White Bone Monkey King

In fact, not everyone entered the Inanimate Holy Land. Some souls also gathered outside the Coffin Temple.

Most of these people were of low cultivation and did not dare to risk entering the Coffin Temple, so they waited in the Grand Canyon outside the Coffin Temple to see who would eventually walk out of the Coffin Temple.

Is he a martial artist?

Or did Wu Sheng Holy Land announce to the outside world that they successfully surrounded and killed the martial arts immortals? Just like the ending of the previous generation of martial arts immortals.

It's just that they didn't wait for anyone, but they waited for the devil from the underworld first!

Moreover, two demons from the underworld appeared at the same time!

These people fled in horror, and at the same time they were wondering what happened in the Holy Land of Inanimate Life, and why they even provoked two demons from the underworld.

At this time, the canyon outside the Coffin Temple was in a mess. The devil of the underworld could not enter the canyon, so he blasted out a passage. The long-standing canyon was violently dug out with a huge trumpet opening, leaving devastation everywhere.

Those frightened souls did not really run away, but hid far away. These people were curious about the purpose of the two underworld demons coming here.

Mountains and rivers shook, canyons swayed, and tens of thousands of tons of rocks slid down. When they saw the great demon ape from the underworld, which was like a wild beast, walking alone out of the violently destroyed canyon, these people looked at each other, and they all saw solemnity on each other's faces.

"What exactly happened in Wusheng Holy Land? Why did the martial arts immortals, Wusheng Holy Cult, many soul masters enter it, and even another underworld demon entered it, but in the end only one underworld demon ape came out?"

They watched helplessly as the Great Demonic Ape of the Underworld went away, leaving huge footprints in the mountains and valleys, and disappeared at the end of the sky, but they did not dare to enter the canyons to see the truth.

They stayed outside because of their low strength. They didn't dare to enter the valley before, and they are even more afraid to enter the valley now.

What if another hell demon is still inside?

"The martial arts immortal must have caused too much trouble in the underworld. The martial arts immortal's body has gone to the underworld, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are a great temptation to the corpses and ghosts in the underworld!"

"It makes sense, this guess is very likely!"

The long wait is always tiring, but these people continue to wait and refuse to leave. Even they don't know the reason for their persistence.

Maybe out of curiosity?

Is it because you are simply joining in the fun?

Maybe he was expecting something...

Until they witnessed a familiar figure walk out of the canyon through the void and became the second person to leave the space of the Inanimate Holy Land. All their curiosity, doubts, and expectations opened their eyes involuntarily at this moment.

"The martial arts shattered the void, and the peacock fairy flew with him in auspiciousness. There is no mistake! It's him! He is the newly promoted martial arts immortal, Shen Wuhou, and the master of the Wu Zang Taoist Temple fought his way out of the Holy Land of Inanimate Life alive!"

"This... so many masters entered the Holy Land of Wusheng. The Martial Arts Immortal was the second one to leave the canyon after the Great Demon Ape of the Underworld... Could it be that the Martial Arts Immortal really succeeded in attacking the Holy Land of Wusheng, and captured it with just one person? A thousand-year-old religious holy land?"

"Are martial arts immortals really so powerful... It turns out that Shenwuhou is not a young man who is arrogant, but actually has the strength to conquer a thousand-year-old sect!"

Some were horrified, some were in disbelief, and some were suspicious. The place became more and more noisy and excited for discussion.

"Wait and see, the martial arts immortal is very powerful, but I still can't believe that he can really defeat a thousand-year-old religion with just one person? Wait and see, will there be a reversal in the future, will there be no life? The people from the Holy Land are chasing us!" Those suspicious people shook their heads and wanted to wait.

Because attacking the next thousand-year-old sect by one person is really too...unbelievable. It is beyond the imagination of ordinary people. It simply subverts their worldview.

"I support this. If there are people from the Holy Land of Wusheng who come out later, it means that Marquis Shenwu fled and the attack was not successful. It's just that you have too much wishful thinking! But even if Marquis Shenwu is really defeated, it is not shameful. Being able to attack a thousand-year-old religious holy land by yourself, and being able to escape without being attacked by many strong men, is enough to make Shenwuhou famous all over the world, and to make the Five Zang Taoist Temple famous!"

"I also think it will be very difficult for Marquis Shenwu to attack Wusheng Holy Land. He only has a Peacock Fairy to help him. Facing a great religious holy land, he is still too powerful and weak!"

Several people immediately echoed.

It's not that they don't believe it, it's that there has never been such an example in history. If Jin'an can really conquer the Holy Land of Inanimate by himself this time, it will be a historical precedent and leave a name for thousands of years.

These disputes did not last long. Suddenly, one after another soul escaping light flew out from the depths of the Grand Canyon. These souls flew around like a rainbow, as if searching for something, but found nothing. Finally, the soul light fell on the ground. .

These Yuanshen masters were all in a miserable state, as if they had just escaped from a desperate situation of life and death.

The underworld is dangerous, and no one is arrogant enough to dare to escape in the underworld. These soul masters came to the Huangquan River with unlucky faces, planning to leave this place of right and wrong.

For those who stayed outside the canyon, look at me and I look at you. Why are there so few Yuan Shen masters coming out? Why are there only no people from the Holy Land of Wusheng coming out?

Those who are brave enough to find someone who seems to be more talkative will carefully inquire about the situation inside. Soon after, a piece of news that can subvert the spiritual world is revealed, causing a huge commotion.

The Inanimate Holy Land was destroyed, and all the Buddhas in Xitianling Mountain died. No one survived, and even Xitianling Mountain was razed to the ground. A thousand-year-old sect was destroyed as soon as it was said to be destroyed, and it was destroyed in just one night! And there is only one person who destroyed Xitian Lingshan, the martial artist Immortal God Wuhou! The young master of the Five Zang Taoist Temple!

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and everyone was dumbfounded. After the commotion, there was panic, and after the panic, there was silence.

The martial arts master defeated many Shinto masters and walked away with a great victory! This battle may change the world!

After the commotion, these people also began to rush onto the soul-inducing ship, took the soul-inducing lanterns, and rushed towards the underworld capital.

They can't wait to return to Yang immediately and tell the world about this first-hand news. They can't wait to see the reactions of various sects.

"Why does the Huangquan River feel so long today? It moves so slowly. I really want to fly to the capital city of the underworld!"

"That's right, I can't help but want to see Yang Jian's reaction!"

It is strange to say that these people were speeding along the Huangquan River, but they still could not meet Jin'an who left first. People speculated that Jin'an's small bamboo raft was so fast, could it be faster than the treasure ship they were riding?

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In fact, after leaving the Grand Canyon, Jin An planned to leave on a bamboo raft, and then return directly to the capital of the underworld along the Jiuqu Huangquan River in the underworld.

Unexpectedly, the red gourd had sucked in the treasure of the underworld, and it was too heavy. As soon as he boarded the bamboo raft, the bamboo raft was pressed into the water and sank.

He had no choice but to abandon the bamboo raft and walk back along the river bank.

I don't know if it was the breath of the nine-headed troll leaking from the red gourd, or because he had just been contaminated with the breath of the great devil ape from the underworld. The whole journey was very peaceful, and he didn't even meet a little ghost from the underworld.

Passing through several wild temples in the underworld, they were all empty, with no trace of the wild gods and evil spirits who lived inside.

Seeing this, Jin An thought for a while, then started to speed up his steps, heading towards the capital at full speed.

During the past few days when he was on the road, no soul-inducing ship could be seen passing him behind him, which showed how fast he was traveling.

On this day, Jin An, who was on his way, saw a awning boat floating down the river in front of him. There was a soul-inducing lantern on the bow of the awning boat. The green candlelight in the soul-inducing lantern gave off a cold light on the Yinshui River.

The awning boat is hung with curtains, so you can't see what's going on inside or who's on it.

The awning boat continued to drift along the current, passing Jin'an without any abnormality.

Jin An stopped on the shore and stared at the awning boat as it left and disappeared into the gray mist on the river behind him. Only then did he get on the road again.

He walked not far, his ears twitched slightly, and he heard movement behind him, so he turned his head and looked behind him.

He found an old monk with white beard and hair, who looked like a kind old man with long eyebrows, and chased him at a speed no slower than him.

"Amitabha, you are so good. How do you call this little Taoist friend? At a young age, his blood is as strong as a lake, and his essence is as majestic as a mountain and river. He uses his flesh and blood body to walk down the underworld and enter the underworld. His cultivation has probably reached its peak. He has reached the level of martial arts, human and immortal. Really?" The old monk with long eyebrows clasped his hands towards Jin An, with a kind face and kind eyes.

Jin An: "Master, you are also extraordinary. In the underworld where there are many withered bones, thousands of tombs, and temples of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods, you are running in the air. Master, you also have the third realm of cultivation. May I ask, master, how many years have you been practicing?"

The two of them talked on the roadside while rushing.

The old monk with long eyebrows said: "Amitabha, you are so good. Time makes people grow old. A poor monk has practiced hard for hundreds of years before he can reach his current level. Unlike my little Taoist friend, you are already a martial artist in your early twenties. You have a bright future." Unlimited.”

Jin An laughed loudly: "Master, you are being humble. I wonder, master, are you practicing the Sutra of the Past, the Sutra of the Present, or the Sutra of the Future?"

The old monk with long eyebrows smoothed his long white eyebrows with his hands, and smiled kindly: "The Buddha said that the eighty-four thousand Dharma gates lead to the same goal through different paths. Taking the world as a sign, practicing the worldly Dharma, and realizing the wisdom beyond the world. Now the Buddha does not deny the past Buddha. The Buddha of the future does not negate the Buddha of the present, and the Buddha of the past does not negate the Buddha of the future. 'Shenwu Hou', you are in trouble."

One moment, the long-browed old monk looked like a kind-faced, uncontested eminent monk. The next moment, he turned into an angry scowl as he walked towards the Buddha. The Dharma Wheel suddenly rose from the back of his head, shining towards Jin'an and the Peacock Buddha Mother.

"Peacock King Buddha Mother, why don't you kneel down and confess your sins!"

"Marquis Shenwu! Did the attack on the Holy Land of Wusheng go well this time? Why not let my "Past Sutra" illuminate your past life sins first, and let me, the Buddha, save you to go to the place where you are destined!"

Unexpectedly, the Dharma Wheel was blocked by a piece of saint's gold paper, and it failed to wipe out Jin'an and Peacock King Buddha Mother.

The old monk with long eyebrows visualized the Buddha in the past and offered a holy monk's relic that was full of Buddha's light. He wanted to break the golden page of the saint. The protective jade that Jin An carried sensed the danger and automatically protected the master at this time.

The back of a tall martial arts immortal stood behind Jin An, with a majestic demeanor, like a solid backing. The sword energy stretched across the sky, a bit of cold light pierced the sky, the sword energy flew away like a rainbow, and then cast away the unabated stab. The left eye of the old monk with long eyebrows.

There were no extra fancy sword moves, no moves to the extreme, only one move to win. With just one sword strike, the old monk with long eyebrows was seriously injured by the Changhong Sword Qi. He covered his eyes and screamed in defeat and retreated.

At this time, he no longer cares about Jin'an. He just wants to find a place as soon as possible to use the "Past Sutra" to heal his wounds and remove the sharp sword energy left in his soul by the previous generation of martial arts immortals.

He was now frightened, his mind and eyes were filled with sharp sword energy, and he retreated decisively, not giving Jin An a chance to continue to fight back.

Jin An was about to sacrifice several 600,000 Yin De magic weapons and forcibly keep the past Buddhas in the Third Buddha of the Inanimate Holy Land. Unexpectedly, the other party acted decisively and backed away without giving him a chance to sacrifice the magic weapons.

Watching the Buddha disappear into the distance in a blink of an eye, and in the next blink of an eye he had climbed over a mountain peak, Jin An regretfully put away the magic weapon.

In fact, after traveling for so many days, his cultivation has returned to the realm of martial arts, human beings and immortals, otherwise he may not be able to let the other party leave.

As early as the beginning of the meeting, Jin An had already recognized the other person's identity. He could meet someone whose Buddhist practice made him feel dangerous near the Holy Land of Wusheng. The first thing he thought of was to go to the underworld to intercept the Third Buddha, a master of Shinto.

Moreover, Peacock King Buddha Mother is right next to him, so it is not difficult at all to identify him.

"This past Buddha was already injured before he met me..."

"It seems that the process of Wusheng Holy Land intercepting Yujing Golden Tower, Zhenguo Temple, and Tianshi Mansion in the Yang Realm did not go smoothly. I should have wanted to return to Wusheng Holy Land to heal my wounds just now, and happened to bump into me." Jin An said with a frown.

Then, he sneered: "When the Buddha returns to the Holy Land of Inanimate Life and sees the Xiaoling Mountain that no longer exists, I wonder what he will think, and whether he will be so desperate that he kills himself."

The Mother of the Peacock King Buddha looked at the direction where the past Buddha left without saying a word. She did not expect that even the appearance of the third Buddha would not allow Jin'an to stay. She thought of the collapsed Xiaoling Mountain and Xiaoleiyin Temple again, her eyes were gloomy, and she was even more reluctant to speak.

Hahaha, Jin An finished teasing the bird, and then continued to speed up.

The rest of the journey went smoothly, and he did not encounter other Buddhas of the third generation to intercept or kill him. He returned to the capital city of the underworld smoothly, and returned to the upper world with the female peacock.

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Yangjian.

Criminal Investigation Department.

It’s half a moon in the underworld, but it’s still dark in the upper world.

Squeak——

The door of the wing room opened from the inside, and Jin An walked out of the wing room with the female peacock in high spirits.

The old Taoist priest, Xiejian, and Fatty Li, who were all anxious and had been wandering around outside the wing all night long, rushed over happily when they heard the sound of the door opening.

On the other hand, the goat tied to the side kept eating, drinking and defecating without missing a meal.

"Hahaha, little brother, you are finally back safe and sound, but you are worrying me to death!"

"And me, I've been worried about you, Taoist Priest Jin'an!"

Several people looked around Jin An and saw that Jin An was in good health. They completely let go of their worries, and then couldn't wait to ask how the attack on Wusheng Holy Land would end.

Jin An smiled and replied: "It went smoothly."

"What do you mean it's relatively smooth? Is it smooth or not? Little brother, please stop playing riddles, but I'm so anxious!" the old Taoist priest complained.

"From now on, there will be no holy land of inanimation in this world."

"The Holy Land of Inanimation has been destroyed."

That night, the Criminal Investigation Department's lights were as bright as day, and they drank and cheered all night long.

At the same time, a shocking news spread rapidly in the capital, and the Holy Land of Inanimate no longer existed!