Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 577
White Elephant King, no, it should be called Golem Elephant King now.

Its origin is too extraordinary. It is a fetish bestowed by the Buddha. It has the power of the Bodhisattva and learned the magic of Vajra. It is a pity that the apologetics of Buddhism cannot escape the word cause and effect.
Bodhisattvas of the Sect, how powerful the Vajra teaching is, how terrifying it is now that it has fallen into a demon.

If you want to subdue such a golem, I don't know if you can do it with the power of all the immortals.

There are dark golden Buddha seals on Golem King's thin and huge body, which seems to witness its specialness in the past. In addition, there are countless scars cut by knives and axes on the dry body, which seems to be imaginable. Know how many demons and ghosts this giant elephant has fought and killed.

It's just that at this moment, there is no compassion and peace in its eyes, and there is violence and madness in its red eyes.

Like a mad elephant, but more like a demon.

It’s not just a monster that came here. Behind the Golem King, there was a gust of dark wind, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves could be heard endlessly. In the wind, there were vicious ghosts emerging, and a ghost king with high mana floating. Ordinary demons and goblins looked at the fairies with unkind faces.

people.

It can be seen from this that the demons and ghosts brought by the Golem King are not simple, they all have thousands of years of Taoism, and they are absolutely comparable to those little demons and ghosts in the world.

Suddenly, the Golem King let out a roar, raised his trunk high, and then his thin body charged straight towards the immortals.

"Does this goblin want to rely on one person's strength to deal with us so many immortals? But this monster is extraordinary. Can you fellow immortals work together to destroy it first? If it doesn't die, no one can survive today's catastrophe." Don't go." The immortal in Hanfu immediately shouted.

No immortal is more terrifying than this White Elephant King.

"Today, no matter what, the killing will be committed. There is no need to worry about it anymore. Immortals have been hiding from the world for so long, and it is true that there will be a catastrophe." A Taoist holding a whisk said nothing, and shook the whisk in his hand.

Thousands of silver threads flew out and instantly turned into a white cloth, tightly entangled the running golem.

"Move the mountain~!"

"Move the mountain~!"

Immediately at least hundreds of immortals shouted together, and they cast a mountain-moving spell and threw a stone.

A small stone is the weight of a big mountain. At this moment, hundreds of big mountains are flying and falling, trying to suppress this golem king and prevent it from acting recklessly.

"Crack the ground." Several immortals stomped on the ground.

The ground split instantly, and a huge crack extended to the feet of the Golem King.

"Sword come."

Li Taibai couldn't sit still at this moment, he waved his hand casually, immediately there were tens of thousands of sword lights condensed, and then fell towards the Golem King overwhelmingly.

Many immortals shot, just to clean up this monster.

If rumors of this spread, it might cause countless ghosts and gods to be surprised.

"Is it the magic method of the immortal?" Li Xiuyuan held the Tai'a sword firmly, and he had no intention of making a move.

Let's see if these immortals can clean up these demons and goblins. If they can clean them up, everyone will be happy. If they can't, it's not too late to wait for an opportunity to help them. Moreover, they don't want to be helped by outsiders in this fairy's catastrophe, because outsiders can help them through The catastrophe, after all, owes a cause
fruit.

The karma of mortals can be cut off, how can the karma of other saints be easily cut off.

Immediately the earth sank, the golem fell into the abyss, and hundreds of mountains fell down, forcing the golem down.

Afterwards, the earth closed, the ground returned to calm, and the Golem King had disappeared.

"Have you subdued it?" Seeing this, many immortals had such doubts in their hearts.

They are not quite sure that they have subdued the White Elephant King. Based on their previous understanding, this guardian god in Buddhism must not be so simple.

If it is so easy to be subdued, it is not worth the fear of immortals.

"Boom~!"

The next moment, the earth trembled violently, the ground shook, huge cracks spread in all directions like spider webs, and huge rocks bulged, as if something was about to escape from the ground.

"Bang~!"

The face of the fairy holding the whisk suddenly changed, he fell back a few steps, and when the whisk turned back, it was all broken and disfigured.

"No, this white elephant king can't be suppressed, it's about to come out."

A loud roar sounded, and the Demon Elephant King's anger seemed to be vented, but he saw an elephant trunk flying to the ground, countless boulders flew horizontally, and exploded in all directions, and the elephant trunk suddenly stretched in the direction of the immortals, like Xing Tian Like Wu Qianqian, he swung wantonly.

Some immortals couldn't dodge in time, but were mercilessly sent flying.

That feeling was like being hit by a falling Tianzhu, which made the immortal almost burst into shape, and the primordial spirit fled away.

For a moment, the scene was chaotic, and all the immortals were busy dodging the elephant trunk.

"White Elephant King, don't hurt people again, let's see if the poor monk won't subdue you."

An eminent monk stared angrily, and instantly turned into a three-foot-tall angry-eyed Vajra, with muscles all over his body puffed up, exuding a golden and copper luster, like a golden body in a temple, or like an Arhat immortal.

No, this eminent monk is himself an Arhat. He has already obtained the fruit status and cultivated into the golden body of an Arhat. He is no longer a monk, but to be more precise, he is an Arhat.

The golden-bodied Arhat showed a miracle. He stretched out his palm and grabbed the elephant trunk, then wrapped it around his waist, and stepped on the end of the elephant trunk under his bare feet, trying to hold it down so that it could not move.

But the horror of this golem king seems to exceed the monk's expectation.

In an instant, a monstrous devilish energy shot up from the earth, condensed in mid-air, and turned into a jet-black Vajra God.

This Vajra God has three heads and six arms, holding a magic pestle, a sword, a steel fork, and other magic weapons. He has a black face and a wicked face, like Yama in the underworld, and he is better than the evil spirits in hell.

Moreover, this black vajra is as tall as nine feet, and the arhat's real body of the eminent monk manifests in front of him like a baby.

"The body of a nine-zhang vajra? My God, the magic power of this White Elephant King is more than just that of the Arhat King. I'm afraid he already has the Taoism of a Bodhisattva." Some immortals trembled in fear.

Bodhisattva-level mana, if replaced by an immortal, is at the level of Tianzun. If you want to subdue it, you have to get the help of Tianzun from the Thunder Department of Tiangong, or the real Bodhisattva comes to the world. Of course, if Dongyue Shenjun is still there, he can also surrender .

But for the immortal, it is by no means an opponent.

"Amitabha, it is a monster. It may have the power of a Bodhisattva, but it does not have the wisdom of a Bodhisattva. It cannot be compared with a real Bodhisattva." The arhat transformed by the eminent monk said.

But just after he finished speaking, he saw that the condensed black vajra stretched out his hand and grabbed the three-foot-long golden body of Arhat transformed by the eminent monk. Even if this Arhat resisted, he could not resist such a grab.

As soon as the arhat was captured, the black vajra then brutally beat it with the demon-subduing pestle in the other hand, and slashed with the sword.

The golden body of Arhat was cracked by the demon pestle, the sword cut the wound, and the golden blood splashed everywhere. If it splashed on the evil spirit, it would feel like being scorched by flames.

"It's a terrible fight. If this goes on, this eminent monk will die." Li Xiuyuan looked at and touched his cheek.

Looking at the streak of golden blood on the finger, it was as thick as gold paint.

This is the practice of Arhat. Now that he is beaten like this, this golden body may no longer exist.

(End of this chapter)