True Immortal of the Netherworld

The golden jade monk stood in front of Xu Yang, holding his Qiankun alms bowl with one hand.

When the golden mask on the opposite side saw this, he was slightly startled at first, looked up and down carefully, and then said: "Little monk of the Golden Buddha Temple, you are only at the first level of Daoming Realm, but you can actually block my "Star" boxing technique. You are not injured at all, so you are considered a genius. Judging from the third golden eye between your eyebrows, you must be born with three eyes. When did the Golden Buddha Temple end up relying on evil people to enhance its appearance? What a big joke.”

The golden mask's words were full of sarcasm.

The little golden monk was not angry either. The third golden eye between his brows flickered. He smiled slightly and said, "I, the Buddha, are so compassionate that I can save this world, not just people, but also demons and ghosts. I am a monk, and I just want to ask for a favor." As long as you have the heart to seek Buddha, why should you care about the origin? But if someone has evil in his heart, he can only fall into the evil world."

After a pause, the young monk Jinyu said loudly: "Master Jiulong, it should be your original Buddha name. I once saw a "Record of Seeking the Buddha" in the Tathagata Hall of the Golden Buddha Temple. It records the historical practice of the Golden Buddha Holy Body Sutra. There are no more than two hands in total, but the name of one of them is outlined in red. That name is Master Jiulong. For this reason, I asked my uncle Jiuku in the Golden Buddha Temple, and he told me that. Master Jiulong was one of his junior disciples and a peerless Buddhist genius. Master Jiulong practiced the Golden Buddha's Sacred Body Sutra and his unique star technique, but he disappeared innocently during the war between humans and demons in the Northern Region and the Western Region. I was thinking at the time that if Master Jiulong disappeared during the war between humans and demons, his name should be recorded and enshrined in the "Genesis Record" of the Golden Buddha Temple, but now it seems that you are. You have fallen into evil ways. In other words, you have betrayed the Golden Buddha Temple and your original heart of seeking Buddha!"

"Hehe." The golden mask smiled disdainfully, "Little monk Jinyu, you are a smart little guy. To be able to practice in the Tathagata Hall at such a young age, I think the Golden Buddha Temple also used you to train you as an elite disciple. I was like you back then. When I was young, I also practiced in Tathagata Hall. But so what? In the end, I just became a warrior monk holding a butcher knife to save myself. To put it bluntly, he was a butcher wearing a monk's mask. In fact, it is better to be a free-spirited, lawless, and innocent person, and to be decisive and decisive is the true practice and the only way to be upright."

The golden jade young monk looked hard and said loudly: "Master Jiulong, I don't know what you have experienced before. It can be said that you are you, but you are no longer you. You have two masks to cover your face, let the young monk look under the mask How upright you are. I, the little golden jade monk, will spend this day in the stars, and by the way, I will save you, the humble one, under the stars."

"Come to the little monk's bowl!" The golden jade little monk called softly.

Clusters of swirling golden light suddenly appeared on the surface of the alms bowl held in the palm of his right hand, like golden spiritual fish playing.

The golden jade monk was gazing at the golden mask on the opposite side while rubbing the surface of the Qiankun alms bowl with his left hand.

Inside the Qiankun alms bowl, the nine-dragon pattern at the bottom started to move in an instant, and a pool of pale golden soup emerged from the golden light.

The golden monk lowered his head and glanced at the golden soup in the alms bowl, picked up the alms bowl, raised his head and poured it into his stomach.

The golden young monk wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand and whispered jokingly: "Golden Light Soup, young monk, I don't really like vegetarian food."

The "golden soup" entered the Golden Jade Monk's belly and instantly emitted the power of extremely powerful golden light.

The white cassock outside the golden monk's body started to fly, the golden light on the surface was like waves, and the aura of his body was rising steadily.

The second level of Daoming Realm!

The peak of Daoming Realm!

breakthrough!

The first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm!

The little golden monk's cultivation was manifested by the stimulation of half a bowl of golden soup.

It looks like he has been promoted to the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

The golden-masked man opposite stared at the alms bowl in the hands of the golden monk, and couldn't help but say: "Little monk, the treasure in your hand is the Qiankun alms bowl left by Jinguang Buddha, the founder of the Golden Buddha Temple after his ascension. I didn't expect this treasure to be immortal. The instrument is in the hands of you, a little monk. It seems that your destiny is not small. If I get this alms bowl, I may be able to escape from this prison of stars. I don’t know how long I have been here, telling or listening to stories every day. It’s really boring. I want to go out and kill people and create new and more exciting life stories.”

After finishing speaking, the golden mask took a step forward and said sternly: "Give me the Qiankun alms bowl in your hand."

"not for you."

The golden jade monk answered decisively, turned over with one hand, and temporarily put the Qiankun alms bowl into the Qiankun bag in his sleeve.

"Little Monk Jinyu, you use the power of golden light to upgrade your body to the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, but you are just forcibly activating your body. I have reached the second level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. Let's see if you can take me over. How many punches."

The golden mask clasped its hands together, a large golden mist rose from the body, and a huge golden star appeared behind it.

In the golden star dharma, dots of stars connected to outline Sanskrit characters, as if they had reached the level of the Tao realm.

Seeing this, the golden jade young monk couldn't help but blurt out: "It's the "Sanskrit Starlight" in the Tao realm. This Master Jiulong was worthy of being as famous as Master Jiuku's uncle."

Immediately afterwards, the golden mask on the opposite side harnessed the golden light of the stars under his feet and arrived in front of the golden monk in just a flash.

Without stopping for a moment, both fists were punched out one after another.

"Fist technique - Stars Qianluo!"

Punch out! In the blink of an eye, there are thousands of fist shadows. Each fist shadow is about ten feet in size. If thousands of stars fall down, they will rumble and tear apart the void, which will be extremely shocking.

The third golden eye between the brows of the golden monk kept flickering, and the thousands of fist shadows on the opposite side were interpreted one by one by the power of his third eye as if in slow motion, and the trajectories of the thousands of fist shadows were completely seen clearly.

The golden jade young monk suddenly raised his body, and the power of golden light gathered on his palms.

“Buddha Dharma – A Thousand Words of Enlightenment!”

Palm out! That’s thousands of palm prints! Each palm print is about ten feet in size. The golden Sanskrit characters on the surface of the palm print flow in an orderly manner, like a turning golden sutra, revealing the supreme power of Buddhism.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

The moves of both sides collided, and the sound of explosions was like a shower of meteors falling to the ground, or like the sound of Buddhas and gods reciting scriptures rolling across the sky and earth.

For a time, thousands of explosive powers were superimposed, setting off golden winds one after another. The strong wind surged for more than a hundred miles, covering the stars for a whole day.

After a while, the power of both sides' moves dissipated, and the figures suddenly separated.

The golden jade monk was panting, and the golden light was boiling in the meridians in his body. He had used at least 80% of his energy in the "Thousand Words of Enlightenment" just now.

The golden mask was also exhausted, holding his knees with both hands, his arms shaking constantly.

At this moment, the golden mask on the masked monster's face quickly turned into a purple mask.

As the mask changed, the originally decadent Buddhist Taoist body also turned into a full demonic Taoist body.

The purple mask moved his arms, clenched his fists, and said confidently: "Let me kill this little monk. This is another interesting murder story."

The masked monster's original golden Buddha body state disappeared instantly, and clusters of purple demonic aura spread out from his body like a tide.

And behind the purple mask, there actually appeared a Yuan magic figure who was more than ten feet tall, with a naked upper body, muscles like hills, and a leopard face and one horn.

Yuanmo bloodline!

The golden jade monk immediately transmitted the message:

: "Friend Xu Yang, it's your turn to take action. I'm sure that the body of the guy opposite is probably made up of two people. Otherwise, even if a person has practiced two kinds of skills, it is impossible to achieve such a skill. He needs to recover his speed. You and I take turns attacking to push him to his limit, and then we can take the opportunity to find his weakness..."

At this time, Xu Yang had been observing the situation on the battlefield. He had already finished adjusting his breath, and even took the time to take a sip of the Nightmare Beast Spirit Wine in the purple wine gourd at his waist. His body was as full as an ox.

"Xu Xiaoxian is here."

A flying black dragon fire scroll stood in front of the golden monk.

The dragon fire converged and revealed Xu Yang's true form. At this moment, Xu Yang was still wearing the black dragon armor, but his body had turned into a half-dragon beast. A pair of huge black dragon wings sprouted from his back, a black crystal-like dragon scale appeared in the middle of his eyebrows, and there were even many small black scales on the back of his hands. And Xu Yang's martial arts aura has reached the peak of Daoming realm.

Xu Yang looked at the purple mask opposite him, stretched out his arms, and said loudly: "You are not allowed to bully him."

At the same time, a huge fire starry sky appeared in the void behind Xu Yang. In the sky of the Fire Star, countless Fire Stars were singing, and there was a flame bird with a thin neck and a long tail spreading its wings into the sky.

Howl——

A cry of a divine bird flew across the starry sky, singing a war song of fire.

Tao Realm - Ming Dynasty Zhuque!

Xu Yang's physical performance forcibly improved again, breaking through the bottleneck limit and directly reaching the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

When it comes to temperament, Xu Yang will never lose to anyone.

The golden jade monk hiding not far behind Xu Yang looked at Xu Yang's back, couldn't help but smile slightly, and whispered: "Friend."

Friends, just two words, but they carry a heavy weight.

But at this moment, in the eyes of the golden monk, Xu Yang was taller than the stars on that day.

The purple mask on the opposite side pointed at Xu Yang and said: "You little guy can control the power of the black demon dragon and the power of the Suzaku Dao Realm at the same time. Logically speaking, you should be a demon cultivator from the Southern Territory. But your skills Why are there faint fluctuations in the Yuan Demon bloodline among the body fluctuations? Don't say there isn't one, because there is some resonance between the Yuan Demon bloodlines. Although there are different grades of Yuan Demon bloodline, I am sure that there are many types of Yuan Demon bloodlines in your body. The Yuanmo bloodline will not be lower than mine. Tell me where you come from.”

Xu Yang responded loudly and decisively: "Xu Yang of the Heavenly Ghost Sect."

The purple mask was a little suspicious: "How come a disciple of the Tiangui Sect has Yuanmo blood in his body?"

snort!

Xu Yang snorted coldly and did not explain.

"It turns out that this body of yours is a demonic cultivator from the Western Region." Xu Yang's eyes were sharp, "I tell you this guy, what I, Xu Xiaoxian, hate the most are demonic cultivators!"

Xu Yang clenched his fists and raised them high. On the surface of the fist, a pair of red fire wings appeared.

"Fist technique - Fire Wing Demonic Dragon Cannon!"

Punch out! The dragon roars!

A fist fire suddenly shot thousands of feet, black lightning and red fire, and a two-winged demon dragon, blasting away the black wilderness for a day.

The moment Xu Yang took action, the purple mask on the opposite side roared: "Kill!"

The irritated purple mask also clenched his fists tightly, and then raised them high, with purple magic energy rolling on the surface of his fists.

"Fist technique - Yuan Demon Leopard King!"

Punch out! The Yuan Demon Leopard Beast roars!

A purple fist wind flew thousands of feet, and in the purple wind, a hundred-foot purple leopard rushed out, its sharp claws and hooks trying to tear through the void.

The next moment, the power of both sides' moves hit a spot in the void.

For a moment, the black dragon roared, the purple leopard roared, the black fire stirred the sky, and the purple wind destroyed the realm.

The exploding wind and fire swept across Xuanhuang for hundreds of miles.