After the demonization of the White Phoenix King, he was infinitely close to being a titled Jiedu Envoy. He had strong demonic power and was not inferior to Zhou Yi.
However, even if the Buddha is the enemy of demons, he can also defeat demons.
King Hakuho's transformation into a demon was basically to send him to the muzzle of the gun himself.
Bang!
The three-foot-tall white chicken corpse fell to the ground.
However, an orange shadow flew out like lightning and rushed to the body of King Bai Feng, greedily sucking the essence that had not yet dissipated.
It's the little raccoon slave.
"You're a raccoon slave who knows how to take advantage of others."
Zhou Yi shook his head slightly, but did not stop it.
This raccoon slave was originally an ordinary orange cat, but because of Fang Ziqi, a human arbiter, he was involved in a demon king situation, and accidentally opened his spirituality. Since then, opportunities have continued, including today.
At this point, the only thing I can do is to keep an eye on this cat demon who always loves to act coquettishly towards me, and prevent it from running around in the future.
The dozen or so monsters that followed King Hakuho had dispersed and fled in a hurry as soon as Hakuho was defeated.
They are also smart and can escape in different directions. They are also birds and can fly very fast.
Even though Zhou Yi released the golden monk, he only chased and killed half of them, while the remaining half fled.
Boom!
There was a loud noise in my ears.
Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of shattering one after another.
But Hei Wuchang took the opportunity to break out of the formation and kill Master Qingyu in Mount Luofu.
Zhou Yi turned his attention to the body of King Bai Feng.
"That's almost it."
Zhou Yi stretched out his hand and photographed the greedy little raccoon slave from the air.
The little raccoon slave kept struggling, but could not escape Zhou Yi's Wuzhishan. He sighed longly and curled up motionless, with a look of aggrievedness on his face.
Zhou Yi looked at the lines of small black characters rising from the body of King Bai Feng.
The life experience of this White Phoenix King is also quite bizarre.
More than five hundred years ago, cockfighting was popular among both the government and the public.
From the common people in the market to the nobles with hairpins, even princes and grandsons, everyone likes this game.
There is another kind of chicken among them, called Xuefeng Nuqing chicken.
Rumor has it that this chicken possesses the most yang energy in the world and can not only fight eagles and birds of prey, but also hunt ghosts and monsters at night.
A grandson of the royal family spared no expense and finally bought a snow phoenix and angry rooster from overseas. He played with it day and night and would not leave it. Even when traveling, he would carry it with him.
One year later, according to the imperial edict, the prince and grandson took a boat all the way south from the Nanting River to Lingnan Road to find a well-known local hermit master and invite him to become a heavenly master in the court.
But when they arrived at the junction of Jiannan and Lingnan, they were invaded by water ghosts. Most of the boatmen on the ship were possessed by ghosts and fell into nightmares.
The accompanying sorcerers couldn't solve it, so they had no choice but to offer advice to Wang Sun. If they released the Snow Phoenix and Angry Yang Chicken, they might be able to restrain the water ghost.
The prince and grandson had no choice but to tear open the sealing talisman and release the Snow Phoenix, Nu Qing Chicken from the cage.
That night, the Snow Phoenix and the Angry Chicken pecked and killed six water ghosts, and the rest of the water ghosts naturally fled.
Wang Sun was overjoyed and was about to reward the Snow Phoenix and Nu Qing Chicken, but the chicken turned back and crowed at him, then flew out of the ship, flew across the river, and disappeared into the night mist.
Wang Sun, who was crying bitterly, didn't know.
From the moment he left the royal palace and boarded the ship heading to the south, Aiji was already targeted by a golden-winged bird.
The golden-winged bird hovered day and night in the depths of the sky where the boatmen could not see it, preaching sermons to the fighting cocks on the boat.
As for King Bai Feng, he was already extremely talented. He was taught by the Golden-winged Dapeng and his spirituality was enlightened. Naturally, he would no longer be willing to be a cockfighter.
Even the Chicken King in the palace who is well-dressed and well-fed and served by beauties is far inferior to a carefree Demon King.
In a sense, King Bai Feng and Grandma Kongshan can be regarded as brothers and sisters from the same sect.
However, it is obvious that in the heart of the Golden-winged Dapeng, Grandma Kongshan is the most special one. She is expected to achieve Taiyin in the future and become the Lord of the underworld, and she often takes care of her eccentrically.
Perhaps because of this, King White Phoenix chose to choose another high branch to counterattack the Mist Palace when the Golden-winged Dapeng Demon King was in despair.
And the person it surrenders to is...
Bang!
There was a loud sound not far away.
The battle between Xiaoqian and Luofu Shan Qingyu has also come to an end.
Empress Xiao Qian, who was wearing a thick black dress, was prostrate and worshiped by more than a dozen female ghosts. She held Qing Yu's neck with one hand in the air.
The body of Master Qingyu was lying quietly on the ground.
The head collapsed, the chest was damaged, black blood flowed all over the ground, and the flowers and trees withered when stained with blood.
What was caught in the air by Hei Wuchang was the soul of Master Qingyu.
Although he is a real person, his soul and energy remain intact, and he is invulnerable to water and fire. His soul also possesses cultivation and soul power.
However, the purity of his soul at this time was not even as good as that of the widower brothers who had been shocked to death by the demonic aura earlier.
The soul of Master Qingyu is completely dark and gloomy. Although it is also transparent, it is not clear and clear. It has obviously been eroded.
He seemed to be aware of Zhou Yi's gaze.
The black energy in Qingyu's soul began to condense.
Like loaches and thin snakes, they swim up from various parts of the soul body and gather in the chest.
"Buzz!"
The demonic shadow poked its head out.
It was as if a wandering neck and head protruded from Qingyu's soul and chest.
"Want to run?"
A cold light flashed in Hei Wuchang's eyes.
The energy of Taiyin spiraled up and turned into long arms of ghostly energy, wrapping around the demonic figure.
The demonic shadow shrank slightly, but did not struggle. It was leisurely and let out a Qingyue laughter, "Grandma Kongshan, you actually betrayed Lord Fantian and took refuge with a monk. It's interesting. Back then Lord Fantian and the others created chaos.
The purpose of the Taoist Alliance is to prevent the re-emergence of Buddhism. It never imagined that its beloved disciple, whom it regarded as the future lord of the underworld, would actually become a lackey of Buddhism."
Hei Wuchang's expression was cold, unmoved by the provocation at all, and he said calmly:
"How do you know so much?"
Zhou Yi's laughter sounded from behind.
"Xiaoqian, you haven't recognized it yet, who is it?"
Hei Wuchang was stunned, staring at the demonic shadow, his eyes changing, as if he was identifying something: "It is..."
Zhou Yi walked over slowly and said as he walked: "Have you forgotten what the golden-winged roc came to you in the form of a young man that year, a month and a half before your wedding?
He said that he asked an old overseas friend for an elixir that could help you escape your fate.
The person who gave you the elixir, the devil who possessed you, is right in front of you, but you can't recognize it?"
Buzz!
There was a roar in Hei Wuchang's mind.
She stared at the demonic figure, her eyes filled with anger and resentment, and her body trembled slightly.
Hundreds of years ago, if it hadn't been for the pill given to her by the Golden-winged Dapeng, she would not have fallen into the devil's path overnight, killing her whole family and half of the Shen family village, and finally committed suicide with hatred, and her soul was possessed by the Golden-winged Peng.
Dapeng brought her into Youdang Mountain, transformed into Grandma Kongshan, and became a ghost king.
She suppressed her murderous intention and endured the suffering without taking action.
Because she knew that the demonic shadow in front of her was just a clone thought of the other party.
The demonic figure raised his head and looked at Zhou Yi: "Little monk, you not only ruined my good deeds, but also knew so many secrets. It's a pity that with the order to kill the monk, even if I am not in the middle-earth, you won't be able to stay alive for long.
"
Zhou Yi smiled: "Really? Then you may be disappointed. You are an overseas friend of Golden-winged Dapeng, but while he was in trouble, you secretly instigated and seduced King Bai Feng and Master Qingyu to come to Wu Palace to seize the Taiyin Avenue. If you are
It knows, but I don’t know if it will come to settle accounts with you?”
The demonic shadow was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "I have not met Lord Fantian for decades. Even if it is it, it is impossible to know my true identity now. Young monk, please stop testing me."
Zhou Yi's smile did not diminish and he whispered the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha, you are wrong again, the young monk doesn't even bother to test it.
Others don’t know, but this little monk knows exactly where you, the devil, is hiding.”
The demonic figure was about to sneer when he heard the monk opposite said calmly: