Reborn Wild Boar: What's wrong with eating a few single people?

Tianwu City.

In midair, Monk Baiyun stood on a cassock shining with mysterious Buddha light, looking solemnly at the huge devil's hand grabbing from the air. He gently waved the six-ring tin staff in his hand, rolling out golden winds, and steadily sent the people around him to the ground below.

Then, he took a deep breath, his eyes were as firm as a rock, and his hands quickly formed seals. A bright Buddha light surged out of his body and gathered on the string of Buddha beads in his hand that exuded a warm luster.

With a "whoosh" sound, the Buddha beads turned into a stream of light, carrying a heart-pounding powerful force, and rushed straight towards the huge devil's hand.

Just when the two were about to collide, a dazzling Buddha light suddenly burst out from the Buddha beads, and suddenly collided with the rolling magic light lingering on the black devil's claw.

In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds surged.

The loud sound of "bang!" was deafening, as if the whole world was shaking.

The terrifying energy shock wave swept around, twisting the space and stirring the air wherever it passed.

The Buddhist beads were like an indestructible golden bullet, hitting a thick finger of the huge devil's hand with a thunderous force.

With a crisp cracking sound, the originally indestructible devil's finger was instantly shattered by the fierce attack of the Buddhist beads, and countless black fragments flew everywhere, like a dark rainstorm falling on the earth.

At the broken devil's finger, the surging demonic energy surged out crazily, forming a group of dark clouds and mists that covered the sky and the sun.

Under the rebound of the demonic energy, the Buddhist beads shot back like a golden meteor, and finally fell steadily into the hands of Monk Baiyun who had been waiting for a long time.

Suffering such a heavy blow, the black devil's claw with surging demonic energy seemed to feel pain and fear. Its attacking momentum suddenly paused, as if it was frightened by this sudden counterattack.

Then, the remaining four fingers quickly retracted as if they were electrocuted, and subconsciously clenched into an extremely large fist.

In a flash, the black magic fist, carrying the power of destroying the world, fell on the head of Monk Baiyun like a mountain falling from the sky.

Facing this shocking blow, Monk Baiyun remained calm, and he chanted the solemn Buddhist name loudly, and every syllable contained endless Buddhist power.

As the sound of his chanting sounded, the Buddha light around him suddenly surged, like a golden sun rising slowly, illuminating the entire dark sky.

At the same time, Monk Baiyun's palm, which was erected in front of his chest, slightly tilted, and his palm was facing the rapidly smashing magic fist.

He shouted softly, and the magic power in his body surged out like a flood that broke through the dam, condensing between his palms.

In a flash, Monk Baiyun pushed forward, and a powerful force surged out from his palm.

In an instant, a huge, dazzling golden palm shadow suddenly appeared in the air.

This palm shadow quickly solidified and turned into a Buddha's hand shining with dazzling light, as if it was the hand of a god descending from the sky, exuding an incomparable sacred breath.

The golden Buddha's hand was in the air, and a vast and boundless Buddhist power roared out, colliding head-on with the devil's fist.

The Buddha's hand, with its overwhelming power, slapped the black devil's fist that was smashing down fiercely with the force of thunder.

There was a loud "boom", like the thunder in the sky roaring angrily, the sound was deafening, and people couldn't help but tremble with fear.

As the earth-shaking collision sounded, a violent and extremely violent air wave burst out, sweeping in all directions.

The surrounding air was stirred by this powerful force, and the Buddha and magic power were like a raging sea.

For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind and clouds were moved.

In this fierce confrontation, the golden Buddha's hand and the black magic fist could not withstand such a terrifying impact, and they instantly shattered and dissipated, turning into countless colorful spiritual light fragments, like a beautiful and thrilling light rain falling down.

One Buddha and one demon, one monk and one Taoist, the fierce attacks of the two were resolved by each other in an instant, and everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was just a tentative contest between them, and the real tragic and bloody fight had just officially begun.

After the attack, immediately afterwards, the face of the monk Baiyun was solemn and solemn, and he muttered something in his mouth, and the low and melodious chanting sounded slowly.

He held the six-ring tin staff tightly in one hand, veins popping out on the back of his hand, and then threw it forward with force, and the tin staff drew a beautiful arc in the air.

In an instant, the body of the six-ring tin staff trembled violently, and the dazzling golden light gushed out like a tide, reflecting the surrounding space in a golden color.

It hovered in the air, like a powerful spiritual object, hovering steadily above the head of Monk Baiyun.

Under the continuous infusion of Monk Baiyun's powerful magic power, the whole staff underwent amazing changes in an instant.

It turned into an extremely sharp and unstoppable golden light, piercing the vast sky with a momentum like a bamboo breaking bamboo, and rushed towards the Yuanyu Demon Lord standing on the magic cloud in the distance.

Where this golden light passed, the rolling demonic energy that permeated the surroundings seemed to have encountered a nemesis and dissipated into nothingness; the heavy black clouds that originally covered the sky and the sun also retreated in fear, leaving a wide passage.

And the Demon Lord Yuanyu, who was standing on the black demonic cloud, still stood with his hands behind his back with a calm demeanor.

His icy eyes revealed a hint of coldness, and he stared coldly at the golden light rushing down from below.

At the moment when Monk Baiyun threw the six-ring tin staff in his hand with all his strength, Demon Lord Yuanyu also had no fear at all, showing his domineering and majesty as a demon lord.

He stretched out his dry and thin palm and grabbed the air in front of him seemingly casually.

In an instant, a terrifying force that made people tremble with fear and shudder suddenly surged out from the surging demonic cloud under his feet.

Then, a black magic sword with endless and rich demonic energy all around it slowly rose from the rolling demon cloud.

This magic sword has a strange and bizarre shape, and there seem to be countless hideous and twisted faces on the sword body, screaming and roaring in pain.

Accompanied by a deafening sword whistle, it is like an extremely agile black fish, swimming around Yuanyu Demon Lord quickly, dragging the ink-like black and deep magic light behind it, and stabbing at the golden light transformed by the six-ring tin staff with a thunderous force.

This sword has no form, named Wuxiang Black Magic Sword, and is one of Yuanyu Demon Lord’s life magic weapons.

Dingdong!

A crisp sound of gold and stone sounded, like jade beads falling on a golden plate.

Two completely different magic weapons collided in the air, and the resulting shock force instantly set off a magic pattern, which spread like water waves. An invisible metal storm swept through the sky, tearing apart the heavy clouds.

After the attack, the six-ring tin staff and the formless black magic sword were each repelled dozens of feet, and they were still whistling in the air.

On the cassock, the white monk robe of Baiyun monk fluttered and danced, his white hair and beard moved with the wind, and he continued to whisper with a solemn face, with bursts of Sanskrit sounds.

The next moment, the golden six-ring tin staff hovering in the air was golden, and the Buddha's light was swallowing and spitting out. The staff body made a sound of dragon roars. In a burst of rich Buddha's light, the staff body stretched and shrank, changing rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a golden dragon thirty feet long, lying horizontally in the air, roaring with its head raised, and the dragon's might was vast, covering the sky and the sun.

Seeing this scene, the Yuanyu Demon Lord on the magic cloud looked condensed, and his hands quickly formed the sword art of controlling the weapon, and he hummed in his mouth - the sword art of the formless dragon.

In an instant, the sword of the Wuxiang Black Demon Sword, which was originally hovering in the air, trembled and groaned, and the demonic energy suddenly rose, and the murderous energy soared into the sky. In the dense demonic light, it also turned into a terrifying demonic dragon with a length of thirty feet and a ferocious appearance, surrounded by demonic energy.

Under the control of their respective masters, the golden dragon and the demonic dragon roared and roared, swam in the air, stirred up the wind and clouds, and entangled and fought with each other.

For a time, the whole sky above Tianwu City was filled with demonic clouds, Buddha's light was overflowing, and the sound of dragon roars was endless.