White Bone Monkey King

"Little brother, it sounds like the disciples of the Nine-faced Buddha personally took action..."

"I just don't know what they are trying to do with so much trouble, but it must be related to the Nine-faced Buddha. Maybe there is a bigger conspiracy behind it..."

When the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he looked at Jin An who was silent but hesitated to speak.

The grandfather and grandson had already cooperated tacitly. Jin An could see through the old Taoist priest's mind at a glance: "Old Taoist, there is no need for you and me to talk and hide half and leave half. I know what you want to say, whether it is related to the Nine-faced Buddha or whether it is related to someone." Putting Mandrill and Kuimei's calculations on us, this matter can no longer be solved today."

Jin An's voice was deep.

He was a little angry.

He saw the corpse of the girl who had given them the golden jade garment, in her prime, withering miserably in a pool of blood.

He had a very good impression of this girl from the Golden Family.

Only a few days.

But the fragrance disappeared before his eyes.

At the edge of the crater, Bian Zhen from the Golden Family was about to lead people up the iron chain to the platform built on the lava. She heard footsteps coming from behind and turned around to see Jin An coming. Jin An spoke before her.

"I'm going to save people."

Just four simple words.

He stood condescendingly on the edge of the volcano, looking down at the thick smoke billowing below. His Taoist robes were swinging in the wind and clouds. Although he only had four words and did not say that he would definitely save people, just looking at his back gave people great relief and security. feel.

Determined temperament.

calm.

Trust is easily gained.

Just at this moment, thick smoke billowed from the crater, the wind direction changed, and the volcanic cloud became slightly thinner. The scene on the lava platform was briefly revealed and was immediately covered by the volcanic cloud again.

Although it was just a quick glance, I still caught a glimpse of the general situation on the platform, including ten human figures, a huge wooden coffin, and the blood sacrifice formation.

"This..." Everyone present was horrified by the bloody scene on the lava platform mountain. They felt sick to their stomachs and wanted to vomit. Then they became angry and their eyes were red with anger. Those were the blood of their tribesmen or relatives!

Yang Jin was not found on the platform. Bian Zhen from the Golden Family worriedly shouted: "Yang Jin, where are you!"

Bian Zhen wanted to rush over regardless of her own safety, but at this moment the volcanic cloud had covered the platform again, but at the last moment, everyone saw an incredible scene.

"Who was the last person we saw! Are there really people with so many hands in this world!"

"That must be the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva in the epic legend! Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how one person could have so many arms!"

"Could it be that the smoke here is too thick, causing us to see an illusion!"

Many people couldn't help but exclaimed, their faces full of surprise and astonishment.

It's not that they don't believe the truth they saw, it's just that the scene they just saw was too incredible.

Only the Golden Family and the descendants of the divine monkey did not think that it was an illusion. Bian Zhen said with chills and weakness in his heart: "No! You have no illusion, that is not the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva! The man with twelve arms is the Black Stone The protector of the Zizi Sect! He killed many of our tribesmen, and then deceived us into taking away the big demon of Yangjin! That man is very strong, standing in front of him is like a person feeling powerless facing a huge mountain!"

That feeling of helplessness.

Even thinking about it now still makes me despair.

Bian Zhen said nervously: "He must have discovered us when we saw him. Let's go quickly. Don't lose your lives in vain here!"

She didn't want to involve more people.

"It's just a remnant of the centipede." Jin An stood up and took the lead before the other party came to find him.

From the first moment he saw the Dharma Protector of the Zi Zai Sect, Jin An thought of the Buddhist kingdom of Baizu people and heretics.

This surprised him.

Unexpectedly, there are still remnants of the centipedes lingering outside.

What made him even more unexpected was that the Nine-faced Buddha came from Baizu!

Centipede?

What is that?

The people of the Golden Family, the survivors of the tribe of descendants of the monkeys, the Tianshen clan and other rescued people did not flinch. They all wanted to go with Jin An to rescue people, but Jin An refused them all: "The temperature in the crater It’s scorching hot, the air is thin, and it’s filled with a lot of poisonous sulfur smoke. People who don’t know how to hold their breath can’t save them no matter how many times they come.”

"Old Taoist, please give some of my blood-tonifying medicine to those who are descendants of the divine monkeys, and give them some of our remaining immortal leaves. I hope this remedy is not too late."

The old Taoist priest immediately got busy after hearing this.

The descendants of the divine monkey looked moved and said quickly: "No, no, we have the immortal leaves ourselves. The elders left the immortal leaves to us before they died in the battle."

At this time, Master Yiyun and Qi Bo both stood up and wanted to go down into the volcano with Jin An to rescue people. Jin An nodded and said to be careful.

Then Bian Zhen had to follow her no matter what, she wanted to see Yang Jin with her own eyes.

Seeing her persistence, Jin An stopped refusing.

And just as Jin An stepped on the iron chains and descended into the crater, the sound of swaying iron chains could be heard in the thick smoke. In the thick clouds, there was a tall figure with many hands walking slowly towards him.

Gradually, a tall and majestic man with twelve arms, a golden wheel of holy fire hanging on his back, and a Buddha mask appeared in front of him.

The Twelve-Handed Dharma Protector, like Jin An, is a strong person who wants to take the initiative. At this moment, the two met on the iron chain.

"Be careful! His twelve arms can attack twelve times at the same time! Many of our sisters died without defense!" Bian Zhen reminded, Jin An did not understand the Tubo language.

"The descendants of the Nine-Faced Buddha?"

"What level have you completed?"

Taoist robe hunting, Jin An stood on the iron chain, with the hot lava under his feet. If he fell, he would definitely die. He looked straight at his opponent with a calm expression.

The twelve-handed protector of Buddha's mask also had cold eyes. He calmly looked at the young Han Taoist priest in front of him. When he heard Jin An's words, his pupils were cold: "Several chess pieces planted by Buddha in Wuzhou Mansion were abolished one after another. According to the intelligence, the culprit is a very humble Taoist temple. Is this you the person the intelligence mentioned?"

The man answered in Chinese.

Jin An remained calm: "Are you referring to Monk Pu Zhi of the Two-faced Buddha in Chang County, or Monk Chanyuan of Bailong Temple who has the heart of the Three Lotus Buddha?"

"You are indeed the one who provoked Buddha. Very good. Today is the day when Buddha's tenth new body is born. It just so happens that you are going to sacrifice your blood to Buddha's tenth new body. It seems that even God is on our side. God helps the Buddha to succeed in his tenth practice." The energy of the twelve-handed protector surged, and the golden wheel of holy fire behind him burst out. Wearing the mask of the Buddha, he was like the true Buddha appearing in a golden body under the sun, dazzling and carrying The pure aura of the Holy Spirit makes people surrender at his feet and convert to Buddhism.

The heavy iron chain shook violently in the absence of wind, and the nearby volcanic cloud was blown away. It was the surging air that exploded from the body of the Twelve-Handed Dharma Protector, exuding a terrifying and frightening aura. Standing on the edge of the crater were the Celestial Clan, the Golden Family, The descendants of the divine monkey and some other scattered forces involuntarily took a few steps back, with palpitating expressions on their faces.

After calming down, they couldn't help but worry about Jin'an's safety.

"It's not yet certain who will kill whom. I don't know how many of you centipede people have escaped, enough for my Kunwu knife to kill you in one go." Jin An looked at the twelve-handed protector with cold eyes.

The eyes of the Twelve-Handed Protector God surged with murderous intent: "You know the Centipede! You have been to the desert and found the Kingdom of the Immortal God!"

"Just because you are worthy of being arrogant in front of me, who do you think you are?"

There was a cold tone from under Buddha's mask. It seemed that Jin An's mention of the word "Baizudian" made him have an unprecedented murderous intention. With an astonishing murderous intention, he came over forcefully to kill.

The golden wheel behind him emits a scorching light, which is so dazzling that people can't open their eyes. It erupts with blazing heat, which causes the temperature of the crater to rise again. He is like a Buddha and Bodhisattva coming out of the sun, carrying the Great Sun Tathagata with him. His majestic aura made it impossible for people to look directly at his golden figure.

This move has always been unfavorable in the past. The opponent cannot look directly at him, and his strength is reduced by 20 to 30% before he can fight.

At the same time, his twelve arms took out twelve weapons, half of which were Gabala instruments polished from human bones, bone flutes, bone bells, bone pestles, bone shovels, bone bowls, and pitch-black skulls, and the other half were Swords and weapons that are as sharp as clay, and Buddhist beads and lotuses.

Jin An was not afraid, he pulled out the Kunwu sword and strode forward to meet him. Just when the two were about to collide head-on, Jin An raised his left hand and shot out a divine light of falling treasure, directly knocking off the golden back of the twelve-handed protector. Wheel, the dazzling light in front of my eyes disappeared and I could see again.

The golden wheel was melted not long after it fell into the lava.

Faced with this sudden change, the Twelve-Handed Dharma Protector was obviously caught off guard. Under the Buddha mask, he frowned and used the sword in his hand to block Jin An's fierce knife.

boom!

When the weapons collided, this place was like a thunderbolt explosion, with a dazzling light erupting and a red shock wave in the air.

This was the mysterious Dao rhyme vibration on Kunwu's sword, which caused the lava under his feet to roll violently, like a sleeping fire dragon being awakened, emitting billowing heat waves.

Everyone on the edge of the crater looked at the hot lava that was shaken up by fire waves, and their hearts were shocked. The aftermath of the battle alone was so powerful that even the fire in the center of the earth could be stirred. What an amazing destructive power it would be. If they If he were to take this knife head-on, wouldn't it mean that he would be shattered into countless corpses on the spot?

Click!

Peng!

All the weapons in the hands of the Twelve-handed Protector God were shattered, the tiger's mouth was cracked, and blood flowed out. The bones, muscles, and internal organs in his body were all in pain after receiving a knife just now, and his internal organs were slightly injured.

But before he could react, while he was stunned and unsteady, Jin An rushed to kill him, and directly used his spiritual martial arts to calm down the divine calamity, trying to immobilize the soul of the twelve-handed protector, and then raised his sword to chop it down. The opponent's head.

At this moment, several Gabala magic weapons in the hands of the Twelve-Handed Dharma Protector emitted black light, actively blocking the attack of the spirit, allowing him to escape.

After failing in the Dingshen Tribulation, Jin An did not hesitate, and continued to slash with the Kunwu knife in his hand. The sharp blade cut through the hot air at high speed, causing a screaming sound. Even the blade of the blade became redder and deepened, creating a firelight as it rubbed in the air.

Ever since Jinlun was accidentally knocked down, the Twelve Guardian Gods have been passive. Jin'an's attacks are fast and fierce, pressing step by step, without giving him a chance to breathe. He looked at Kunwu Dao with a fearful look in his eyes, Seeing that there was no way to hide, he could only use a few Gabala magic weapons in his hands to forcefully block the sword light.

Boom!

Within the reach of the sword light, all Gabala magic weapons were shattered and torn apart!

The whole person was split vertically into two.

Then the body was shattered by the overbearing rhythmic movement on Kunwu's sword, exploded, and the body exploded into a rain of blood. It fell into the lava, completely shattered and ashes, and there was no chance of resurrection.

This is called one force reducing ten!

No matter how many arms you have, you can't catch a knife that explodes with all its strength!

Well.

"Just, just die like that?" The person standing on the edge of the crater had an expression of shock, horror, and disbelief on his face.

This... is too shocking.

They were all dumbfounded.

When the Protector God's Qi surged just now, even they who were outside the crater could detect the terrifying fluctuations. They subconsciously took a few steps back. They thought there would be a world-shattering battle, but in the end, the Protector God of the Free Sect responded to both attacks. Can't live.

In fact, Jin An made four moves in total, and the other two moves were Blocking the Golden Wheel and Dingshen Jie.

But when it comes to the ones that have the biggest impact on the mind, none are more than the Golden Family and the descendants of the Monkey God! They were stunned, looking at the backs on the iron chains, speechless for a long time!

They had all seen with their own eyes the power and strength of the Twelve-Handed Dharma Protectors. Once one of them appeared, they easily tore apart their defenses, causing a large number of casualties... But what did they see now!

Could he really be a god from an epic song, a son from heaven?

Because only in the epic legends of the snowy land can gods exist! There are no gods in the world today!

Jin An did not stay where he was and continued to pass through the iron chains to the lava platform.

In recent times, he has swallowed dragon spirits and dragon beads. He has made rapid progress. His cultivation has reached the late stage of the second realm. He is only one step away from perfection. What will happen next? Three realms. In the early stage of the second realm, he defeated the masters in the late stage and was almost invincible, let alone now that he has broken through to the late stage.

Unless he encounters a strong man in the third realm, he puts down his old face and suppresses him personally.

The ability of these disciples of the Nine-faced Buddha to resurrect from the dead is too weird, and they are only suitable for quick battles. Only by crushing people's bones and ashes can they prevent resurrection from the dead, so he took action without reservation and directly used Kunwu knife.

The Twelve-Handed Dharma Protector is the descendant of the Nine-faced Buddha who has the highest level of cultivation he has encountered so far. His strength is far better than that of Monk Pu Zhi and Monk Chanyuan, but he is also the one he can kill most easily.

This also just shows that Jin An's cultivation is rapid and diligent.

Jin An wanted to win a quick victory and prevent him from resurrecting, but in the eyes of outsiders, his back was invincible, which made people tremble.

I'm afraid there will be a new story added to the plateau epic in the future! The protagonist of the story is the Han Taoist priest in front of him, the master of the Five Zang Taoist Temple in Jin'an, who conquers demons in the snow!

At this moment, the senior officials of the Tianshen Clan couldn't help but look at the Golden Family and the Monkey Descendant Tribe with envy. They envied the two tribes for having established a good relationship with Jin An early and forged a good relationship.

When Jin An stepped onto the platform, he frowned at the strong smell of blood here. Even the stench of sulfur could not cover up the bloody smell here. These disciples of the Nine-faced Buddha killed too many people for blood sacrifices, and their bodies were thrown into Otherwise there wouldn't be enough room for so many corpses in the volcanic lava.

Hearing someone coming to the platform, standing under the statue of the Ten Witches, reciting Canggu's stubborn scriptures, the four left-behind guardian gods who were presiding over the blood sacrifice ceremony all looked at each other.

"You're back, is everything going well..." Before they could finish speaking, the four of them were stunned, forgetting to interrupt the ceremony.

"Who among you is the best at fighting?"

Jin An stepped onto the platform, looked around, glanced at the statues of the Ten Witches, the huge wooden coffin, and finally stared at the guardian gods. Looking at these talents with eight or ten hands, his eyes were calm: "It turns out that even one person can None of them were beaten.”

The four Dharma Protector Gods' eyes darkened: "How did you get here?"