Journey to the West from Daqin

The many monsters in Xiaoling Mountain were all dizzy from the shock of that trembling force, and the weaker ones died suddenly on the spot.

The old demon Foyin saw his subordinates being crushed to death in pieces, he screamed angrily, and hurriedly called his subordinates to organize a formation to protect the Immortal Vajra Formation.

However, Erlang Shen Yang Jian's comprehension of the Lotus Lantern has already reached a state of perfection, and he is able to bring out the greatest power of the Lotus Lantern.

The Immortal Vajra Formation is indeed powerful, but the old demon Foyin who presides over this formation has no way to control every eye of the formation, and can only let his more powerful subordinates forehand at key points everywhere.

As for the strength of those subordinates, whether they are strong or weak, they are more than enough to deal with some heavenly soldiers and generals, but they are not enough to face the Erlang God Yang Jian.

His head was about to burst from being hit by the divine power of the lotus lamp, and the many monsters guarding the vital places were in unspeakable misery.

The old demon Foyin gritted his teeth. He knew that it would be useless to continue hiding in the Immortal Vajra Formation. He turned his head and looked at Sun Wukong and others who were burned in the cauldron. They calculated secretly.

He felt that Monkey King and others would definitely not be burned to death in a short while, so he had to buy enough time to burn Monkey King and others to death with fire before coming back to enjoy it slowly.

At that time, he can absorb the power of endless merit, and then deal with Yang Jian who is holding the lotus lamp, and he can easily handle it.

It's just that he still has a guilty conscience to go out to face Erlang God Yang Jian in person now, but for the sake of long-term planning, the old demon Foyin still bit the bullet and rushed out with his cloak in hand.

"Erlang God, don't go too far. I really think you are invincible. You have the Lotus Lantern, and I have the Nine-Foot Falling Wand in my hand. It's still unknown which one is stronger and which one is weaker."

After the old demon Foyin came out, he screamed and didn't do anything directly, but it also made Erlang God Yang Jian stop.

He intends to stall for time.

But Erlang God Yang Jian had already seen through his plot, but Yang Jian didn't expose it immediately, nor did he act immediately, because he was full of confidence in Monkey King and others.

The old demon Foyin wanted to burn Sun Wukong to death with a raging fire. In less than 10 days and a half a month, he might not even be able to burn the golden cicada's hair.

Not to mention Sun Wukong and Ao Lie and other physically strong people.

Erlang God Yang Jian said with a chuckle: "The nine-foot-falling magic wand is the top of Buddhism, a congenital spiritual treasure, how could it fall into the hands of a monster like you?"

The old demon Foyin snorted coldly: "Why can't I steal it from the Buddhist gate, why can't it fall into my hands?"

Erlang God Yang Jian sneered, he naturally knew that this old demon must have something to do with Buddhism, but he insisted that it was stolen, so he made it clear that he didn't want to implicate Buddhism.

Yang Jian didn't want to completely turn against Buddhism because of this matter. Although he was very shameless towards Buddhism, he didn't want to be an enemy of Buddhism, which is now known as the most powerful force in the Three Realms.

Since the old demon was pretending to be stupid, he simply pretended to be dumbfounded.

"Since you stole the magic weapon, then I will take you down and return the magic weapon to the Buddhist sect, which will be regarded as the next meritorious deed."

The old demon Foyin sneered again and again, "Just because you want to take me down? Don't wishful thinking, you have no idea how powerful the power I can mobilize is."

Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, chuckled, then stopped talking and forced his attack.

The old demon Foyin sighed in his heart. He originally wanted to delay the time, but he didn't expect Erlang God Yang Jian to do it directly.

In desperation, he had no choice but to set up a nine-foot drop magic wand to parry Yang Jian's attack.

Fortunately, Erlang God Yang Jian didn't use the Lotus Lantern when he fought alone with him, but only used the three-pointed and two-edged sword.

even so.

The Erlang God Yang Jian still suppressed the old demon Foyin in a face-to-face encounter. After hundreds of moves, the old demon Foyin has completely fallen into defeat.

The old demon Foyin felt very uncomfortable at this time, and he couldn't believe it. No matter what he said, he had already reached the quasi-sage realm. Although it was promoted by two Buddhist saints who forced him to go up, he was still a quasi-sage .

But he didn't expect that when he fought against Erlang Shen Yang Jian, he was no match at all. Although there was a difference of two small realms between the two, it shouldn't be so big.

Seeing that he was about to be completely defeated, the old demon Foyin took out a dark green pill from his bosom and stuffed it into his mouth forcefully.

After he swallowed that elixir, the aura on his body turned sharply, and instantly rose sharply.

Erlang God Yang Jian was also forced to retreat by his incomparably powerful aura, he couldn't help but stop, and there was a hint of shock in his eyes.

"What kind of elixir is this, how can it be so powerful?"

Even Erlang God Yang Jian couldn't tell the origin of that elixir, and the old demon Foyin's body swelled a little, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He laughed wildly: "This is not a elixir, but a god pill of merit and virtue condensed by boundless Buddhism. Swallowing one pill can temporarily borrow millions of years of skill!"

hiss!

A single elixir can temporarily borrow millions of years of skill, it's so terrifying!

Erlang Shen Yang Jian's eyes widened when he heard this. He couldn't believe that there was such a rare treasure in the world.

A million years of skill is enough to train a quasi-sage, and after being swallowed by the quasi-sage Foyin old demon, his strength doubled in an instant!

Erlang God Yang Jian frowned. He checked with his eyebrows and heavenly eyes, and he could confirm that the blood in the old demon Foyin's body was speeding up.

He can also be sure that the power in the old demon Foyin's body is too great, and the old demon Foyin seems to be trying his best to suppress it.

In other words, although this force is huge, it is not easy to control. At least the old demon Foyin can't control it 100% at this time.

After the old demon's strength improved, he took the initiative to attack. Obviously, he knew that his short board, this power, was out of control, and it was borrowed for a short time. As time went by, the power would become weaker and weaker, and finally it would return to its original state, and there would even be a lot of damage. strong sequelae.

Therefore, he had to end the battle as quickly as possible. This time, his strength was doubled, so that the old demon Foyin had enough confidence to deal with Yang Jian.

It's just that the two collided again in the air, and the old demon Foyin barely drew with Erlang Shen Yang Jian.

This made him extremely angry!

Chapter 880 Dharma Incarnation

The old demon Foyin swallowed a elixir, his strength improved for a million years, and he fought Yang Jian again, but he barely got a tie!

He was extremely angry, his eyes were scarlet and he couldn't accept this reality.

"Obviously my strength has doubled, why is it that I can barely draw with you? Your cultivation base has only reached the upper rank of quasi-sage. How can there be such a high gap with me!?"

The old demon Foyin roared angrily: "The magic power in my body has reached more than 200 million years, why are you so much stronger than me?!"

Yang Jian's expression was flat, "Although my cultivation base has only reached the quasi-sage position, the magic power in my body at this time is more than 300 million years old!"

"Even if you have more than 200 million years of mana, how can you be my opponent in Han? What's more, you are still trying to grow up, and you can't grasp the strength of forcibly improving."

The old demon Foyin ran away completely, and took out a pill again, and stuffed it into his mouth again.

"Since 100 million years of skill can't deal with you, then I'll add another 100 million years. Let's see how much you Erlang God Yang Jian has."

The old demon Foyin crazily increased the magic power in his body, his body had already swelled a circle at this time, and his eyes were completely scarlet.

At this moment, he only felt a splitting headache, wishing to smash his head, this crazy feeling spread all over his body, only fighting could calm him down a little.

Therefore, after the strength of Foyin old demon improved again, he took the initiative to attack.

Erlang God Yang Jian couldn't help but look solemn, and fought against the old demon Foyin again.

But after all, he was promoted by his own strength, and he fought against the old demon Foyin. Although he fell a little bit at a disadvantage because of the old demon Foyin's crazy behavior, he quickly recovered.

Erlang God Yang Jian and Foyin Old Demon fought inextricably in the air, regardless of superiority or inferiority, the two were completely evenly matched this time.

But the old demon Foyin was not satisfied with this situation. He thought that he had paid a huge price and swallowed two pills, so he should completely take down Yang Jian.

Therefore, a tie with Yang Jian at this time is already a defeat for him. After all, if this goes on for a long time, his aura will be leaked, and his strength will be greatly reduced.

At that time, he will not be Yang Jian's opponent at all, so he can only be slaughtered.

The old demon Foyin, in a frenzy, actually took out another case of elixir.

Yang Jian couldn't help trembling his arms when he saw it. He didn't expect that the old demon Foyin carried three pills with him, which could increase millions of kilometers.

At the same time, he was also very serious. The Buddhism must have paid a price unimaginable for ordinary people if they wanted to condense the three forces of such a powerful elixir.

But they were all carried by the old demon Foyin. One can imagine how serious the task that the old demon Foyin is accepting here.

It must be determined to die, but also to cause huge and irreparable damage to Monkey King and his party.

Yang Jian also immediately weighed the pros and cons. If he ruined the Buddhist plan here, even if the old demon Foyin claimed to have nothing to do with the Buddhist sect, he would completely offend the Buddhist sect.

If he followed past experience, he would never interfere in this matter again, and would most likely withdraw from the battle immediately and return home.

However, Yang Jian received the favor from Li Jue and others, and he had already expressed his heart to repay the favor, even if he paid his life for it.

Therefore, he only hesitated for a moment, and then continued to focus on the enemy.

After the old demon Foyin took out the third pill, he didn't swallow it immediately, and his purpose was just to frighten Yang Jian, showing that he had enough strength to win a big victory.

But when he saw that Erlang God Yang Jian had no intention of leaving, and even stepped up his offensive, he was immediately enraged.

"Okay, okay, you forced me, so don't blame me for being merciless. After taking this elixir, I will increase my skill for a million years, and then even I will not be able to control my emotions."

"At that time, you and the people around you will all die, and it's too late for you to regret it."

Erlang God Yang Jian said calmly: "You can use whatever you have, and relying on swallowing pills to improve your strength is nothing more than that."

After the old demon Foyin was enraged, he immediately swallowed this elixir, and his aura suddenly rose sharply.

And Yang Jian has already been on alert, but he has prepared the strength of the old demon Foyin, and he is only improving for a million years. Even if he will struggle a little, he is not helpless.

But he sensed that the aura of the old demon Foyin was increasing crazily, already surpassing the so-called million-year mana power, and he immediately noticed something was wrong.

"What kind of elixir did you eat? The power of your body can be improved endlessly. This is not an increase in mana for a million years at all."

The eyes of the old demon Foyin were scarlet, and he seemed to be stretching out his hands and struggling, "Give me back my reason, my everything, my soul..."

After he struggled for a while, his aura also stabilized, but the aura emanating from Defoyin old demon's body was not at all, 400 million years of magic power!

It has been forcibly increased to 600 million years of mana. Compared with Erlang God, Yang Jian has twice as much mana in his body at this time.

The mana in the body is doubled, and the strength is more than doubled.

Yang Jian's hair grew terrified, his scalp tingled, he hurriedly greeted Brother Meishan, and left here with the God of Grass Head.

And he chose to stay with himself, the crazy old demon of Foyin.

Yang Jian said: "How could the aura on your body reach such a terrifying level?"

At this time, the old demon Foying has reached the peak of the quasi-sage in terms of cultivation base, and his mana power is higher than that of the usual peak of the quasi-sage.

But Yang Jian's shouting and questioning did not arouse the slightest reaction from Foyin Old Demon, and immediately made Yang Jian frown and feel puzzled.

And Yang Jian also noticed the abnormality of the old demon Foyin, his eyes were hollow, and his heartbeat seemed to have stopped.

"died?"

suddenly.

The old demon Foyin spoke.

It's just that his words are not as emotional as before, no anger, no anxiety, no unwillingness, only endless coldness.

"I didn't die, I just turned into Dharma merit."