Beiyin Great Sage

"Dead people are worthless!"

"You want to kill me?" Zhou Yi narrowed his eyes.

"Of course." Smiling Maitreya nodded:

"Of course, I heard that Master Zhou is not only proficient in formations, but also famous for his prudence, so he brought two helpers."

"You don't mind?"

Said, clapping his hands.

Before the applause fell, the void behind him shook, and two beautiful figures, one red and one green, emerged one after another, forming a triangle with Laughing Maitreya.

And the center of the triangle is Zhou Yi!

"Yun Mimiao, Zhao Ruyan."

Zhou Yi glanced over and nodded slowly:

"One late-stage Daoist and two mid-stage Daoist, you really think highly of Zhou."

"Stop talking nonsense." Yun Piaomiao shouted:

"Kill him, seize the inheritance of the formation and leave. After all, this is the territory of the Situ family. It will be bad if other people are attracted."

"good."

Zhao Ruyan nodded.

She is a guest of the Yun family, and on the surface she has nothing to do with Xiao Maitreya, but in fact, the two have already colluded with each other, but it is not known to the public.

Only Xiao Maitreya rubbed the Buddhist beads with his hands, without saying a word, there seemed to be suspicion in his eyes.

Although he is a fake monk, he has been practicing Buddhist Zen for more than 200 years. He has a keen Zen mind and faintly sensed that something was wrong.

where is wrong?

"Wow!"

Just when he was about to cut off his obsession and strike, a cold wind rose up from the water under his feet, which also made the Zen heart in Xiao Maitreya's heart beat rapidly.

not good!

"boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, four ten-foot-tall terrifying ghosts shot up through the sky, and surrounded Laughing Maitreya with their ghost claws.

Another flag flew out from below.

Ghost banner!

"amnesty!"

Zizhen stood in front of the Yinhun banner, spitting lightly in his mouth, and the long banner trembled.

all of a sudden.

The Yin energy accumulated in the Yinhun Banner for an unknown number of years roared out and poured into the four ghosts, causing even cracks to appear on the banner.

"Peng!"

In just an instant, this rare treasure shattered violently.

And the four-headed ghosts also had a sharp breath, and their whole body was filled with madness, roaring and pounced on the only living creature in front of them.

The strange treasure blew itself up!

Li Gui died!

Zizhen prepared for this move for a long time, and within the time of a stick of incense, all of these four ghosts were comparable to monks at the peak realm of the middle stage of Daoism.

And it will explode crazily until the last trace of Yin Qi in the body is exhausted.

Even in the later stage of Daoji, it may not be able to survive under the siege of the four ghosts.

"Laughing Maitreya."

Zi Zhen's eyes are cold:

"go to hell!"

Chapter 017 Revenge

"Amitabha!"

Facing the attacking four-headed ghosts, Smiling Maitreya withdrew his smile, clasped his hands together, Buddha's light bloomed all over his body, and a lotus platform appeared under his feet.

The lotus platform is holy, which is the complete opposite of ghosts full of ferocity.

next moment.

"boom!"

The sound waves visible to the naked eye first collided with the Buddha's light, and the void seemed to become distorted and chaotic in an instant, and everything in sight was fragmented.

Followed by.

Ghost claws, fangs, black knives, and magic wands penetrated into the Buddha's light and crashed into the lotus platform.

"Crack..."

Cracks appeared on the lotus platform full of sacred aura, and the roaring ghosts passed through the gaps, forcing the smiling Maitreya to face him.

Before Xiao Maitreya could make a move, Zi Zhen had already pinched the Yin Jue.

"burst!"

The mantra was uttered lightly, and the bodies of the four ghosts suddenly froze, and then a terrifying destructive force emerged from their bodies.

not good!

Smiling Maitreya's eyes were wide open, and the Buddha's light was shining under his feet. The whole person disappeared in place like a teleportation, leaving only the lotus platform.

Followed by.

A silent collapse appeared in the field.

The seven-leaf lotus stand, a low-grade magic weapon, just persisted for a moment, and then collapsed, and the land with a radius of hundreds of feet was suddenly dark, without light and moon.

The extreme darkness devours everything inside, including sunlight and aura, forming a desperate situation.

"call……"

Zi Zhen exhaled lightly, her beautiful eyes flickering.

For today, she has been planning for a long time, and the self-detonation of the strange treasure is astonishingly lethal, but it needs more than a year of planning, just for this moment.

And the results don't seem to be bad.

Laughing Maitreya's aura disappeared, and the protective lotus platform collapsed on the spot.

"careful!"

Just when a smile was about to appear on her face, Zhou Yi's spiritual thoughts came in time, and a big hand covered with invisible flames quietly appeared behind her.

The cloak on Zi Zhen's body trembled spontaneously.

"Shh!"

Body like lightning.

Two streamers of light crossed and passed by, and Xu Yaoyao stood still in the distance.

Although Xiao Maitreya escaped unharmed, it is obvious that the situation is not good, the cassock on his body is torn, and even his breath is not stable.

Zi Zhen glanced at the cloak behind her, and her beautiful eyes also shrank.

The cloak on her body is a very high-quality magic weapon, which not only doubles her speed, but also has strong defense.

But just now.

Just being brushed by the opponent's palm, the cloak was scorched and damaged, and the spirituality of the magic weapon was also greatly suppressed.

Even if the cloak has the ability to automatically repair, it will be greatly affected in a short period of time.

"Amitabha!"

Laughing Maitreya recited the Buddha's name, but there was no mercy in his voice, and the expression on his face was even more ferocious, as eerie and terrifying as the ghost that blew himself up just now:

"The donor has committed a serious crime, so let the poor monk send you to Avici Hell!"

"Subduing the devil!"

Holding the Vajra Seal, the eight-faced pestle flew out in a flash, and the eight-faced Buddha statue transformed into an illusory aura, covering Zi Zhen on the opposite side.

"Good come!"

Zi Zhenmei shrank her eyes, clenched her five fingers, took a step forward to face the eight-faced pestle, and said in a leisurely manner:

"If it was so easy to die, it would be hard to get rid of the hatred I have held in my heart for many years."

Dahetian boxing technique!

"Peng!"

The pure white fist collided with the hard eight-faced pestle, and one person and one magic weapon retreated at the same time. It seemed that the fight was evenly matched.

how come?

Smiling Maitreya opened his eyes wide, his face full of surprise and uncertainty.

He knew that the inheritance of the Batu Caves was divided into two parts, one was the master of the secret art of the soul and controlled different types, that is, the previous Heifeng old demon.

This kind of inheritance cannot be practiced by non-talented people.

The method he practiced was similar to that, and that's why he was invited to go to Montenegro to communicate with the black wind old demon for a few days, and gained a lot of money.

Another person who is good at the physical body needs not only talent but also perseverance, otherwise he would not even be able to get started.

Zizhen is obviously practicing the second type.

but,

She was able to use her physical body to forcibly resist the magic weapon that she had cultivated for 200 years. The strength of this woman's physical body was simply unimaginable.

but……

so what!

Seeing Zizhen's body turned into a black light approaching, Xiao Maitreya's face froze, his hands clasped together, and invisible flames surged all over his body.

King Ming Lie Yan!

The invisible flame has the power to incinerate all things, even those with perfect Dao foundation dare not touch it easily, especially Zi Zhen.

"Bah..."

A series of silk threads that are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye have spread all over the void at some point, and they will not be revealed until the flames burn.

The power of the thread to cut all things comes into contact with the flames.

all of a sudden.

The flames were cut into pieces like a solid body, and the silk thread was also completely burned, turning into black ash and being blown away quietly by the wind.

at the same time.

Laughing Maitreya, who is holding a eight-phase pestle, also collides with Zi Zhenmian, who is unarmed.

……

……

……

"whee……"

A delicate laugh sounded.

Yun Miu twisted her body and approached Zhou Yi, her beautiful eyes were full of provocation:

"Master Zhou, my Yun family has always respected you very much, and I have invited you to be our guest over and over again. How about today?"

"The Yun family's kindness, Zhou appreciates it." Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said politely:

"However, the laughing Maitreya is my wife's great enemy. If he doesn't die, our husband and wife will never join the Yun family. Fairies should know about this."