Inside the Demon Town Tower.
Ling Xiao's face was dull, and his breathing was a little rough between his mouth and nose.
"Why... aren't you happy to see me?"
The figure said gracefully, she was only covered with a layer of tulle, and she was faintly visible in the flickering candlelight, which aroused infinite reverie.
"No!"
Ling Xiao lowered his head, not daring to look any further. The three steel-like long tails filled with file and bone blades flicked back and forth uneasily on his back. With a light touch, they left deep scratches on the floor made of huanghuali wood. mark.
"You're not her! She can't be here..."
Ling Xiao said a little uneasy.
A strange fragrance wafted in the air, making people feel dry and hot, and the huge demonic energy in his body was a little unbearable, rushing through his blood vessels like a river.
"It doesn't matter if I am her..."
Light footsteps came.
In front of him, Ling Xiao saw two white and tender jade feet like cardamom, the protruding ankles were round and smooth, and the delicate soles seemed to be weak and boneless, just the size of an ordinary person's grasp.
A faint fragrance came, refreshing.
She came to Ling Xiao, leaning against her broad chest, her slender snow-white fingers like water onions gently slid across.
"hehe… "
The figure that looked like Jiang Zirou lowered his head, just rightly shy, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.
"Heh~ man!"
I thought disdainfully in my heart.
She could already hear the sound of her heart beating as fast as a war drum, and the devilish energy rushing through the blood vessels and meridians swelled, like little mice scurrying under the skin. This was a sign that the devilish energy was on the verge of getting out of control.
As long as I can give him some more stimulation...
Licking her tongue, her ruddy lips became more and more beautiful, her eyes were full of affection, with a charming attitude, like spring water shimmering.
Put your left hand on Ling Xiao's neck, and put the other hand on Ling Xiao's face.
He reached out to take off the weird mask on his face.
A smile appeared on her lips, she thought that she had already won the victory, and she could completely conquer this strong monster immediately.
but!
Unfortunately.
Ling Xiao grabbed the palm that was stretching towards the mask, and squeezed it hard, and the clear sound of bone cracking came from the woman's palm.
Ling Xiao sneered.
The three eyes opened at the same time, and the blood radiated suddenly, tearing the room exuding the fragrant fragrance to pieces, raising his hand and knocking it to the ground.
"ah!!!!"
The woman screamed, her expression was stern, billowing devilish energy rose from her body, and it was almost difficult to maintain her original form.
"Evil animal! How dare you blaspheme Master!"
Ling Xiao moved forward step by step, the devilish energy in his body became more and more violent, but there was no tendency to lose control.
He grinned, revealing a row of snow-white teeth, a hoarse voice came from the depths of his throat, the blood vessels on his forehead protruded high, and his expression was quite ferocious!
"You're going to die badly! I promise..."
…
Outside the Demon Town Tower.
Jiang Zirou slapped the giant Buddha statue on his back, and with just one palm, the entire Xuankong Temple was enveloped in it. Before the palm reached, the strong wind howled, and the vegetation on the mountain was blown off.
The old man's face was full of unbelievable shock.
But after all, he is a fierce man who fought against Jiang Taizu more than a thousand years ago. With more than a thousand years of practice and countless experience accumulation, he will naturally not be willing to sit and wait for death.
The palm that was originally pushing towards Jiang Zirou turned lightly in the air.
With a bang, the golden Buddha's palm and the mountain-like huge devil's palm clashed together.
before this.
That Buddhist disciple originally thought that with his cultivation base accumulated over thousands of years, no matter how bad it was, he would be able to resist one or two more or less. At the very least, he would not suffer a particularly miserable defeat.
However.
When two completely different Buddhas collide together.
Only then did the Buddha realize how outrageous his original imagination was.
"boom!"
The air swelled, twisted, and shattered, and there was a loud noise, and then the golden Buddha statue flew out across the sky, smashed through several mountains in the distance, and fell into the air. The golden rain of light sprinkled in the air.
And that huge demon palm only stayed in the air for a moment.
Then it continued to fall at a constant speed.
Its light and light appearance is like knocking away mosquitoes buzzing in the air.
Powerful enough to make people despair.
The golden body was shattered, and the violent backlash hit the old man.
His complexion turned pale.
"Pfft!"
A large amount of blood spewed out from his mouth and landed on the skirt in front of him. What was a little surprising was that the old man's blood was stained with a little golden light, carrying a sense of divinity.
The magic palm tore through the void and landed on the old man's head.
When there was only an inch of distance left, it slowly stopped.
The torrential wind roared in, and the old man's long eyebrows, which were as thin as bamboo chopsticks, fluttered with the wind, and his gray plain cassock bulged.
"Amitabha!"
This thousand-year-old Buddha let out a mouthful of turbid air, with a look of rejoicing and fear on his face, clasped his hands together and said:
"Thank you, benefactor, for your mercy!"
"We are not enemies. I also respect the eminent monks of the Hanging Temple..."
Looking far away, Jiang Zirou saw that at the foot of the mountain, the disaster victims were in a mess, looking at the huge Buddha statue in the sky, kneeling on the ground in groups, begging unceasingly.
"So, if it's not a last resort, I don't want to hurt people!"
She waved lightly.
The huge demon statue also dissipated, and the sky returned to clear, as if the battle that happened just now had never happened.
The soft hair fell down, and Jiang Zirou had a faint smile on his face, peerless, as if he had stepped out of a painting, with a gentle and peaceful temperament, and he could not see the violence that suppressed the Buddha just now with one hand.
"There are talents from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years!"
The Buddha lamented:
"I just want to be a benefactor, you are such an amazing, talented and beautiful person, but you have never heard of it for more than a thousand years. Even the Taizu who was sanctified a thousand years ago, I am afraid that he is not as good as you. The luck is still in your Jiang family. body!"
"Senior is overrated."
After all, the old man in front of him was from the same period as the Taizu. Jiang Zirou still enjoyed his appreciation, but Jiang Zirou never showed it on his face.
"Since my strength has been affirmed by the seniors, can the Demon Suppressing Tower be opened now?"
"nature… "
The Buddha was silent, shook his head again and said:
"For thousands of years, countless monsters have been suppressed here. Today, its mission should indeed end."
"It's just... some monsters in this Demon Suppressing Tower are particularly dangerous. If they escape, the world will inevitably be in chaos. Although the benefactor is strong, he still needs to be prepared..."
"Naturally!" Jiang Zirou said sincerely, "Senior, please tell me!"
"It's hard for monsters below the level of the great master to become a monster, so I won't say more. There are two real demons of the semi-holy level in the real demon tower. The benefactor must pay more attention."
Jiang Zirou nodded seriously, indicating that he was listening.
At the same time, she was somewhat worried about Ling Xiao.
"These two are true demons in the semi-holy realm, one is a monk who has fallen into the devil's way, and the external performance is a three-headed and nine-tailed fox demon, extremely fierce!"
"The other one is even more difficult to deal with, even in the devil world, it is extremely rare."
The Buddha's expression became serious.
Jiang Zirou said sternly, "I don't know what kind of monster it is?"
"It's called... the demon!"