Chapter 262 Title! Blood Sea Demon Dragon!

Yuezhou, Xingping Prefecture, Famen Temple.

Jiang Che, wearing a black martial arts robe, stood with his hands behind his back, overlooking the temple with a flourishing incense below, his eyes were neither sad nor happy.

He came here to kill.

After the Ning Wangfu and his subordinates summarized the channels, it was almost certain that the monk Wuchen, whom Chen Zhuo wanted to kill, was holding a Dharma Assembly here.

As one of the affiliated Buddhist sects under the Tianlong Temple, Famen Temple is much more important than Jinyuan Temple. For this reason, it is impossible for Jinyuan Temple to have the Vajra Arhat of Tianlong Temple hold a Dharma Assembly for many years.

But Famen Temple will hold a Vajra Dharma Assembly every three years, and every ten years, there will be an Arhat monk coming here, and this time, it happened to be the turn of the monk Wuchen.

Although the monk Wuchen had no grudges against him, it was a pity that he blocked the way ahead of Jiang Che. Jiang Che was determined to get the dragon essence and blood, and that Chen Zhuo. Jiang Che was also determined to get it.

Therefore, the monk Wuchen was bound to die.

Jiang Che has basically investigated this person's strength. His cultivation is not weak. He entered the realm of True Dan ten years ago. His strength is very strong, but that's all.

Compared with Gao Qinian, the two are almost on par with each other. Wu Chen may be stronger, but his absolute strength is limited. There is a big gap between him and Thunder of Dragon and Tiger Dao Sect.

It is even more different from him.

It can be said that this battle. As long as there are no accidents, it is almost a foregone conclusion.

Even with Jiang Che's strength, he can resolve the battle within ten breaths.

Slowly putting a replica of the bronze ghost mask on his face, Jiang Che's aura also changed. All kinds of evil thoughts were added to his body, which seemed extremely evil and mysterious.

The mask in Tiansha City has slowly returned to normal over time. This mask was specially made by him. Although it is not as good as the Tiansha ghost mask.

But it also has the effect of concealing the breath.

The reason why he didn't use his real identity to kill people was that he didn't want to tear his face with Tianlong Temple now. Although the two sides had a grudge for a long time, it seemed that Tianlong Temple had not used too radical means.

But if he showed his real identity, it would be a little hard to say.

The moment he put the mask on his face, Jiang Che's breath changed, and his powerful consciousness also dissipated towards Famen Temple below.

In Famen Temple.

The kind-looking monk Wuchen sat cross-legged on a high platform. Below him, hundreds of Famen Temple disciples sat cross-legged, all of whom were pious and experienced the Buddhist scriptures recited by Vajra.

Some even recited along with him.

The rolling Buddhist sound dissipated in all directions.

It was really a scene of a Buddhist monk preaching.

Opening his eyes and looking at the pious disciples below, Monk Wuchen's eyes were a little dazed. Once upon a time, he was full of evil and devoted himself to the devil's way, and his hands were stained with countless lives.

But now, he is sitting here and preaching openly.

Things are unpredictable

Of course, the current monk Wuchen has been influenced by his many years of Buddhist practice and knows how serious his sins were, so he needs to atone for his sins.

Punishing evil and promoting good in the world is atonement, and preaching here is also atonement.

He has a vague premonition that when his merits are complete, he will be able to understand the power of heaven and earth, and then it may not be impossible to break through the divine appearance.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, monk Wuchen felt a wanton and powerful divine thought covering him, frowned, and then turned into a calm well, stopped chanting, put his hands together, and placed them in front of him:

"Amitabha, I don't know which donor is visiting, please show up."

After the monk Wuchen finished speaking, the abbot of Famen Temple under the high platform also moved in his heart, and the divine thought began to dissipate, and the hundreds of Buddhist disciples around him looked solemn.

Huh!

With a whistle, everyone looked up instantly.

I saw a black stream of light streaking across the sky in the void, standing steadily in the void, with a bronze ghost mask on his face, and a strong and fierce aura on his body.

The person who came is not kind!

Just the appearance of such an appearance instantly made everyone present vaguely aware of this.

"I don't know where the donor is from?"

Monk Wuchen restrained the smile on his face and turned it into a solemn expression. In his perception, the person who came was definitely not an ordinary person, and even made him feel a little dangerous.

"I am entrusted by someone to take my life. Wuchen. It's time to pay back the blood debt you committed in the first half of your life."

Jiang Che said lightly.

"I have been repenting for my past sins, and I have been making up for them all these years." Monk Wuchen heard this and sighed lightly, a little sighing.

"If regret is useful, what is the use of law? Merit is merit, sin is sin. Do you want to be decent yourself, or do I give you dignity?" Jiang Che's voice was light, but the people present heard it clearly.

"You bold monster, dare to commit crimes in the quiet place of Buddhism, all disciples form a formation!" After hearing Jiang Che's words, the abbot of Famen Temple immediately stood up and glared at him.

At the same time, he shouted and prepared to take action.

At his command, hundreds of Buddhist disciples moved together, and golden light began to dissipate on the ground, covering the sky and the earth, obviously opening the formation.

Surrounded Jiang Che.

However, facing this situation, Jiang Che remained calm. Facing Famen Temple, he had no fear at all. He looked around with a hint of contempt.

"The benefactor came to collect debts, and the poor monk should have surrendered and been willing to die. But now that the poor monk has worldly affairs that he can't let go of, he can only try the benefactor's methods."

Monk Wuchen stared at Jiang Che.

Although he had some remorse for his past sins, he did not have the consciousness to pay for it with his life.

The good deeds he has done over the years are enough to make up for the sins he once committed.

What's more, he didn't even know who the visitor was, so how could he kill him at the first glance?

"It seems that you chose an unseemly way."

Jiang Che chuckled, and then, with his thoughts together, in an instant, a vague vision of a sea of ​​blood began to emerge, covering the entire Famen Temple.

Facing those low-level disciples, Jiang Che didn't even take a second look. He waved his sleeves and a black stream of light escaped, piercing through more than a dozen Buddhist disciples in an instant.

The Demonic Knife of Ten Thousand Tribulations!

As Jiang Che's cultivation improved, his control over the Myriad Tribulation Demonic Sword became more profound. He could almost conclude that the Myriad Tribulation Demonic Sword in its heyday was definitely a top-notch magic weapon.

It was just obliterated over the course of hundreds of years, and its power was greatly reduced.

And if you want to restore the Myriad Tribulations Demon Sword to its peak, even go one step further.

That would require a blood sacrifice, using the warrior's blood and warrior's soul as the price to devour him and return to his peak. However, Jiang Che has never used such demonic acts due to his official status.

Now it is no longer needed.

Because he hates the high-sounding and superior Buddhism from the bottom of his heart.

"How dare you, you evil beast!"

When the abbot of Famen Temple saw that Jiang Che started killing without hesitation, he was immediately furious. He took a step forward, and the golden light around him glowed, and powerful pressure began to erupt in an instant.

Vaguely, a round golden bowl shrouded the head.

Then, without any hesitation, he started taking action.

Seeing this, Monk Wuchen no longer held back. He sensed the faint danger from Jiang Che's body and knew that he alone was no match for him, so he wanted to repel the opponent.

We must join forces!

Because ordinary people don't know what the blood sea phenomenon is, but he can clearly perceive it.

That's momentum.

The power of heaven and earth!

Even when he saw such a vision, he still had a vague sense of familiarity. He had definitely seen it somewhere or heard about it.

And of course this was Jiang Che's deliberate move.

Jiang Che had no interest in a fierce battle with Monk Wuchen, and if he did not use the power of heaven and earth and the Xuantian Dragon Transformation Technique that was almost his signature method, he had no means that could determine the outcome in a short time.

As for revealing identity

Killing everyone present, naturally no one will know that it was him who did it.

In an instant, Monk Wuchen showed his power. A looming Vajra Shadow stood between the sky and the earth. The strangest thing was that the eyes of the Vajra Shadow were blood red.

This is the magical power he achieved by combining his original demonic skills with the Diamond Sutra of Tianlong Temple.

He was confident that few people in the same situation could break through his golden body.

But when faced with the simultaneous attacks of the two masters, Jiang Che never showed any panic. He just took a step slowly, and a bolt of thunder seemed to fall from the sky.

boom!

The void shook, and terrifying pressure instantly swept across the world.

The next moment, a dark golden shadow of a real dragon began to slowly emerge, with a hint of charm in its eyes. At the same time, the shadow of the real dragon was also shrouded in a hint of dragon power.

The dragon's power is mighty and its roar shakes the sky.

The real dragon's shadow swung its tail and killed Monk Wuchen directly, while Jiang Che appeared in front of the abbot of Famen Temple in an instant, his right arm shook, and the dragon pattern appeared.

With a punch, the void shook.

boom! ! !

A roar that resounded for more than ten miles exploded, and the golden bowl shrouded above the head of Famen Temple was instantly wiped out. He was so frightened that his pupils shrank, and he realized that the person who came was definitely not comparable to him.

Prepare to retreat immediately.

It's just that his idea is good, but the reality is cruel.

Jiang Che didn't give him a chance to evacuate at all. The moment he smashed the golden bowl, an afterimage appeared in the void, and in an instant he moved in front of the abbot of Famen Temple.

One punch.

With just one punch, the powerful Gang Qi completely shattered the protective defense of the Master of Famen Temple. His energy and blood surged, and he spat out a mouthful of crimson, his expression even more horrified.

He didn't understand why there was such a big gap between them when they were both in the Xuandan realm.

However, no one could answer his question.

In the next moment, a roaring real dragon gathered on Jiang Che's fist, swallowed it completely in one bite, exploded in the void and scattered into a ball of blood mist.

Three breaths.

In just three breaths, the Master of Famen Temple in the Xudan Realm fell on the spot, turning into blood mist and dispersing between heaven and earth.

Withdrawing his fist, Jiang Che's eyes remained indifferent, as if he was not surprised by the current scene. A pair of red eyes turned to the monk Wuchen beside him.

"Blood Sea Demonic Dragon. Jiang Che!"

On the other side, when Monk Wuchen, who was fighting with the real dragon, saw Jiang Che instantly killing the abbot of Famen Temple, he immediately understood where the familiarity came from.

Word by word, Jiang Che's name was recited, and his expression was extremely solemn.

As for the title of Dragon King of the Blood Sea, it was given to Jiang Che by some good people in the world, because in several of their fights in full view of the public, he always opened up the blood sea first.

Then the dragon-shaped Gangqi suppressed everything.

The combination of the two has led to this name being praised by many people.

Hearing this name, Jiang Che's mouth twitched under the mask, but he could do nothing about it, because there were too many people in the martial arts world who had nothing to do.

Once the title was given, it would spread quickly.

Even if he wanted to stop it, it would be difficult. Fortunately, this title was not too bad, so Jiang Che did not use other means, otherwise, others might give him a worse name.

"It's time to go."

Jiang Che's voice was no less than the whisper from hell to Monk Wuchen.

If it were someone else, Monk Wuchen might still have the will to fight, but facing the fierce and powerful Blood Sea Demon Dragon, he really sank his heart at this moment.

He knew that if he met Jiang Che, he would die this time.

After all, even the Thunder Spirit of the Dragon and Tiger Sect was not Jiang Che's opponent, so what could he be?

What he didn't understand was that he seemed to have never been an enemy of Jiang Che, so why did the other party attack him?

But he also knew that he would not get any result from this question.

He just whispered:

"I surrender, can you spare the lives of these Buddhist disciples?"

"Since my identity has been exposed, I never thought that anyone could leave here alive."

"It's time and fate. Donor Jiang. Please."

Monk Wuchen sighed lightly, and his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

"Do more good deeds in your next life."

As soon as Jiang Che finished speaking, the boundless sea of ​​blood was suppressed in an instant. At the same time, nine phantoms of real dragons slowly condensed and surrounded Monk Wuchen. As Jiang Che clenched his right fist.

Then, nine phantoms of real dragons roared out at the same time.

After a while, everything returned to silence.

The Wanjie Demon Sword, which was full of the blood of warriors, returned to Jiang Che's hand, emitting a cheering thought, as if this unscrupulous attack made it very full.

Jiang Che silently looted all the accumulations in Famen Temple, and then, after completely cleaning up his own traces, he left a sentence on the wall.

"Wu Chen of Tianlong Temple is guilty of heinous crimes. Behead him!"

After finishing all the tasks, Jiang Che floated away with the head of monk Wu Chen.

Two hours later, a few people finally plucked up the courage and came to Famen Temple. When they saw the hellish scene in front of them, they were all silent.

One day later, the news that Famen Temple was wiped out and monk Wu Chen fell was completely spread.

For a while, Xingping Prefecture was shocked.

Afterwards, the news quickly spread to other regions. Many people were discussing the Famen Temple tragedy, but there were different opinions about who the murderer was.

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