"What a strong demonic spirit. Is this child a reincarnation of a peerless demon?" Above the general's mansion, a golden cloud, the fat-headed Tuo's eyes flashed with bright golden light, looking down at the scene inside and outside the mansion, with a hint of shock and even terror on his face.

"No matter whether it is a peerless demon or not, this son cannot be kept, otherwise he will definitely poison the people and we are all sinners." The thin-headed Tuo looked compassionate and compassionate, and his voice was firm and compassionate.

Fatto Tuo nodded and raised his hand to summon a painted black bowl: "If I don't go to hell, how can I save evil spirits and clear my sins? Senior brother, junior brother will go first."

"Go, I'll put the formation for you." Shoutou Tuo summoned a golden Zen stick, put his hands together, and put them in his arms. The strong wind blew up his wide robe, revealing his thin body more and more.

Fatto Takuo claims to be a good person, and good people usually have all kinds of bad habits. They call this bad habits virtue or ethics. For example, they will not attack sneakily, and even when facing evil devils, they will remind the other party before taking action.

"Strange, look at the bowl!"

Nezha, who was about to tease the black pig spirit, suddenly heard a tiger and leopard thunder sound coming from above his head. He looked up and saw a dazzling golden light suddenly falling down in the sky, covering his body, and constantly pulling him into the void!

"Oh!"

Nezha didn't know what happened, but he knew very well that if he was waiting for death, he would definitely not have a good ending. His hands were clenched into fists, his body half-squatted, and his weight moved downward, struggling to resist the suction from the top of his head and the thrust from the golden light.

However, his Taoist practice is far from that of Fatto. After just holding on, his little body flew uncontrollably without a cup of tea.

"Swoosh swish swish swish..." At the same time, a long thunder sword that was rotating at high speed suddenly tore through the sky. The purple arc on the sword's body cut off the dazzling golden light curtain, colluded together, condensed into a purple thunder dragon, guarding Nezha behind him and staring coldly in the air.

"Fat Head Tuo, what are you doing?" Su Jin walked out of the wing room and stretched out his hand. The huge purple thunder dragon suddenly turned into countless electric currents, condensed into a long sword again in his hand.

"Donor, you once said that you can identify demons, so why do you turn a blind eye to the demons in front of you and even protect them?" Fat-headed Tuo was angry like a Vajra, and pointed his hand at Su Jin and said.

Su Jin frowned and said, "Whoever stipulates that demons must be bad, and human immortals must be good? He is just a child and has done nothing wrong at all. Why do you shout at him and kill him?"

"As human race, we must prevent problems from happening and prevent problems before they happen. This son's demonic energy soars into the sky. If he grows up in the future, it will definitely be a major concern for the human race!" Fatty-headed Tuo said seriously: "Donor, please get out of the way and don't make me embarrassed."

"Tian Niang, take Nezha back to the room and don't come out no matter what happens." Su Jin said to Yin Shiniang who was rushing.

"Zha'er, go back to the room by yourself. Brother, I want to fight side by side with you!" Yin Shiniang said solemnly with her long sword in her hand.

"You are not their opponent, be obedient, otherwise you will not be helping me, but dragging me down!" Su Jin spoke with a stern look.

Yin Shiniang was speechless, bent down and picked up Nezha, turned into a afterimage, and entered a wing room in the front yard.

"Mom, I want to see my uncle beat the bad guy." Nezha whispered.

Yin Shiniang was also worried, nervous and anxious, raised her hand to open a gap in the window, and looked at the courtyard with Nezha.

"It's stubborn and stubborn, donor, offended." Fattou Tuo shook his head, thoughts moved, and the black bowl floating in the air turned the mouth of the bowl, aiming at Su Jin's body.

Then Fatto Tuo put his hands together and chanted the scriptures with his mouth. The golden characters lit up on the bowl with the sound of the scriptures. The thick golden light curtain hit the waterfall like a waterfall, with amazing power.

The long sword in Su Jin's hand emerged from a brilliant electric arc. The long sword was like a horse rushing against the sky, facing the golden light curtain. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. After a moment, a violent explosion sounded like a thunder in the dry land, spreading throughout Chentang Pass.

"Puff..." In the void, Fattou Tuo vomited blood, and countless golden runes on the bowl shattered into light, turning into paint black again.

Su Jin's body was still motionless, and the blue bricks under his feet cracked. With him as the center, a crack was formed in the yard like a spider web!

Fatto Tuo picked up his sleeve and wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth, reached out to hold the bowl in his hand, and was about to inject fairy energy into it. But when the fairy energy in his body moved slightly, the blood began to surging violently, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spew out.

"I'll do it." Shoutoutuo stood in front of him with a golden Zen stick.

"You are not my opponent. If you continue to fight, you will only die or be injured. Why bother?" Su Jin said in a deep voice.

"In order to prevent sentient beings from disasters, even if I let the monk fall into hell, I will be happy." Shoutou Tuo said, and suddenly threw out the Zen staff in his hand. A dazzling golden light blocked the sun's light, and with bursts of thunder sounds of demon subduing, submerging the entire courtyard.

"Chew!"

Su Jin danced the Thunder Sword, and the thunder sword light surging in the golden light. The deep purple light and the Buddhist golden light were constantly entangled, fighting against each other, bursting out violent sounds.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the dark purple lightning was like a dragon, swallowing all the brilliant golden light in one bite. Su Jin walked with his sword, crossed the void, and came step by step to the front of Shoutoutuo.

"boom!"

Su Jin swirled in the air, and the sword light fell like stars, slashing heavily on the Zen staff. The huge force instantly slashed the Zen staff, and the thin blade was placed between the thin headstone's neck.

The colorful light in the sky suddenly disappeared, and Su Jin asked word by word: "Monk, what should I do with you?"

"Let go of my senior brother." Fatto Tuo took the bowl and flew to kill Su Jin, and hit him on the forehead.

Su Jin raised his kick, kicked the fat-headed Tuo away with a bang, and threatened coldly: "If you dare to move again, I will cut off his head and destroy his soul!"

Fat-headed Tuo threw himself into a mouse and gritted his teeth and did not dare to do anything anymore: "I advise you not to do this, otherwise, Jindeng Temple would not let you go!"
Chapter completed!