It didn't matter if he was slapped in the face, but he could still be slapped in the face. Guangchengzi felt dizzy. Before he could see anything, he was slapped in the face.
He hit the other person once, and he was slapped countless times.
Under the slap containing powerful laws, Guangchengzi's face swelled up, and it was one side of his face.
"boom…"
Lu Ya had enough fun and slapped Guang Chengzi away with a heavy palm, causing him to fall on the steps of the Demon Palace.
Guangchengzi had a bruised nose, swollen face, and disheveled hair. He doubted his life for a moment.
Where am I?
who I am?
"ah…"
"Beast! I will fight you until death!"
Guangchengzi climbed up, roaring with a splitting gaze, like a wounded beast, staring at Lu Ya, wanting to tear him into pieces, skin and bones.
His pride and self-esteem were all crushed at once, as if he was back to the beginning.
Why is he still no match for Luya despite his great improvement in strength?
"Junior Brother Guangchengzi, calm down for now." Just when Guangchengzi was about to lose his mind, Zhunti moved and stood in front of him.
Like a rising sun, it exudes peaceful light, illuminating the earth and soothing people's hearts.
He raised his hand to signal Guangchengzi to step back. After all, they came here together, and they both prospered and suffered.
Guangchengzi was beaten by Lu Ya like this, and he felt very embarrassed. He would not be able to explain it well when he went back, which would destroy the friendship among colleagues.
The furious Guangchengzi calmed down and regained his senses. Although he wanted to tear Lu Ya's skin and bones apart, but without the ability, rushing forward would be tantamount to humiliating himself.
Forbearance!
Standing behind Zhunti, Guangchengzi looked like a dragon king with a crooked mouth, waiting quietly for three years.
"Haha... Lu Ya, you have gone too far. We have good intentions and come here to represent Dao Ancestor's will, but you are so rude."
"I see that not only do you not take us seriously, but you also don't take Dao Ancestor seriously, and you don't even take Heavenly Dao seriously!"
Zhunti stopped smiling and showed the face of a lofty saint. The round light of merit above his head was like a golden wheel. The shadows of three thousand Buddhas loomed in it, and the cicadas kept singing.
The bursts of Sanskrit sounds are like the whispers of ancient gods, full of dreamy and epic meaning.
This Sanskrit sound does not sound loud, but there is a strange magical power that resounds in the ears of all living beings in Beiju Luzhou.
All the hundreds of millions of monsters were stunned and looked at the Demon Palace involuntarily. They felt an extremely huge aura coming out.
The golden light was bright and the Buddha's Dharma was boundless. Then all the demons saw an ancient Buddha's Dharma suddenly appearing above the Demon Palace.
"Damn it! Damn it, why did the old monk come to us?"
"This is the breath of the saint, the saint from the west is coming!"
"Hey, Demon Master Ran Deng, the old monk from the West is here, isn't he here to ask for someone from the Demon Emperor?"
Jiuling Yuan Sheng smiled and joked to the Randen Ancient Buddha.
"You have to be careful. If the old monk catches you, you may not be able to eat and carry you around."
Ran Deng glared at the nine-headed lion beside him, "Humph, the Demon King has so many magical powers, how can he compromise?"
"Let me tell you, I, Ran Deng, was born as a member of the demon clan and died as a ghost of the demon clan. Even if I am beaten to death, I will never return to Buddhism."
Ran Deng then added another sentence to show his loyalty.
Even so, there was still a trace of worry in his eyes, because he found that Zhunti's magic power was not what it used to be, and it was infinitely stronger than before.
Maybe the Demon Emperor is really no match for him. If Zhunti knocks Lu Ya down, wouldn't he be in trouble?
How will he explain it then?
Could it be that he was forced to do nothing, forced by Lu Ya's power?
This is hard to explain, because after so many years, he has never thought about or tried to communicate to escape from the clutches of the demon clan.
Because Ran Deng was also very cunning, he found that Buddhism was getting weaker and weaker at that time, while the demon clan was gaining momentum, so he stayed there half-heartedly.
But now Buddhism has suddenly become stronger again, but the momentum of the demon clan is not right.
Ran Deng's thoughts began to arise, but now he was in a very embarrassing situation, unable to switch freely between the two identities.
This is a huge problem.
So now he is thinking, if Zhunti captures Lu Ya later, how can he surrender, how can he obtain the forgiveness of Saint Zhunti, and return to Buddhism.
This is a science.
Ran Deng's head was full of thoughts, spinning wildly, thinking of various feasible methods.
This is what monks are like. They must always maintain the ability to adapt to changes in circumstances. Only by surviving and surviving all their peers can they reach the top.
On the side, Jiuling Yuansheng, Nine-Headed Insect, Jin Maohou, and other demon generals did not have so much thoughts. They did not know what Ran Deng was thinking. They only knew that they were about to witness a big battle, and they were looking forward to it.
At this moment, in the Demon Palace, a war was about to break out, and Zhunti's holy power filled the air, putting pressure on Lu Ya.
The pressure of the Saint's Nine Heavens is no joke.
Lu Ya's heart tightened and he called out to him, "Good guy, one day is like three autumns after not seeing him. He didn't expect that Zhunti's cultivation level has improved so much."
Compared with the past, it is like the sky and the earth. Although the previous Zhunti was not bad, it was not so outrageous.
Lu Ya was confident that he could figure it out, but Zhunti was different now. His magic power was so much higher that he was completely different from the other two.
He knew in his heart that this was the most direct change brought about by Heavenly Dao after it annexed Earthly Dao, and his mana more than doubled.
Immediately, Lu Ya became solemn and did not dare to look down upon him anymore. The vigorous magic power in his body burst out, like ignited volcanoes.
Doors in the body were pushed open one after another, like innate doors, all doors leading to other worlds were opened, and terrifying and vast Qi flowed from them, blessing Lu Ya's power.
Zhunti's eyes moved slightly, surprised that Lu Ya's magic power was beyond his expectation.
But don't panic, this is not enough to cause change, everything is under control.
"Haha, my magic power is acceptable and has improved somewhat, but if you think that this little power is the match of a poor monk, you would be totally wrong."
"The poor monk has reached the realm of enlightenment and the ninth level of perfection. The gap between you and me is immeasurable."
Zhunti Fengqing said with a faint smile, his expression was so detached, he looked down at Lu Ya with a look of contempt.
"Hmph! If the realm were useful, wouldn't you saints of heaven be invincible long ago?"
"Remember the food but not the beatings. Did you forget so quickly how you were hanged and beaten in the first place?"
Lu Ya said with a sneer on his face, looking even more proud and rebellious than Zhunti.
It's like saying again, if I can hit you once, I can hit you a second time.
After hearing this, Zhunti couldn't hold himself any longer, and slapped Lu Ya with his golden Buddha hand.