Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 68 I'm really just passing by!
"Come out, Master Montenegro!"

The roar of the ancient vine tree demon, like thunder, suddenly resounded over the entire ancient vine forest.

The voice echoed.

But in the psychic circle, the demonic power was circulating.

Followed by.

A huge black beam of light rose into the sky.

The horrible breath of hell, like a tornado, raged across the sky, violently impacting the void space.

In an instant, the wind was blowing wildly.

Large swaths of dark clouds quickly gathered, piled up like a mountain, and covered the scorching sun in an instant.

The world was suddenly plunged into darkness.

It seems like the end is coming.

Witnessing such visions of heaven and earth, Monk Baiyun's state of mind has long been as calm as an ancient well.

But at this time, there were waves.

His face changed slightly, his expression solemn.

"Which evil spirit is this?"

Thoughts have not changed.

Suddenly, the earth shook and the mountains shook.

Rich black air erupted from the ground.

Amidst the black air, a giant shadow of a hundred feet suddenly appeared.

Standing tall, like a mountain.

On that square head were engraved hideous and terrifying faces of sentient beings.

The fangs turned outward like blades.

A pair of eyes were like lanterns, emitting a strange red light.

The mouth is wide open, and the arms are strangely long.

The whole body is a gigantic stone statue of hell, the whole body is pitch black, the ghost power is surging, and the death energy is lingering.

"This is……"

Monk Baiyun suddenly turned pale in shock, "Old Black Mountain Demon?!"

It is said that the Black Mountain old demon was originally a black stone on the west bank of the Nether Blood Pool.

After continuously scoured by the blood pool day and night, he absorbed a lot of Nether Qi before he cultivated into a demon.

It once disturbed the order of the nether world, but was finally subdued by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva with boundless Dharma.

Afterwards, he became the confidant ghost general of King Biancheng.

The supernatural power is vast and the mana is boundless.

Commanding millions of Yin soldiers, he is the overlord of the dead city!
Unexpectedly, the Guteng tree demon actually had friendship with such hell gods.

"If this old man meets this evil god of hell alone, I'm afraid he won't be his opponent even with the true blood of Arhat!"

Monk Baiyun was secretly grateful.

Fortunately, I met Bodhidharma Arhat!
Otherwise, I am afraid that I will die here today.

An Arhat, a Venerable.

Together, the two may not be able to send the Black Mountain old demon and the Guteng tree demon back to hell!

At this time, the Black Mountain old demon suddenly said, "Guteng old demon, why did you call me up?"

Sound like thunder.

Breathing, swallowing wind and clouds.

As soon as he saw the old black mountain demon appear, Guteng tree demon was overjoyed.

Just now Master Zhuanfeng released the pigeons once, which already caused a shadow in his heart.

I'm afraid that the backer of the old demon of Montenegro will ignore him.

"Master Heishan, help me kill these two monks!"

With venomous hatred in his eyes, the Dryad pointed at Bodhidharma and Monk Baiyun and shouted loudly.

He is confident that with the help of this god of death in hell, he will be able to send Bodhidharma and Dharma to the eighteenth level of hell, and they will never be able to recover.

"Monk?"

The Montenegrin old demon frowned.

Judging from his tone, he seemed a little hesitant.

Not long ago, there was also a monk who broke into the underworld, making the underworld unsettled for a few days.

Therefore, when he hears the word "monk" now, he has a shadow in his heart.

Following the tree demon's gesture, he lowered his head and glanced over.

His gaze swept over Dharma's face.

His body shook suddenly.

The whole person froze.

The expression on his face is unpredictable and wonderful.

But more of a panic.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Baizhang's body instantly shrank to the height of an ordinary person.

Gollum!

The Black Mountain old demon swallowed hard, "Dharma... Holy Monk?!"

His face was frightened and his voice trembled.

This scene directly made Guteng Dryad completely confused.

"Master Black Mountain?"

He really couldn't understand why the old Black Mountain demon, who was still arrogant just now, suddenly withered down.

Moreover, looking at the appearance of the Black Mountain old demon, it seems that it is because of the young monk in front of him!
"What the hell is this?!"

Guteng Dryad was stunned.

Totally overwhelmed.

Not just him.

Even Monk Baiyun was a little confused.

Logically speaking, a vicious spirit like the Montenegro old demon would not be afraid of an arhat in the world at all.

Unexpectedly, when the Montenegro old demon saw Da Mo, it was like a mouse seeing a cat.

Where do they know.

Bodhidharma broke into the Netherworld earlier and suppressed and killed the evil god Hei Luocha.

At this time, it has already spread throughout the Netherworld.

In addition, Emperor Fengdu actually gave Bodhidharma his own seal.

Although this move has caused a lot of speculation and doubts.

However, holding the seal of Emperor Fengdu, he can summon the ghost emperors of the five directions and Yama of the ten halls at will.

Not to mention his little ghost general!
To know.

The Black Mountain old demon had seen Bodhidharma's sky-reaching methods up close.

I can see it vividly, but I still have lingering fears.

I thought that from now on, I would never meet this god of death again.

But I never expected to see you again so soon.

"Oh it's you!"

Dharma glanced lightly at the old black mountain demon, and Damo smiled slightly.

The eyes glanced over.

If he was shocked by the electric shock, the old demon in Montenegro would feel his scalp go numb, and his back would break out in cold sweat.

"Yes, it's me!"

The Montenegrin old demon hurriedly nodded.

The arrogance he had just now had long since disappeared.

Instead flattery and fawning.

Guteng Dryad and Monk Baiyun were all dumbfounded, completely unaware of what happened.

What about the god of hell?

This style of painting has changed too fast!
"Master Black Mountain..."

The tall image in the tree demon's heart suddenly collapsed.

"Are you the rescuer invited by the tree demon?"

Dharma said again.

"Misunderstanding! Definitely a misunderstanding!"

The Black Mountain old demon was almost scared to pee, and hurriedly separated the relationship, "I just happened to pass by!"

"Oh?"

Dharma sneered.

Seeing Dharma seemed a little disbelieving.

The fear in his eyes grew stronger.

The Montenegro old demon couldn't help gasping, his mind spinning quickly.

Sudden.

Backhand slap.

"boom!"

He directly shot the Dryad behind him away.

Before the Guteng tree demon could react, his body was already flying in the air and slammed into the huge locust tree.

The locust tree trembled violently.

The leaves fell like rain.

The black mountain old demon stared at him, and shouted angrily: "Bold monster, with eyes but no eyes, how dare you offend the holy monk Bodhidharma!"

"Cough cough!"

The Dryad lay on the ground, dying.

Based on his friendship with the old Black Mountain demon, he never expected that the old Black Mountain demon would change his face so quickly.

"Master Black Mountain..."

At this moment, Guteng Dryad just fully understood.

This time, he provoked an existence he couldn't afford!

"Holy Monk Bodhidharma, are you descending a demon?"

The Montenegrin old demon asked knowingly.

Without waiting for Bodhidharma to reply, he immediately said, "This monstrous evildoer hurts the heavens and justice, and the heavens are angry with the gods. He deserves to be hacked into pieces! The holy monk kills demons and demons, and eliminates harm for the people. It is really admirable!"

"Well, I was ordered by King Biancheng to capture Fusang Ghost King, and I was really just passing by..."

"On official business, don't bother the holy monk to subdue demons!"

The Montenegrin old demon clasped his hands together.

"Farewell, stay, don't send it off!"

It's over.

Turning around, it turned into a puff of black smoke.

Drilled straight back into the ground.

(End of this chapter)