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Chapter 922 The great monk Pomerosha, you are really bad, thorough and pure

After the black smoke at the southern foot of Dujin Mountain gradually dissipated, Kong Qing, a Taoist priest in white, stood at the entrance of the cave where the five-color spiritual flames were still burning, and stretched out his hand towards the side, and saw a palace lantern that had already emerged from the flames of the five-color spiritual flames. It slowly floated up and fell into his hands.

Then, a cute little milk cat jumped up from the side holding a gold brick bigger than itself, and landed on his shoulder.

"Let's go, little guy, let's collect the body of that 'Da Ri Tathagata'!"

Following the words, the Taoist priest's hand holding the palace lantern trembled slightly, and the five-color spiritual flames that were still burning in the cave retreated to the sides in an instant, revealing a downward passage, and then he jumped up, lightly fell from the passage.

A few seconds later, the down-to-earth Kong Qing glanced at the bottom of the cave, and immediately found the figure of a majestic 'Dari Tathagata' Pimalasha who was sitting on the ground at this time. His whole body was scorched black, his breath was weak, but he was still alive.

"Master, you really deserve to be the 'Dari Tathagata'..."

After seeing that Pema Luocha was still alive, Kong Qing, who had just landed, unconsciously showed a somewhat surprised expression on his face.

"He was still alive after receiving the sword of Pindao Juju Tushihuo head-on!"

"..."

After hearing Kong Qing's words, the blue-eyed monk Bimarakha who was sitting on the ground raised his head with some difficulty and glanced at him.

"Although Tanyue's five-color spiritual flame is powerful, my Buddhist sect does not have a way to protect myself..."

"Ha ha!"

For the explanation of Pimalakha, Kong Qing just swipe his finger twice on his side, and then the corners of his mouth immediately turned up slightly, revealing a sarcasm smile.

"What kind of Buddhism has its own self-protection strategy, isn't it just to take people as a backstop... Great Monk Pimalakha, those Shuras are all your disciples, and they are all calling you masters and masters, how can you do that?" Can you use their bodies to help you resist the flames?"

"Tan Yue's words are wrong..."

Although Kong Qing bluntly exposed the truth that Pimo Luocha intended to cover up, Bimo Luocha's expression was still calm, and even the tone of his speech did not fluctuate much, as if he was seriously discussing something with Kong Qing.

"These Shuras were originally born because of the old monk, and now they are dead because of the old monk!"

"..."

Kong Qing silently looked at the burnt black monk in front of him.

Although he was not an expert in distinguishing between micro-expressions and tone of voice, he could clearly feel the sincerity in the other's tone from the calm words of the Hu Monk in front of him.

In other words, this Monk Hu didn't say that deliberately to deceive himself after doing the thing of using his Asura disciples as a backstop, but he really thought so.

Is this old guy sure that he is practicing Buddhism, not magic?
This has been repaired abnormally!
"call!"

Kong Qing let out a breath, waved his hand lightly, and the Gu Chen sword inserted in the ground instantly jumped up and landed in his palm.

"Originally, Pindao always thought that the saying 'a man who is about to die, his words are good' is justified, so Pindao saw that you were alive just now, and wanted to talk to you, It doesn't seem necessary now..."

As he spoke, Kong Qing shook Gu Chen's sword lightly, and took a step forward.

"For you, the great monk, who is so bad and pure, there is no possibility of verbalization, and the poor can only be physicalized. Then... please go on the road!"

"Wait a minute, even if Tanyue wants to kill the old monk, at least let the old monk understand a little bit!"

Seeing that Kong Qing was holding up the long sword and was about to cut off his head in the next moment, a look of panic flashed in Pimala's eyes.

"The old monk has been here in Turkic since the Daye period, and I ask myself that I don't have any hatred with the Taishi Bureau or the Dandingmen. Why do you have to travel all the way from Tanyue to embarrass the old monk?"

"Ha ha!"

Seeing the flustered expression of Pimala Cha, the corners of Kong Qing's mouth suddenly turned up, revealing a heartfelt smile.

"Master, do you want to know... Then go to hell and ask your King Yama!"

Swish!
A flash of light flashed across Pimalak's neck, extinguishing the last gleam of hope in the opponent's eyes.

Pfft!
Pimala's scorched black head rolled down from his neck and fell to the ground.

Then Kong Qing threw his backhand, Gu Chenjian rolled in the air, and returned to the sheath accurately by itself, and then Kong Qing's left hand had already wiped the demon refining pot around his waist.

"Please make the list of gods!"

Before he finished speaking, a golden scroll rose from Kong Qing's back and unfolded in the air by itself, revealing countless words shining with golden light on it.

"receive!"

The next moment, a golden light lit up in the cave, and a figure who was walking softly towards the depths of the cave appeared in front of everyone.

Kong Qing looked at the transparent figure who was about to leave, and couldn't help laughing.

"Great monk Pimalacha, where are you going?"

"This is impossible!"

After the soul of this curly-haired old Hu monk realized that he suddenly appeared, and was attracted by the golden light, and was involuntarily throwing himself at the list exuding golden light, his face was finally completely exposed. The color of horror.

"The soul of the old monk's out-of-body fugue is equivalent to the deity of the Malizhi sky. It has no shadow, no trace, no trace. How did you find it... What kind of artifact is this?"

"Great monk, aren't you the Great Sun Tathagata? How come the soul has become the deity of Malizhitian again..."

Kong Qing tilted his head and looked at the spirit of Pimala Cha, who had been captured by the master of the list of gods, and said with a smile.

"Are you a skewer?"

As he said that, Kong Qing raised his head, looked at the soul of Pimala Cha who was struggling desperately in the golden light of the master of the Conferred God List, and continued.

"By the way, just now the poor monk said that you can ask King Yama's question just now, but now Pindao realizes that he was wrong. I'm afraid you won't have the chance to meet King Yama in this life...Of course, you won't have a next life either. !”.
"no!"

Although the soul of Pimala Cha was struggling desperately, it was still not enough to look at in front of the master of the god list, and was finally dragged in by the golden light in an irresistible posture.

Dang!

As the soul of the blue-eyed Hu monk Pimalakha was captured into the list of gods, his hands that lost his head fell powerlessly, and a small dagger fell out of his tightly held hands. It rolled and fell to the ground, and the sharp blade reflected a magnificent light under the illumination of the surrounding five-color spiritual flames.

"Ha ha!"

Kong Qing sneered, casually picked up the dagger on the ground, and weighed it in his hand.

"If it were someone else, he might still be caught, but it's a pity... Master Pimalakha, you met a poor man!"

……

Just after Kong Qing used his Guchen sword's sword light mixed with Tushihuo to use Huodijin to severely injure Pimala Cha, in the Sunrise Temple below, the three great monks who looked like Arhats Immediately there was a panic in my heart.

Listening to the voice just now, it seems that even Master Pimalakha is at a disadvantage now, so...

Thinking of this, they looked up again at Tianmenzi Wang Gang who was gearing up to show the same in front of his sweetheart, and Yinxian Li Zhongfu who was still without a trace and appeared from nowhere, and this It seems ordinary, but in fact, his men are quite ruthless, Li Babai is also very famous in Sichuan.

'This...it's hard to deal with just these three, let alone...'

The three arhats turned their heads sideways and glanced at Huo Ling Song Wuji who was staring at him.

This... I can't beat it at all, what should I do?
"Miss Xuqing..."

Tianmenzi Wang Gang, who had dealt with the Great Monk Huizhao, didn't care about the two arhats who were attacking Li Babai. Instead, he was wrapped in green and red zhenqi, and rushed straight to the arhat who was using the Huoyun handkerchief. Ning Xuqing who was dealing with an Arhat.

"Don't be afraid, Wang is here!"

call!
Before he finished speaking, he saw that Yu Ruyi in his hand had already descended from the sky with his true energy, and smashed it towards Ning Xuqing's opponent.

"Bulk, how dare you hurt Lady Ning, go to hell!"

The next moment, the arhat who was already in a dilemma under the Huoyun handkerchief raised by Ning Xuqing was directly hit by Yu Ruyi, and his body spun and flew out.

"Hahaha……"

Tianmenzi Wang Gang, who succeeded in one blow in front of his sweetheart, suddenly let out a smug laugh.

"A mere rat, dare to be arrogant in front of Mrs. Ning..."

As soon as Tianmenzi Wang Gang grabbed Yu Ruyi who had just flown back, he chased after this Arhat in high spirits.

"Let someone come here today to avenge Lady Ning and send you to meet your Buddha!"

"..."

Ning Xuqing behind him looked at Tianmenzi Wang Gang and blinked helplessly.

She didn't seem to be at a disadvantage, and she wasn't injured or killed, so how could revenge be involved?

……

As a result, when Tianmenzi was holding Yu Ruyi in his hand and chased him less than 20 meters away, the three arhats on the opposite side looked at each other at the same time, and then raised their hands in unison.

"Someone admit defeat!"

"..."

After hearing this sentence, Tianmenzi almost didn't catch up.

joke!

Who told you to admit defeat? If you all admit defeat, then how can I show my reliable strength in front of Madam Ning, so that Madam Ning knows who is the husband she should choose!
Maybe... Madam Ning chose herself after reconciling with that little boy for this reason?

The hateful bald donkey, how dare to spoil a good thing!
"Admit defeat..."

Tianmenzi Wang Gang looked at these Buddhist earth immortals with a gloomy face.

"Hmph! You rogue-headed rats, you don't look like a gentleman at first glance. I think that you must be trying to relax your vigilance when you say you surrender, and then take the opportunity to sneak attack..."

Having said that, Wang Gang turned his head to look at Li Zhongfu, the Immortal Yin who did not know when he had appeared.

"Li Daoyou, for the sake of safety, let's get rid of them completely!"

"..."

Hearing Wang Gang's words, the three Arhats facing each other immediately looked at each other in blank dismay.

No!
These fellows from Daomen Xiandu are so terrific that they won't let them surrender?

……

Pfft!
Just when the scene in the Sunrise Temple was a little awkward, a scorched black head fell from the sky and landed among them, and then a Taoist priest in white floated down from the sky.

"Bimala Cha has already been executed, all those who don't want to be buried with him raise their hands and kneel on the ground!"

(End of this chapter)