Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

Chapter 90 The demon clan attacks
"Boom!"

With a roar, the crumbling ruined temple collapsed. Several figures emerged from the ruins, followed closely by several behemoths emerging from the ruins.

Looking at the monster showing its true form, Ruan Yushu flicked his jade fingers, and the sound of the piano sounded. Everyone felt as if their bodies had inexhaustible power. They looked at each other and charged forward again.

Facing the people who were armed with treasures, several monsters looked solemn and cursed in their hearts. How could these human beings be so wealthy and possess treasures?

You must know that they have been here for nearly a hundred years, but they have never seen any human sects around them.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't imagine that everyone was not from this world. They could only secretly sigh at their bad luck when they met the disciples of the sect who were traveling.

As time passed, within a few moments, several of the demon kings who were half a step outside were already dead on the spot, and the only remaining bull demon was in danger.

Seeing that everyone was about to swarm forward, the remaining bull demon hurriedly said: "Wait a minute! We are the subordinates of the Bibo Demon King. Are you the disciples of He Zongmen?"

"Demon King?"

Everyone's expressions changed. You must know that the demon king corresponds to a strong person at the Dharmakaya level. They did not expect that the group of monsters in front of them would have such a backer.

Meng Qi seemed to have thought of something, and muttered: "Bibo Demon King? Why does it sound familiar?"

As if hearing Meng Qi's muttering, the bull demon looked at Meng Qi proudly and said proudly: "You also know the reputation of my king? My king fought with Grand Sage Qitian eight hundred years ago and fought for eight hundred rounds before losing. The defeated demon!"

"Battle with the Monkey King for eight hundred rounds!"

Meng Qi swallowed, suddenly feeling that he and the others were going to have to confess here. After all, they couldn't provoke someone who could fight against the Monkey King.

However, Jiang Zhiwei and others had never heard of the name of the Monkey King. Seeing Meng Qi being so surprised, they couldn't help but look at Meng Qi curiously.

"Who is this Monkey King? Is he also a demon king?"

Jiang Zhiwei frowned, searching for legends in ancient books in her mind, but there was still no record of the Monkey King.

"Have you ever heard of the legend of the Golden-winged Dapeng King? The Monkey King should be at that level."

Meng Qi said in a daze, and everyone seemed to hear the melancholy in his words. The bull demon couldn't help but straighten his chest when he saw this, thinking that everyone was frightened by his own king.

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but look down. There is a legend about the Golden-winged Dapeng King in the main world. If the description in the legend is true, it has surpassed the demon god in the general sense, and at worst it has to be equal to an ordinary Bodhisattva.

Compared to the pessimistic people, Zhou Xian narrowed his eyes, looked at the bull demon with interest, and asked, "What is the name of your king?"

As if he was unhappy with Zhou Xian's gaze, the bull demon blew out a stream of air from his nostrils, then glanced sideways at Zhou Xian, and said proudly: "Listen up, my king is the King of Bibo, who was called Benbo'er in the past. Ba."

"........."

A picture suddenly appeared in Zhou Xian's mind.

Nine-Headed Insect: "Benbo Erba, go and get rid of Tang Monk and his disciples."

Benbo Erba: "I'm going to care about you*@%*. I have the ability. Are you the one sleeping on Princess Halloween's bed?"

"........."

The corners of Meng Qi's mouth twitched. He originally thought it was the nine-headed worm in Bibo Pond, but he didn't expect it to be this catfish spirit.

Compared with the two people who knew the plot of Journey to the West, Jiang Zhiwei and others did not know the reason and were still in shock. Zhou Xian then asked the bull demon some questions, finally dispelling everyone's uneasiness and learning a lot of information about this world, including why the demons came to this ruined temple.

After asking, Jiang Zhiwei killed the bull demon with one sword, and then said, "Now that we know the reason, do we still stay here?"

Suddenly everyone looked at Zhou Xian, obviously asking him to make a decision. After all, he was the most powerful here, and none of them together might be a match for Benbo Erba.

Zhou Xian also fell into thinking, constantly analyzing the key points in his mind.

In the past, when the Demon Saint led the demons into Lingshan, even the demons with half-step Dharmakaya also followed them into Lingshan.

This world has just passed five or six hundred years since the Battle of Lingshan. With the slow cultivation speed of the demon clan, it is unlikely that it will be a success, but it is not a worry.

But when he thought about the mission of Six Paths, he always felt that it was not that simple. After thinking for a long time, he said: "Let's rest here for one night and then go find a human country tomorrow to wait for the time to pass."

He didn't plan to go to Lingshan Mountain according to the original plot. The Buddhas and Demons were still suppressed there. He wasn't so hard-headed yet, so he had better just find a place to stay in peace. He had to be more cowardly when he needed to be cowardly.

Everyone nodded upon seeing this, and then began to clean up the battlefield. The weapons and inner elixirs of several half-step monsters on the outside were collected into the mustard ring, waiting to be distributed after returning.

Then everyone set up a bonfire and waited for the next day.

At night, some more monsters came one after another, but Zhou Xian casually killed them all. The most powerful among them was undoubtedly the famous catfish spirit, Ben Bo'er Ba.

This catfish spirit, who was lucky enough to receive the magical elixir that fell from the world when heaven collapsed in the past, has now become a fat-headed fish with a lifespan of 1,500 years.

However, facing Zhou Xian, who was half-way through Dharmakaya, this fat-headed fish that had lived for more than 800 years quickly became a pot of fish soup.

"Not to mention, this fish that has lived for hundreds of years is delicious when cooked in soup."

Zhou Xian took a sip of the fish soup, and then sighed. Several people on the side nodded in agreement, and Ruan Yushu immersed himself in drinking several large bowls.

One night passes

As the sun rose in the east, the strong demonic aura immediately dissipated a lot. A few people packed up their things and started on the road. Meng Qi rolled his eyes and directly carried the plaque of "Da Leiyin Temple".

"After all, it's also a plaque of "Da Leiyin Temple". I think it might be worth some money. Let's go back and let Liu Dao appraise it."

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but shook their heads and ignored his money-obsessed behavior. They had also investigated just now and concluded that it was just an ordinary plaque.

Zhou Xian's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. It would be nice to have an extra layer of insurance.

Xiniu Hezhou
As the base camp of Buddhism, it should be a pure land. However, as everyone walked along, they discovered that there were only monsters here.

After walking for almost a day, I didn't even see a human being. Some dilapidated villages and temples were already covered with dust.

"There are many demons at the foot of Lingshan Mountain."

Zhou Xian couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't know whether the Buddhas were powerless or were afraid that people would live too comfortably and their incense would be reduced, but they allowed so many demons to cause trouble in their own territory.

Whether it was during the Journey to the West or now, the demons at the foot of Lingshan Mountain seem to have not disappeared, but are increasing in number.

(End of this chapter)