Daoran was a little surprised to crawl out of the yellow spring water.

After he recovered all his mana, he walked along the water of the underworld, and then found a spot of light that felt good.

Anyway, he doesn't know the way, so he can only hope that the spiritual consciousness attribute can be effective.

Daoran carefully summoned Mou Zhixuan first and asked him to come up and explore the way. As a result, Mou Zhixuan reported that everything was calm on the water surface, but he couldn't tell where this place was, not far from the underworld.

Hearing Mou Zhixuan say this, Daoran then took Bai Suzhen away from the Huangquan.

As long as you don’t come out, you will be besieged by the Ghost King. Just catch a ghost and let him lead the way. Maybe you can go directly to the underworld.

However, Mou Zhixuan clearly stated that everything around him was calm, but after Daoran left the Huangquan, he immediately felt a dangerous aura.

A ghost-headed sword condensed with magic power slashed towards him.

This ghost-headed sword gave Daoran the feeling, just like the palm that Fahai had crushed the Eight Gate Golden Lock Formation.

Facing this first strike, Daoran was not panicked.

He used to be a weak monk, and he couldn't even hold on to a single finger in front of Fahai. But after experiencing the ascetic practice of Lingshan and the special training of Huaguoshan, Daoran had already been reborn.

This knife is as powerful as Fahai, so what?

Daoran poured his magic power into his palm and punched the ghost-headed knife hard.

The golden fist shadow condensed in the air, and in the blink of an eye it became a huge fist like a hill.

The fist and the knife are also formed by magic power, but they collide with bright sparks and thunder. The shock wave swept across the surroundings, causing a large amount of dust.

In the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Devouring Array, the remaining seven ghost kings groaned together.

The strong collision of magic powers actually prevented the formation from being completely offset, which shocked them.

"What's going on? What was that thing just now?" said the King of Ghosts in shock.

They were originally defending with all their might, for fear that the old monster of the Black Mountain would find an opportunity to break into the formation. As a result, when the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Devouring Formation was activated, they sensed a sudden change in magic power nearby. The ghost-headed sword condensed there and wanted to cut it.

Kill the enemy.

It was like this before, and the old monster of Black Mountain could not stop the ghost-headed sword, but this monster could not kill him no matter how hard he cut him.

Who would have thought that this time the ghost-headed sword was blocked by someone with powerful magic power. Not only did it block it, but it suppressed the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Devouring Array with a head-on approach.

What kind of monster is this?

"A golden light flashed away just now, and I looked like a Buddhist method. Could it be that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is back?" said a ghost king in panic.

If Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva comes back, they will think of nothing, either run or kneel directly, and there is no third way to choose.

"Don't panic. If Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva takes action, our formation will have been broken long ago. Maybe there is something unexpected, wait and see first." said the King of Ghosts with Void Belly.

The Void Belly Ghost King had driven out the Black Mountain Old Demon with one blow, but he was still a little prestige. Now that he spoke to comfort him, everyone still gave him some face.

When the dust settled, the ghost kings looked in that direction and saw a little monk and a woman in white standing there, with traces left by the explosion of magic power everywhere on the ground.

"It's him! It's that little monk!" The ghost king exclaimed loudly.

They had previously guessed what trick the little monk used to kill the Flying Ghost King, but the punch just now was enough to prove that he didn't need any means at all. As long as he met, he would take such a punch while the Flying Ghost King was not paying attention.

He will definitely be beaten to death.

The King of Danghe also said that the King of Flying Heaven drowned in the Yellow Spring Water. It was probably caught by the little monk and pressed his head directly into the Yellow Spring Water.

There is an old monster in the Black Mountain in front and this terrifying little monk behind. The ghost kings are all desperate. They even want to fart. Just ask the underworld to surrender. There is still a chance to be released after the sentence in hell. We will continue to fight here.

It's about to lose one's soul.

But just as these old ghosts were trembling, the old monster in Black Mountain who had been alert to them seemed to be stimulated by something and suddenly burst into a harsh laugh.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha! I will actually meet you here. God is very good to me!"

The voice of the old monster in Black Mountain was a fusion of thousands of people, with a strange and terrifying feeling. When you laugh wildly at this time, it would be even more cunning, like countless fat and big bugs drilling into your ears.

The Black Mountain Old Demon was originally standing at the other end of the formation, unable to see Daoran's position at all. He was completely attracted by the violent collision between the ghost-headed sword and the golden fist. He walked over and took a look.

Unexpectedly, I saw this face that would never forget him.

It's still so amazing and so hateful that I can't wait to rush up, tear the face apart a little bit, and then swallow it into my stomach.

When the enemy met, they were very jealous. The old demon of Black Mountain was already affected by the underworld and had a big mental problem. At this time, he couldn't help but rushed towards Daoran directly. His body kept wriggling and changing in the air, and sometimes turned into

The giant ape sometimes turns into a giant horned demon, sometimes becomes a mud... all kinds of forms are mixed together, making it look extremely disgusting.

Daoran looked at the magic shadow that was coming quickly, and it was a little strange.

Who is this thing? I don't know it at all.

But it doesn't matter. Daoran is not surprised that others know his name now. After the war in which Dazi Zai Tian led hundreds of millions of demons to siege Lingshan, Daoran's name has long been spread throughout the world of cultivation.

After more people know him, Daoran has long been used to it.

Perhaps, this ghost was beaten by Fahai, right? That's why he ran over to seek revenge immediately.

However, this thing is actually coming to die alone. Do you underestimate him, the future arhat?

Daoran's magic power was circulating, and he waved his right hand vigorously.

The golden palm condensed into shape and sucked hard towards the monster. Daoran didn't know what the Black Mountain Old Demon had, but he subconsciously didn't want to be approached by such a disgusting thing.

The seven-phase Dharma Seal is not as magnificent as the Dharma Sea when casting it in Daoran's hands, but there is not much difference in the exquisiteness.

Speed, accuracy, and control of strength can be said to be a master's master's profession.

The slap slapped the Black Mountain Old Demon into a perfect arc and landed accurately on the Soul-Devouring Formation of Ten Thousand Ghosts. The Black Mountain Old Demon was like a pile of mud, directly pasting the outer barrier of the formation.

superior.

"Tsk, what a disgusting thing." Daoran thought to himself.

[Thunder strike, destroying souls and killing spirits, breaking the murderous precepts.]

【Your talent for breaking the precepts is activated, your spiritual awareness +1.】

Looking at the system prompt, Daoran found it a little funny. This thing rushed up so quickly, but in one move, it took a second?

Just as he was puzzled, Daoran saw the mud that was squirming on the formation and returned to the appearance of a ox-horned demon again.

Daoran frowned immediately and thought to himself: "What's going on? The system clearly said that he was so devastated that he even gave him a reward, how could he recover?"

The old demon in Black Mountain was slapped, and his anger did not disappear, but he was finally pulled back to a little rationality.

Last time we met in the mortal world, the little monk's cultivation level was not worth mentioning, and he could have been destroyed with a breath. If it weren't for the help of the snake demon next to him, the old demon of Black Mountain would have sacrificed Daoran and Suzhou City long ago.

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After a short time, why did this little monk become so powerful? The slap just now was even more powerful than the ghost-headed sword of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul-Devouring Array. The old demon in Black Mountain would rather get three more than this one.

Palm.

This is unreasonable. The little ant turns into a giant dragon in the blink of an eye. Who can accept this?!

The old demon in Black Mountain thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He couldn't help but ask, "You are not Daoran, who are you?!"

Daoran looked confused. What was going on with this monster? He was slapped in the face?

"Amitabha, the little monk and the donor have ever met, and I don't know why the donor is in a dilemma with me, but the name is right, the little monk is Daoran."

When the old demon in Black Mountain heard this, he was furious. This was not an exaggeration. The green flames really emerged from the old demon in Black Mountain, turning him into a torch.

"You said you never met me?! You don't recognize me?!" The old demon of Black Mountain let out a shrill roar.

Even if Daoran mocked him, the old demon of Black Mountain would not be so angry. He never expected that the little monk Daoran, who had been thinking about revenge, would forget himself.

Since the sacrifice failed, the old demon in Black Mountain has suffered a lot. If the idea of ​​revenge has always inspired him, the old demon in Black Mountain would have given up. As a result, Daoran didn't remember him at all, as if his hatred was not worth it.

carry.

Seeing the Black Mountain Old Demon so excited, Daoran turned his head in confusion and asked Bai Suzhen, "Sister, do you recognize him?"

Bai Suzhen also shook her head and said, "I don't recognize it either."

The old demon in Black Mountain was originally a big demon, and his magic power was also strong. Later, he was punished by the Great Freedom Heaven and possessed by the Gu insect refined by the national master Qiansuzi. When he arrived in the underworld, he swallowed countless evil spirits, regardless of it.

It is its appearance or magical characteristics, which has long been beyond recognition.

At this time, the old monster in Black Mountain was already difficult to tell whether he was dead or alive, and it was also difficult to tell whether he was a monster or a ghost.

He couldn't even recognize such a look when he came, let alone Daoran and Bai Suzhen.

But in the eyes of the old demon in Black Mountain, this is a great humiliation. Today, the lives of the dog and the man and the woman must be taken.

Anger once again drowns out the reason, and the old demon of the Black Mountain turned into an eight-legged horse and ran towards Daoran.

Daoran naturally would not be polite, and he waved another slap.

The old demon of Black Mountain had suffered the loss of this seven-phase magic seal, but this time he did not resist. When the golden giant palm came over, his body quickly collapsed and turned into countless tiny black shadows, slipping away from his fingers.

Daoran slapped only a few black shadows, but after dodging the slap, the old demon of Black Mountain condensed and formed again and continued to run towards Daoran.

Daoran frowned, not because of the magic of the transformation technique of the Black Mountain Old Demon, but because he received the system prompt again.

[Thunder strike, destroying souls and killing spirits, breaking the murderous precepts.]

【Your talent for breaking the precepts is activated, your spiritual awareness +1.】
To be continued...