Journey to the West: Nine-tailed demon emperor

Chapter 205 Repaying Karma
hold head high! ! !
A dragon chant sounded, and a hundred-foot golden dragon flew out from the spirit heart and sky, circling and dancing above his head, glaring at Tu Shanhao.

"Hahaha, the little monk is indeed a direct descendant of Buddhism, and this king likes it."

Looking at the golden soul, Tu Shanhao couldn't help laughing, and said sarcastically.

"Hmph, benefactor, be careful, the monk will not show mercy."

The Buddha also got angry, and was ridiculed several times by Tu Shanhao, and his spiritual heart became warm and angry, and he took out a Zhang Er Zen staff and attacked Tu Shanhao.

Seeing the attacking spirit heart, Tu Shanhao smiled disdainfully, his hands became claws, and the pure yang true fire gushed out and spread all over his body.

"Little monk, this king has recently practiced a supernatural power, and I just want to test the waters with you."

Tu Shanhao let out a low cry, and stood up with both feet on the ground. His body was like a tiger pouncing on its food, and it went straight to the soul's throat.

Lingxin didn't panic at all, she held the Zen stick tightly in her hand, and the wind howled when she waved it, flying sand and rocks, and collided with Tu Shanhao two by two.

boom--
There was a bang, like a thunderbolt. After each side tried to retreat, they stared at each other vigilantly, not daring to relax at all.

Under one blow, Tu Shanhao's hands were cracked, and blood flowed from his ten fingers.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing that Tu Shanhao was injured, Bai Lu was startled and let out an exclamation.

Heifeng and Pipa in the rear also looked at Tu Shanhao strangely, wondering why he was so weak, and secretly thought that he might have to live a useless life in the future.

Standing up and retracting the Zen stick, Lingxin looked at Tu Shanhao with a light smile, holding the Zen stick tightly with both hands, trying to hide his trembling arms.

But Tu Shanhao just glanced indifferently at the hands with bleeding fingers, and continued to stare at the little monk Lingxin.

I saw that the bleeding of the hands stopped, and the granulation grew wildly, but the injury recovered in the blink of an eye, and it was still white and flawless, as if it had never been injured.

"Well, how come?"

Looking at Tu Shanhao's rapidly recovering hands, Lingxin frowned, suddenly feeling ominous.

After moving his intact hands, Tu Shanhao stared at Lingxin, and said with a light smile:

"That's right, the body of immortality is really miraculous, very good!"

With that said, Tu Shanhao calmly said:
"Little monk, what do you think will happen if this king accidentally kills you?"

Lingxin froze for a moment, shook his head and said:
"I don't know about this little monk, but I think I will avenge the little monk when I come to the master's school."

Tu Shanhao couldn't help smiling, and said: "The little monk is quite honest, but..."

"This king still wants to try."

As soon as the voice changed, Tu Shanhao's face turned cold, he took out the Tianhu Spear and held it in his right hand, he stepped forward and stabbed in the air, like a dragon and a snake flying together, and a wind and thunder exploded.

Seeing this, Lingxin also became serious, the golden dragon above his head fell down, wrapped around his right arm, and the Zen stick in his hand was like a mountain smashing down, powerful and mighty.

clang!
Gold and iron fight each other, silver guns and gold sticks are like dragons and tigers fighting, and the wind and sand are blown up, and the wind howls.

Click. !
Tu Shanhao stomped on the ground with his feet, and pushed his spirit heart away with the long spear in his hand. The pure yang real fire instantly permeated the gun body, turning into a pure yang fire dragon entangled.

"The little monk sees the move!"

Tu Shanhao brandished his spear, and the Chunyang fire dragon galloped out, following the sharp edge of the spear towards Lingxin.

clang clang...

There was a bang, Lingxin was afraid to rely on the golden dragon on his right arm to resist vigorously, and waving his Zen staff to counterattack from time to time, reluctantly coped.

"..."

On the other hand, the confrontation between celestial phenomena and spiritual perception is also heating up.

As soon as Lingjue's golden body came out, relying on his cultivation base to move ruthlessly, a long stick of Buddhist beads easily suppressed Tianxiang.

Although Tianxiang was furious, he did not lose his mind.

Knowing that his cultivation is not enough, he is not an opponent of spiritual perception, so he showed the body of the thousand-foot dragon elephant early on, and relied on the tyrannical body of the beast to resist the attack of spiritual perception, but he still lost the wind.

Seeing this situation, Tianxiang couldn't help recalling what Tu Shanhao said earlier.

As a matter of fact, the further you practice, the stronger your strength will become, and the different cultivation bases are like an insurmountable abyss.

"Naughty animal, it's still too late to subdue the law, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

The spiritual sense is very self-reliant, and he looked at the sky with disdain and said, his tone was extremely contemptuous.

"Roar!"

"The bald donkey is too deceitful, look at a certain supernatural power!"

Being underestimated by his former defeated general, Tian Xiang was extremely ashamed and let out a thunderous roar.

The ground under his feet continued to crack and condensed in the air, and soon formed a hundred-foot mountain to suppress the spiritual sense, and its power was unstoppable.

"What an evil beast, since you don't know good and bad, don't blame my subordinates for being merciless."

Seeing the sky and still daring to resist, Lingjue's heart rose with anger, and the long stick of Buddhist beads in his hand resisted the mountain rocks, and the radiance on the golden body became even brighter.

"Vald donkey, take your life!"

Lingjue was held back by the mountain, Tianxiang's eyes suddenly surged with evil spirits, he moved his huge body, raised his ivory like a battering ram, and slammed into Lingjue.

"Don't dare to be an evil beast!"

"Break it for me!"

Lingjue let out a roar, and the long stick of Buddhist beads in his hand burst into golden light, and a huge force knocked the mountain into the air, like a thunderclap.

"You beast, die for me."

Looking at the sky so close at hand, Lingjue's tiger's eyes widened, a wave of Gengjin evil spirit gushed out of his body, and the long stick of Buddhist beads shot out directly.

puff!
click!
The two collided, and the spiritual sense was instantly blown out, spit out a mouthful of blood, the golden body shattered into pieces, and returned to the human body.

Lingjue was severely injured, and the sky was not feeling well.

I saw the ivory on Tianxiang's left side snapped off at the sound, already losing [-]% of his combat power.

"Brother!"

The spiritual heart in the distance saw the severe damage to the spiritual sense, and was shocked.

"Little monk, there is a price to pay for being distracted from battle."

"Pure Yang Pendant!"

At the moment when the mind was distracted, the pure yang real fire gathered around Tu Shanhao's body, and the pure yang fire dragon wrapped around the sky fox gun, and his body rose into the sky, just like the sun falling, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

"Not good, Tianlong Bodyguard!"

Hearing Tu Shanhao's low shout, Lingxin murmured inwardly, and the golden dragon on his right arm swam quickly, turning into a hundred-foot-long golden dragon and circling around his body, like a golden bell protecting his body, which could not be broken.

boom--
The conflicts clashed, and there was a muffled thunderous bang, and the earth collapsed, sand and stones splashed, and the strong wind swept all directions with coercion.

"..."

hold head high! ! !
"The bald donkey will die!"

On the other side, Tian Xiang's eyes were red, and he was surrounded by a bloody aura, and he raised his feet to trample on his spiritual sense.

"Certainly!"

At the critical moment, a warm voice pierced through the ears.

Whether it was the attacking Tu Shanhao or the severely wounded spiritual sense, both of them were still bodies and could not move.

The wind and sand cleared away, and I saw Tu Shanhao holding the Tianhu spear at the throat of Lingxin, but his body could not move even a little bit, and a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

And a bowl-sized blood hole appeared on Lingxin's chest, with traces of blood flowing, and he looked at Tu Shanhao unwillingly.

On the other side, Tianxiang's huge body stood in mid-air, staring at Lingjue angrily, bloody aura shot up to the sky all over his body, and killing intent splattered everywhere.

Looking contemptuously at Lingxin, the corners of Tu Shanhao's eyes twitched slightly, and he came to people in large numbers from his corner of the eye.

I saw that the person who came was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, and his face was young and resolute. Could it be who is the Dragon Subduing Arhat who guards Daiyu Xiandao.

Jianglong walked slowly in front of the crowd, saluted lightly, and said with a faint smile:
"Amituofo, the poor monk has seen all the benefactors."

The voice of Jianglong is like the voice of the ancient Buddha. After entering the ears, the heart is happy, and the hostility in the heart slowly dissipates.

"Master, master."

With two low yells, the spiritual heart and spiritual sense body regained their vitality, dragged the seriously injured body to Jianglong, and lowered his head in shame.

boom!
With a muffled sound, Tianxiang's thick front legs fell to the ground, and he and Tu Shanhao and others regained control of their physical vitality.

Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, Tu Shanhao put away the Tianhu gun, calmly came to Jianglong, and asked:
"This king, Tu Shanhao, has seen the Dragon Subduing Arhat."

Bai Lu at the side hurried to Tianxiang's side, and healed him with the divine light of fortune.

Jianglong looked at Tu Shanhao curiously, then looked thoughtfully at Tianxiang who had recovered his human body, and said with a light smile:

"You guys are all good."

Hearing this, Tu Shanhao's eyes froze, not knowing what Jianglong's words meant, he looked straight at Jianglong and said:
"Subduing Dragon Arhat's mana is profound, and this king is far behind, but he has made Gaotu provocateurs several times. Don't you think it is disrespectful to intervene this time?"

Jianglong smiled faintly, and asked:
"The benefactor, you said that the disciples of the poor monk are about to be beaten to death. Should the poor monk, the master, come to rescue him?"

Hearing Jianglong's words, Tu Shanhao couldn't help being taken aback, he didn't expect the other party to ask such rascal words.

Tu Shanhao rolled his eyes and said:
"It is right for the master to save the apprentice, but there is a saying in Buddhism that there is a cycle of karma, how to repay the karma of provoking disciples for no reason?"

Jianglong looked at Tu Shanhao with great interest, and asked, "Then according to the benefactor's words, how should the poor monk repay the karma?"

Tu Shanhao was also unreserved, and said bluntly:
"Compensation, as long as Subduing Dragon Arhat can provide enough compensation, this karma will be eliminated, and the karma between us and the disciples will be canceled in the future."

"Presumptuous, how dare you, an evildoer, be so rude to my master?"

Before Jianglong could speak, Lingjue behind him couldn't help feeling aggrieved, and stood up and yelled loudly.

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(End of this chapter)