Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 642 Kneel to Me Before You Kneel to Buddha

Jianyang is a legitimate prefecture under the jurisdiction of the Divine Dynasty.

At this moment, he was in the city again, and the rich imperial aura filled the sky and swept across the sky.

At that time, the Taoist companions of Ziyun Sect were suppressed to the point that they needed elixirs to nourish their body when they could not even perform the Qi-seeking technique. Although the disciples of Bodhi Sect have not fallen to such a level, it is considered good if they can exert 40% to 50% of their strength.

But usually, few people care about this.

After all, if everyone is suppressed by the imperial energy, it means that no one is suppressed.

As for those beings who can influence the imperial energy, they are all well-known figures in the Divine Dynasty, such as the prefect of Jianyang. Ordinary cultivators would not be so impulsive as to go in front of them and cause trouble for themselves.

But what position does this young man in front of him hold in the Divine Dynasty?

Why have I and others never heard of it?

Zhiqing had a complicated expression, and the force of the long stick in his hand that was pressing down on him loosened a little. Monk Zhikong took this opportunity to swing the stick away, grabbed the woman on the ground, and threw her far away.

"..."

Zhiqing just glanced at her and had no intention of continuing to kill the female cultivator.

Although he coveted the Dragon and Tiger Sutra, he had never thought of making enemies with court officials in the Divine Dynasty's territory. He was just a little careless and did not consider this aspect at all before taking action.

After all, court officials work for the Human Emperor, so how could they not know the relationship between the Divine Dynasty and the Three Religions? They are not ignorant young boys who know nothing. It would be more trouble than gain to rashly read the scriptures of the Three Religions. This is not something that court officials would do.

"If we retreat now, we can report to the elders in the church, and then come to the Divine Dynasty to apologize. There is still room for maneuver in this matter."

Zhikong's breathing was low, like a broken drum, and he stared at the monk in front of him.

As a disciple of the Bodhi Sect, he knew very well how powerful the two people in front of him were.

Although Shen Xianyou blocked the stick and caused Zhiming to suffer a small loss, it was surprising enough, but his three-tribulation cultivation could not be faked. He only relied on his status as a court official to catch Zhiming off guard.

If a fight really breaks out, not only will I have a narrow escape today, but I don’t know how many innocent people will be affected in this huge city.

The best approach would be to use the Divine Dynasty to intimidate the two men and make them retreat.

"Yeah."

Zhiqing glanced back at the golden statue of Arhat holding the dragon and tiger, his eyes gradually filled with heat. The next moment, he clenched the long stick again: "Junior brother, don't blame me for not leaving you a way out. Throw down your stick and wait for a while. You don't need to do anything. After I deal with this official, the three of us will share the Dragon and Tiger Sutra!"

"A dead man cannot speak."

"You and I have enough time. At worst, I can hide in Islam for a while. When I reach the level of dragon and tiger, no one can do anything to me."

"On the contrary, think about it carefully. Even if you really risk your life today and let one person escape, and the news leaks out... three disciples of the Bodhi Sect killed officials in the Divine Dynasty, and one of them is a good person. Would you believe it if I tell them?"

Having said this, he looked at Zhikong again, his voice full of temptation: "Do you think what Senior Brother said makes sense?"

"..."

Ye Jing was shocked by every word he heard. These two Bodhi practitioners were already rare and powerful ones. If even Zhikong Xingzun stood on the opposite side, it would be impossible for her and others to escape today!

Thinking of this, she subconsciously looked to the side.

Before I could see Lord Shen's expression clearly, I could already hear his calm voice.

"Makes sense."

No one noticed that a cold and ferocious smile appeared on Shen Yi's handsome face.

So what if it's the Bodhi Sect? It's not like they haven't killed people before. Now that they've come to our doorstep, and on our territory, this is a godsend opportunity.

Kill people to obtain the scriptures, avoid the sharp edge for the time being, and wait until you get the dragon and tiger fruit, there is no place in China that you cannot go!

There is only one demon-slaying official in a prefecture, and his status is naturally equivalent to that of the prefect.

Although it is impossible to mobilize the imperial energy to resist the enemy.

But that ordinary iron plate blocked the suppression from the sky.

Before he finished speaking, he had already attacked. The long stick that he had been fighting for with Zhiming for suddenly stabbed downwards, hitting the monk directly in the heart like a sledgehammer, almost breaking his ribs!

Boom!
The golden light on the monk's body suddenly dissipated, and even the lotus platform in his body trembled violently twice.

"you--"

Zhiming spat out a mouthful of golden blood and swung his stick to smash. The seemingly ordinary iron stick came and went without a trace. Before it touched the body, the surging force that seemed to be able to overturn the heaven and earth came roaring like a wave.

"town."

Shen Yi uttered a word softly and took a step forward. He clearly did not dodge, but just before the stick fell, he brushed past it and stood face to face with Zhiming.

In an instant, the fist covered with golden light hit the monk's heart, which was the weakest part of his body. With a sharp roar, it knocked him away.

"Roar!!"

Zhiming forced himself to steady himself. He had never suffered such an injustice before. His eyes were bloodshot and he let out a low growl.

The gap between each tribulation was difficult to cross. His cultivation was clearly three tribulations stronger than the opponent's, and he started with a sneak attack, but suffered several heavy losses in succession.

boom!
He staggered to a stop, not even wanting to take a breath, and suddenly took a step forward, tearing his straw sandals apart. His bare feet shattered the already ruined hall again. He leaped across the air and smashed it down on his head with the long stick in his hand with the force of splitting a mountain!

"Die!"

An enraged traveler may not be able to cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split apart like an immortal, but the great strength of this body, when concentrated in a stick, can still make others shudder with its terrifying momentum.

The golden pulp poured out from the long stick like a surge!

When he was in Yulong Sect, Ye Jing even had the confidence to fight against two true immortals, but he was caught up in the aftermath of the golden pulp and was blown away in a mess.

The seventh level of perfection, the practitioner's true dharma, can almost represent the upper limit of this realm.

"seal up."

Shen Yi raised his eyes and looked at the stick that was hitting him on the head, and uttered another word.

In the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, the newly collected Lingguang Rat Demon and Bear Demon are the leaders, with the other hall masters as assistants, and hundreds of suppressing stones that turn into black mist to bless the hall masters.

Stars appear out of nowhere, outlining dazzling peach blossoms.

The Greedy Wolf Star Fighting Immortal Execution Formation!

The stick hit the peach blossom and seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Although it was still falling, it was so slow that it was visible to the naked eye.

Zhiming's face changed slightly. Where did this court official get so many tricks? Moreover, although this large formation was not top-notch, it did not require any arrangement. It could actually form a formation with just one word.

"Zhiqing! Come and help!"

He finally realized that something was wrong. The idea was tricky, and if he wanted to take it down quickly, he couldn't do it alone.

"Wait a minute, it will be quick."

Zhiqing responded calmly.

As soon as Shen Yi said that, Monk Zhikong swept out with a stick without hesitation. Immortal Friend Shen is very experienced. Since he took action, he must have realized that there is no other solution to today's matter, so it is better to strike first.

However, they are from the same school and their methods are almost the same, and what they compete on is hard power.

The gap in cultivation cannot be made up by courage or perseverance.

Shen Xianyou had the upper hand, but he was holding back...

"Ho."

The long stick in Zhiqing's hand was like a heavy rain, and soon the monk Zhikong was forced to retreat step by step. The strength of the court official was beyond his expectations. In addition to the Three Tribulations Lotus Platform, he also mastered many other immortal methods. If it dragged on any longer, there would be problems.

"Junior brother...you made your own choice...goodbye!"

Thinking of this, his eyes became fierce and he found the right opportunity and hit Monk Zhikong on the shoulder with a stick, forcing him to kneel. At the same time, the head of the stick was like a spear, piercing the opponent's nose with a "puff" sound, penetrating into it and lifting the whole person into the air.

The long stick swept through the air with a fierce force, and it actually wanted to chop Monk Zhikong in half.

"..." Monk Zhikong soared into the sky, the golden light on his body dimmed, the lotus platform in his body was covered with cracks, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were blurry, his breathing sounded like a broken gong, and his mind was a little dazed. At this moment, a large net swept from behind and suddenly entangled Zhiqing's body.

"What the hell!"

He struggled unexpectedly, but found that the more he struggled, the tighter the fairy net became.

The vast ocean of water contained in it was of unknown weight, and now it all fell on him.

He lowered his head and glanced at the large net, as if recognizing something, and shouted in surprise: "How dare you, you are a disciple of Qingmei! How dare you, a member of the Three Immortal Sect, steal the Lotus Platform Method of my Bodhi Sect?!"

"How dare you be distracted!" Zhiming's stick was less than three inches away from Shen Yi's head, and the rippling golden juice in it quickly wore away the lotus.

And at this moment, this kid actually still had the mind to look elsewhere.

"Even Qingmei can't save you today!"

"..."

Before Zhiming finished his words, he saw Shen Yi looking back at him. With his slightly raised sleeves, his five fingers were already clenched around a palm-sized hill.

That thing was obviously a magical weapon from the immortal family.

Now it fell into the young man's hand, like a brick.

The next moment, Shen Yi swung Baoyue violently and smashed it heavily on Zhiming's face. With just one hit, his skin was torn apart, most of his skull was shattered, and even his gums were exposed.

Zhiming didn't have time to scream in pain. He subconsciously let go of the stick and turned around to escape.

But someone grabbed his neck and threw him to the ground.

Click!

Shen Yi raised the treasure mountain expressionlessly and smashed it down towards the smooth back of the head. Amidst the dull cracking sound, sticky blood mixed with gold and white splashed all over the face, making his fair face look a little more cruel.

one time! Twice! Three times!
Activating this treasure mountain requires an extremely powerful aura. Even if he has reached the perfect state of a True Immortal, it would have almost drained the silver-light Cangmu from his body.

But Shen Yi seemed tireless and completely forgot that Zhiqing, who was in his prime, was beside him.

Just keep smashing down Baoyue!
Until Zhiming under him began to twitch slightly, he let out a light breath and slowly stood up, looking quite exhausted. Clutching the mountain where blood plasma was dripping, he walked towards Zhiqing in front of him with a slightly staggering step.

"..."

Whether it was the monk Zhikong lying on the ground, or Ye Jing whose breath was broken by the golden paste in the distance, they were staring at the figure in black clothes with their pupils constricted.

In a short period of time, the opponent simultaneously displayed the way of the walker, the formation, and even the perfect realm of the true immortal, as well as the immortal treasure.

What is even more shocking is that Shen Yi uses these methods in a completely undisciplined way, and does whatever comes to his mind, to the point where people can't even tell what his methods are.

Ye Jing suddenly remembered Meng Tou’s worries.

I was worried that this new colleague would not be able to bring himself to take action against the disciples of the three religions.

She stared at the monk Zhiming who died tragically on the ground, and suddenly she shuddered.

"Cough cough!"

Monk Zhikong coughed up blood and struggled to pick up the stick, trying to get up and help.

He had just stood up halfway when he was pushed back by Shen Yi who was passing by.

The young man walked past him without even glancing at him, leaving only a faint voice: "Take a break."

Once something like infighting happens, it will always affect one's reputation if it gets out.

"Friend Shen...you..." Zhikong gasped heavily. With his eyesight, he could naturally see how weak Shen Yi was now. Compared to himself, the other party really needed to take a break.

But it was obvious that Zhiqing would not give him this opportunity.

From the moment he saw Zhiming being thrown to the ground, the monk said nothing and began to concentrate on untying the big net on his body.

The magic weapon of Qingmei Patriarch is naturally a good thing.

But it doesn't mean that if you don't know the trick and just throw it out without giving too much energy, you can trap a disciple of Bodhi to death.

Even though it carries the vast ocean, Zhiqing happens to be a traveler who excels in the physical body!
He leaned forward slightly, and the thin mesh seemed like a heavy shackle, which he unloaded on the ground breathlessly.

"Sir, you seem to be in poor condition."

Monk Zhiqing was sweating profusely, but a smile appeared on his face. He opened his mouth, revealing a row of white teeth.

With only the cultivation of a walker on the Three Tribulations Lotus Platform, plus the consumption of most of the True Immortal aura, it is probably not enough for him to defeat me.

"Well, well, it's my turn to enjoy the Dragon and Tiger Sutra alone."

He stared closely at the approaching young man in black clothes, and his smile suddenly became full of fierceness. The stick in his hand swept through the sky like thunder and chopped him down ruthlessly!

Shen Yi did not dodge or give way, and smashed the treasure mountain in his hand in the same ferocious manner.

This attack directly drained the remaining breath in the cangmu.

A brilliant light burst out from Baoyue Mountain, and with a cracking sound, the stick was broken.

Zhiqing seemed to have realized that this thing was extraordinary a long time ago. He had already stepped back a few steps in advance, dropped the stick to relieve the force, and used his arms like hammers to strike across!

Such a crude move, with the blessing of the Six Tribulations Lotus Platform, becomes a real killing move!
Shen Yi turned over and stood up, still not avoiding, and smashed the monk's arms with a whip-kick, then stepped towards his head with his boots!
boom!
Zhiqing suddenly knelt down on the mat, almost having his head stepped on, but his face did not look angry but happy instead.

He tilted his head and looked up, then laughed hoarsely, "It seems like it's really no good."

The force transmitted from the arms was fierce, but it was limited to the scope of a Three Tribulations Walker.

As he spoke, Zhiqing slowly exerted force and pushed the boots up little by little.

"I will extract your soul... and torture you to extract the Dragon and Tiger Sutra... and use it as a sacrifice to save the lives of my two fellow disciples..."

When he thought that he was about to obtain the Dragon Tiger Fruition, he finally couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, Zhiqing noticed that Shen Yi's expression was still so calm and indifferent, without any emotion at all.

"I already said that."

"I am an official."

Hearing the words ringing in his ears, Zhiqing was slightly stunned.

Of course he knew that the other party was an official, otherwise he would not have been able to fight against him with the power of three calamities and be completely unaffected by the imperial energy.

But what’s the point of saying this now.

Did he expect that I would let him go because I was wary of his status as a court official?
and many more!

Zhiqing's face suddenly changed. In his sight, Shen Yi also smiled, with his neat and white teeth looking so cold.

The next moment, a vast force that was in no way inferior to that of a True Immortal poured out from between his arms!

When the two sides are in a stalemate, such a sudden force will have a crushing effect.

Wrong! All wrong!
Zhiqing's eyes were red with anger and he wanted to shout loudly, but the sudden influx of spiritual energy from heaven and earth shook his internal organs to pieces.

It turns out that this official... refers to the fucking immortal official!

click-

Zhiqing knelt down under the golden statue of the Dragon-Tiger Arhat with his whole body prostrated. The place where the head originally was was replaced by a long boot, and the ground was covered with blood and broken bones.

The futon is separated from the altar.

The monk seems to be kneeling before this golden statue.

However, between him and the golden body, there was a man in black shirt, Shen Yi, standing with his hands hanging down.

(End of this chapter)