Chapter 998 Watching the Battle in Secret

All eyes were on, and the monk's appearance immediately became the focus, especially after learning that he was the descendant of Patriarch Qinglian, I felt a little more hope in my heart. When Patriarch Qinglian was at its peak, let alone in the Western Regions, Even the entire Shengyuan Continent is a resounding existence, second only to the Supreme Buddha who is the most holy in the world, and that is the real nemesis of the demons.

Samba has been clamoring here for too long, and many people have paid attention to it. This is a great blow to the dignity and face of the human race, and the morale has been hit to almost nothing.

If no one from the human race shows up to fight, the demons can use this morale blow to launch a second round of attack. It is almost conceivable that if the demons launch a second round of attack at this time, the human race will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

The appearance of the monk, not to mention whether he can kill Samba, at least let the people breathe a sigh of relief, see a glimmer of hope, and feel that Buddhism still has geniuses.

The cold wind was blowing, Samba stopped clamoring, and stared at the opposite monk without blinking. It is the monk who hates it. In history, Buddhism has caused heavy damage to the demons time and time again, which is unimaginable.

If the demons were allowed to capture Daleiyin Temple, no one in the Buddhist sect would be able to live, and all of them would die miserably.

"What a little monk, I didn't expect you to have a genius like you in Buddhism, but you can't change the situation even if you appear. Although Buddhism can restrain my demons, my big curse is not something you can restrain, unless yours The Great Compassion Curse has appeared in this world, but unfortunately it is impossible."

Samba said.

"Even without the Great Compassion Curse, I can still kill you."

The tone of the monk is also extremely arrogant. He is now full of Buddhist righteousness, and he has just been promoted to the sixth level of the great sage. It is a time when he is full of pride. How can he be afraid of a samba.

"Really? Then let me see what you have, Unsurpassed Demon Wheel."

As Samba said, he moved immediately. He was covered with steaming magic flames, and the huge Unsurpassed Demon Wheel, which was as large as a hundred feet, was shot out by him again. The huge magic wheel was like a devil's face, so cold. Without a trace of emotion, he rushed down fiercely towards the monk.

"Hey!"

The monk slapped lightly, and his eyes turned golden, like two rounds of scorching sun, and the Buddha light rising into the sky carried mysterious Sanskrit characters. At this moment, the monk seemed to be the incarnation of Buddha, unrivaled in the world.

bang...

The monk cast the seal of Fudo Ming,

The huge seal was spread out, and Fudo Myoko's face was so mighty that people felt admiration, and he slammed into the unrivaled demon wheel.

The sky is collapsing, this is the head-on confrontation between the Buddha and the demon, the collision of the two masters, this is the ultimate display of dual energy, the void is smashed to pieces in an instant.

Teng Teng Teng...

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Samba was shaken back for the first time, and he was shaken back for several steps before he stabilized his body. With golden brilliance, just like the real Buddha is alive.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of countless human races, each of them cheered up for the first time.

"Okay, the descendants of Patriarch Qinglian are really extraordinary, and they shocked this Samba back."

"It's amazing. I didn't expect such a powerful genius to appear in Buddhism again. He has the demeanor of the ancestor Qinglian back then."

"Don't be too happy, that Samba hasn't cast that terrifying spell yet."

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Many people were cheered up. The monk covered up the sharpness of Samba as soon as he came up. This was a great stimulus to the morale of the human race. However, many eminent monks in the Great Leiyin Temple turned ugly. I knew that Master Ran Feng had an apprentice, but I didn't expect to grow to this level.

The relationship between Daleiyin Temple and Qinglian Mountain has always been bad. Now that the monk has really grown up, if he wants to turn around and take revenge, there is no one in Daleiyin Temple who is the opponent of this young monk.

"What a bald donkey, you are really talented. You are much better than those so-called geniuses in the Shengyuan Hall, but let's stop here."

Samba was also shocked, but he didn't care because he was very confident in his big spell.

Samba's aura began to change. He kept spitting out bursts of magic words, and one after another magic lines appeared around him. Those spells turned into a black magic field, covering the entire battlefield in an instant, and even the monk was shrouded in it. in.

"This is an authentic big curse. This person must have the highest bloodline of the demon race."

In the distance, Master Ran Feng looked worried. Although his cultivation base is not very strong now, his knowledge is extraordinary, and he can see the strength of Samba at a glance.

But at this time, Han Yan at the side fell into a different mood. His pair of black eyes stared unblinkingly at the magic realm that was transformed by the curse in front of him, the brilliance in his eyes flickered, and he whispered in his mouth.

In terms of bloodlines, Gu Tianmo is the highest ancient bloodline of the demon clan. At this moment, Han Yan is using his noble bloodline to carefully observe this great curse. After Gutianmo's bloodline is fully opened, he can even clearly Hearing the incomprehensible mantra in Samba's mouth.

The great curse has evolved into a magic realm, and this magic realm is like an illusion. People who fall into this illusion are destined to be swallowed by Samba.

Samba turned into an unrivaled troll, staring at the monk with terrifying eyes, and a wave of magic came out of his mouth: "Soul Eater!"

Just listening to the endless humming sound, the invisible waves are like a rippling spirit snake, drilling fiercely into the depths of the monk's soul.

The monk's expression shook, and he felt a throbbing in the depths of his soul. Now he finally understands the horror of this great curse, and even more so, how the two geniuses died tragically before. In this case, the other party will lose consciousness for a short time and become a lamb at the mercy of others, almost certain to die.

However, the monk has a pure Buddha nature, and the relics of Qinglian patriarch fused with fairy spirits, although they are also affected by the great curse, the influence is not very great, at least not like Nalan Yu and Gu Shuangtan To be eaten alive.

"Fudo Ming King Seal."

"The immovable lion seal."

"Do not move the seal of the Dharma King."

The monk cast three Buddhist supreme seals in a row, and the three huge Buddhas evolved into real bodies, guarding the monk firmly with the force of a horn, and at the same time issued a powerful attack.

"What a monk, he can resist my great curse."

Samba was even more surprised. Ever since he practiced the Great Curse, he has rarely met opponents. Today, he even killed two geniuses of Shengyuan Hall. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by a monk now.

rumbling...

In the Demon Realm, continuous powerful attacks continued to spread, the void had been completely smashed into chaos, and the scene was extremely frightening. The monk and Samba fought fiercely again and again, but they could not help each other.

Samba was astonished, and the monk was equally astonished, because apart from the strength of the Great Curse itself, Samba himself was extremely tyrannical, and it was not comparable to ordinary geniuses.

"What a powerful monk, he can fight against Samba in an inextricable manner. From this point of view, he is much better than us geniuses in the Shengyuan Temple."

"Not necessarily. The monk is indeed terrifying, but he is not necessarily stronger than us. He can fight against Samba because of the skills he cultivates. Buddhism has always been the nemesis of the demons, but it seems that the monk wants to kill him. That samba is also unlikely."

"He used the three supreme seals of my Buddhist sect, which have also disappeared for a long time. It seems that he has received the inheritance of Qinglian Patriarch."

"No matter what, the fact that the monk was not killed by Samba is a boost to our morale."

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Many people were amazed by the strength of the monk, not to compare the monk with the genius of Shengyuan Hall, just from the perspective of the monk's fight against Samba, this is indeed a genius that has not been seen in Buddhism for a hundred years.

On the other side of the battlefield, at the edge of the void, three figures were also staring at the battlefield intently. Two people and one dog were none other than Jiang Chen, Da Huang, and Gu Zheng.

For the past few days, Jiang Chen has been practicing in closed-door training in the miniature space. He was found by Gu Zheng before, and he was going to meet the samba for a while, but he saw the monk fighting fiercely with the samba.

"Damn, this guy is so fierce now, he is already a sixth-level great saint."

The big yellow dog couldn't help but said.

"This is normal. The monk got a great opportunity. If he didn't have the current achievements, it would be abnormal."

There was a smile on the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth. The change of the monk was completely within his expectations. In his opinion, if he did not have such achievements after absorbing the relics that merged with the fairy spirits, the monk would seem to be a bit of a loser.

"The little monk is indeed strong, he is worthy of being the descendant of the ancestor Qinglian, but with this kind of battle going on, it seems impossible for the monk to kill Samba. He can fight Samba on a par. Very good, if you really want to kill this demon genius, I am afraid you will need to do it yourself."

Gu Zheng looked at Jiang Chen.

"The monk has just grown up and needs such training. Let him fight for a while first. If it doesn't work, I will make a move."

Jiang Chen said, this Samba is the top genius of the Demon Race. If the Ancestral Dragon Pagoda can absorb him, the fourth layer can be completely condensed directly, and even the fifth layer will also have a prototype.

"Gu Chen, this great spell of Samba is too powerful, if it's you, are you sure?"

Gu Zheng asked, Gu Shuangtan and Nalan Yu are dead, let Jiang Chen face this terrifying madman, he is still extremely worried.

"Elder, don't worry, I will definitely avenge Gu Shuangtan's revenge."

A cold light flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes. Although there was no relationship between him and Gu Shuangtan, Gu Shuangtan had stood up for him when he was refining the pagoda. Now that Gu Shuangtan is dead, he Naturally, Samba must be killed to avenge him.