I am Jiang Ming, the Eternal Demon Emperor

Chapter 470: Old Monk Ksitigarbha
Jiang Ming remembered that the lineage of the Golden-winged Roc once produced a celestial demon. This was why other demon tribes were suppressed by humans, but the lineage of the Golden-winged Roc was a force comparable to that of a holy land.

This is also why the Golden-winged Little Peng King was even more arrogant and domineering. His initial goal was to marry Yan Ruyu, the princess of the Eastern Wilderness Demon Clan.

Of course, what Jiang Ming had to face right now was a demon saint who had lived for more than seven thousand years. It walked towards Jiang Ming step by step, with black mist swirling around its body, like a black devil cloud. Its terrifying power made Ye Fan and his confidante in the distance feel suffocated.

"Amitabha, Crocodile Ancestor, since you have escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, why are you still obsessed with your evil nature and it is difficult to get rid of it?"

At this moment, something unexpected happened. Below, on the dry ground, bursts of Buddhist chanting sounded. These were the five hundred Arhats and Bodhisattvas of the Great Leiyin Temple chanting sutras. The five hundred golden Arhats and Bodhisattvas were all skin and bones. They should have all passed away. However, the old monk who led them opened his eyes. His eyes were full of brilliance. He looked at the Crocodile Ancestor and said.

"Old bald donkey, shouldn't you have died long ago?"

When Crocodile Ancestor saw the old monk, he subconsciously took a step back, his eyes gleaming with blood, and said in surprise and doubt.

"As long as hell is not empty, this old monk will not be able to close his eyes and will not be able to sit and pass away. I am holding on with all my strength just to suppress this evil sea eye."

The skinny old monk, with a golden beard, looked like a skeleton with skin hanging on it. Normally, it would be terrifying, but now he was emitting a thousand-foot-long Buddha light, illuminating the surrounding world. His bones were shaking by themselves, and he could even make Buddhist chants.

Jiang Ming recalled the plot and suddenly remembered it. In the original plot, there was indeed an old monk who seemed to be of great importance and had once guided Sakyamuni, who had not yet become a quasi-emperor.

Given the old monk's background, Jiang Ming felt that he should be called Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

Just now, Jiang Ming casually nourished these five hundred Arhats, hoping that they could hold on for a while longer, with the help of their Buddha's light, to save all living beings and suppress the corpse ghosts in the Demon Sea Eye.

However, what he didn't expect was that his nourishment also made the old monk recognize him as a person.

"Master. I am willing to lend you a helping hand."

Jiang Ming took a step forward, stepped on the secret of the word "Xing", and appeared beside the master in an instant. He pointed with one finger and took out a drop of the immortal spring that he had placed on the gods in the Taoist Palace.

Dizang originally would not let Jiang Ming get close to his forehead, but feeling the benefits of that thing, he said nothing and accepted it calmly, and the Immortal Spring of Youth fell on his forehead.

"What did you do?"

The Crocodile Ancestor looked at Jiang Ming and spoke coldly.

With the quasi-imperial weapon blocking the aura, Crocodile Ancestor did not sense the aura of the Fountain of Immortality.

"No matter what, if I kill you, your chance will be mine."

The Crocodile Ancestor looked at the phoenix figure dancing on Jiang Ming's body and said with greedy eyes.

He knew that this was a quasi-imperial weapon, and he also saw the brilliance of the ultimate immortal material, phoenix blood red gold. At this moment, he was extremely excited. With this quasi-imperial weapon, his future would be promising.

And the kid in the distance actually has imperial weapons to protect him. They are really two kids with great opportunities, a good pair of boys who bring wealth.

And Ye Fan saw the nonchalant look from the Crocodile Ancestor, the look as if he were looking at an ant, which meant that Jiang Ming was in some trouble. This made him feel a little tricky, because the kid had a quasi-imperial weapon in his hand and also mastered a powerful secret technique, so he could not be suppressed in a short time.

However, he is a saint after all, and he cannot bear the consumption of controlling the quasi-emperor soldiers, and he will soon be unable to hold on.

Ye Fan was not at all heeded and summoned his Cauldron of the Mother Energy of All Things. With a slight shake, the ancient scroll flew out. This was something that flew out of the coffin of the ruthless man in the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest. It was dotted with endless stars, just like the stars shining in the blue sky. With the help of his magic power, the ancient scroll slowly unfolded and a person flew out of it.

Crocodile Ancestor confirmed once again that these were the two treasure-giving boys with great fortune. Look, this ancient scroll of stars also looked like a treasure. However, the next moment, he saw the old man coming out of the ancient scroll. He was sealed in a piece of divine source, which was also dug out by Ye Fan and Black Emperor in the Ten Thousand Dragons Nest.

He is a prisoner of Wanlongchao. Wanlongchao is reluctant to kill him and wants to obtain two ancient scriptures of the human race from him, the True Art of the Sun and the True Art of the Moon.

This old man, with no clothes on his upper body, was extremely dry and skinny, only slightly better than the old monk Dizang. He sat cross-legged, without any life fluctuations, and seemed to have passed away. His lower body was wrapped in an animal skin skirt, which was the essence of the skin plucked from a great sage-level fierce tiger. In his hand, he also held a crystal clear bone club, similar to Dongfang Ye's, but bigger and more ferocious, exuding a palpitating breath.

This is also a holy weapon handed down from generation to generation.

The armor on the Crocodile Ancestor is also a sacred weapon handed down from generation to generation.

From this we can see that Crocodile Ancestor can be regarded as a top existence among the Great Sages, and he definitely has the combat power of the Eight Forbiddens.

Unfortunately, he met the old man who was a human demon. This man must have the power of God's forbidden combat, because in the original plot, he easily became a quasi-emperor.

"Amitabha, He Na Dana Dona Ye Ye..."

The old monk understood everything at once. He was nourished by the Fountain of Immortality, and his dried up origin was revived at once. He was replenished, and his whole body was rapidly devouring the essence of the starry sky. Jiang Ming casually took out a cubic block of divine source, two meters long and one meter wide, and placed it beside the old monk. All the golden-bodied arhats on the ancient ship chanted scriptures. Those were the regrets and fluctuations of their lifetime, which turned into swastikas to help Jiang Ming suppress the Crocodile Ancestor.

Some of them also flew towards the old demon. This is the Infinite Heart Sutra of Buddhism, which is used to suppress the inner demons and awaken the true self.

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In fact, as long as the divine source that seals the old demon is used as a weapon, the old demon can be forced to wake up.

But it hasn't reached that point yet, it would be too rude to the old man.

Jiang Ming continued to collide with the Crocodile Ancestor, just do it. In Jiang Ming's body, the essence droplets refined by the nine-color flame weighed hundreds of kilograms, which were all his accumulation over the past twenty years, enough to support him in fighting for a long time.

Moreover, he has divine sources on him. He is a good Yuan Tianshi and has plenty of divine sources.

When attacking the Valley of Gods, Jiang Ming had two clones who stole a lot of divine sources.

After all, it would be a waste if it was not used up. Otherwise, it would be consumed by the source technique of Zhang Lin, the source master.

Jiang Ming felt it was such a waste, as this was the accumulation of thousands of years in the Valley of the Gods.

So he took away a thousand divine sources by the way. It did not affect the battle situation, because most of them would be consumed in vain to destroy the corpses and cover up the traces.

Afterwards, Jiang Ming gave some of the one thousand divine sources to the Vermillion Bird totem god.

As for the other totem gods, they are all in the Ancient Emperor's Nest. Some of them have cultivation resources, but they are not divided.

Therefore, Jiang Ming's Vermillion Bird Totem God has three hundred divine sources, which are enough for him to use slowly for tens of thousands of years.

After all, if there were two divine sources, they could be used to seal the Great Sage.

The divine source in the old demon man's body is only about two sides.

(End of this chapter)