Journey to the West: I am a Jailer in Heaven

"You actually found out?"

Jiang Yueling looked a little surprised, but when he saw the blue long sword in the hand of the King of the Raksha Kingdom, he understood.

It turned out that this guy had a special celestial protector beside him.

The reason why he thinks it is a special fairy weapon is because ordinary innate spirit treasures cannot sense his breath.

Unless a spell was cast by a certain Daluo level above, otherwise, even if Jiang Yueling flew to the ears of the past in this Raksha country, he would not be able to detect himself.

"It's interesting, did people from the Buddhist sect do it?"

Jiang Yueling rubbed his chin.

"Who, come out soon?"

At this moment, the king of the Rakshasa Kingdom split open the air around him, shouted loudly, and shrank the concubine beside him to the bed in fright.

But Jiang Yueling didn't intend to show up, he wanted to see if this guy had any other treasures.

Seeing that there was no movement around, the king of the Raksha Kingdom became vigilant. After a while, he gritted his teeth and swiped his palm with a long sword, causing blood to flow out.

"Please Buddha help."

hum!
As soon as the words fell, a phantom emerged from the sword body, Jiang Yueling's eyes froze for a moment, and the next moment, a very dangerous aura hit from the opposite side.

"not good."

Jiang Yueling was startled, and cast golden light vertically, disappearing in place in an instant.

But just after he left, he saw that phantom flicked his fingers slightly, and a golden light directly penetrated the space. Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yueling, who had already arrived outside the palace, felt a strong sense of oppression coming from behind.

When he looked back, his eyes widened and he swears.

"Fuck, what the hell? It even has location tracking, it's too much."

He could feel the power contained in this blow, enough to seriously injure him.

This is definitely a hit from Da Luo.

"East Emperor Bell."

Without hesitation, Jiang Yueling waved his palm, and a small golden clock floated in front of him, injected with mana, and grew bigger against the wind.

next moment.

clang!
A loud bang.

A powerful wave of power spread out.

moment.

Hundreds of millions of living beings in the huge royal city were all surged by the shocking sound.

Countless people stared wide-eyed and looked up in shock.

"what happened?"

"Is the Buddha appearing?"

"Is there a fairy coming?"

……

As an innate spiritual treasure, the power of the Eastern Emperor Bell is beyond doubt. Although it was repelled, it still blocked the blow.

After being safe, Jiang Yueling breathed a sigh of relief, and took the Donghuang Bell away.

Sensing that the commotion had become serious, he returned to the palace quickly without hesitation. Since the matter had already been done, if it was abandoned halfway, then everything would be in vain.

……

To the forest outside the city.

A golden light emerged.

Jiang Yueling appeared, still holding the map of Shanhe Sheji in his hand.

The king of Rakshasa is inside.

"Command."

At this time, the fourth general Deng Xin and Zhang Tao also came back from Wangcheng.

"Are you sure that all Buddhists have gone to the Huoluo Mountains?"

Jiang Yueling asked the four of them.

"determine."

Xin Hanchen nodded solemnly.

"And we also found out that it is said that the eminent monks of the Huanxi Buddhist Temple in Wangcheng intend to capture several demon kings and bring them back to be judged by the people of Wangcheng."

"Catch the demon king?"

Jiang Yueling frowned, "Isn't that a business grab from Lao Tzu?"

"No, I have to go there quickly. By the way, let the king of the Raksha Kingdom take a good look at how this Buddhist man deals with the people in the demon cave."

"Even if these bald donkeys can't be allowed to leave the Rakshasa Kingdom, the king must make them disgusted."

"If the king can't do it, if it's really impossible, then I'll change to another king. In short, I'm going to mess up the Buddhist affairs."

Jiang Yueling sneered in his heart, "Guanyin, you dare to slander me behind your back, let's settle this account slowly."

"Let's go to Huoluo Mountains."

Without hesitation, he turned around and headed towards the Huo Luo Mountains.

Deng Xin and Zhang Tao will follow.

……

Huo Luo Mountains.

It is the largest mountain range near the Raksha Kingdom.

Stretching across the plain, like a crouching dragon.

Cloudy and misty.

Vibrant and verdant.

It exists like a paradise.

Demons and spirits are entrenched.

At this moment.

In the depths of the mountains, in a huge stone palace.

Twelve demon kings of different shapes sat on both sides. In the first place was a young man with a pale face and triangular eyes. In his arms, he held two seductive banshees in tulle.

"Boss, those bald donkeys are coming to us again, what should we do?"

On the right hand side, a middle-aged demon king with a black cloak and sly eyebrows said to the white dragon demon king.

"If you want me to say, you should give them a good lesson."

"We have nothing to do all day long, and we hang around here, grabbing and letting go, letting go, really thinking we are made of mud."

A burly demon king snorted coldly.

"Old Xiong, what you said is wrong. Although those bald donkeys are quite shameless, they didn't give us less benefits. You have eaten so much flesh and blood."

Opposite him, a middle-aged demon king dressed in a blue robe and dressed as a scribe slapped his fan, and retorted lightly to the burly demon king.

The burly demon king froze for a moment, and then retorted with a bit of hesitation on his face: "That's what they should give. Why, after arresting so many of my men, I can't eat two of them anymore?"

"okay."

Seeing that the two started to quarrel, the White Dragon Demon King said indifferently, "As long as those bald donkeys don't come to disturb us, as long as they are the same as before and have a lot of flesh and blood, we don't need to bother."

"But brother, I heard from the younger ones that those bald donkeys seem to have their minds on us."

The demon king in the gray cloak frowned.

"Similarly, as long as they can provide enough resources, it's fine for you to play a show with them."

"The Buddhism is very powerful now, and there is a heaven watching us. In this extraordinary period, try not to be too ostentatious. Let's wait until the limelight passes."

The white dragon demon is king.

Seeing that the boss had set the tone, the twelve demon kings stopped talking and looked at each other, and they all responded.

"As ordered."

……

The surrounding area of ​​Huoluo Mountains.

The people from Huanxi Buddhist Temple came to the entrance of the mountain in mighty force.

About a hundred monks.

In the middle, there are more than a dozen monks, carrying the newly shaped golden body of Huanxi Buddha, followed by millions of believers.

There is fanaticism in everyone's eyes.

That is the admiration for Buddhist eminent monks.

clang!
A bell rang, and in an instant, the audience was silent.

An old monk with white eyebrows and beard slowly floated into the air.

Hands together.

A look of compassion.

Sang a Buddha's name, and then said loudly:
"In the past, the Buddha cut his flesh and fed it to the eagle to prove Bodhi. Today, we monks will not hesitate to go to the demon cave to kill the demons."

"Buddha said: I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

"For the sake of the common people, I will go there. However, you have no magic power, so return to the royal city after sending it here, so as not to suffer unreasonable disasters."