"Great Compassionate Almsgiver, you won't forget this poor monk, right?"
When the Great Compassionate Demon Lord grabbed the fragment of the Soul-Removing Gourd in his hand, the golden Buddha light shone. The young monk clasped his hands together and said with a smile, "This thing is destined for the poor monk. Please give it to the Great Compassionate Donor."
"Huh? You are quite capable as a monk."
The Great Compassion Demon Lord turned back to look at the young monk, with a somewhat surprised expression on his face, "My Great Compassion Mantra can't move your Zen mind? Monk, who are you?"
"Amitabha, poor monk Jin Chanzi!"
The handsome monk with red lips and white teeth saluted the Great Compassionate Demon Lord with a smile on his face, "Demon Lord, this thing is destined for the poor monk, please give it to me!"
"Jin Chanzi?"
Hearing this name, the Great Compassionate Demon Lord's brows jumped, "In the central whirling world, the great disciple of the Tathagata Buddha, Golden Chanzi?"
"A humble name is not worth mentioning. The young monk is none other than Jin Chanzi."
Jin Chanzi is still smiling, unhurried and calm.
"Even if you are a disciple of a saint, it is still a delusion if you want to let me catch you."
The Demon Lord of Great Compassion shouted loudly, and the jade flute in his hand emitted a burst of shrill flute sounds, as if all living beings were wailing, as if the heaven and earth were mourning together.
He tried his best to cast the Great Compassion Curse, but the Great Compassion Demon Lord was not willing to fight, but... turned around and ran away.
No matter how confident the Great Compassionate Demon King is, he has no confidence that he can defeat Tathagata's great disciple Jin Chanzi. This is the direct descendant of a saint, one of the people with the largest backing and the strongest backing in the prehistoric world.
The Great Compassionate Demon Lord is a disciple of the Ancestor Styx. Compared with ordinary monks, he does have a very tough background. But compared to the disciples of the saint, it is nothing.
Don’t run away… Waiting to be arrested and suppressed for thousands of years, eating fast and chanting Buddha’s name every day
"Amitabha, why is the donor so stubborn?"
The Great Compassionate Demon Lord turned around and ran away, only to find... Jin Chanzi suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Enlighten your grandma!"
The Great Compassionate Demon Lord roared furiously and smashed the jade flute in his hand with his hand.
"burst!"
"Self-destruction", this is the direct inheritance of Styx. The Great Compassionate Demon Lord seemed to understand his true meaning. This self-destructing magic weapon, both in terms of timing and decision-making, was very much like the Patriarch of Styx.
"Boom!"
There was a shocking explosion, and the Demon Lord of Great Sorrow blew up his jade flute magic weapon.
Then... without looking back, he turned around and ran away!
"Donor, the sea of suffering is boundless and we can finally get back to the shore!"
Just after running for a while, Jin Chanzi, who was shining with golden light, appeared in front of him again. It seemed that the magic weapon he had just exploded had no effect on Jin Chanzi at all.
"Damn it!"
The direct disciples of Tathagata Buddha are indeed tyrannical.
The Great Compassionate Demon Lord suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, and thought to himself: "I'm afraid I can't take this fragment of the Soul-Removing Gourd back with me!"
Even if I can't get it, I can't make it easy for you!
Thinking of this, the Great Compassionate Demon Lord gritted his teeth, looked up to the sky and shouted: "The treasure of Hongyun, the fragments of the Nine-Nine Soul Gourd are born!"
The mighty sound spread throughout the fields and reached the sky.
"Hongyun's treasure?"
"Fragments of the Soul-Removing Gourd?"
"What a unique opportunity!"
After this roar, everyone near the Two Realms Pass heard the news. Combined with the previous rumors, the birth of the treasure is indeed true!
Rays of escaping light soared into the sky, roaring towards them.
"Amitabha..."
Seeing such a scene, Jin Chanzi looked bitter, chanted the Buddha's name, and let out a long sigh.
"Hehe! Even if I don't get it, you can't even think about it!"
The Great Compassionate Demon Lord had a ferocious smile on his face, grabbed the fragment of the Soul-Removing Gourd, and smashed it at the streaks of escaping light rushing from behind, "The fragments of the Soul-Removing Gourd are here!"
"Huh? Fragments of the soul gourd?"
"Mine! Mine!"
When the Great Compassionate Demon Lord threw the fragments of the Soul-Removing Gourd into the crowd, the crowd suddenly became chaotic.
Fighting, fighting, scrambling, and making a mess.
"Amitabha!"
With a compassionate face, Jin Chanzi stepped out into the place where everyone was fighting, and the mighty Buddha's light rippled out.
Like golden water waves, the mighty Buddha's light rushed out and enveloped all the monks around him. Every monk is covered with a brilliant golden light curtain.
This is the "Vajra Protective Spell". It is not an attack spell, but an excellent blessing spell.
However, after this "Vajra Protective Spell" is blessed, it cannot be moved.
There was a roll of golden light, and the thousands of monks were like statues made of gold, fixed in the air.
"Amitabha, I am a poor monk who is not good at fighting. Please forgive me."
Jin Chanzi smiled with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and grabbed the fragment of the Sanpo gourd in his hand, "This thing is destined to the poor monk, so the poor monk is shameless to receive it!"
"Damn it!"
"Bald thief!"
"Asshole!"
The imprisoned monks were all jumping up and down in anger and yelling curses.
Jin Chanzi smiled and turned a deaf ear.
"Are we destined to be with you? Bald thief, get out of here!"
Suddenly, an earth-shattering roar sounded, and the demonic aura soared into the sky.
A majestic demonic energy, like a pillar of heaven, soars straight into the sky. The vast and boundless aura is overwhelming.
The wind howled, the clouds surged, and there was lightning and thunder.
Between the roar of heaven and earth, a huge figure appeared in mid-air.
It was a huge black bull.
"The Bull Demon King..."
Seeing this figure, there was a burst of horrifying screams all around.
Ji Lei Mountain, the Bull Demon King, has a fierce reputation and is powerful in the world.
This peerless monster appeared in the world and frightened the monks near the Two Realms Gate, turning pale and trembling all over.
"Did that idiot Man Niu die in the hands of this thing? Hongyun's relic? Fragments of the soul gourd? Very good! It's mine!"
The demonic wind roared, and the huge black bull turned into a big black man with two horns. He ducked and appeared in front of Jin Chanzi.
"Jin Chanzi?"
Staring at Jin Chanzi with a pair of red bull eyes and breathing heavily from his nostrils, the Bull Demon King grinned, "I heard that you don't know how to hit people, you only know how to get beaten. You claim you can't be beaten to death? I want to give it a try. Are you really invincible?"
A metal rod like a giant pillar appeared in his hand. He swung it high and hit Jin Chanzi hard.
"Amitabha!"
Jin Chanzi shook his head helplessly, clasped his hands together, and chanted the Buddha's name. The Buddha's light filled the sky and turned into a golden lotus, firmly protecting Jin Chanzi.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the Bull Demon King's iron-mixed rod hit the golden lotus of Buddha's light that Jin Chanzi had manifested, making a loud noise.
With one blow, Jin Chanzi was like a ping pong ball, being knocked away by the Bull Demon King's stick.
However... Jin Chanzi in the golden light was suddenly unscathed.
"You're so patient and can withstand beatings!"
The Bull Demon King grinned, spat into the palm of his hand, grabbed the mixed iron rod, swung it high, and smashed it with another stick.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Like a "whack-a-mole", the Bull Demon King picked up the stick and smashed it hard, shaking the earth and shaking the mountains, causing the golden cicada to collapse everywhere.
Unfortunately... still can't win.
"Yes, the commotion is already very loud. It's time for Pindao to appear!"
In the Pass of Two Realms, a figure wearing a green robe, with green clouds flowing all over his body, stepped out of the pass.