When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 679 The decisive blow

Looking at Tang Yuan who had not moved yet, the gray-robed old monk also felt a little uneasy in his heart.

As the blood sacrifice proceeds, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's dojo in the underworld, that is, the small reincarnation controlled by Buddhism, has mostly appeared in Huazhou.

Huazhou is originally the dojo of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the earthly immortal world. Using the relics as a bridge, connecting the two dojos in Jiuyou and the earthly immortal world, the great wish of recreating the Buddhist minor reincarnation in the earthly immortal world can be realized.

But things are almost done, but Tang Yuan still hasn't made any move, which makes people worry whether he still has some trump cards that he hasn't revealed yet.

The closer the great achievement was, the more the gray-robed old monk thought and the more panicked he became.

The reincarnation of small reincarnations is related to the foundation of Buddhism. If the old monk in gray robe can let Buddhism control reincarnation again at this critical moment before the end of the tribulation, it is not nonsense to say that he will achieve the status of Bodhisattva and even achieve Buddhahood through this.

How many people can treat it calmly when it involves the opportunity of enlightenment?

Especially looking at Tang Yuan's unhurried and leisurely look made him feel even more uneasy.

"Could it be that the Golden Dragon Scissors also arrived in Huazhou?"

But like the innate spiritual treasure, this relic is still in a dormant state. It will only wake up for a moment if the Pure Land of Whispering is destroyed, or if it is connected to the Ksitigarbha Dojo that it is familiar with now. .

"Yes, Tang Yuan was able to escape from the control of the Demon Sect, it must have been because of the Golden Jiao Jian. There is no reason why Tang Yuan could escape from the trap, and the Golden Jiao Jian is still trapped!"

This relic is one of the foundations of the Whirling Pure Land Pressure Box. Its power and importance are no less than the ancient coffin lanterns enshrined in the Pure Land of Paradise in the Earthly Immortal Realm!

The gray-robed old monk could feel that Tang Yuan was not being alarmist, because the sense of threat that was like a ray of light on his back could not be faked. No matter how strong Tang Yuan's fighting skills were, but only with his cultivation level of the Yiwan Tianjun, he could not lie. I absolutely cannot allow myself to feel like this!
"The Golden Dragon Scissors are really here. Where are they?"

The old monk in gray robe raised his sixth consciousness to the highest level and felt everything around him. He knew that the moment the golden dragon scissors appeared, he would definitely receive a thunderous strike.

"I knew those devil bastards were unreliable!" The old monk in gray robe secretly resented in his heart, and his expression became even more depressed.

As the number one figure in such an immortal world, stopping the Golden Dragon Scissors is also the top priority of this operation.

"It seems you have guessed it." Tang Yuan said in a relaxed tone, "In the face of absolute strength, all calculations are so ridiculous."

Even so, Buddhism does not have the qualifications and ability to control it, and can only let it act according to instinct.

"Are you really so naive that you think that with a five-year-old demon carrying a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure, you can stop an innate spiritual treasure?"

Tang Yuan's face showed a smile of control, and he said sharply: "As long as the innate spiritual treasure you enshrine has not yet revived, everything you want must be handled by my sect!"

The old monk in gray robe was naturally prepared. This relic was left by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. The power contained in it was not to mention the ability to deal with the golden dragon that had fallen down the level. Even when facing the innate spiritual treasure in its full form, Not afraid either.

"But as long as I survive the first blow, the power contained in the relic can be stimulated. By then, even the golden dragon scissors will not be able to move me at all."

After much deliberation, the gray-robed old monk concluded that the only person who could give Tang Yuan such confidence was the innate spiritual treasure that shocked the heavens.

Like the mana fluctuations of the soul level, this relic didn't even pay attention to it.

Perhaps only after it feels threatened will this relic use the power from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"As long as you feel the breath of the golden dragon scissors, the relics will wake up." The old monk in gray robe kept repeating in his heart to encourage himself. When faced with beings like Jin Jiaojian who can easily control their own life and death, even the primordial spirit Arhat will inevitably be at a loss.

But he also knew that before taking action, Golden Dragon Scissors would never expose his whereabouts, so he might have to take a hit no matter what.

At this point, the gray-robed old monk could only believe that the blood rain formation set up by the demon sect was as he said, and it could suppress even innate spiritual treasures.

But even so, the gray-robed old monk still didn't feel the slightest sense of security in his heart.

Under such silent and huge pressure, the gray-robed old monk forced himself to calm down and said: "The appearance of reincarnation is beneficial to the disciples of the three religions and even all practitioners. Why should Sect Master Tang be so aggressive?"

"The poor monk promises that when the reincarnation is rebuilt, the Three Immortals Island can also take a share of it. The cause and effect of this blood sacrifice for all people will be taken over by me and the devil. The Tang Sect Leader only needs to sit back and enjoy the results. Is that okay?"

"Great monk, is it possible that this statement is true?" Tang Yuan first pretended to be tempted, and then asked with a puzzled face, "You two religions have paid such a price to rebuild reincarnation, what can you really accept? If you don’t do it, you will enter reincarnation?”

The gray-robed old monk saw signs that Tang Yuan was moving and quickly continued: "Tang Zongzhu is joking. It is naturally impossible to become the master, but the poor monk can guarantee that all disciples of Sanxian Island can enjoy the convenience of small reincarnation. , after reincarnation, maintain the true spirit of innocence in order to re-enter the path.”

"It sounds really exciting." Tang Yuan rubbed his chin and said slowly, "But, I refuse!"

Before Jue Zi could be closed, a terrifying sense of crisis surged into his heart. The gray-robed old monk quickly blessed himself with dozens of Dharma marks, each of which was enough to block the attack of the Yuan Shen. The powerful golden body of Arhat.

"Even if... Jin Jiaojian arrives in person, I can still..."

Before he finished speaking, the Big Dipper in the sky suddenly appeared, and the starlight was like an arrow, illuminating the thick rain of blood that enveloped Huazhou. Even if it was only for a moment, the cultivators saw the stars in the sky that had never changed since ancient times, exuding shocking and terrifying murderous intent!
Great supernatural power, the Big Dipper falls!

At the same time, an extremely dazzling lightning shot out from Tang Yuan's hand. The lightning was fast and fierce, like a purple dragon. It flickered and seemed to penetrate the space. With an attitude of going forward indomitably and destroying everything, it blasted towards the gray-robed old monk. heart.

Great supernatural power, super clear divine thunder!

Tang Yuan opened his right hand, five colors flowing, dense like smoke, five colors of divine light condensed, shining through the entire sea area, like a rainbow reflecting the clouds, the dawn of the sky suddenly suppressed the gray-robed old monk.

Great supernatural power, five-color divine light!

Three great magical powers, almost in no time, hit the gray-robed old monk at the same time.

Boom!

The terrifying explosion rolled up a huge cloud of smoke, and even Chu Du was enveloped in it. All the monks, including Xu Zhi, fell into a state of blindness.

After a while, when the remaining turbid clouds slowly dispersed, the figure of the gray-robed old monk appeared in front of everyone again.

It's just that at this moment, the invincible Arhat's golden body has withered and decayed, and the vast energy has been completely cut off. He can no longer feel a single bit of it. Only a look of disbelief is solidified on his face!
And the wound that penetrated his heart was still emitting faint black smoke, which seemed to indicate who was the culprit!
Great supernatural power, divine light at the end of Ming Dynasty!

In the blink of an eye, a fallen Arhat, a great monk whose cultivation was enough to overwhelm Huazhou, died in Tang Yuan's hands without the ability to fight back.

Such a horrifying and unconventional scene shocked the monks watching in Chudu, and their hearts were agitated, and they could not recover for a long time.

Chu Qinghe, who knew the suppressive power of the Blood Rain Formation, was not only horrified but also confused.

If he had known earlier that the Taoist soul had such power, why would he have abandoned the people of Huazhou and taken refuge in the Demonic Sect? !