The Monk

Chapter 472 Let’s fight

The Ghost King was furious. These bastard boys had everything. The ghostly aura changed again. They gathered together and appeared as a six-armed Rakshasa. Each one held a Yin soul pearl bone knife, a sword, a bone shield and other Yin Ming magic weapons and smashed them hard. Lotus platform.

Zhang Tianzhao shouted: "He is going to fight for his life." Just as he finished speaking, the magic weapon of Yinming hit the lotus petals. With just one hard impact, a piece of the lotus platform was smashed, and the white petals scattered in all directions. The lotus platform was smashed and shook violently, shaking everyone's house. Everyone flew into the air to avoid being affected.

At this time, two monks, an old one and a young one, shouted loudly: "Every step of the way, lotuses grow." The lotus platform was repaired automatically. The old monk in the sky shouted: "Ten thousand Buddhas are paying homage to the sect." Eighteen golden Arhats put on various dharma appearances, burst out eighteen Buddha seals, and flew towards the old monk. The old monk lowered his eyes slightly, raised his hands slightly, and summoned the Dharma King of Light in front of him. Eighteen Buddha seals struck the Dharma King of Light, bursting out with dazzling white light. It was not at all like what Buddhists call pure, gentle, loving and generous, but more like He is as cold-blooded and ruthless as a hellish Shura, but this light is white, controlled by powerful Buddhist skills, showing his brilliant righteousness.

The Dharma King of Light stamped his feet, transformed into a Dharma body with three heads and six arms, and stood in front of the incarnation of the Ghost King holding a vase, umbrella and other Buddhist instruments. There are also three ghost kings. One of them said gloomily: "Can't bear it anymore? Are you going to take action?" The bone sword was waved, and the world immediately turned white. As long as the eyes could see, there were bone swords, stabbing at the King of Light crazily. .

The Dharma King of Light waved his precious umbrella, taking away all the light, and darkness enveloped the earth. Those bone swords in the darkness flew to no one knows where, and they disappeared without even making a sound. The left and right mouths of the Ghost King's incarnation sprayed fiercely, and two light groups spewed out from the mouth, like two small suns bringing light again. Looking at the bone sword again, it is indeed gone. I don’t know what the old monk did.

The Dharma King of Light held up his vase, pointed it at the two light groups, and shouted: "Take them away." The two light groups were taken away, and the sky and the earth changed from day to night.

Zhang Tianfang curled his lips and said: "Who is the Buddha and who is the ghost? Make something black and white."

The two light groups were collected, and the Ghost King transformed into a maniacal smile, shouting: "Explosion." Then the treasure bottle was shaken and flew high, and a dull sound came from inside, which took a while to subside. The Dharma King of Light recalled the vase and said softly: "The Yin Ling Pearl is nothing more than that."

The Ghost King's incarnation was frustrated twice, but he was not in a hurry and replied softly: "It's just like that." Practically practicing Buddhism, he pinched the Buddha's fingers and looked at the vase again. Black lines suddenly appeared on the originally white and smooth surface, surrounding the vase. In the mess, the ghost emperor's incarnation whispered softly: "Violence." The voice was extremely soft and light, but the consequences were earth-shattering, and the treasure bottle exploded into pieces with a loud bang.

This time, the King of Light was defeated. The two guys had fought several times and knew each other's methods. They won and lost every time. The King of Light was not in a hurry and said in a majestic voice: "I have learned Buddhist skills from you. The Ghost King is really good at it." ”

As soon as he said these two words, he reminded the Ghost King of what he should do. He slashed at the King of Light with the bone knife in his hand. The force of the knife was majestic and upright, without any trace of evil, giving people a sense of the right path in the world.

The King of Light waved his umbrella lightly, and the darkness disappeared, and the light reappeared. Countless ant-like insects flew out of the umbrella. They had no wings but could fly. They lingered in front of the bone knife, and then they saw the bone knife cut with a clang. Entering the insect swarm, and then, the bone knife disappeared.

The incarnation of the Ghost King didn't care about losing the bone knife at all. When attacking the King of Light, Yin Qi floated between the three heads and floated towards Zhang Tianfang. When the bone knife was destroyed, the Yin Qi had already entangled Zhang Tianfang's throat, and he only needed to twist it gently to cut off his head and take over his body.

Due to the limitations of the Ghost Sword, the nine ghost emperors in the Ghost Sword are much weaker than the Ghost Emperors outside, but their ability to sense danger is not bad at all, and they can attack Yin Qi independently. Zhang Tianfang is a Buddha slayer and has yin and yang eyes. He is most sensitive to ghosts and the like. The yin energy attacks very quickly. Zhang Tianfang raises his hand to catch it. Because the yin energy is too fast and the situation is critical, the swastika mark bursts out in his palm and is dazzling. Golden light, when the Yin Qi was about to strangle him, the golden light swept over the Yin Qi, and the Yin Qi screamed and ran away like a monkey that stepped on his foot.

At the same time, the incarnation of the Ghost King screamed: "You dare to destroy my Yin Spirit Body?" He hurriedly summoned Yin Qi into his body, and saw that the Ghost King was already a little sluggish.

The Ghost Sword slashed the Yin Qi but failed, and took advantage of the momentum to strike at the Ghost Emperor's Avatar. Seeing that he was about to cut off one of the heads, he suddenly turned back quickly, much faster than castration. Zhang Tianfang was surprised. A huge shadow pressed down in front of him, and with a bang, a huge mountain shaped like a palm hit the Ghost King's incarnation body. The giant mountain fell, the eighteen golden Arhats and the old monk in the sky chanted the Mantra of Ten Thousand Dharmas, and streaks of golden light shot out of the sky and were imprinted on the giant mountain. The more and faster the monks chanted, the more and faster the golden light ripped out of the sky, turning the huge mountain into a shining golden mountain in an instant.

A mantra adds weight. When the golden mountain becomes heavier and heavier, the Eighteen Arhats stop chanting, and the old monk Tian Tian finally shouts: "Wan Dharma Chaozong." Two big characters appear on the golden mountain, with Buddha on the front and Dharma on the back. On the contrary, the golden mountain is firmly held.

Zhang Tianfang asked: "Is this the end?" Looking at the pile of monks in the sky, the bald heads had no expression on their faces, and they cursed in a low voice: "If you win, it will be like your mother is dead."

As soon as the words were spoken, the golden mountain exploded, as if the whole world was about to be destroyed. There was no light and no sound. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't see anything. When I opened my ears, I couldn't hear anything. I could only feel the shaking. The world was shaking.

After a while, the shaking stopped, and Jinshan and the high mountain peak they were on disappeared. The big explosion blew the mountain into a big crater. Zhang Tianfang stared in confusion and asked, "What? What is this for? What happened?"

None of the nineteen great monks in the sky paid attention to him. The sky shouted: "Chase." A group of monks flew eastward.

Zhang Tianfang looked around and asked again: "What's wrong?" Zhang Weifang saw that no one was injured, so he added: "The Ghost Emperor seems to have run away."

Zhang Tianfang lowered his head and thought about it, then looked at the Ghost Sword, raised his hand and stroked it gently: "I have wronged you." The Ghost King has the power to reach the sky, but after the nine ghost emperors refined into the Ghost Sword, they became nothing. It is also difficult for the Yuanying monks, and I think they feel even worse. The Nine Ghost Emperor felt Zhang Tianfang's mood and hummed, as if to comfort him. Zhang Tianfang felt more and more uncomfortable. He sat down on the ground with the ghost knife in his arms and remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

The girls wanted to go over to comfort them, but were stopped by Zhang Awei: "Let him sit down for a while." Fang Jian whispered: "If he finds out what the old monk just did, he will feel even more uncomfortable." Zhang Awei nodded and saw that it was not empty. . Fukong was a little embarrassed, put away the lotus stand, turned into a moon-white monk's robe and put it on his body.

Zhang Tianfang sat for a while, then stood up and said, "Let's go back to the Yue Kingdom." He was from the Holy Kingdom, but he thought that the Yue Kingdom across the desert was his roots.