Every cause must bear fruit, your catastrophe is me

Hearing this, the living Buddha's eyes flickered and he asked with a little deep meaning: "Is the Demon Venerable threatening the old man?"

The man in black laughed and said, "Of course not, but the Demon Emperor told him that if the Buddha is willing to donate it, then the Demon Emperor is willing to exchange it with the Demon Emperor's relic."

"The Demon Emperor's relic?"

Hearing the words of the man in black, even with the concentration of the old monk, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

His breathing became rapid in an instant.

You must know that it is the Demon Emperor's relic, not to mention the devil's aura contained in it, more importantly, it also contains the Demon Emperor's understanding of the Dao. If he can absorb the Demon Emperor's relic, I am afraid that the Supreme is not Can not arrive.

But if they do this, then their esoteric sect will lose the capital to threaten the Demon Emperor, and then lose the opportunity to be on an equal footing with the Demon Emperor, and will lose their advantage when facing the Demon Emperor in the future.

"I don't know if Mozun can let the old man think about it!" Although he wanted to agree in his heart, he also knew the consequences of losing this artifact.

"of course can!"

The black-robed man smiled, and a hint of evil flashed in his eyes.

"However, since the deity finally came here, I wonder if the living Buddha is willing to entertain the deity once?"

Hearing this, the old monk lowered his eyes and couldn't help calling the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha! If this is the case, then the old monk will give orders!"

"Hahahaha! Good! Then I will leave first, waiting for your news." After receiving a satisfactory answer, the man in black robe became visibly excited, and his body instantly turned into a black light and flew out.

"Amitabha! Die early and be reborn early. I hope that all benefactors can be reborn in bliss in the next life!"

An old voice echoed in the hut, looking particularly eerie.

It wasn't until the black-robed man completely disappeared that the old monk stood up from the futon. When he waved his hands, time and space had already changed.

When it reappeared, it was obviously a cave full of bloody smell.

Inside the cave, there are about ten thousand li.

And in the middle of the cave, a blood pool covering an area of ​​about a thousand miles appeared in front of the old monk.

On the blood pool, countless lonely souls and ghosts struggled in the blood pool, making shrill screams.

The voice seemed to resent the injustice and anger of the sky.

When the old monk appeared, the countless lonely ghosts seemed to have seen something terrible, and they all dived under the pool of blood.

But at this moment, the old monk looked at the innocent souls with a cruel look in his eyes and said, "Hello, benefactors! This time, I only need to take [-] lonely souls!"

After saying that, a red light shot out from his hand in an instant, heading towards the many lonely ghosts.

Before they approached, countless lonely souls and ghosts seemed to be suppressed, unable to move.

Seeing that the red light was about to absorb these lonely souls, a screech sounded out of thin air.

"Well, you old monk, come to provoke this girl again, let's see if I don't suck all your blood!"

Before the voice fell, a ray of light shot out from the blood pool in an instant, directly hitting the red light.

Suddenly a huge energy exploded in the air, forming a storm that swept everything and rushed towards the blood pool.

"Humph!"

With a tender snort, the storm was instantly fixed in the air, a slender hand stretched out from the pool of blood, remote control grabbed the storm, and pinched it.

Suddenly, the storm shattered like a piece of glass.

The billowing pool of blood began to roll, and a woman in a blood-colored red robe rose slowly from the pool of blood.

That picture seemed to be full of delicate and angry expressions, which made people feel an indescribable sense of joy. Although the figure was exquisite and beautiful, the face made people feel alienated.

"Amitabha! I have seen the blood-exquisite benefactor. This time I need ten thousand lonely souls. I hope the benefactor will help me!"

The old monk looked at the woman, his eyes were as calm as water, without any change.

"Ten thousand?"

The woman's eyes flashed with resentment, she looked at the old monk and said, "Old monk, I see that you are going too far, you must know that the total number of lonely souls and ghosts in my hands is only 30, and you can kill them with just one mouthful." Ten thousand! Wouldn't it mean that I will cut off my path of cultivation!"

In the voice, a trace of anger flashed, the voice was dark and indeterminate, it was male and female, full of weirdness.

"The benefactor's words are wrong. Although the benefactor needs lonely souls and ghosts to practice blood evil spirits, you must know that the old monk brought these ghosts for the benefactor, and now the old monk needs them, but the benefactor does not give them. This makes me a little disappointed!"

The old monk still had a dry expression, but what he said was extremely shocking.

"Stop talking nonsense, although you brought these lonely souls and ghosts, they are now my own. If I say no, I won't allow it. If you talk too much, be careful, I will suck all your blood!"

The young girl looked at the old monk with fierce eyes, without any respect for the old monk.

Seeing the girl's expression, the old monk was obviously a little angry, and his voice gradually became cold: "Female benefactor, I hope the benefactor can think about it. It is not the old monk who informs the benefactor, but the benefactor must do it!"

As he spoke, a Sanskrit sound began to appear from behind the old monk, and a huge phantom emerged in the air, exuding a terrifying aura.

"kindness?"

Looking at the old monk's movements, the girl was a little funny, and couldn't help but said: "It seems that you are going to threaten me?"

While speaking, a huge blood fiend suddenly rose from the pool of blood, forming a seat behind the girl.

The girl sat down, ignoring the old monk's movements, and smiled slowly.

"Amitabha! It seems that the old monk hasn't shot for a long time, and the benefactor has already drifted away, so let the old monk help the benefactor to wake up!"

After all, he stretched out his hand and patted down in the direction of the woman in the blood pool.

Immediately, a powerful aura condensed in the air, and a giant hand like the sky appeared directly above the woman and slapped the woman directly.

"Hahahaha! This lord sees that you, the old monk, are drifting away. I really don't know how much I am. Today, I will teach you a lesson, and let you see why you didn't dare to force that old and immortal thing in the ground! "

Saying that, he grabbed the blood pool out of thin air, and in an instant, a rush of blood rushed straight up from the blood pool, and greeted the big palm.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a burst of shaking.

The giant palm was directly corroded by the evil spirit of blood, and under the control of the girl, it turned into a blood-colored giant dragon, rushing towards the old monk.

Seeing that the dragon was about to come to the old monk.

The old monk sat down cross-legged and called the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

The moment the Buddha's trumpet sounded, a burst of golden light emanated from the old monk's body. The light was so strong that it even illuminated the entire cave as if it were daytime.

Under the golden light, the blood-colored dragon let out a shrill scream.

It begins to melt under the golden light.

"What a powerful Buddha's light, the old monk didn't expect that old immortal thing in the Dizang to pass on the supernatural power of the Buddha's light to you! But even so, you don't want to snatch any lonely soul from me!"

After the woman finished speaking, a blood-colored long spear appeared in her hand in an instant. With the long spear in her hand, it showed a terrifying light and directly pierced the golden light of the old monk's body protection.

"Is this the blood gun?"

Seeing the spear appearing in the woman's hand, the old monk frowned slightly, and his face became serious.

Although he was confident in the golden light that protected his body, he was not at all sure of the blood gun in the woman's hand.

You must know that although the Blood Fiend Spear is not an innate divine weapon, but an acquired divine weapon, after tens of millions of years of breeding in the blood pool, it is no longer inferior to the innate divine weapon, and the blood evil aura on it is even more vicious and abnormal.

As long as it penetrates into the body, it will be entangled endlessly. Even if the old monk is at the peak of the Immortal Emperor, he doesn't want to face this most vicious weapon.

A blue light flashed, and a Zen staff instantly appeared in the old monk's hand, and he raised it into the air.

The magic formula in his hand flashed repeatedly, and he pointed at the Zen stick.

"Subduing the dragon with the Zen stick, the golden light of the sun!"

A loud shout came from the old monk's mouth, and as a golden light poured into the Zen staff, a dragon chant suddenly appeared out of thin air.

I saw that the Zen stick instantly turned into a huge green dragon with a long body. The huge dragon swung its tail and blasted directly at the woman's spear.