On a northwest slope, there is a Zen master without color wearing a coarse cassock. He has a wide forehead and drooping ears. His face is kind, but there is a fierce look in his eyes.
Cai Shudu was startled and stepped back, trying to cover his face with his wide sleeves. A dozen guards behind him surrounded him.
"Fifth Young Master of Ji Chang, I have seen you, stop hiding!"
Di Xin shouted as if joking, causing Cai Shudu to almost fall down.
Fortunately, he didn't pretend anymore, and directly opened his sleeves, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, now that you see me, I can't let you leave here alive, otherwise I, Xiqi, will be in danger."
As soon as Cai Shudu finished speaking, the dozen or so cavalry guards mounted their horses and surrounded Di Xin.
The stench mixed with the smell of blood that comes only after killings made Di Xin frown.
"Are these cavalrymen Rong people?"
Hearing what Di Xin said, Cai Shudu seemed very proud, and his eyes were even more ferocious.
"Your Majesty, this is the most elite ghost army of Guirong. These people have the blood of Xingtian and are immortal warriors. You should be happy to die in their hands."
Di Xin glanced at the ghost Qi Jun and snorted coldly.
Immediately, flames flew everywhere, and these ghost Qi Jun only felt a pain in their bodies, and then a fire ignited, and the intense pain burned their entire bodies.
But these determined ghost soldiers, even in the face of great pain, were still not afraid of death. They charged fiercely and stabbed them with their spears.
"block!"
Di Xin blocked the spear with the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand, and then with a wave of his hand, a halo of light flashed through. The ghost soldiers fell off their horses one after another, and they burned up immediately, and they could no longer die.
Cai Shudu did not expect that the Human King had such strength, so he hid next to Zen Master Wu Se.
Seeing that the matter was exposed, Zen Master Wu Se recited a Dharma name, and then said, "Well be well, King. I am a Western monk, and my Dharma name is Wu Color."
Di Xin raised the Xuanyuan Sword, anger flashed in his eyes.
"Master, if you don't cultivate in the west properly, why do you come here to capture Gu Gu?"
Di Xin's questioning tone left Wu Se without any expression on his face.
"I heard that the son of Xibohou wanted to open the treasure, and I was invited to come here to take a few drops of the human king's blood, but it will not harm the human king."
"Zen Master Wu Se, why are you telling the truth?"
When Cai Shudu heard what Zen Master Wuse said, his expression immediately changed.
The Human King could not deal with the Western religion with two saints, but Xiqi suffered disaster from then on.
Di Xin sneered repeatedly and looked at Cai Shudu with a look that looked at someone dead.
"Master Wu Se said it lightly, but you are robbing like a robber. Is this the meaning of Western teachings?"
Di Xin's words could be said to be quite serious. As expected, even Zen Master Wu Se, who was known for his good temper, couldn't help but look slightly angry.
"Your Majesty, what you said is serious. The son of Xibohou invited me because I was invited, but it has nothing to do with my sect."
"Haha, since you are here by invitation, if Zen Master Wu Se falls here, what does it have to do with Western teachings?!"
Zen Master Wu Se was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "I have been practicing for hundreds of years and have already achieved the status of Earth Immortal. If your Majesty allows me to fall, it will be karma, and Western religions will never blame me."
What is self-confidence? Zen Master Wuse is self-confidence now.
After hearing this, Di Xin also smiled.
"Okay, if that's the case, then I can only let the master perish here."
After saying that, circles of outline appeared in Di Xin's pupils, dark purple pupils, shaped like Shura.
All kinds of things!
Countless black energy came out directly from the pupils of his eyes, and Di Xin looked like a demon, pitch black.
Cai Shudu was so frightened that he fell to the ground and ran to the side.
On the other hand, Zen Master Wu Se's body glowed with golden light, and the huge "swastika" character seemed to be naturally in conflict with it.
"Conquer the Demonic Pestle!"
Zen Master Wu Se took out a magic weapon and waved it with his hand. It was like an arrow piercing the sky, directly breaking through the layers of black fog and reaching Di Xin's face.
"block!"
Xuanyuan Sword blocked the Vajra, and then the Vajra was bounced away, and then turned into a row of Vajra in the air.
Then it hit directly like a flying arrow.
Di Xin used the Xuanyuan Sword to defend constantly, but every time the vajra was knocked away and bounced away, it would turn into ten.
Repeatedly, Di Xin's defense became exhausted.
"Damn it!"
Di Xin's back trembled, and the Suzaku chirped, and then the fire was burning and he attacked directly.
"Very well, very well, Arahant!"
A huge shadow of an Arhat formed around Zen Master Wuse. This shadow not only had an outline, but also looked like a real person.
Suzaku collided with this Arhat, and the confrontation between red and gold suddenly stirred up a strong wind.
"Huh? This Arhat actually resisted Suzaku?!"
The Western Dafa is indeed unique. Emperor Xin turned his finger, and a white light appeared on the Xuanyuan Sword.
[Should we spend 100,000 national fortunes to kill the Vajra, the magic weapon from the heaven behind us?]
"cut!"
On the Xuanyuan Sword, there was an inexplicable fluctuation. Under this fluctuation, after a sword light passed by, the vajra pestle fell with a sound.
Zen Master Wuse exclaimed, "Goodbye, the Vajra has already broken into two halves."
"cut!"
There was a fierce look in Di Xin's eyes, and it turned into a huge phantom of the Xuanyuan Sword, slashing directly at the Arhat.
"puff!"
Zen Master Wu Se vomited blood and donated blood. Looking at the Arhat above him, he was killed by Xuanyuan Sword.
"What a powerful person, Wang Jian, I admire him!"
Zen Master Wu Se recited a Dharma chant, then sat cross-legged on the ground and passed away.
[Kill the Arhat in the Earthly Immortal Realm and receive 100,000 national luck blessings, 2,000 luck, and 2,000 merits.]
Di Xin breathed heavily, it took a lot of effort to kill this earthly immortal.
…
Di Xin turned his head to look at Cai Shudu, his eyes flashed fiercely, and when he looked at the fifth young master, he had already peed his pants.
"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, please spare your life!"
Cai Shudu kept kowtowing, which made Di Xin feel sick but also despised him.
"Tell me, where is the Emperor Ku's treasure?"
Cai Shudu was so frightened that his face turned pale, and then he took out a scroll, which marked the location of Emperor Ku's treasure.
"puff!"
Cai Shudu's head flew up, and then he donated blood like a pillar. The fifth son of Xibohou was already dead.
…
"King!"
There were shouts in the distance, and Di Xin took a look and saw that it was Su Quanzhong who was here.
When Su Quanzhong saw the corpses all over the ground, he admired Emperor Xin greatly.
"This person?"
"This is the fifth son of Xibohou, who was killed by Gu Yi's sword."
"What!"
After all, Su Quanzhong was the son of the Marquis of Jizhou. Seeing that the fifth son of the Marquis of Xibo was so bold and dared to rob the murderer, he really didn't know whether to live or die.
"With this head, it's still useful."
"yes!"
…
Western religion, Lingshan
"Senior brother, Lingshan's luck has changed. There seems to be something wrong."
"The Wuseless Robbery King was exposed and has passed away. This change in fate is naturally the work of the King."
"What! Do you want me to go to Middle-earth?"
"No need, he has destiny now. Even you and I can't do anything to him."
The Western saint then recited the Dharma name, tacitly understanding it.