I am the Bull Demon King, the most powerful official in the heaven

Chapter 119 Senior Brother Can Only Help Here

On the fifth day of Jiang Shan's deep sleep, the ground fire was raging, burning hotter and hotter, and Jiang Shan slept even more soundly.

Lying on the ground, I don't know what kind of dream I am having.

And Luo Sha, who was guarding outside the mountain, wore a firm and persistent look, with a serious expression, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Ji Wang, who formed the first line of defense, looked at the burning flames on the mountain all day long, with a hint of excitement on his face. The longer the time of crossing the catastrophe, the greater the power, and the stronger the strength after crossing the catastrophe.

After crossing this time, his family will also soar into the sky.

I was rejoicing in my heart when I suddenly heard a burst of chanting.

King Ji was not happy in his heart, but he immediately realized that this place was surrounded by a large army of Rakshasa, where did the sound of chanting come from?

Standing up suddenly, King Ji danced with blood dancing all over his body, his demonic power surged, and he shouted again: "He Fangxiao is young and sneaky? Why don't you come out and die!"

"Amitabha, the donor's murderous intent is too strong. If you don't cultivate your mind and nature, you may have bad luck in the future."

A great Buddha's trumpet sounded from the west, and the sandalwood bathed in the Buddha's light came, as if the Buddha came to the world, and the majestic pressure was on the Bufang Mountain. It's like coming home.

"My Rakshasa family is born with bad luck, why do you need to be reborn in the future? Wuna bald donkey, if you don't get out, next year today will be your death day." King Ji sneered coldly, and the rolling evil spirit surged, thick as fog, and there seemed to be thousands of evils. Ghost Raksha hides in it, ferocious and ferocious, which also breaks the artistic conception of Zhan Tan Buddha's light.

"The benefactor has a deep obsession, has fallen into a magic barrier, and needs to turn back."

Zhan Tan watched King Ji's movements, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were sharp, like the angry eyes of a Buddha, and he pushed flat with his palm, and the vast mana vibrated, as if a mountain was pressing down.

King Ji's face was horrified, how could this bald donkey have such a high cultivation level?
But at the next moment, behind King Ji, there was a violent gust of wind, the sky was dark, the rain was continuous, and the endless wind blew up, blowing away the mana of Zhantan, and still blowing towards Zhantan incessantly.

Feeling the wind from all directions, a trace of fear appeared in Zhan Tan's always peaceful eyes. He clasped his hands together, and the golden light in his body soared into the sky, directly showing a golden body, three heads and six arms, holding magic treasures such as Yingluo and divine pestle in his hand. Domineering, King Ji was surprised to see him, and he secretly said that he was very powerful.

It's just that even so, it was still difficult to resist the wind, and Zhan Tan retreated uncontrollably, secretly.

King Ji and the others were greatly relieved when they saw this, but fortunately, the plantain fan is still very good.

It's just that this relaxation can't be maintained for a moment, and a green bead flies from the sky, bursting with green light, and the raging and violent wind around it encounters this force, and it immediately becomes certain, as if it never existed.

Everyone was horrified when they saw this, Ye Ling also frowned, never thought that there would be such a magic weapon to restrain him from the plantain fan.

"Evil girl, why don't you catch her without a fight?"

Another shout sounded in the sky, like thunder roaring.

In the distance, smoke and dust billowed, galloping horses galloped, and thousands of people could be vaguely seen, clad in strong and stubborn, with fierce aura.

A steed white horse is galloping at the front. It is one foot tall, its teeth are like jagged teeth, its eyes are sharp, and its body is full of evil spirits.

And the one riding the white horse was King Li. At this moment, he changed out of his dragon robe and put on a cloak. The dark red armor faintly smelled of blood, and his aura was fierce. He was obviously alone, but he looked like a thousand troops. The breath of killing on the battlefield rushed over.

Seeing the arrival of King Li leading the army, Ye Ling's face sank even more. The white horse was not an ancient beast——Bie, although it looked like a white horse, it was not a vegetarian. It ate raw tigers and leopards, and the thousand people behind it were even more troublesome. They are Dali soldiers trained according to the tactics of the Jiuli tribe back then. They are fierce and fierce. It is fine if they are alone, but if they form an army formation, their power is infinite.

At that time, King Li led this thousand-man army to kill the dog monsters in the northern part of Da Li Kingdom, and this thousand-man army killed nearly ten thousand demon soldiers.

What's worse is that the plantain fan is restrained by this bead, and they may not be able to defend Jiangshan.

It's just that at this moment, the power cannot be weakened. At night, the magic power circulates, the blue silk flutters, and the Liangyi sword suddenly flies out, cutting through the void, as fast as a meteor, and flies directly to King Li at an inconceivable speed. In the bloody world, everything will be destroyed.

"Those who want to enter this mountain today will be punished!"

King Li's complexion suddenly changed, a smear of blood flashed in his hand, and a simple and majestic long sword emerged. The dark purple sword body was like a pool of seductive water, shining with a bloody and brutal cold light.

Da Li Sword.

The magic weapon passed down from generation to generation by the Li Kingdom was once in the hands of the ancestors of the Dali Kingdom, which slaughtered thousands of enemies and created the foundation of the Dali Kingdom.

And when the sword appeared, King Li's aura became wilder and wilder, no longer a majestic king, but like a wild beast. Behind him, a thousand Li warriors stomped their feet fiercely, as if they were beating drums. On Li Wang's body.

Before coming, King Li thought about facing the Liangyi Sword, and also wanted to see how powerful these two swords are.

Suddenly a sword slashed down, domineering like a thunder, shaking the two swords head-on, tearing apart a bloody world.

There was another loud bang, and the two swords turned back, but the mount under Li Wang was unable to withstand the divine power, and blood spit out, and Li Wang also felt the blood in his body churning, but his face seemed to be nothing happened, but his face was fierce Looking at Ye Ling seriously, he said, "What a villain, you are so rebellious today. If you dare to kill your father, you will not be allowed to stay."

As soon as the words fell, King Li gave up his mount, flew up, and slashed at Ye Ling with a sword, and the sword lighted up, and the boundless battlefield was filled with killing energy, like a thousand troops.

Just now, although he was repelled by the two swords, the power of the two swords was much weaker than expected, so powerful, he could deal with it.

But before he could go any further, the two swords came flying again, the yin and yang were shining, the sun and the moon were surrounded by phantom shadows, the two swords formed an array, blocked King Li, and King Li swung his long sword, blocking left and right, the light of the sword was airtight, barely protecting himself , but unable to advance half a step.

Seeing this, Zhan Tan couldn't just sit and watch, so he made a move immediately, showing a golden body, pushing flat with one palm, shaking the two swords away, and said loudly: "The king went forward to kill that Xie Yin, and the princess and Rakshasa will be handed over to you." Poor monk."

"I have Lao Guoshi." King Li looked overjoyed, and immediately led his army to attack Bufang Mountain.

King Ji was furious and immediately led his army to stop him.

Seeing this, Zhan Tan smiled lightly, clasped his hands together, and recited Buddhist scriptures. Sanskrit sounds flew out of his mouth one by one, turning into golden characters, mixed with profound Buddhist rhymes, distorting the void, and opening up a Buddhist kingdom. When all the Rakshasa heard this, they couldn't help showing a demented look on their faces, and their murderous aura was forced to stagnate.

Stronger as King Ji and the three elders, although they can maintain their rationality and rise up to resist, they are also powerless under the endless Buddha's light.

Seeing this, Ye Ling was in a hurry, and quickly urged his two swords to slash away. The swords sang, and the sword light roared and split the sky.

Seeing the two swords attacking, Zhan Tan not only didn't panic, but showed a slight smile on his face. If Ye Ling's cultivation base was higher, he would be afraid, but unfortunately Ye Ling's cultivation base was not enough. With one hand stretched out, the golden Buddha palm was indestructible. Shake the double swords head-on.

"click~"

However, an unbelievable scene happened, and the power of the two swords suddenly increased greatly, the sword shattered the ceiling, and the sword split the golden lotus, and the Zhantan Buddha Kingdom was shattered in an instant. No matter how careless he was, let go of the restrictions on King Ji and others, and concentrate on dealing with Ye Ling, but looking at the two swords whose power was more than doubled, his face was shocked. Why are these two swords so powerful?
As the actual controller of the two swords, Ye Ling was also taken aback. She was anxious and tried to drive the two swords with all her strength, but the power was beyond her imagination.

But in this case, these people can't beat them.

In the king's city, the monk breathed a sigh of relief, but it's okay, the Rakshasa girl's double swords are powerful, so if I secretly add some mana, it's not a big problem to stop that boy Zhantan.

The remaining people from Dali Kingdom, although they are not bad, will take a long time even if they can defeat the Rakshasa elite, which is enough for the junior disciples to overcome the tribulation.

As a senior brother, I can only help here, not much more.

"This fairy's sword is so powerful."

The young man who followed Mrs. Pilan looked at the two swords in the sky and expressed his feelings.

"It's a powerful magic weapon. It can match the second rank with a fourth rank." Mrs. Pilan exclaimed with a trace of exclamation on her face.

"Mother, shall we help this fairy and make a good relationship?" the young man asked curiously.

"Right and wrong are unknown, and there is no cause and effect." Mrs. Pilan shook her head.

"I think it's the fault of the monks. Even if there was a holiday before, and they took advantage of the danger to strike at the time of the catastrophe, they are not upright people. Especially the king, who speaks like a wicked girl, and forced It's definitely not a good thing to kill him with your own daughter." The young man said indignantly.

"Don't you think she's pretty? She's beautiful, she's just withered bones." Mrs. Pilan patted her son's head angrily, and killing her father can be said to be so high-sounding.

(End of this chapter)