Sweeping Monk, Go Down the Mountain at Full Level

"You reach out."

Xu Changsheng secretly restrained the Buddha's energy in his body, and then stretched out his hand.

The old monk's fingers were thin and slender, and in the palm of Xu Changsheng's palm, he wrote a swastika.

"you……"

The old monk's expression changed, as if he had noticed something.

At this time, the mountain gate shook, the ancient temple shook, and the thick dust on the beam fell rustling.

"Old bald donkey, come out and die!!"

An ear-piercing screaming demonic sound swayed outside the mountain gate.

"Not good, old demon of Montenegro!"

The old monk's face changed drastically, and he rose from the futon. *

Chapter 3 King Kong conquers demons, moves mountains and rivers together! 【For collection】

Montenegro old demon? !

Xu Changsheng was shocked.

He followed the old monk and quickly walked out of the side hall, only to see the sky on the top of the mountain, like a black cloud pressing down on the city, and the sky was about to collapse.

The sky and the earth became dark, and there were more black smoke in the shape of skulls, flying around the mountain, making a screaming sound.

It is late autumn, and there is already a cold winter season.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

From time to time, black smoke from skulls slammed into the ancient temple.

When Xu Changsheng saw that the black smoke from the skull was about to hit him, a transparent light curtain appeared, blocking the black smoke from the skull.

The moment the black smoke of the skull collided, golden Sanskrit characters appeared briefly.

"It turns out that the entire ancient temple has a ban!"

"With the protection of the ban, the evil spirits can't get in at all."

Xu Changsheng secretly said in his heart that he didn't have the slightest bit of fear and fear, instead he was calm.

The old monk stood in the courtyard, looked up at the sky, saw the demons dancing in the air, and the souls were wailing.

"The old demon of Montenegro, you are courting death!"

The old monk looked like a vajra, took off the cassock on his upper body, put his hands together, and said, "Teacher, look at it, this is the [-]-character Buddha Seal!!"

Xu Changsheng fixed his eyes on the old monk.

I saw the emaciated old monk, with pure Buddha power in his body, blessing himself.

The originally scrawny body, the muscles immediately rejuvenated, like an inflated balloon, quickly inflated.

Xu Changsheng watched the old monk with his own eyes, from a thin old bald man to a muscular man.

"The [-]-character Buddha Seal!"

The old monk gave a loud shout, folded his hands together, and patted them towards the sky.

"Buzzing..."

There was a burst of Sanskrit sounds, and the old monk fought with golden light in his palm. Two swastikas came out of his hands, flew into the sky, and kept spinning and growing.

Even Xu Changsheng felt the mighty and profound power of the handprint of the swastika.

"what--"

The black energy of various skeletons flying in the air made a sharp and harsh cry, like Baixue encountering the fierce sun, and quickly dissipated.

The trend of the [-]D Buddha Seal continued unabated, and it slammed into the black cloud covering the top of the mountain.

Outside, there is a vast white sky light, gathered into bundles, through the black cloud hole, sprinkled on the courtyard of the ancient temple on the top of the mountain.

"This is the power of the [-]-character Buddha Seal..."

Xu Changsheng stood on the spot, his heart was surging, and he clenched a faint trace of the word "swastika" in his palm.

I thought it was over, but in the dark clouds, there was a harsh, sharp laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"Old bald donkey, you are indeed injured, and you can't come out from hiding in the lotus golden light array."

"Look at the ghost claw of the ghost, and break your Buddhist ban!"

The thick black cloud that was punched out of the hole actually spun around the hole, ghosts and wolves howled, and the mountain and wild wind howled.

Xu Changsheng saw the ban on the entire mountain gate lit up, and the golden Sanskrit characters flickered, so he knew the benefits.

next moment!

The thick vortex black cloud suddenly sank.

Above the hole, a huge white bone claw suddenly came down, spread out his five fingers, and grabbed the ancient temple on the top of the mountain.

"bang"

A loud bang.

Forbid the Buddha's light, and collide with the ghost claws of the black mountain old demon.

Buddha power and demon power met, water and fire were incompatible, "呲呲" bursts of black smoke.

It stands to reason that Buddhist supernatural powers restrain all demons and ghosts.

But the demon power of the Montenegrin old demon was so powerful that it pressed down on the Buddha Gate's forbidden lotus golden light array, which flickered and dimmed, almost shattering.

"not good!"

The old monk's hands formed Buddha's seals, and his thick arms and sturdy upper body were full of blue veins.

"Purple gold tin stick, come!"

The old monk made a seal and grabbed the palm of his hand.

With a "bang", a dusty, cobwebbed tin stick flew out from the dilapidated side hall.

The tin rod has risen sharply, reappearing the former Buddha's power, and the purple gold light is bright and dazzling.

In the dark cloud, the exclaimed voice of the Montenegrin old demon came out.

"Dead bald donkey, you even have a Buddhist weapon!"

"Leave a Buddhist artifact just to guard against you!"

The old monk grabbed the purple-gold tin stick with one hand, and the copper ring on the top of the stick kept ringing.

The old monk poured all the powerful Buddha power in his body into the purple gold tin stick.Holding the arm of the purple gold tin stick, the muscles "bang bang" bulged, the blue veins jumped violently, and it was almost thick.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the old demon of Montenegro, being cautious by nature, immediately raised the ghost claws and wanted to escape.

"Want to leave now? It's too late!!"

"King Kong subdues demons, moves mountains and rivers in one move! Break it for me!!"

The old monk shouted violently, his imposing manner was magnificent, like the Buddha's angry eyes, Dharma Protector King Kong, his thick arms threw the purple gold tin staff directly.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

The purple-gold tin rod turned into a purple-gold light and rose into the sky, but instead of chasing the retreating ghost claws, it shot towards the other direction of the lofty mountains.

Not long after, the old demon of Montenegro let out a scream, rolled up a thick black cloud, and fled to the horizon.

Between heaven and earth, the bright world finally recovered.

Xu Changsheng saw that the Zijin Tin Staff did not fly back.

In addition, the old monk's strike just now did not focus on the ghost claws, but instead shot in another direction and fell into the deep mountains and forests, which surprised Xu Changsheng.

Xu Changsheng asked, "Master, why didn't the Zijin Tin Staff fly back?"

"And the direction you attacked just now was not the ghost claw that attacked the old monster of Montenegro."

The old monk stood on the spot, motionless, and replied, "The ghost claw of the ghost just now is not the body of the old black mountain demon."

"The body of the old demon of Montenegro is on the mass grave in the deep mountain."

"It was originally a tree, and it became a monster because it grew on a mass grave."

"As for the purple gold tin stick that didn't fly back, it naturally penetrated the body of the old black mountain demon and got stuck in the trunk."

The old monk didn't say anything wrong. The ferocious purple gold tin stick, wrapped in mighty and upright Buddhist power, pierced a terrifying tree in the valley in the distance.

Like an arrow, the tail of the stick pierced deeply into the dark tree trunk.

What's even more bizarre is that crimson blood gurgled out from the cracked bark, flowing along the cracks in the bark.

A distorted old face appeared on the sturdy tree trunk, opened its bloody mouth, and roared angrily: "Stinky bald donkey! You are sure to die!!"

Hundreds and thousands of dead branches swayed violently, and skeletons rushed out with black energy, and the madness danced wildly, representing the anger of the Montenegrin old demon.

Ancient temple ruined.

The old monk held on for a while, and he was relieved when he saw that the old demon of Montenegro had really left.

With a sigh of relief, the old monk used all his strength, and the suppressed injury broke out.

"Teacher, give me a hand!"

Xu Changsheng quickly stepped forward to support the old monk.

The old monk "puchi" spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was free. *

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