Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 691 I'm Enough
"..."

Wushan's entire face was twitching as he stared at the wolf demon in front of him.

He was born in a humble family, but fortunately he was lucky. Not only did he escape from the disaster of extermination of his family and enter the Divine Dynasty, but he also relied on a little cleverness to stumble up all the way and was appreciated by a senior in the court.

The other party passed down the Zhenyue Dao Fruit to help him break through to the fifth level.

After that, as time passed, he luckily deduced a complete path, and with the help of the imperial energy of the world, he successfully became a Taiyi Immortal.

Although Zhenyue Daoguo belongs to the path of Qi Refiners, it is more like a means of practitioners, so it is considered inferior and ranks only sixty-seventh.

In front of this person who is ranked 19th in the Heart and Eye Fruition Stage, being scornfully called a casual cultivator is actually not too much.

"Yes."

Wushan slowly put down his fist: "How can I have the luck like you? As a great demon, I killed people and exterminated clans, causing disasters throughout the world, but I didn't even have to put down the butcher knife in my hand to enter the great sect and cultivate the true scriptures."

He raised his head again, looking at the sky that had just twisted for a moment, as if deliberately reminding him: "Even the almighty Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva is probably here in person, waiting to take you back to the sect!"

When these words were spoken, the monks all smiled lightly and did not say anything to refute.

Wushan withdrew his gaze.

He had given enough warnings, and he was not a kind-hearted person. If the young man still didn't know whether to live or die, it was not his fault.

From the moment the old monk was eaten by the demon, unless General Yan woke up, he and Wushan would be doomed to die.

Either he would start a massacre in Jinguang Mansion, tearing these evil monks to pieces, arousing public outrage, and then be used by the court to take the blame.

Otherwise it is like this now.

My death here can at least prove the evil intentions of these monks.

"Come!"

Wushan shouted suddenly, and the fairy light on his body spread again, condensing into the shadow of a thousand-foot-high mountain behind him.

The real mountain is lush and green, surrounded by white clouds, and the mountain road is winding and rugged, like a pure treasure land.

His fat body seemed to be integrated with the mountain, making him seem indestructible.

"Being able to deduce the True Yue Dao Fruit to this extent is quite a feat. Unfortunately, if I had not chosen the path of a Qi Refiner and had instead joined my Bodhi Sect, I would have achieved something."

The old monk put his palms together. As early as when he and Wushan were secretly fighting outside the Demon Suppressing Tower, he discovered that this cultivator was very powerful, otherwise he would not have been able to fight him on equal terms.

Now that I have seen with my own eyes the other party's great Dao fruit, it is hard not to admire that he was able to cultivate to his current state with such superior means.

However, when it comes to understanding, there is always a mountain to climb.

If Wushan is considered the best among the Taiyi Immortals, then this wolf demon, with his great-grade fruit position of 2,200 kalpas, can barely be ranked among those famous geniuses.

In the Three Immortals Sect, he would even be qualified to be a direct disciple of the Tribulation Master.

It was because of this that he attracted the attention of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva, who wanted to accept him as a disciple.

Among the seeds sown over the years, a demon grew the best.

really.

The wolf demon was under the Zhenyue Mountain, but there was not even a ripple on his face.

Not only did he not avoid Wushan's divine power, but he closed his eyes in full view of everyone.

The next moment, the surging golden light dispersed the fairy light in the sky!
A majestic golden statue of an arhat stood there, as tall as the fairy mountain. Its body was almost perfect. The only difference from an ordinary person was that there were no eyes on its majestic face.

As his body shape changed, the crescent-shaped sword also began to glow with golden light and fell into his palms.

The moment his ten fingers clenched the handle of the knife.

Wushan suddenly had a bad feeling, as if he had been seen through. No matter how he tried to mobilize his aura, an inexplicable sense of crisis lingered throughout his body and would not go away.

Before he could think of a countermeasure, the Arhat Dharmakaya in his mind suddenly made a move.

Another slash of the sword!

The crescent-shaped sword cut through the sky and seemingly simply and brutally chopped towards the phantom of the fairy mountain in front of it.

Dense veins quietly appeared on the fairy mountain, and where the blade touched was exactly the center of the vein!

With just one strike, he struck directly at the flaw.

Click, click, click!

"..."

Wushan's face changed suddenly. He knew how powerful the Bodhi sect's fruit position was. Not to mention that he was injured, even if he was in his prime, he was no match for this wolf monster.

But until this moment, he still did not expect that the opponent could break his method with just one knife.

He stepped back a few steps, trying to use the fairy mountain to hide his body and avoid the knife.

However, no matter how Wushan used various methods, the huge blade was completely unaffected.

This arhat abandoned his physical eyes and saw around with his mind.

The big knife chopped down, shattering the phantom of the fairy mountain.

The only one who could still stand in front of this god-like Arhat was the ant-like fat man.

Like an axe chopping gravel!

Wushan stared at the raging knife light and was submerged in the golden river. He swallowed and a feeling of suffocation came from within, enveloping his whole body.

He practiced hard, hoping that one day he would be able to slay demons and monsters.

But today, he seemed to have turned into a pitiful and helpless little demon under the golden river that suppressed evil spirits.

How can a casual cultivator rival the might of an Arhat?
"..."

The old monk slowly put his palms together, and the monks behind him also followed suit.

This one knife was enough to prove the wolf demon's profound attainments in Buddhism. From now on, his opponent was no longer the demon general under the command of the Southern Emperor, but the Four Arhats in the Bodhi Sect who protected the Bodhisattva!

when!
The sound of Hongzhong and Dalu resounds throughout the universe.

The monks had just closed their eyes, and opened them again with a hint of doubt.

Wushan was seen standing with his hands hanging down, his head raised in astonishment, as if he had given up resistance.

The wolf demon kept on hacking, but the casualness on his face was gradually fading away.

As the golden river rolled, the broad blade fell into an equally broad golden giant palm at some point, and froze in mid-air.

There was an equally majestic golden Dharma body standing in front of Wushan, holding up the broadsword with its bare palm.

Just based on this simple scene, the monks' faces changed drastically: "Another great arhat has appeared in the world!"

The old monk and Huixin looked at each other unexpectedly.

The two were ordered to search for the seeds that had been planted in the church over the years, but there was no news of this person at all.

"This aura... could it be the same one from last time?"

The old monk suddenly remembered something and looked forward with wide eyes.

The master and disciple had felt a similar aura in the Demon-Suppressing Tower before, but it was far less powerful and vast than today.

But if it was really that person, it would explain why he would help Wushan take the knife.

"I mean, how can it be so easy to join the great Bodhi sect?"

"How can I show off my supernatural powers by killing a fool?"

The wolf demon felt the surging force coming from the hilt of the knife. After a brief moment of shock, he remained calm and said, "So, you are the test I have to face today?"

Faced with its polite inquiry, the newly appeared great arhat did not respond. Instead, he tilted his head and lowered his eyes, glancing lightly at the Wushan Mountain below.

"you……"

Facing those eyes full of light, Wushan was stunned, and did not catch the helplessness in those eyes.

He never expected that the one who rescued him from this fatal situation would be another Arhat from the Bodhi Sect.

What the hell are these monks doing?

"call."

Shen Yi retracted his gaze and looked again at the Arhat body transformed by the wolf demon in front of him.

With his current strength, how could Wushan possibly capture any trace of Taixu Daoguo unless he tried hard.

The reason for doing this is that Shen Yi hopes that the other party can buy some time.

After all, when he saw the thousand-armed Bodhisattva statue in the old monk's hand, he roughly guessed what kind of existence he would face on this trip.

Even though his Dao Fruit and Fruit Position were both of the fourth grade, with the addition of an Immortal Seal snatched from Qingluan, Shen Yi would not be so arrogant as to think that he could resist a Bodhisattva.

So, let’s start with this group of people.

Shen Yi had already contacted Qinghua in advance and asked him to rush back to Baji Valley for help.

This place is very close to Baji Valley. For Qinghua's sake, at least the Qi Feng God General can come and take a look.

No matter how arrogant the Bodhi Sect is, it is impossible for them to be too presumptuous in front of a star god.

But who could have thought that Wushan would rush straight up.

Shen Yi was really not used to things being out of his control. To be honest, he was able to survive to this day, so he was no less cautious than Wu Shan.

But now that I have taken action...

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly loosened his right hand that was holding the knife. The huge Dharma image rushed forward and smashed up with both fists!
"Well done!"

Hearing the roars of dragons and tigers suddenly ringing in his ears, the wolf demon felt relieved and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

The Dragon and Tiger Fruition, ranked in the 30th place, was stronger than the previous casual cultivator, but that was all. Even among the great arhats, there were still differences in superiority and inferiority.

It suddenly swung its sword to defend itself, and with the help of its mind, it found Shen Yi's weakness almost instantly. The blade was raised from bottom to top, directly attacking the opponent's weak point.

The next moment, both fists slammed into the knife.

The wolf demon's confident look turned into astonishment at the same time.

The sword that was shining with golden light seemed as fragile as a piece of broken iron under the opponent's fist. It made a buzzing sound and the whole sword began to tremble violently like a bamboo stick.

No matter the timing of the attack or the direction of the strike, it was perfect and impeccable.

But in an instant, the sword flew out of his hands, and the two fists landed heavily on the wolf demon's chest. An indescribable force came over it, causing its whole body to vibrate with golden light. Its tall body suddenly leaned back, like a collapsing mountain, and smashed onto the barren land.

The wolf demon had never encountered such a situation before, and it even began to question whether there was something wrong with its mind.

But in the eyes of bystanders, it is extremely clear.

It did find the weakness of this dragon-tiger arhat, but the problem was... even if it was a weak point, it was not something it could resist.

This is unreasonable, it's pure crushing of cultivation!

Before the wolf demon could get up, Shen Yi had already approached it again and trampled on it in the most brutal way. His feet, which covered the sky and the sun, suddenly fell down and stepped directly on the wolf demon's heart.

"stop!"

The old monk who was roaming nearby moved, and when he reappeared, he had revealed his Dharma body.

The Dharmakāya of the Arhats is so huge, let alone there are three of them.

They almost occupied all the attention of others.

Because the old monk was injured, his golden body was obviously much dimmer than the other two. However, he was not the main force, and he attacked from behind, so he charged forward with his whole body like a wild bull, just to push Shen Yi away first and buy a little room for the wolf demon to turn around.

pat.

Shen Yi looked back indifferently, clasped his five fingers tightly on the old monk's face, and easily dissipated the force of his rush. Then he lifted up the huge mountain-like Dharma body and blocked it in front of himself.

The wolf demon did not take the opportunity to get up. With a "swish" sound, the skin on its chest cracked open, revealing a pair of strange, spinning eyes.

As the eyes opened and closed, four symbols emerged from the pupils, entangled with each other, and transformed into a ferocious sword.

The blade chopped down with terrifying power, but it failed to hit Shen Yi, but penetrated into the old monk's body, leaving a huge gap with a "puff" sound!

“Giggle…”

The old monk had his head held down, his eyes wide open.

The two men were similar in size, but their strength was vastly different. The opponent had subdued him with just one palm, and now he was hit by the Four Symbols Knife. How could he have the strength to struggle?

He now finally understood what Wushan was thinking just now.

They are all fourth-rank cultivators, but they don’t even have a chance to resist. How desperate they are.

"waste!"

It was a well-coordinated attack, but the old monk couldn't even force the Dragon-Tiger Arhat to retreat. Instead, he was captured and wasted a great opportunity.

The wolf demon's face was filled with rage. He stood up suddenly, clenched his five fingers, and pulled the four symbols out of the old monk's body, transforming them into the ferocious sword in his palm again.

It jumped up and slashed at Shen Yi again.

Before the knife fell, an arm shot out with the force of thunder, and the huge palm accurately grasped the wolf demon's neck and lifted it into the air.

A hint of fear emerged in the eye on the wolf demon's heart.

Before it could make a sound, Shen Yi also lifted up the old monk and threw the two great arhats to the ground!

boom!
The fight between these giants was so fierce that the earth shook and the entire desolate mountain range trembled.

Shen Yi leaned forward, grasped his neck with both hands, and gradually exerted force.

The old monk and the wolf demon were filled with fear at this moment, and their actions were surprisingly consistent. They both tightly grasped Shen Yi's wrists, trying to break free from each other's grip.

But the pair of hands tightened even more and could not be shaken at all.

"Ten thousand sticks lock the demon!"

When Monk Huixin saw his master being captured, he finally panicked.

Although this newly emerged great dragon-tiger arhat also used the methods of the Bodhi sect, the other party was standing up for Wushan. Judging from the previous actions of his master and disciple, if he let the other party win, he would have no chance of survival.

With a loud shout, he led many monks and pressed the long sticks in their hands to the ground.

Golden threads spread out from the barren land, clasped Shen Yi's tall body like chains, and tightly entangled his arms.

"Demon Binding Stick!"

Huixin swept the ground with his long stick, and the monks followed suit.

The golden thread was suddenly tightened, trying to pull the majestic golden body of Arhat.

Facing such a huge formation of Bodhi Sect, Shen Yi pretended not to hear it. He shook his arms lightly, and the golden chains shattered instantly. The long sticks in the hands of the monks exploded one after another, starting from the palms holding the sticks, and the whole body was reduced to ashes under the great force.

Hui Xin persisted the longest, for three full breaths. This short period of time was only enough for his facial features to become distorted and his face filled with horror. He didn't even have time to utter a word to beg for mercy.

puff!

Wushan stared blankly at the three huge statues of Dharma. He turned around and saw that there was no sign of life in the mountains and fields.

As a cultivator who was also at the fourth level, facing this kind of battle, he actually felt powerless and could not participate.

This dragon-tiger arhat has surprisingly reached the peak of the fourth rank.

However, he didn't know that this was only because Ye Lan was not here, otherwise he would have discovered that Shen Yi had deliberately only used the methods of the Bodhi Sect from beginning to end. In addition, the other party also had a Taixu Dao Fruit that was not inferior in fruit position.

At this moment, a dazzling Buddha light suddenly appeared in the sky.

These lights came like a vast ocean, covering the whole earth in the blink of an eye.

In that light, arms stretched across the sky and hung down from the sky. They instantly landed on Shen Yi's limbs and pinned him to the ground.

As the arm moved, golden light engulfed everything present.

The hidden injuries that Wushan had been trying so hard to suppress in his body, at this moment, burst out again uncontrollably under the attraction of the golden light.

He opened his mouth, his body staggered, and even his soul was almost collapsed.

"stop."

The voice floated over, and at the end of the arm, a figure sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform quickly approached.

Shen Yi grabbed the two men's throats with a calm expression.

The old monk and the wolf demon were overjoyed: "Buddha, save me!"

If the Bodhisattva had not come in person, given the ferocity of this man's attack today, he would have definitely taken the lives of him and others.

Fortunately, the other party has been controlled by the Bodhisattva. Although the palms are still on their necks, they can't tighten them even if they have the power to turn the rivers and seas upside down.

But before the ecstasy on their faces could fully emerge, they saw Shen Yi's shoulders quietly shaking.

The next moment, a blue dragon broke out of the flesh on the left shoulder, and a ferocious tiger opened its bloody mouth on the right shoulder.

Two animal heads suddenly appeared, and with a snap, he tore off the heads of the two Arhats without hesitation. After chewing them a few times, he swallowed them neatly.

Until they died, both of them still couldn't figure out how someone could dare to commit a crime in front of the Bodhisattva and actually do it!

"..."

On the lotus platform, the monk with a thousand arms on his back paused for a moment, taking in the scene below, and his face turned visibly cold.

Even the black dog under his seat was suppressed under the lotus platform by the quietly emerging chill and could not even raise its head.

The Thousand-armed Bodhisattva took a deep breath and looked at the golden statue of Arhat that he had pinned to the ground and could not move. "I will only give you one chance to defend yourself, just one."

The divine power of the Bodhisattva wreaked havoc without any disguise.

Wushan could no longer hold on, his vision became increasingly blurred, and he finally fell backwards.

At the last moment before he lost consciousness, a very familiar voice sounded in his ears, which added an extra layer of shock to his already surprised face!
"..."

The three-headed Dharma image prostrates itself on the ground.

The blue dragon looks ferocious, the white tiger is crazy, but the expression on the head in the middle remains calm.

Shen Yi stared quietly at the two corpses beneath him, as if he had expected this scene.

He did not turn around to look at the Bodhisattva, nor did he choose to defend himself. He just said calmly:

"I can talk, too."

“I can join the church, too.”

After these two simple sentences were uttered, the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva on the lotus platform looked at the nearly flawless Arhat Dharmakāya. The dragon and tiger heads seemed to be carved from heaven and earth.

A full three thousand kalpas!
The Bodhisattva's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes were less cold and more complex.

That wolf demon might have been the most vigorous one among the seeds that were sown originally, but compared with the man in front of him, it was simply not worth mentioning.

The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva even felt that if he missed this person, he might never meet such a natural fourth-grade arhat again.

After a moment of silence, he asked in confusion: "Why do we have to kill them?"

"Because I don't need so many useless people to teach and preach the scriptures for me."

Feeling the arms on his body gradually loosen, Shen Yi stood up slowly. He looked into the distance, still without turning back, nor looking at the black dog under the Bodhisattva's seat, and his voice was indifferent.

"I am enough for you."

(End of this chapter)