Immortal Martial Venerable

"Good guy, another little bald guy who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger."

Hei Tian was startled. He never expected that the other party could easily receive Zìjǐ's blow. To be clear, this Holy Emperor's Golden Dragon Sword was not an ordinary holy weapon.

This is a holy weapon refined by the Holy Emperor among them. It is much more powerful than ordinary holy weapons. The Holy King of the Demon Clan is comparable to a human being.

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"Could it be that the alms bowl is actually a Buddhist treasure left behind by a Buddhist venerable?"

Hei Tian was talking to himself. He stared at the little bald monk in front of him, his eyes lit up. No wonder this little bald man could survive the vicious Jiao.

With the Buddha treasure of the Buddhist venerable protecting him, it is not easy for the fierce dragon to kill this little bald man.

"Hand over something like that, and maybe we can make a friend."

The bald little monk held the purple gold alms bowl in his hand and said to Heitian with a smile. There was Buddha light flowing on his face, giving people a sense of peace and quiet.

"Hehe, you're such an interesting kid. How dare you do this in front of your grandpa?"

Heitian smiled. He would not believe every word this little bald man said. He said that he wanted to make friends. If this little bald man's cultivation was higher than zìjǐ, this little bald man would have killed zìjǐ right away. .

"Haha! Looks like I've met him!"

The bald little monk smiled sheepishly and then said.

"The ghosts are the same as you."

Heitian said, after zhījǐ made his debut, this guy was still there. Only the old turtle who was still here was zhījǐ's comrade.

"Then it's easy for me to talk!"

As the bald little monk spoke, he stretched out his big hand and used the great Buddhist power. He grabbed Heitian with his right hand. His palm instantly grew infinitely, covering the void in front of him.

This is the Buddha's Hand, the great Buddhist art. Just like the real Buddha, the powerful Buddhist power spreads out from the golden hand.

In the middle of the palm of the big hand, there is a ten thousand-character Buddha seal looming.

"Boy, you are still too young."

As Heitian said this, his body shook, and countless formations immediately rushed out from his body and were imprinted into the void around him.

"Buzz!"

The void shook, and countless array patterns emerged in the void. The array patterns intertwined to form a large array. This was a great technique that the void could use to form an array.

This is a great magical power that only a master of formations can display.

"you……"

Seeing this scene, the bald young monk was really surprised. He never imagined that the other party was actually a formation master.

"Uh-huh!"

Within the formation, terrifying sword lights rushed out. Each sword light contained terrifying destructive power. They rose directly into the sky and faced the Heavenly Buddha's hand that had been grabbed from the sky.

Heitian was incomparable. He stood in the formation and attracted the spiritual energy from all directions to gather, showing the most powerful power of the formation.

The golden hand grabbed from the sky was directly pierced by the destructive sword light, and then dissipated into the void.

"Buzz!"

The sword light of destruction vibrated, and after piercing the giant Buddha's hand, the sword light did not dissipate, but continued to penetrate towards the bald little monk.

When the bald little monk saw this, he directly took out the purple gold alms bowl in his hand. The power of swallowing the sky came out from the alms bowl, and collected all the dozens of destructive sword lights into the alms bowl.

"Rumble..."

Just when the bald little monk neutralized Heitian's sword light, the void of heaven and earth shook, and then, countless formations rushed out from Heitian's body.

The formation patterns intertwined in the void, forming large formations that emitted terrifying fluctuations.

"Shíme..."

The bald little monk who was surrounded by large formations had to be moved. The opponent's method of setting up formations was really too clever, and he could form formations with just a thought.

This method was so astonishing that the bald little monk felt that every formation around him was filled with murderous intent.

There were ten killing formations that trapped the bald little monk, including the Yin-Yang Formation, the Seven Killing Formations, the Heaven-Destroying Formation, etc. Each killing formation was not simple and contained great dangers.

"Play with me? You are not qualified enough, unless the little monk Fanxiu comes in person."

Heitian said proudly that his attainments in formations had reached the pinnacle. Even if the young monk Fanxiu came in person, he was confident that he could fight him.

"Little monk Fanxiu?"

The bald little monk who was trapped in the ten killing formations couldn't help being startled when he heard this. As far as he knew, there was definitely a little monk named Fanxiu in the Donglai Holy Land.

To make this guy feel scrupulous, that little monk Fanxiu must be no ordinary person.

"There's no point in talking. Hand over everything you have on you and get out."

Hei Tianmei talked to the little bald monk and said that he was attracted by the Buddha treasure in the little bald man's hand. The Buddha treasure left by the Buddhist sect is absolutely priceless.

"You think you've got me?"

The bald little monk who was trapped by the ten killing formations remained calm. The purple gold alms bowl in his hand emitted a hazy Buddha light, shrouding him.

Although the top ten killing formations were powerful, they were unable to hurt this bald little monk in a short time.

Of course, Heitian still hadn't activated the ten killing formations, but he just used the killing formations to trap the annoying bald little monk and didn't actually kill him.

The little monk's pink face was flushed with innocence.

Heitianzhīdào, this is just the appearance of the little monk. This guy is definitely an old monster, just like the little monk Fanxiu.

However, he is not afraid of this little monk. As long as the opponent is not a saint, he is capable of fighting.

"Hey, I won't eat the little monks, I will only crack their bare heads and melon seeds!"

Hei Tian said with a ferocious smile, looking fierce. Because of the little monk Fanxiu, he did not have a good impression of Buddhism.

"That's it for today. I'll have good luck next time I meet you. "

The bald little monk trapped in the ten killing formations said these words.

"Shíme..."

When Heitian heard this, he couldn't help but laugh, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Is this guy crazy? It seems that zìjǐ is the one who has the upper hand now, and he is the one who is trapped by zìjǐ!

"It seems that if you don't show some strength, look at it, you really don't know who has a strong fist!"

Krishna wants it.

However, at this moment, countless Buddha patterns emerged from the body of the little bald monk who was trapped in the ten killing formations, and a ball of Buddha light instantly enveloped him.

"Uh-huh!"

The void trembled like water waves, and then, the Buddha's light disappeared, and the bald little monk escaped in an instant.