Lingtai Taoist temple, demon lock tower.

Looking at Luo Li, who was walking step by step, wearing a cold black dress, without fear between his eyebrows, the ancient demon smiled bloodily, raised his head and hummed with air conditioning:

"The younger generation is ignorant and thinks that if you have something to rely on, you can turn the world upside down?"

"There is no tiger in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king!"

"If this spiritual platform temple is completely sure to destroy me, why should I be kept in this demon lock tower for so long?"

"You can come and give it a try, don't blame me for not warning you."

"After going further, what we welcome you will be turned upside down!"

The ancient demon had no expression on his face, and he thrust his arms, and pulled the chains in all directions and made a clanging sound!

Crash!

The faint Buddha light restriction spreads on this thick chain, and even after the passage of time, it has not completely disappeared.

When the ancient demon Lord wanted to stand up and exert some pressure, the lingering Buddha light suppressed him again and could not break free.

"hateful!"

Feeling the heavy pressure from my arms and the power that was enough to destroy the world, but now it was already a very small amount of left.

The ancient demon's scarlet eyes flashed with anger, and his long hair was flying behind him, and his beard was angry. With a roar, the power of the demon spread out violently.

"The hateful ban on Buddha's vein has been suppressed for thousands of years, so why hasn't it been destroyed yet!"

"Junior, if there is a trace of power leaking, how can you have room for your voluntary slightest?"

"Just relying on your cultivation level like an ant, you can kill you thousands of times at a glance!"

The ancient demon's roar cannot shock Luo Li.

He still put his lantern in one hand and his other hand on the scabbard around his waist. Although he did not say anything, his actions had already shown his attitude.

After seeing through Luo Li's movements, he pulled the chains and trembled the Buddha's light. The almost dim ancient demon gasped and said fiercely:

"Do you think I can't kill you, you can kill me?"

"The body of the true demon will never be destroyed. Even the old bald donkey from the Lingtai lineage cannot kill me, let alone you!"

"I am here, let's see how you kill me!"

At this time, abnormal movements occurred frequently on the top of the demon lock tower.

The young man in black held the sword and the remnant soul of Xiuyuan who was deposited on the green lamp of the spirit platform was now holding the Buddha light of the spirit platform. He used all the power he had left in his life to stimulate the Dharma body of the Buddha Lord, who contained it.

In an instant, the Buddha's light bloomed among the lights, and the Buddha's light was immeasurable!

The Buddha's body treasure in Luoli Niwan Palace is solemn, and outside, there is a golden lotus transformed from illusion to reality, and is born on Luoli's feet.

The young man in black, reflected by the Buddha's light, was now like a living Buddha.

"How to kill you?"

At this time, Luo Li's breath burst out, and his expression, whose face was covered by the Buddha's light, showed indifference.

He looked at the chains in front of him and struggled wildly, and wanted to break free at all times. He clenched the ancient demon, the so-called ant, with one palm, and raised a beacon of the infinite Buddha light in his hand, and said in a serious tone:

"Anyway, you are here and cannot kill me, an ant."

"Since you can't do it, why bother with me?"

"And I'm optimistic."

"Today, I, Luo Li, will kill you like this!"

The voice gradually became high, and the next moment, the golden Buddha in Niwan Palace opened his eyes.

The blue lamp Buddha light reflects infinitely, and is in line with the Buddha's aggregate in Luoli Niwan Palace.

The phantom of the Dharma image of the Buddha Lord of the Lingtai hangs high and turns into a true form.

Then, the six-character proverb echoed one after another, and a palm was printed!

boom!!

The Buddhist and Taoist glow palm falls, which contains the power to wipe out the soul.

That is a rule that is difficult to touch in the mundane realm, and it is a force that can be called a dimensional reduction strike.

Even at this moment, this power was erupted by Luo Li himself with the help of Xiu Yuan and the green lamp in his hand, but at this moment, he could still deeply sense his insignificance.

If I had replaced myself to resist this attack, I would have been completely destroyed in front of this supreme Buddha power.

But it is just the power of a Dharma body, and it has passed by hundreds of years, and it can achieve this level.

This is a sensation of the power of heaven and man!

Under the Buddha's light, the originally gloomy and cold atmosphere suddenly disappeared. The Demon Locking Tower was reduced to a golden ocean from all directions, with golden lotus blooming.

Under the vent of this surging power, the chains that were almost dry and light and dark were like a long drought that had been seen again in the Buddhist rhyme of a long time ago.

"Amitabha, now you listen carefully and you will speak for you..."

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless. Take refuge in my meridians, and turning back is the shore..."

The sound of the sound of the Brahma sounds, which lingers in the ears of this ancient demon.

And his true demon body took over the true body of the Dharma vein summoned by Luo Li, and there were already signs of cracking.

But this devil is extremely indelible. If it weren't for the hundreds or thousands of years of imprisonment, even this little skin injury would be difficult to show.

But how could the wear of this body be the full picture of the palm print shining with Buddha's light?

The heavens and man have already involved the realm of the soul.

Compared with the superficial divine power, these masters who have reached another new level pay more attention to the manifestation of their souls and Tao.

"Old bald donkey, after so many years of dying, the Buddha's voice is still so disgusting!"

"The centipede insect will die without being stiff!"

Being shined by the Buddha's light, the pale surface of the ancient demon was already cracked and bleeding, which was shocking.

But this is obviously not enough to change the face of the ancient demon.

For him, who has tempered his body countless times and achieved the truth of the truth, does he have no pain than this one?

Just a minor injury!

What made Him even more uncomfortable was the sound of the transformation that accompanied the fall of the Buddha's palm, without any emotion, and only the compassionate voice remained.

This is the real death talisman!

The ancient lamp in the boy's hand had the ability to calm the heart and soul, and it contained a secret hand that the Buddha of the Spirit Platform secretly left behind to suppress the disaster of the demon tower.

The old bald donkey used the Mahayana scriptures of Buddha's vein to torture him day and night.

If it weren't for the disaster that was so great that I might not have been able to bear it hundreds of years ago and was completely killed by being saved as a Buddha. How could I survive until now?

I thought the Lingtai Taoist temple was in silence, and even if I was not rescued, I would have a chance to escape in the future. But what made the ancient demon extremely angry was that I didn’t expect that the old bald donkey would not let him go until he died!

"No, I can't continue like this!"

"After hundreds of years of torture and washing, my gods and demons have been extremely weak. This Buddhist voice is simply a sound of life-seeking. If I am lost in it, I will really be able to take the path of this group of people and convert to the Buddhist path of the human race!"

"You must think of a way to break the deadlock!"

The scarlet eyes flashed with confusion, and the ancient demon shivered all over and almost lost in the infinite Buddhist sound.

When he came to his senses, the arrogant demon was cold all over his body, and he was extremely disgusted with the Buddha Lord of the Spirit Platform who had plotted against him.

"Don't worry, take a gamble!"

"Old bald donkey, I will not let me go if I die. If I can win today, I will occupy this spiritual platform next year and turn it into my gods and demons palace, search for monks all over the world, kill monks and destroy Buddhas, and vent my anger!"

With plans in mind, the next second, the ancient demon stared at Luo Li in front of him, and his scarlet eyes gradually became calm. Even at this moment, his body was already full of flesh and blood, and was terrible by the Buddha's light.

"Hundreds and thousands of years have been afflicted by me for too long. The world has forgotten my name for a long time."

"But from today on, I will get out of trouble again and come to this world!"

"Junior, I admit that you have won. This true demon body will probably be difficult to survive in the world today. The old bald donkeys of Lingtai Sect have fulfilled their wish for hundreds of years."

"But do you think this is the end?"

The soul was constantly brainwashed by the Buddha's voice chanted in the phantom Buddha's body. The ancient demon's brain was almost exploded, but He was still sneering.

"I have been so confused for so many years, and I have almost forgotten that I am the true demon and the powerful man who is overwhelmed by the world."

"From now on, give your body to me."

"As the saying goes, you don't break, you don't stand, you break and then stand. Now this demon body is gone and you are the best carrier after you. "

"Sacrifice your body to me, and from then on, I will allow you to go to all the worlds and desolates!"

There was no more anger in the red eyes, only peace was left.

The confident words came out from the mouth of the ancient demon with a loud laugh.

At the same time, endless black aura scattered from his body.
To be continued...