Journey To the West From The Qin Dynasty

The old demon Foyin swallowed a elixir, his strength improved for a million years, and he fought Yang Jian again, but he barely got a tie!

He was extremely angry, his eyes were scarlet and he couldn't accept this reality.

"Obviously my strength has doubled, why is it that I can barely draw with you? Your cultivation base has only reached the upper rank of quasi-sage. How can there be such a high gap with me!?"

The old demon Foyin roared angrily: "The magic power in my body has reached more than 2 million years, why are you so much stronger than me?!"

Yang Jian's expression was flat, "Although my cultivation base has only reached the quasi-sage position, the magic power in my body at this time is more than 3 million years old!"

"Even if you have more than 2 million years of mana, how can you be my opponent in Han? What's more, you are still trying to grow up, and you can't grasp the strength of forcibly improving."

The old demon Foyin ran away completely, and took out a pill again, and stuffed it into his mouth again.

"Since 1 million years of skill can't deal with you, then I'll add another 1 million years. Let's see how much you Erlang God Yang Jian has."

The old demon Foyin crazily increased the magic power in his body, his body had already swelled a circle at this time, and his eyes were completely scarlet.

At this moment, he only felt a splitting headache, wishing to smash his head, this crazy feeling spread all over his body, only fighting could calm him down a little.

Therefore, after the strength of Foyin old demon improved again, he took the initiative to attack.

Erlang God Yang Jian couldn't help but look solemn, and fought against the old demon Foyin again.

But after all, he was promoted by his own strength, and he fought against the old demon Foyin. Although he fell a little bit at a disadvantage because of the old demon Foyin's crazy behavior, he quickly recovered.

Erlang God Yang Jian and Foyin Old Demon fought inextricably in the air, regardless of superiority or inferiority, the two were completely evenly matched this time.

But the old demon Foyin was not satisfied with this situation. He thought that he had paid a huge price and swallowed two pills, so he should completely take down Yang Jian.

Therefore, a tie with Yang Jian at this time is already a defeat for him. After all, if this goes on for a long time, his aura will be leaked, and his strength will be greatly reduced.

At that time, he will not be Yang Jian's opponent at all, so he can only be slaughtered.

The old demon Foyin, in a frenzy, actually took out another case of elixir.

Yang Jian couldn't help trembling his arms when he saw it. He didn't expect that the old demon Foyin carried three pills with him, which could increase millions of kilometers.

At the same time, he was also very serious. The Buddhism must have paid a price unimaginable for ordinary people if they wanted to condense the three forces of such a powerful elixir.

But they were all carried by the old demon Foyin. One can imagine how serious the task that the old demon Foyin is accepting here.

It must be determined to die, but also to cause huge and irreparable damage to Monkey King and his party.

Yang Jian also immediately weighed the pros and cons. If he ruined the Buddhist plan here, even if the old demon Foyin claimed to have nothing to do with the Buddhist sect, he would completely offend the Buddhist sect.

If he followed past experience, he would never interfere in this matter again, and would most likely withdraw from the battle immediately and return home.

However, Yang Jian received the favor from Li Jue and others, and he had already expressed his heart to repay the favor, even if he paid his life for it.

Therefore, he only hesitated for a moment, and then continued to focus on the enemy.

After the old demon Foyin took out the third pill, he didn't swallow it immediately, and his purpose was just to frighten Yang Jian, showing that he had enough strength to win a big victory.

But when he saw that Erlang God Yang Jian had no intention of leaving, and even stepped up his offensive, he was immediately enraged.

"Okay, okay, you forced me, so don't blame me for being merciless. After taking this elixir, I will increase my skill for a million years, and then even I will not be able to control my emotions."

"At that time, you and the people around you will all die, and it's too late for you to regret it."

Erlang God Yang Jian said calmly: "You can use whatever you have, and relying on swallowing pills to improve your strength is nothing more than that."

After the old demon Foyin was enraged, he immediately swallowed this elixir, and his aura suddenly rose sharply.

And Yang Jian has already been on alert, but he has prepared the strength of the old demon Foyin, and he is only improving for a million years. Even if he will struggle a little, he is not helpless.

But he sensed that the aura of the old demon Foyin was increasing crazily, already surpassing the so-called million-year mana power, and he immediately noticed something was wrong.

"What kind of elixir did you eat? The power of your body can be improved endlessly. This is not an increase in mana for a million years at all."

The eyes of the old demon Foyin were scarlet, and he seemed to be stretching out his hands and struggling, "Give me back my reason, my everything, my soul..."

After he struggled for a while, his aura also stabilized, but the aura emanating from Defoyin old demon's body was not at all, 4 million years of magic power!

It has been forcibly increased to 6 million years of mana. Compared with Erlang God, Yang Jian has twice as much mana in his body at this time.

The mana in the body is doubled, and the strength is more than doubled.

Yang Jian's hair grew terrified, his scalp tingled, he hurriedly greeted Brother Meishan, and left here with the God of Grass Head.

And he chose to stay with himself, the crazy old demon of Foyin.

Yang Jian said: "How could the aura on your body reach such a terrifying level?"

At this time, the old demon Foying has reached the peak of the quasi-sage in terms of cultivation base, and his mana power is higher than that of the usual peak of the quasi-sage.

But Yang Jian's shouting and questioning did not arouse the slightest reaction from Foyin Old Demon, and immediately made Yang Jian frown and feel puzzled.

And Yang Jian also noticed the abnormality of the old demon Foyin, his eyes were hollow, and his heartbeat seemed to have stopped.

"died?"

suddenly.

The old demon Foyin spoke.

It's just that his words are not as emotional as before, no anger, no anxiety, no unwillingness, only endless coldness.

"I didn't die, I just turned into Dharma merit."

Yang Jian sucked in a breath of cold air, and in an instant he understood what the old demon Foyin said, and at the same time he only felt a chill in his heart.

After the old demon Foyin swallowed the three elixir, his body couldn't bear the huge Dharma merit, and finally it directly turned into Dharma merit.

Rather than saying that the old demon Foyin is a monster at this time, it is better to say that he is formed by a mass of energy.

Erlang God Yang Jian frowned, with his ingenuity, he naturally understood that Foyin's current situation must be in the calculation of Buddhism.

That is to say, the old demon Foyin can't control this power at all, and Fomen doesn't intend to let him go back alive.

Even if Erlang God Yang Jian did not appear today, the old demon would definitely take three pills for various reasons, and finally fight with Monkey King and others forever.

Regardless of the outcome, the old demon Foyin's current state cannot prove to the world that he is related to Buddhism!

Yang Jian only felt chills in his heart, he felt that Buddhism's move was really terrifying!