True Immortal of the Netherworld

The three-headed and six-armed Yuan Mo Vajra is tall, with a naked upper body and rock-like muscles. The surface of his oily skin is engraved with strange purple magic lines, like a magic mountain lying across from Xu Yang and others.

The Yuan Mo Vajra's body surface exudes powerful coercion, which is rising steadily.

Under his feet, the churning demon blood, the swirling demon whirlpool, the manic storm, the three different manifestations of the soul power of the Yuan Demon perfectly blended together, evolving into a more powerful soul realm - the Yuan Demon Realm.

In just a few breaths, the energy aura emitted by the Yuan Demon King Kong broke through the limit of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. It can be said that it has reached a higher level of cultivation realm - the Void Immortal Realm.

Although the Void Immortal Realm is only one higher level of cultivation than the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, it is a world of difference. The Heavenly Tribulation Realm monks have to go through two major and minor tribulations before they can break through to the Virtual Immortal Realm, and at least half of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm monks who fall under the Heavenly Tribulation are at least half. The monks who can successfully break through to the Virtual Immortal Realm are those who have great opportunities and good fortune.

Only those who have cultivated to the Virtual Immortal Realm can be said to have a first glimpse of the Immortal Family from a distance. In Zhongyuan Continent, the monks who have reached the Virtual Immortal Realm are old monsters who have been in seclusion for a long time.

The closer a person is to immortality, the more he cherishes his life.

Xu Yang and the others looked at the three-headed and six-armed Yuan Mo Vajra opposite, and couldn't help but gather together.

The four of them stood side by side.

The black boy Zhang Li widened his eyes and said in surprise: "My big bear. This guy's ferocious appearance after transformation is no worse than the Ba Xiong Ancestor from Ba Xiong Mountain."

Black boy Zhang Li's mind quickly flashed back to the memory of Ba Xiong Ancestor from Ba Xiong Mountain.

It was a three-eyed bear that had lived for ten thousand years. It was the patron saint of Bear Mountain, and it was an existence that the black boy Zhang Li did not dare to challenge.

Murong Yu held his stone Buddha beads in both hands and twirled them quickly. The beads shook a little in his hands. His eyes flickered and he said: "This guy with three heads and six arms is not something we can contend with. In other words, we should think about how to deal with it." Only then can we escape wholeheartedly.”

Gongsun Zhi held the dragon-tiger flame gun in front of him, and said solemnly in his eyes: "Is this the true face of the Three Demon Lords? With such a powerful soul realm, let alone killing him, even getting close to him is almost impossible. It can’t be done.”

Xu Yang thought for a while and said: "The current situation is very difficult. Even if we want to escape unscathed, it may be difficult to do so."

At this moment, the three heads of the Yuan Demon King were facing in three directions, and the head of the Purple Blood Demon Lord was at the front.

The Purple Blood Demon Lord looked down at the seven Xu Yang people opposite him, and said with contempt: "Not many people can see the three of us Demon Lords fused together. You seven are lucky enough to have your eyes opened today."

The head of the Purple Shadow Demon Lord said: "I clearly remember that the opponents who saw our combined appearance are already dead. This must be clearly told to them."

The head of Zifeng Demon Lord said angrily: "If you hurt my arm, the seven of you will pay with your lives."

Monk Liujin frowned when he saw this. Although he was calm on the surface, he was beating a drum in his heart, "I didn't expect these three guys to hide such a skill. There are no detailed records in the relevant classics of the Golden Buddha Temple. These three heads and six arms. King Kong Demon Lord is probably in the virtual fairyland, and there is no way to stop him. At the moment, if the seven people here, including me, can escape intact, it will be the best outcome. "

Monk Liujin glanced at Ji Fang and the others.

After making a judgment, Monk Liujin immediately sent a message: "The reinforcements from the Golden Buddha Temple have not arrived for a long time, and the plan has changed. This guy with three heads and six arms is no longer something we can defeat. I will stop it, and the six of you are ready to retreat."

The golden bald Tutu and the silver bald Tutu looked at each other with perseverance in their eyes.

"Lord Hall Master, there is a powerful enemy ahead, how can we be deserters." Silver Guang Tutuo said firmly.

"We should advance and retreat together with the hall master, no matter life or death." Jin Guangtuo said sincerely.

The golden bald Tutuo and the silver bald Tutuo stood side by side beside the six-gold monk, showing no intention of backing down.

Monk Liujin looked solemn and said loudly: "This is an order I give to you as the master of the Golden Clothes Hall. If you disobey the order, you will be punished according to the rules of the Golden Buddha Temple."

The tone changed and he continued: "You can rest assured. Although this guy with three heads and six arms looks very strong, he has been imprisoned for thousands of years. I am confident that I can save my life with all my strength. You two are short No more forced activation within the time limit

Combination skills can't help much if you stay here. The performance of the four Xu Yangs just now has been very amazing, which makes this hall master very satisfied, but it has reached its limit. "

Upon hearing this, the Golden Bald Tutuo and the Silver Bald Tutuo sighed. They knew that if Monk Liujin was left here alone, it would be very bad. But he didn't dare to disobey Monk Liujin's order. According to the rules of the Golden Buddha Temple, disobeying orders on the battlefield is an unpardonable crime.

When Xu Yang and the others heard Monk Liujin asking them to retreat first, they couldn't help but respect Monk Liujin in their hearts. In the face of powerful enemies of life and death, there are not many strong cultivators who can take the responsibility, and Monk Liujin is one of them.

When Xu Yang looked at Monk Liujin, he seemed to find the same shadow as himself - responsibility.

Monk Liujin sent a message: "After I start fighting with this guy, the seven of you will evacuate quickly."

Monk Liujin took two big steps forward and stood, clasping his hands together, and said seriously: "Three Demon Lords, our Golden Buddha Temple had the ability to imprison you here thousands of years ago. Naturally, I can imprison you again today." I can tell you clearly that reinforcements from the Golden Buddha Temple are on the way. Now you can choose to turn around and leave, or you can choose to continue fighting with the seven of us, but it is too small to underestimate me if you want to kill us all at once. A monk."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Six-Gold Monk activated his mana, and a band of purple-gold light began to spin and spread out around his feet, accompanied by countless golden Sanskrit characters.

The golden belt spins, the golden talisman flies down, and the golden Buddha shines in the world.

The soul power has become substantial and transformed. The six-gold monk's physical attainments are indeed powerful. The golden monk's robes outside him flew like waves, and the powerful soul domain that a monk in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm should have spread out instantly.

As the Six-Gold Monk gathered the power of his soul, purple-gold runes appeared on the surface of his arms and fists, which were the "Vajra Demon-Conquering Magical Powers" that he was good at.

This time, the Six-Gold Monk had no reservations and raised his magical power of Vajra to subjugate demons to the ninth level, which was also his current limit. The purple-gold runes on his body kept wandering around, exuding the aura of the holy flower like a magic weapon. The physical performance has almost reached the limit of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. It seems that if it goes higher, it will be comparable to the Void Fairy Realm.

The height of the six-gold monk also suddenly increased by more than ten feet, standing like a golden tower between heaven and earth.

The Six Gold Monk and the Yuan Mo Kingang opposite each other glared at each other.

On the head of the purple-blooded demon, the two eyes blinked and said: "Two brothers, after all, we have been imprisoned for thousands of years, and our bodies have not yet returned to their peak state. Therefore, after our combined transformation, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on for long. Should we continue fighting with these six gold monks, or should we turn around and leave? If the thieves from the Golden Buddha Temple come, it will be difficult for us to leave. "

The head of Ziying Demon Lord said: "Brother Zixue is right. We suffered from their large number of people thousands of years ago. Moreover, this is the inner space of the Golden Light Tower after all, and the three of us are isolated."

The head of the Purple Wind Demon Lord said: "You can retreat, but before you retreat, you must punch them three times. Otherwise, I don't know when I will be able to avenge my broken arm. Besides, if word spreads, the dignified Three Demon Lords of the Western Regions are here. If we run away when we see a few disciples from the Jinyi Hall in the Demon Subduing Realm of the Golden Light Tower, wouldn’t it be a disgrace to our reputation?”

The Purple Blood Demon Lord said: "Brother Zifeng is right, we can't take advantage of these people. The six-gold monk and I just fought, he is indeed a powerful character, but the three of us combined will definitely not be able to take advantage of him." Walk around."

Purple Shadow Demon Lord said: "I believe that after three punches, these people will be half dead."

...

The three demon lords reached an agreement.

The Purple Blood Demon Lord said loudly: "Six Gold Monk, I think you are still a figure. However, if you want to scare us, the Three Demon Lords of the Western Regions, with a few words, you would be looking down on our brothers. Thousands of years ago, we did not I am afraid of you, the thieves of the Golden Buddha Temple, and it is still the same today. Besides, if it weren't for the thieves of the Golden Buddha Temple thousands of years ago, how could the three of my brothers be fooled into hiding. We have been suppressed here for thousands of years. Today, we three brothers reappear, and we will use you, the six-gold monk, to sharpen our swords."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three-headed and six-armed Yuan Mo Vajra took a step forward, folded his six arms into three huge "iron hammers", and hammered them down.

"Fist technique - Demon Hammer!"

When the fist came out, three hundred-foot-long fist figures suddenly appeared.

Above the shadow of a fist, a huge purple lion's head appeared. The purple lion's head was solid and real, with an angry mouth and bloody teeth, as if it came from the devil's realm, causing the surrounding void to faintly collapse.

trap.

Above the shadow of a fist, the head of a two-horned monster suddenly appeared. It looked like an ox but not an ox. Its tyrannical energy leaked out, spinning out circles of purple magic whirlpools, filling the void with darkness.

Above the shadow of a fist, the head of a wind monster with a leopard face suddenly appeared. The powerful wind-attribute spiritual power creaked, as if thousands of swords were clanging in it, which was particularly harsh.

Just as the three-headed and six-armed Yuan Mo Vajra on the opposite side was attacking, the Liujin monk's eyes were as angry as bells. He also took a step forward, and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, the body of the six-gold monk and the body of the three-headed and six-armed Yuanmo Vajra appeared in the same place in the void.

Monk Liujin clenched his fists tightly and smashed them down.

"Fist technique - diamond hammer!"

In an instant, a fist of a hundred feet struck down. On the surface of the fist, a golden storm swirled, and countless Sanskrit characters spewed out.

Where the fists collide, an extremely bright little sun rises and expands rapidly.

Half of the little sun is extremely golden and has golden Sanskrit blessings. The other half of the little sun is splashed with purple light, accompanied by countless purple magic runes.

In just a few breaths, the golden half of the little sun was gradually swallowed up by the purple half of the little sun.

Boom boom boom——

There was a series of thunderous explosions, and a purple sun flashed continuously in the void.

At the collision point, the void collapsed into a huge black hole, and immediately exploded a circle of strong wind visible to the naked eye, sweeping across hundreds of miles.

The huge body of the Liujin monk flew backwards several hundred feet away. With a bang, it fell to the fine iron ground, making a huge depression.

The six-gold monk's body sprayed out golden mist, the golden rune inscriptions on his body flickered in and out, his body aura was unstable, and the corners of his mouth were dyed red. His chest heaved violently, breathing heavily, and his determined eyes stared at the three-headed and six-armed monster opposite.

At this moment, Golden Bald Tuo, Silver Bald Tuo, Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and black boy Zhang Li had already withdrawn several hundred feet away. Follow Monk Liujin's order and retreat with all your strength.

Zhang Li, the black boy, noticed that Xu Yang was missing. He looked back and saw Xu Yang who had run out halfway and turned back.

On the battlefield, although the three-headed and six-armed monster took advantage of one move, its chest was still rising and falling, and its physical aura was much restrained.

The head of the Purple Blood Demon Lord said: "The six-gold monk is no longer able to survive."

The head of the Purple Shadow Demon Lord said: "A guy who overestimates his capabilities."

The head of Zifeng Demon Lord said: "Just give him another punch, and we won't be too late to leave."

hahahahahahahaha......

The three heads looked up to the sky and laughed, raising six arms to attack Monk Liujin again.

The six-gold monk stood up tremblingly from the huge pit. Although his vajra body had not faded away, he could no longer activate his magical power for a while.

The Liujin monk looked nervous and whispered to himself: "Although this guy's power is not a real virtual fairyland, I can't match it. I still need a few breaths to adjust my body and fight again. This is terrible What should I do? I hope Jin Guangtuo and the others can retreat safely, and my fight to the death will not be in vain."

With a decision in his heart, the six-gold monk pinched out the magic formula with both hands, endured the pressure of overdraft of soul power, and fiercely raised his true energy. His body showed broken lines like spider webs, and he wanted to fight to the death.

Cough cough cough.

After a violent cough, Monk Liujin's body stagnated, and he knelt on one knee with a pop.

The six-gold monk secretly blamed himself, "I have only practiced the Vajra Buddha Demonic Power to the ninth level. Every time I use my full strength, I have to make adjustments. This is also the fatal shortcoming of this magical power. If I can cultivate this magical power, Ten levels of perfection, today would not be like this..."

At this moment, a purple lightning flashed in front of Monk Liujin.

The purple lightning converged, and a young man in green appeared.

Without him, it would be Xu Yang.

Monk Liujin looked at Xu Yang's back and asked doubtfully: "Xu Yang, why are you back again?"

Xu Yang did not look back and said calmly: "I remember clearly that you just said that you would use your own power to cut off our retreat and let us retreat with our lives saved."

Monk Liujin said seriously: "Yes, that is my order."

Xu Yang said calmly: "But at this moment, we are friends."

The word "friend" fell into Monk Liujin's ears, and like thunder echoing, he whispered to himself: "Friend... friend..."

friend.