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"Great compassionate benefactor, you won't forget the poor monk, right?"

When the Great Compassion Monarch grabbed the fragments of the Sanpa Gourd in his hands, the golden Buddha light shone, and the young monk folded his hands together with a smile on his face.

"Huh? You monk has some skill."

The Great Compassion Demon turned his head and looked at the young monk, with a look on his face a little surprised, "My Great Compassion Mantra can't touch your Zen mind? Monk, who are you?"

"Amitabha, poor monk Jin Chanzi!"

The handsome monk with red lips and white teeth saluted the Great Compassionate Demon Lord with a smile, "Devil Lord, this thing is related to the poor monk, please also the Demon Lord to give me alms!"

"Golden Chanzi?"

Hearing this name, the Great Compassionate Monarch frowned, "Central whirling world, big disciple under the seat of Buddha, Jin Chanzi?"

"The name is not enough, the little monk is Jin Chanzi."

Jin Chanzi still had a smile on his face, not hurriedly, with a calm appearance.

"Even if it is under the sage, it is a delusion to let this seat be captured."

The Great Compassionate Demon screamed, and the jade flute in his hand burst out with a stern flute, as if sentient beings were crying, as if the world was in the same sadness.

He tried his best to cast the Great Compassion Curse, but the Great Compassion Demon Lord was not in love with war, but... turned around and ran.

No matter how confident the Great Compassionate Demon Lord was, he would not have the confidence to have done it before, Jin Chanzi, the disciple of Tathagata.This is the legend of the saint, one of the characters with the largest backer and the hardest backstage in the prehistoric world.

The Great Compassionate Demon is a disciple of the ancestors of the Styx River. Compared with ordinary monks, the background is indeed very hard.But compared with the sages, it is nothing.

Don't run...Waiting to be arrested and suppressed for thousands of years, eat fast and recite Buddha every day?

"Amitabha, why don't the donors persist in enlightenment?"

The Great Compassionate Demon turned around and ran, only to find...Jin Chanzi suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Enlighten your grandma!"

The Great Compassionate Demon roared furiously, and the Yuxiao in his hand waved and smashed.

"burst!"

"Blode", this is the legend of Styx.The Great Compassionate Demon seemed to have his true meaning. This magic weapon exploded, whether it was timing or decision, it was like an ancestor of Styx.

"Boom!"

With a shocking sound, the Great Compassionate Demon blew the jade flute magic weapon.

Then... Turn around and run without looking back!

"Donor, the sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, turning back is the shore!"

Just after running for a while, Jin Chanzi, who was covered in golden light, appeared in front of him again. It seemed that the magic weapon exploded just now, which had no effect on Jin Chanzi.

"Damn it!"

The disciple of the Tathagata Buddha's descendant, really tyrannical.

The Great Compassionate Demon suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, and said in his heart: "I'm afraid I can't take this piece of San Po gourd back!"

Even if I can't get it, I can't make you feel better!

Thinking of this, the Great Compassionate Demon gritted his teeth and yelled to the sky: "Red Cloud Relict, the ninety-nine San Po gourd fragments are born!"

The mighty voice spread all over the country, and the voice heard the sky.

"Red Cloud legacy?"

"Shards of Sanshou Gourd?"

"Unparalleled opportunity!"

After the roar, everyone near Liangjieguan heard the news.Combined with the previous rumors, the birth of the treasure is true!

One after another, the light soared into the sky, and rushed up with howling.

"Amitabha……"

Seeing such a scene, Jin Chanzi showed a bitter expression and sighed with a sigh of Buddha.

"Hey! Even if you can't get it, don't think about it!"

The Great Compassionate Demon smiled sternly, grabbed the fragments of San Po gourd, and smashed it against the waves of escape from the rear, "San Po gourd fragments are here!"

"Huh? Sanpaku gourd fragments?"

"My! My!"

When the Great Compassionate Demon smashed the Sanshou Gourd fragments into the crowd, the crowd suddenly became chaotic.

Fight, fight, fight, and fight in a mess.

"Amitabha!"

With compassion on her face, Jin Chanzi stepped forward, stepping into the place where everyone was fighting, and the mighty light of the Buddha wafted out.

Like golden water waves, the mighty Buddha light rushed out, covering all the monks around.Every monk was shrouded in a golden light curtain.

This is the "Vajra Bodyguard Mantra".Not an attack spell, but an excellent blessing spell.

However, after this "Vajra Bodyguard Mantra" is blessed, he can no longer move.

In a scroll of golden light, the thousands of monks, one after another like statues made of gold, are fixed in the air.

"Amitabha, poor monks are not good at fighting, please forgive me."

Jin Chanzi smiled, stretched out his hand and grabbed the shards of Sanpa gourd in his hand, "This thing is related to the poor monk, the poor monk is embarrassed to take it!"

"Damn it!"

"The thief is bald!"

"Bastard!"

A group of casual cultivators who had been imprisoned jumped and yelled.

Jin Chanzi smiled and turned a deaf ear.

"Fate to you? The thief is bald, let me go!"

Suddenly, there was a loud and earth-shattering shout, and the evil spirit went up to the sky.

A majestic demon gas, like the Optimus Prime, rushed straight into the sky.The vast and boundless breath is overwhelming.

The gusty wind howled, the wind surging, the lightning and thunder.

Between the roar of the world, a huge figure appeared in the air.

It was a huge black giant cow.

"The Bull Demon..."

Seeing this figure, a horrified scream sounded around.

Ji Lei Shan, the Bull Demon King, has a fierce reputation, and it is powerful in the world.

This kind of peerless great demon appeared in this world, and scared the monks near the Liangjieguan to pale pale and trembling all over.

"Is that idiot Man Niu died in the hands of this thing? Red Cloud Relic? Fragments of San Po gourd? Very good! It belongs to me!"

The demon wind whizzed, and the huge black bull turned into a black man with double horns, and appeared in front of Jin Chanzi.

"Golden Chanzi?"

A pair of bright red bull eyes stared at Jin Chanzi, with rough air sprayed from his nostrils, and the Bull Demon grinned, "I heard that you, this fellow, can't beat people, only get beaten, claiming that you can't kill? Are you really unkillable!"

A mixed iron rod that looked like a huge pillar appeared in his hand, shook it high, and smashed it down against the golden cicada.

"Amitabha!"

Jin Chanzi shook his head helplessly, clasped his hands together, proclaimed the Buddha's name, and intertwined with the light of Buddha in the sky, turning into a golden lotus, which firmly protected the Jin Chanzi.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the Bull Demon King’s iron mixing rod slammed heavily on the Buddha's light golden lotus that was manifested by the golden cicada, and there was a loud noise.

With one blow, Jin Chanzi was like a ping-pong ball, and was blown out by the bull devil with a stick.

However... the golden cicada in the golden light was suddenly unscathed.

"It's really hard to beat!"

The Bull Demon grinned, spit in the palm of his hand, grabbed the iron mixing rod, swung it high, and smashed it again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Just like "beating a mole", the bull devil smashed his stick and smashed it, shaking the earth, shaking the ground, and smashing golden cicadas everywhere.

It's a pity... still can't move.

"Yes, the movement is already very big. It's time for Xiang Dao to appear!"

In Liangjieguan, a figure wearing a blue robe and full of blue clouds, stepped out of Guancheng.