True Immortal of the Netherworld

The Liujin monk personally promised that as long as Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li agreed to help protect the golden Buddha ball array, they would forget about what had just happened.

He also promised that after waiting for someone from the Golden Buddha Temple to strengthen the seal, he would give Xu Yang and the other four generous rewards.

Naturally, Xu Yang and the four of them had no reason to refuse. The reason why the Purple Scourge is getting worse is because the Shadow Organization is the driving force behind it. Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li were all full of hostility towards the Shadow Organization. Moreover, maintaining a harmonious relationship with the Golden Buddha Temple is what the four of them dream of.

In the current situation, except for the six-gold monk who was healing the golden bald tutu, the others formed a large circle and blocked the golden Buddha ball formation in it to prevent someone from the shadow organization from attacking.

Quiet, the whole space is quiet, everyone is staring in the corresponding direction in front of them.

However, "Monk Musen" under the control of the Thousand-faced Ghost quietly turned around, his eyes fixed on the golden Buddha ball opposite, as if a beast was about to prey.

"This is really a wonderful scene. At worst, the ghost slave body of 'Monk Musen' will be lost," Monk Musen thought in his mind, "Destruction! Fragmentation! Chaos! It's really exciting. This time I want to The ending of the performance.”

His eyes turned cold, and he quickly moved the magic formula with his hands. On his fingertips, emerald green light flashed like intertwined swords, and the magic power in his body suddenly boiled.

There was a soft buzzing sound.

On the back of "Monk Musen", a pair of emerald-green wooden wings emerged. Although the wings are outlined by spiritual light, they possess powerful flight capabilities.

A whoop.

The emerald green wings behind "Monk Musen" rolled up, a ball of green light exploded, and his figure rushed towards the location of the golden Buddha ball.

Xu Yang and others immediately noticed the strange movement from "Monk Musen". Everyone could see clearly that Monk Musen's goal was the "golden Buddha ball" they were guarding.

Silver Guang Tutuo shouted: "Musen! Are you crazy?"

Monk Chi Yan was even more stunned, "Mu, Mu Sen, my good junior brother, you?"

Xu Yang's eyes turned cold and he said loudly: "He might be a spy of the Shadow Organization."

Monk Chi Yan explained loudly: "This is impossible! Junior Brother Musen and I have worked together for a hundred years. In addition to practicing in seclusion, we see each other almost every day. He cannot be a member of the Shadow Organization."

Xu Yang asked back: "What if his body is no longer controlled by "Monk Musen" himself?"

When Monk Chiyan heard this, a look of panic appeared in his eyes. A report previously provided by the Golden Buddha Temple flashed through his mind. Monk Qingyan fell into the hands of the "Thousand-faced Ghost" in the shadow organization and was used as a ghost slave. Eventually fell.

Monk Chi Yan yelled crazily: "Give me Junior Brother Musen back."

While shouting, his whole body turned into a ball of flying fire and chased towards the location of "Monk Musen".

Everyone took action one after another, trying to stop "Monk Musen" from attacking the golden Buddha ball.

The speeding figure of "Monk Musen" invaded within two feet of the golden Buddha ball in the blink of an eye.

The defensive restrictions on the golden Buddha ball immediately sensed the invasion from Monk Musen. The golden beads suddenly shook, making a buzzing sound, and large areas of golden light and drifting Sanskrit characters rolled out from the surface.

The golden light on the surface of the golden Buddha ball condensed and turned into a big golden hand, grabbing towards Monk Musen.

Before the golden hand arrived, "Monk Musen" could already feel the pressure like a tide.

"What a powerful defensive and restraining force. It is no less powerful than the soul domain of a monk in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and is even more solid." Monk Musen thought quickly in his mind, "It seems that this body is really going to be given up."

Monk Musen faced the big golden hands without any intention of stopping.

He quickly drew out the magic formula with both hands, and the magic power in his body was completely taken out and ignited.

An emerald green flame ignited on his body surface, which was the fire of life.

His Kung Fu aura suddenly erupted, and at that moment it seemed to surpass the definition of a Dao Ming Realm monk.

This is simply the art of fighting with one's life.

"Wooden Escape—Wooden Soul Spear!"

Countless green vines are drilled out of the surface of "Musen Monk". The green vines twist and weave, showing a huge sharp wooden gun.

The body of "Monk Musen" is completely wrapped in the wooden gun, and the power of his life force is continuously injected into the wooden gun.

Clusters of emerald green flames ignited on the surface of the wooden gun, and the jumping spiritual patterns in the flames shone with dazzling brilliance.

Monk Musen's more than a hundred years of cultivation and vitality were almost all sacrificed to this move.

boom!

The huge wooden spear transformed into Monk Musen's body penetrated the palm of the golden hand.

After just one meal, a hole was punched out in the palm of the golden hand. The big hand of golden light collapsed and turned into golden stars flying in the sky.

The huge wooden gun suddenly appeared on the surface of the golden Buddha ball.

On the surface of the golden Buddha ball, the power of golden light is swirling, blocking the surface of the golden Buddha ball like armor.

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

Like the collision of swords and guns, large groups of sparks flew out. Where the two collided, green arcs and golden arcs struggled together.

The momentum of the huge wooden gun's forward pause paused slightly.

At this moment, Monk Liujin also noticed the sudden change in the situation, but he was healing the injuries of Jin Guangtuo, and he was also treating the injuries of the soul.

At this moment, the power of the six gold monk's soul has been immersed in the body of Jin Guangtuo. It cannot be withdrawn at once, otherwise it will directly tear the soul of Jin Guangtuo.

After all, Monk Liujin was a powerful and well-informed monk, and he methodically withdrew the soul power from Jin Guangtuo's body.

"If something goes wrong, don't get up. Your injuries are no longer serious. You can just repair yourself."

Before he finished speaking, the figure of Monk Liujin only left an afterimage on the spot.

Because of this, Monk Liujin's movements slowed down a lot.

But it was Xu Yang who arrived in front of "Monk Musen" half a step faster than Monk Liujin.

Xu Yang spread his purple lightning wings behind him, pulled out a purple lightning bolt in mid-air, and came to the front of "Monk Musen".

Just when Xu Yang was about to attack the huge wooden gun transformed into the body of "Musen Monk", he was still half a beat too late.

"boom!"

There was a burst, the green arc tore through the void, and the golden Buddha ball shattered. The power of golden light that originally poured down from above stopped abruptly, and the entire formation, which had lost its eyes, came to a standstill.

The whole space was shaken.

At this moment, Xu Yang was very close. He protected his face with both arms, and the purple lightning wings behind him rolled forward, protecting his body like a closed clam shell.

The powerful power caused by the explosion threw Xu Yang's body outward.

A hundred feet away in the sky, Xu Yang's body appeared in a cloud of purple lightning, with less than half of the purple lightning wings behind him broken.

Xu Yang stared at the broken golden Buddha ball on the opposite side and said with regret: "It's still half a beat too slow."

With a slight cough, a trace of bright red emerged from the corner of Xu Yang's mouth. The explosive power of the technique just now still caused some damage to him.

At this moment, Monk Musen's limbs were all broken and he was lying on the ground motionless, but his eyes showed the clarity that he had not seen for a long time.

But there was an extra person on the ground ten feet away from Monk Musen.

It was a middle-aged man with a pair of small eyes like soybeans, a thin body, and wearing an inconspicuous gray robe. He was the "Zhang San" face most commonly used by the Thousand-Faced Ghost.

At this moment, the thousand-faced ghost "Zhang San" was stepping on a dark, rectangular ghost flag, and his whole body was hovering three feet above the ground.

The surface of the ghost flag was outlined with complex ghost runes with golden threads. From the edge of the ghost flag, jet-black ghost mist emitted from time to time, and a faint whine could be heard, which made people shudder.

Zhang San pinched the magic formula with one hand, and a dense black ghost mist rolled out from the surface of the ghost flag under his feet, covering "Zhang San"'s body.

"You just have fun here, I, the Thousand-Faced Ghost, have more roles to play.

"Thousand-faced ghost Zhang San's words came out from the ghost mist, "Hey hey hey. "

The ghost mist subsided, and the Thousand-faced Ghost Zhang San and his Seven Evil Ghost Flags disappeared.

Monk Liujin stared in one direction and gritted his teeth and said: "This is all a conspiracy, Shadow, Thousand-faced Ghost, don't let me catch you next time."

If he hadn't been able to cope with the next changes, with the strength of the six-gold monk, he would have definitely caught up and beaten up the Thousand-faced Ghost. But all of this seems to be part of the Thousand Faced Ghost's plan.

...

At this time, next to Monk Musen who was lying on the ground, a ray of fire dimmed, revealing Monk Chiyan's body.

Monk Chi Yan quickly helped Monk Mu Sen up and said anxiously: "Junior Brother Mu Sen, you have to hold on, I will save you."

Monk Chi Yan tried to inject mana into Monk Mu Sen's body, but found that the meridians in Monk Mu Sen's body had stagnated. Monk Mu Sen was now almost exhausted, and he could not easily use any external mana.

"This?" Tears burst out of Monk Chi Yan's eyes and fell on Monk Mu Sen's clothes in his arms.

At this moment, Monk Musen was smiling and said in a trembling voice: "Senior Brother Chiyan, I, I am free..."

The horror of being a ghost slave is more frightening than losing one's life. Monk Musen experienced it firsthand this time.

With a flash of golden light, Monk Liujin also came to Monk Musen.

He squatted down, carefully inspected Monk Mu Sen's injuries, and then said: "Mu Sen's body was seriously injured, and simple external force cannot help him recover."

As he spoke, Monk Liujin took out a small blue porcelain bottle from his arms and poured out three golden pills.

The three golden pills are only about the size of soybeans. Each pill has three golden lines on its surface, and there is also a Sanskrit character that can flow back and forth on the surface of the pill. It is obvious at first glance that it is not ordinary.

"There are three "Golden Buddha Creation Pills" here. Taking them can protect his life, but if he wants to return to his original cultivation level, it depends on his own fortune." Liujin Monk said.

Monk Chi Yan took the pill, opened Monk Mu Sen's dry lips, and said in a warm voice: "Junior Brother Mu Sen, you will get better after taking the Golden Buddha Creation Pill."

Monk Chiyan put three pills into Monk Musen's mouth.

After a while, monk Musen's pale face gradually gained color, and his breathing became smoother and stronger. Miraculously, even Monk Musen's broken limbs began to heal themselves.

"Thank you, Lord Hall Master, for giving me the Golden Buddha Creation Pill." Monk Musen said gratefully.

The Golden Buddha Creation Pill is the top pill in the Golden Buddha Temple. It can not only restore the seriously injured, but it is also a unique elixir that can break through the Daoming realm and above. However, because these pills are extremely rare and precious, only monks with a status like Liujin Monk, the leader of the hall, can get a few pills.

The Six-Gold Monk nodded, and then said: "No need to say thank you, you are all my disciples of the Golden Clothes Hall, and you are the brothers and sisters of my Six-Gold Monk. How can a few pills compare to the love of brotherhood? Next, don't you Just exercise your strength and rest for three to five years, and you will slowly get better.”

After a pause, Monk Liujin continued: "Chi Yan, take Musen back to the Golden Buddha Temple. We will handle the matters here."

"As commanded."

"Thank you, Master, for taking care of me."

Monk Chi Yan helped the seriously injured Monk Musen, used the fire escape technique and left quickly without looking back.

Not long after Monk Chi Yan and Monk Mu Sen left, the entire fine iron square beneath everyone's feet suddenly shook, making a rumble like rolling thunder.

Monk Liujin narrowed his eyes with a solemn expression, "What was supposed to come has come."

At this moment, the golden bald Tutu has recovered 80% from his injuries, and the silver bald Tutu has recovered. They are standing on the left and right of the six-gold monk.

Xu Yang, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li stood side by side, all looking nervous.

Click, click, click... click, click, click...

Vein-like cracks began to appear on the extremely solid fine iron ground, as if something powerful was about to rush out from below.