Chapter 1833 Can the Monk From Mount Xumi Die?

He has a bald head, is a human, and got the Zhiwen Bell.

There is also the monk Xingnian from Mount Xumi crossing the river alone in a boat.

Who else could this young bald man who suddenly attacked at this moment be but the little monk from Mount Xumi? !

Yang Yu, the fifth new king of the Heavenly Ranking, finally fell into eternal extinction after dying twice and turning back time to revive twice.

He risked his life for the Zhiwen Bell, and finally died in front of the Zhiwen Bell, which might be considered a wish come true.

Of course, Yang Yu himself would never think so.

His body turned into ashes, and the Buddha's light no longer existed.

His robes, the mallet in his hand, the hidden wooden fish... were all seen through, decomposed, and burned.

Only the last angry voice, the three words Mount Xumi, were like a mountain, rolling towards Jiang Wang.

It fell into the boundless sea of ​​fire, but was not burned. Instead, it was revealed by sound, one word jumped into another, and one character changed into another.

The golden light was flowing, and the characters shuttled through the sea of ​​fire.

Although they were still burned, they could not be relieved immediately. They avoided Zhiwen, and then fell on the enemy's head one by one, turning into a golden light tower, covering directly, and imprisoned the green-shirted bald man who came with a sword!

Yang Yu knew Zhiwen Bell too well!

If he was given a chance, he would even be sure to lock the little monk from Mount Xumi from using Zhiwen Bell.

Unfortunately, the incident happened suddenly, and the thief bald from Mount Xumi did not give him any chance.

At the last moment of his life, he transformed [Shenzhu Bude Mantra] into [Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra], and used the essential change of Buddha's thoughts in an instant to avoid Zhiwen of Zhiwen Bell. And with the three-character sound of Mount Xumi, he stacked it into an eight-treasure tower, and sealed the little monk who killed him inside.

At this moment, there was no evil outside the sky, and the great bodhisattva could not interfere here.

If I don't do this, who can do it?

Indeed... Indeed, I am already dead.

It is true that the Rat Monk of the Black Lotus Temple is still nearby.

If the Zhiwen Bell is taken away by the monks of Mount Xumi, it is better to leave it in the hands of the old enemy!

No matter what, it is still the Zhiwen Bell of the demon world, not the bell of the human race!

This last regret, of course, also dissipated like smoke.

But the golden pagoda is there after all.

Yang Yu's mood...may be known.

Or maybe not.

The moment when the rat Galan heard the Zhiwen Bell and saw the Zhiwen Bell, his eyes lit up!

It takes no effort to find it after searching everywhere!

Yang Yu's front foot turned into ashes, and his back foot had already trampled through the sea of ​​​​gods. Behind him, the virtual image of the angry Vajra condensed, and the golden Buddha's palm lifted the Black Lotus Altar. It was like holding a bowl and instantly turning it upside down on the Eight Treasures Pagoda!

At this moment, the Black Lotus Altar changed from real to virtual, piercing through the Eight Treasures Pagoda and the long sword of the bald man in green clothes, and landed accurately on the Zhiwen Bell, silencing the already shaking bell for a while, making it completely silent.

What's so great about the monks on Mount Xumi?

The great Bodhisattva Xingnian Zen Master must die.

This little monk in the divine realm must not die?

The result of Yang Yu being blown into ashes was indeed abrupt. Even as strong as the fifth new king of the Heavenly Ranking, his body and soul were destroyed in just a moment. But with his vision as a rat Galan, of course he could see clearly what played a key role in the process. So the first thing to do in this battle is to strip the Zhiwen Bell!

And this is not impossible for him now. Because all his preparations for entering the Shenxiao world were to seize the Zhiwen Bell, and he had reserved enough ways to deal with the Zhiwen Bell.

Saying "deal with the Zhiwen Bell" is too much of a compliment to himself. But to deal with the little monk holding the bell and prevent him from exerting the power of the Zhiwen Bell, the great bodhisattvas of the Black Lotus Temple have countless ways.

At such a moment——

The ancient god surnamed Jiang, who had just come out of the mirror world, decisively changed his target when his primary target Zhu Lanruo was alerted in advance, burned Yang Yu to death, and completed the feat of instantly killing the new king of the demon clan's heavenly list.

But Yang Yu was by no means a soft persimmon that was easy to pinch. Although he was penetrated by the Zhiwen Bell and all his defenses were invalid before the Samadhi True Fire, he still left his own counterattack before his death.

The Eight Treasures Pagoda Seal summoned by the Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra was aimed at the extraordinary body movement of the monk from Mount Xumi.

With his strength, he made many judgments at a glance and was sure that the only chance for the little monk from Mount Xumi would only come from escaping. If he was surrounded by the demon kings present, there would be no chance.

So he wanted to stop this, cut off his way of life, and die with him.

Although Jiang Wang held the Zhiwen Bell, he was not superstitious about it. Although Yang Yu was burned to death, he did not relax his vigilance. Because he was also the kind of person who would fight back before he died completely.

The Buddha character transformed by the Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra suddenly passed through the sea of ​​fire and turned into an eight-treasure pagoda to suppress it. He also shook the Zhiwen Bell as soon as possible to analyze the eight-treasure pagoda.

Unfortunately, the bronze bell only rang half a time before it was sealed by Shu Jialan with the black lotus altar. After all, it was the work of the Heavenly Demon Sealing Bell, and no matter how fast Chang Xiangsi came out, he could not cut it off.

A black lotus mark was engraved on the body of the ancient bronze bell, and the power of "Ru Shi Zhiwen" came to an abrupt end.

The situation is very dangerous!

Although Shu Jialan and Yang Yu were enemies who died twice together, they reached a perfect cooperation in this way.

The so-called rebirth of the dead is not only for the human race.

At this moment, Jiang Wang, who had opened the voice-hearing fairy state, also captured more information about the killing of strong men, such as Zhu Lanruo and Ling Xihua, who could fight him to death!

He fell straight down -

Under his feet was the flying flowers of Samadhi True Fire, which burned through the Eight Treasures Pagoda first.

For this technique that has lost its host, half-hearing is enough.

Of course Rat Galan has arrived!

The real fire dissipated, 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's edge. Jiang Wang flew quickly, almost brushing the shoulder of the true disciple of Black Lotus Temple. Too fast! People are astonished, only given the time to glance.

Shu Jialan's seal shook the sky, and the 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 now, this little monk from Mount Xumi has been observing for an unknown amount of time! He must make changes and show strength that he has never shown before, so that he can open up a path to victory and avoid falling into the trap.

With a big hand, he tore off the cassock, and like a roll of night, took away this dangerous fire flower, not giving it the chance to continue to see into himself.

His muscular upper body was now naked. Muscles piled up and formed various Buddha 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 ordinary Buddhist compassion, but has majestic power. There is a majestic beauty rarely seen in mountain gates.

At this moment, his body was approaching the limit of this state, and his energy and blood leaked out of his body, steaming like hot mist. As a result, it becomes increasingly apparent that thousands of Buddhas are competing against each other and are irresistible.

Only one punch came out - and thousands of punches fell in the void.

The thousand Buddhas worshiped the mountain, but 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 worshiped by thousands of Buddhas, and he was just a lonely mountain. 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 the fist with his palm.

The Bodhisattva of Six Desires sits at the Gate of Heaven!

Whether it was an illusion or reality at this time, in the physical body or in the soul, Shu Jialan didn't care at all. Power is everything, and the limit of power is the limit of Buddhism. Thousands of Buddhas worship the mountain and only go towards the mountain.

He has shown his limit and must strive for success.

Then thousands of fists struck the sky, killing the Bodhisattva and attacking the gate of heaven. No matter when, where or what the situation is, he will 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 marks 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 take this punch forcefully. It’s even hard to say it’s acceptable.

The Shenxiao Bureau is a place where the demons are everywhere, and the Shenshan Mountain is where the demon king is waiting.

If it was not necessary, how could 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 knowledge made up for it. Jiang Wang's steps were extremely graceful, and after a few sudden turns, he released his fist.

Then he held the misfortune seal silently with his left palm, suddenly turned it over, 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 with a spear!

But facing him was a divine bird, a puff of red fire.

How could he dare to take it upon himself to witness 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 picked up the bone spear in his hand and opened the bone cage on the spot to block the sea of ​​fire. But it turned into a black mist, rising 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 recover, escape from the pagoda, fight the rat Jialan, and 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 Shegu Yu, who also saw the dressing mirror, was of course better able to understand the battle, 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 lone boat, and he is worthy of the name of Mount Sumeru.

But that mirror instantly reminded her of that afternoon at the Lianxi Inn where she looked in the mirror and made up alone.

She thought she understood why Lu Shichiro suddenly rushed into the inn at that time. It was clearly the inspiration of the King of Inspiration, capturing 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 understood who had discovered her and why Yuan Mengji suddenly looked under the bed. There must be some connection that she had not noticed.

Then what was the relationship between Chai Asi and the Taiping ghost messenger next to him?

Chai Asi, who was being watched, was also in a state of ups and downs.

When he saw the mirror, he was startled.

He subconsciously felt his arms and breathed a sigh of relief... Fortunately, the mirror was still there.

Although it is said that divine objects are self-concealed, it is not good to look too ordinary. It is always easy to be misunderstood!

With his cultivation, he could not see that the blue-shirted monk was flying high and swooped down a destined web!

Zhu Lanruo made a move!

It was indeed amazing that the little monk from Xumi Mountain killed Yang Yu instantly.

But of course she would not react slower than Shu Jialan and Ling Xihua. The reason why she was late was just right.

In the direction that the little monk from Xumi Mountain would definitely choose to escape, she spread the net and caught him if she touched it.

This net is tied with the Fountain of Youth and knotted with cause and effect. Once entangled, cause and effect are not eliminated, and the spirit will decay.

But just when this destined net was about to unfold its destined fate, the monk in green fell like an eagle with broken wings... just avoiding the giant net that appeared from the sky!

Zhu Lanruo frowned. My prediction... was predicted?

But Jiang Wang just got out of it and turned back, from the sky to the mountainside - bang!

The red fire line flowed, the frost wind spread out, the light of the heavenly mansion shook, and he fought and killed the blue spirit of Shujialan with one sword.

At this time, Tianwai Wuxie, his Xinglou could not be used.

But it did not affect his Daotu Killing Sword, which could still bring disaster to the opponent.

This is the second style of the True Self Dao Sword. Those who are not me and praise me are not me!

A sword pressed down, like a thousand mountains sinking suddenly.

The terrifying pressure fell directly into the depths of Shujialan's soul.

It seemed that countless demons were pointing at him and cursing him, and his fellow disciples and brothers turned against him.

You are a Buddhist who betrays Buddha, you are a seed of evil, you might as well be a dog in Gunan Mountain!

All the evil grudges only ask one question -

Can you bear the slander of the world?

At first glance, it seems that this blue-clothed monk from Mount Xumi has never planned to escape from the beginning. After killing Yang Yu, he wants to kill Shu Jialan by force!

This is such a terrifying sword. Ling Xihua only felt the sword intent from a distance, and blood veins appeared in the corners of his eyes.

And Shu Jialan was still upset about losing the enemy's track. He was flying high and wanted to chase this person, but he happened to face this sword!

His naked and strong upper body, muscles all bulged like a Buddha statue. Under this terrifying pressure, he bit his steel teeth and refused to avoid it.

Instead, he made a "zha" sound in his mouth, used his flesh palm as a steel knife, and slashed at the enemy's neck fiercely!

He still didn't believe it. With so many demon kings and geniuses at the scene, even if they were not united, could a human god turn the world upside down?

It was nothing more than exchanging injuries for injuries, fighting for life.

He slashed with his palm knife, and roared fiercely: "The monks of Gunan Mountain died, the monks of Heilian Temple were injured, can your monks of Xumi Mountain be injured? Can they die?!"

For some reason, he seemed to feel that the other party's eyes were stunned for a moment, perhaps shocked by his courage to die?

But what surprised Shu Jialan the most was that the sword... was not accurate.

The majestic sword of the monk in green shirt passed through him, and the miss was outrageous.

As strong as the little monk of Xumi Mountain, who killed Yang Yu instantly, could actually cut the air with one sword?

Shu Jialan suddenly turned around, only to see that the monk in green was carrying a mighty force, slashing down the mountain platform with a sword, breaking the hairy palm of the giant ape, and landing on the bronze giant tripod...

The sparks from the long sword and the tripod ears were blessed by a ray of red, infused with the majestic sword intent, and fell on the spark deep in the ashes.

Boom!

This Heavenly Demon Altar was ignited!

What was used to ignite it?

Used the Samadhi True Fire, the ashes of a Heavenly Demon Seed!

What is the Heavenly Demon Altar?

The demon race used it to open up the chaotic world and light up the light of civilization.

What kind of existence is the Godly Sky King Yu Zhen?

He once traveled back and forth to the Chaos Sea.

Where is the world outside this Godly Sky?

Jiang Wang didn't know, but there must be a Chaos Sea outside this world.

So when the Heavenly Demon Altar is ignited again, can it open up a short path out of the Chaos Sea?

With the Zhiwen Bell in hand, can you sense the journey home that the Buddha once took?

Will the burning of the Heavenly Demon Altar in the Divine Sky World echo the layout that Yu Zhen had infiltrated the world?

What's more, can the abnormal movement of the Chaos Sea attract the attention of the powerful human race? The human race has blocked the demon race for so many years, it is impossible not to pay attention to the Chaos Sea!

There was no hope, but he created hope.

This is the first way he envisioned for himself to go home -

The sky drum roared, and the humanities were enlightened!