This Wuming Zen Master is not an ordinary character. His magic power is so deep that he can't compare with Qi Shuming. Tianchen, who comes to the west, hasn't returned, has no return, and has no idea. The six disciples of Duhe are all with extremely powerful magic power, and are no less than the elders of the Xuanmen sects.

Although the Yin Spirit Demon released from the Xuanyin Fen was not afraid of the Flying Sword Dao Technique as long as any magic weapon was touched, it would be polluted by its evil and foul air, and gradually turned into a waste, and was extremely powerful, but under this boundless Buddhist Dharma, there was still nothing to do with it. As soon as it was touched, the ferocious resentment in it was completely transformed into wisps of gray smoke and disappeared. Wherever the Buddha's light went, the black mist could only fade away inch.

If this continues, it will only be a matter of time before the Xuanyin formation is broken, but everyone suddenly feels a gloomy and bone-eroding meaning. This is not only aimed at the coldness of the body, but also at the coldness of the soul. As some gray white representing the deadness spreads in the air, several ghost-like figures slowly emerge in it.

The one who was wearing a gray-white plain suit on the left, and showed his body like a ghost in the dust and mist was the old man from the Netherworld who was turned upside down by his own strength. Although he was just a casual cultivator and did not belong to the Eastern Demon Sect, he had always had a good relationship with the Eastern Demon Sect, so he came to help.

The person wearing a light purple robe on the right side, and the pattern carved from the bones was the hidden elder of the Eastern Demon Sect and the ghost master of the Mingshan. Although this person has not appeared in the past century, he was also a powerful character in the battle between the righteous and the demons. The resentful ghost generals under his command were enough to kill all the sects.

Finally, the eleven-two-year-old boy wearing a red short shirt, naked pair of red feet, two strings of paper money and the same string of skeleton beads hanging on his neck, and the gentle man with a blue shirt and white clothes, stroked his left hand with a gentle man like a teacher of the little boy, was the master of this world ghost creature, Shang Heyang, the leader of the Eastern Demon Sect, and his master Wuxing Venerable.

"Don't the Zen master personally took action against these juniors? Isn't it true that he has lost his identity?"

The ghost master of Mingshan chuckled and said, his gentle and plain words were as shrill as the whisper of a ghost.

In an instant, the surrounding ghost energy was so strong that the evil spirit demons exuded more than a few quilts. The sharp horns of the head, which was originally like a cloud of smoke, appeared on the fangs and green ghost eyes at the exit, made them look particularly ferocious. The long arms and sharp claws attacked the Wuming Zen Master like a sickle.

"Since you're here, don't leave, leave it for me."

Venerable Wuxing was so angry that he was so angry that he was too lazy to talk to Master Wuming at the moment. He even made a killer without even saying a few words of scenes, and his nearly transparent giant ghost hand pressed him down in the air.

Such a change surprised everyone present at the same time, but the Xuanyin Sect members felt a surprise, while the Wuming Zen Master felt a horror.

Although Gu Chen did express his closeness to the Eastern Demon Sect and was also supported, they had to shoulder the first pre-war of the battle between the righteous and the demons. They originally planned to support it with all their might, but they never expected that Venerable Wuxing would come to help. This made the new Xuanyin Sect transform from a life-and-death crisis that suddenly turned into a even-match confrontation.

Although Zen Master Wuming was strong and almost attained the Arhat Fruit, he had no great advantage in front of these hidden ancestors. Facing the adversary of the ghost master of Mingshan and the Venerable Wuxing, he could no longer hold back. As the sound of the chanting of Buddhists came out of his mouth, a thousand-leaf lotus about a foot appeared under him. He sat upright and slapped on the throne surrounded by the lotus in the center of the lotus. A ray of light shone on the tip of the four outer lotus petals and flew upwards. Under the illumination of a Buddha's light, the auspicious light shone with colorful flowers and rain, flying down. This is the Western Tianlong Zen singing and magic treasure Golden Lotus God Cat that Zen Master Wuming has practiced for many years.

Although under the ghost magic skills of the ghost master Mingshan, the evil resentment emitted from the heart of the Yinling Demon Head was extremely inflamed, and even Buddhism could not be dispelled for a while, the sound of the Brahma Singing was a supreme secret technique of the Buddhist sect that was known to be able to break all the laws. It could make people sing soft and intoxicated, intrigue, and transform themselves into ashes. Any magic weapon and Taoist technique was destroyed. Although it was unable to dissipate all the ghosts in the sky, it shocked them on the spot and could no longer take a step forward. The Golden Lotus God Cat is the most treasure of the Buddhist sect. Although it was sacrificed in a hurry, it still completely protected the Wuming Zen Master in it with the light of Buddha.

However, although Master Wuming did not suffer any substantial damage, he did not completely break the attacks of the ghost master of Mingshan and Venerable Wuxing. When he was distracted from the erosion of the Western Tianlong Zen singing against the evil spirits in the sky, he was bound by Venerable Wuxing's Great Hand Seal in the Netherworld.

"Gagagagagaga, old monk, we have no grudges with you Jingbo Temple at all, but you have to intervene in, and we can't blame us. Remember to remember that the disaster is all caused by forcing us to come forward in the next life!"

The old man Jie from the Netherworld said with a smile, and the harsh and hoarse voice was full of cruelty.

"Hehe, Mr. Ming, I guess he will not have the next life. Even if he wants to remember, he will have no chance. This is called if there is a road in the West, you don't go, and if you don't have a door to hell, you will have to break through."

The old demons had suffered a lot from the hands of Zen Master Wuming, and now they all sacrificed their magic weapons and spoke.

For a moment, the ghost fire in the underworld of the White Bone Treasure Banner, the colorful fierce flames in the Demon Fire Golden Banner, and the black and red flames in the Wheel Rotary Ball all attacked the Wuming Zen Master, and the layers of surging demon fire completely wrapped the golden lotus in it.

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