themselves obscure, it is not good to look too ordinary. It is always easy to misunderstand!
With his level of cultivation, he would not be able to see that from the high place where the monk in green robes was flying, he threw down a destined net!
Spider Lanruo takes action!
The young monk from Mount Xumi killed a sheep and healed it instantly. It was truly amazing.
But of course her reaction would not be slower than that of Shu Jialan and Ling Xihua. The reason why she came late was because it was just right.
In the direction that the young monk from Mount Xumi would definitely choose to escape, she opened the net and caught him if he touched it.
This net uses the spring water of immortality as a rope and cause and effect as knots. Once entangled, cause and effect will not be worn away, and the spirit will inevitably decay.
But just when this destined net was about to unfold its destined destiny, the monk in green shirt fell like an eagle with broken wings... just avoiding the giant net appearing from the sky!
Spider Lanruo frowned. My prediction...was predicted?
But it was said that Jiang Wang had just escaped and turned back, from the sky to the mountainside - bang!
The red line of fire flowed out, the frost wind spread out, the light of heaven shook, and the rat Jialan sky spirit was killed in a sword fight.
At this time, there is no evil in the sky, and his star tower cannot be used.
But this does not affect his road-killing sword, which can still bring disaster to his opponents.
This is the second form of the True Self Tao Sword. If you don’t praise me, you will not be me!
With one strike of the sword, it was like a thousand mountains sinking suddenly.
The terrifying pressure fell directly into the depths of Shu Jialan's soul.
It seemed like countless monsters were pointing at him and scolding him, and his fellow disciples turned against him.
You scumbag, you evil seed, you might as well be a dog in the ancient Nanshan Mountain!
I only have one question for all kinds of resentment——
Can you bear the slander from the whole world?
At first glance, it seems that the green-robed monk from Mount Sumeru had no intention of escaping from the beginning. After attacking Yang Yu, he wanted to forcefully kill the rat Jialan!
This was such a terrifying sword. Ling Xihua could only feel the sword's intention from afar, and blood streaks appeared in the corners of his eyes.
Shu Jialan, who was still upset about missing the enemy, was flying high to pursue this person, but he happened to be facing Ma Yijian this time!
His naked and strong upper body, all the muscles bulged out like a Buddha statue. Under this terrifying pressure, he gritted his steel teeth and refused to evade even an inch.
Instead, he said "咒" in his mouth, used his flesh palm as a steel knife, and slashed at the enemy's neck fiercely!
He still doesn't believe it. There are so many demon kings and geniuses on the scene, even if they are not united, they can still make a human god come and turn the world upside down?
It's nothing more than trading injury for injury, fighting for life.
He slashed out with his palm knife and roared ferociously: "The monk from Mount Gunan can die, the monk from Black Lotus Temple can be injured. Can you, the monk from Mount Xumi, be injured? Can you die?!"
He didn't know why, but he seemed to feel that the other person's eyes were stunned for a moment, maybe he was shocked by his courage to fight to the death?
But what shocked Shu Jialan the most was that the sword was... inaccurate.
The majestic sword of the green-robed monk passed through him, with a ridiculous stagger.
A true little monk as powerful as Mount Sumeru, who can instantly kill a sheep and recover, can actually cut through the air with a single sword?
Shu Jialan suddenly turned around, only to see the monk in green shirt slashing down the mountain platform with a powerful sword, breaking the hairy palm of the giant ape, and landing on the giant bronze cauldron...
The sparks struck by the long sword and the tripod's ears were blessed by a wisp of red, focused by the majestic sword intent, and fell on the spark deep in the ashes.
boom!
This heavenly demon altar was set on fire!
What to ignite?
Use the true fire of samadhi, use the embers of a celestial demon's seed!
What is the Heavenly Demon Altar?
The demon clan once relied on it to open up the world of chaos and light up the light of civilization.
What kind of existence is Shenxiao Wang Yuzhen?
I once traveled to and from the Sea of Chaos.
Where is the world outside this divine world?
Jiang Wang doesn't know, but there must be a sea of chaos outside this world.
So if the Heavenly Demon Altar is ignited again, can a short-term path be opened out of the sea of chaos?
With the Knowledge Bell in hand, can you sense the Lord's journey home?
When the Heavenly Demon Altar is set alight in the world of Shenxiao, will it echo Yu Zhen's plan of sneaking into the human world?
What's more, can the changes in the Sea of Chaos attract the attention of the powerful humans? The human race has blocked the demon clan for so many years, and it is impossible not to pay attention to the Sea of Chaos!
There was no hope, but he came to create hope.
This was the first way he envisioned for himself to go home——
The drums of heaven roar, and humanity shines brightly!