Sky Surveying Demon Hunt

Lin Ji turned around and saw a columnar black cloud billowing into the sky.

Under Daocheng's eyesight, a mere ten miles is only an inch of space, and he can see clearly at a glance.

The place where the black clouds rose was the Vajra Temple where I had just left.

All the demonic monks in the temple had been killed, the wooden beams and bamboo houses had been reduced to ashes in the raging fire, and the swaying ruins and broken walls were all scorched black.

Not far below the ruined temple, in an inconspicuous corner, there was a small nine-story pagoda that seemed to have just been built not long ago, rising from the thick smoke billowing into the sky.

At a glance, it can be seen that it is not an ordinary smoke cloud, but a ghost energy!

Lin Ji paused and doubted in his heart: "When I entered the Vajra Temple, I opened the realm of cause and effect and wielded my sword like the wind. The evil spirits and evil spirits within a radius of several miles should have been eliminated. This thick ghost aura Where did it come from?”

"Huh?!" Suddenly, Lin Ji found a bright spot in the vast black fog.

Looking carefully through the fog, half of the Zen staff was faintly exposed from the gap in the half-collapsed small tower.

The Zen staff seemed to be made of bright tin. It had long been deformed by the burning fire, but it was still clearly visible. The nine large rings were trembling continuously with the rolling fog.

Nine-ringed tin staff?

Lin Ji glanced at the newly built small tower again and reacted immediately.

This is the place where the abbot of Vajra Temple passed away and buried his bones!

At that time, the bells of Yucheng rang just for him!

Just when I arrived in Yucheng, he happened to pass away...

And it seems that they are afraid that I will ignore it and use my soul to preach the Dharma...

Is it...

Is this a trap meant to lure me into a trap? !

Click!

Suddenly, there was a scream in the northern sky.

Another column of black mist billows into the sky!

Lin Ji was hanging in the air and looking far away, and he could also see clearly.

Outside the east gate of Jade City, on the top of a long-abandoned mineral vein, a well-shaped altar was surrounded by rubble.

Suddenly, there was a fat white pig struggling for life in the raging fire.

click!

Another explosion screamed, but it came from not far behind.

Looking back, I saw not far from the ruins of Sakya Temple, there was a mountain spring that seemed to have dried up for a long time.

The crimson water gurgled out wildly, and the thick black mist shot higher and higher into the sky.

A white-haired old man was kneeling with great piety on the boulder the size of a lying cow next to the spring. He kowtowed heavily and shouted, "My Buddha is compassionate!"

There is blood everywhere, and red flows all over the ground!

"This old man..."

Aren’t they the pilgrims who kneel all the way to the Vajra Temple?

how……

Click!

Another sound!

This time it came from the front and west, and the billowing black smoke rose into the sky from a towering tree.

From east to west, north and south, four lines of black smoke billowed into the sky, spreading everywhere and connecting into one!

The bright clear sky at noon, the sea of ​​ink will cover the sky before your eyes!

Lin Ji looked around.

The nine-ring tin staff at the foot of Mount Vajra.

The white pig in the fire outside the Jade City Gate,

The gushing blood fountain next to Sakya Monastery,

The towering ancient trees near Foguan,

……

The four rituals of gold, wood, water and fire were completed.

The trapped earth is used as a sacrifice, and the painted ground is used as a prison!

"Interesting!" Lin Ji laughed and said: "You have steamed buns when you are hungry, and you have pillows when you are sleepy! I have just attained enlightenment and was about to try my skills, when someone happened to kill me! Get out of here!" "Amitabha!"

A loud Buddha's voice came from the thick smoke in the west, and then a fat monk with a wide robe and long sleeves and a red face slowly floated out.

"There is no end to the sea of ​​misery. When you turn back, you will find the shore!" The monk hung in the air with his hands clasped together, and bowed slightly to Lin Ji: "Everything in the world comes and goes in vain, so why should the donor be persistent? If the donor just turns around, I will make the decision, and we, the monks in the Western Land, will no longer be there. Cross half a step! The Buddhist pass is like a chasm and we will never cross eastwards. Donor, is this promise possible?"

"Fuck it!"

Lin Ji cursed, "You bunch of bald donkeys, all of you have a mouth full of shit! Before there was the dog shit of Alai, now there is the donkey master of Da Ri, who has ever counted? What kind of bullshit oath are you talking about now? It's too late! Even if you donkeys don't cross the east again, I will go west! Don't you donkeys always say that good and evil will be rewarded? Well then! The people of Weizhou have been harmed by you so much, I will also go to the West to report it!"

"So..." The monk's face darkened and he said, "The donor really wants to force his way into my western land?!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lin Ji scolded: "Come on, come on, use your skills! Stop talking nonsense, I am eager to kill a donkey and don't have the time to spare!"

"Okay!" The fat monk nodded heavily and said, "Then please come in first, I will be waiting for you in the Ci'en Hall!" As he said that, he flicked his sleeves and disappeared.

"Look! I'm just saying it's unnecessary! This kid has eaten the iron bastard, and he's already running out of oil and salt! If you start earlier, you can finish the matter earlier, what else can you give me?" A strange voice rang out from the black smoke in the north. The drake shouted, and then a giant strong man strode out.

The guy was eight or nine feet tall, with his arms longer than his knees.

The whole body is covered in heavy golden fish scale armor, and the exposed skin is covered with long red hairs, which are half a foot long and stand upright like iron nails!

Demon Saint? !

Lin Ji, who had already attained enlightenment, recognized at a glance that this red-haired man was actually the Great Saint Demon King at the pinnacle of the Eighth Realm!

His astonishing appearance is not a transformation, but his true appearance, which is an orangutan!

But I don’t know what kind of ancient gods they are and what magical powers they have!

"Haha... That's good! I can't wait for a long time!" As soon as he finished speaking, a figure walked out of the black smoke in the east.

He is tall and has red hair, and red light shines out from his two deep-set eyes.

"Zhong Chu?!" Lin Ji recognized it at a glance. Wasn't this the red-haired god of the ancestor of the Zhong family who was wandering in the old site of Lancheng?

I just heard Taoist Tiyun say that he has come and gone before!

Back then, he had forced him back with a single blow of his sword energy, sacrificing his life!

At that time, I had not yet entered the Tao. Looking at it now, it was obvious that the Red Dharma God was already at the peak of the Ghost Emperor!

It’s only half a point worse than Zhou Dian who occupies Qing and Yan!

From this point of view, not only Taoist Tiyun's grandfather, but also everyone in the world today has been deceived by this guy!

This old ghost is not really crazy, but he has been pretending to be crazy!

"Ah, hahaha..." As soon as Lin Ji said his name, Zhong Chu couldn't help laughing, causing his red hair to fly in all directions!

"Not bad, not bad, your great-great-grandson-in-law is quite acquainted! Hahahahahaha... Huh? That's right!" Zhong Chu suddenly laughed as he spoke, and then stopped abruptly, very confused. He looked at the other side and said, "Hey, Bai boy! At this level, you have to care what my name is?"

"Ahem..." From the black smoke on the opposite side came a cough that happened to happen or was deliberately concealed, and then a pale old man walked out slowly and bent slightly.

It's Bai Luochuan!

Snapped!

In the thick smoke in the west, a whip cracked.

A shepherd wearing a gray robe, whose face was vaguely visible, slowly approached.

"Donor, your four swords to kill the sky are really powerful, but I wonder if you can still use them now?"

The hoarse voice is still fresh in my memory. It was the Lord Mahavairocano who escaped before!

Demon Saint!

Ghost King!

The truth is fulfilled!

Arhat!

Each one is at the pinnacle of the Eight Realms!

Lin Ji has been surrounded by everyone! (End of chapter)