The God and Buddha are actually me

"Dragon, why is there another dragon?"

Ah Li looked at the dragon binding rope and opened her mouth in surprise. This dragon looked much more majestic than Xiao Ya. It was about a hundred feet long, its scales glowed with golden light, and its whole body was surrounded by blazing golden flames.

Waves of majestic and domineering dragon roars rang out between heaven and earth. Even Ao Ya, who had always been fearless of heaven and earth, felt an inexplicable fear in her heart at this moment.

The dragon-binding rope was made by Wang Lingguan to whip the dragon to make rain according to the Jade Emperor's decree. When he saw an old dragon god slacking off and neglecting his duties, he whipped his dragon tendons as punishment, and later refined it into a magic weapon specifically used to tie the dragon.

Therefore, this thing is extremely restrained to the Dragon Clan.

Of course, it doesn't mean that this dragon-binding rope can only trap dragons. After all, even dragons can be trapped. What else can't be trapped?

It is more like the legendary Immortal Binding Rope, which is designed to tie up all kinds of powerful monks. The more powerful the opponent, the more it can stimulate its fighting spirit.

roar!

The golden dragon dances wildly, circling the huge golden body of the Buddha Mother, like a giant python strangling its prey.

The Buddha Mother instantly felt a huge pressure. She was entangled in the dragon-binding rope. It seemed that even the movement of her magic power was restricted. The terrifying power kept coming, making her body feel overwhelmed.

She could only give up breaking the abominable magic sword for the time being, and instead chose to use her arms to tear open the golden rope.

But the dragon-binding rope seems to have a magical ability. Any enemy bound by it will lose mana and strength quickly, as if they are stuck in a quagmire.

What a powerful magic weapon!

Buddha's Mother immediately realized the danger. The power of this golden rope was even greater than that of the magic sword. If it continued like this, she might really fall into trouble!

Damn it, she has been suppressed for more than a hundred years, why are there so many powerful magic weapons in the world?

However, in terms of strength, she was not afraid at all. Although the Taoist priests in Lingguan Temple were very capable, she could have defeated them in their heyday, but not now.

After being imprisoned for more than a hundred years, her realm declined, and she committed suicide again in order to escape from the golden cicada's shell. As a result, her current cultivation level is only at the early stage of the fifth realm.

Moreover, she had possessed a pregnant woman before and wanted to kill the man, but for some reason she was knocked away by a powerful force. If she hadn't swallowed ten ghost babies in time, she would have died immediately. Not sure.

This is also the reason why she sent a weasel to test it first, because it frightened her too much.

It's like a mantis using its arms as a chariot and hitting rocks with its eggs.

If Taoist Zhang from the Lingguan Temple had such strength, she would have turned around and left, thinking that she was unlucky. Fortunately, although the Lingguan Temple was somewhat magical, it was not the aura that frightened her so much.

The Buddha Mother roared one after another, and the strange scriptures on her body became deeper and deeper, like lines of flowing ink, as if she was performing some kind of secret technique.

Immediately afterwards, her body continued to grow in size, like the sky and the earth, and in an instant she was as big as a mountain.

However, the dragon-binding rope also grew in size.

Her kneading skills became smaller, and the dragon-binding rope also became smaller.

No matter whether you are as high as a mountain or as small as a dust particle, the dragon-binding rope is tightly entangled, like the poison of the tarsus, and there is no way to escape.

Dragons are inherently capable of being big or small, and can appear or hide. Sometimes they lurk in the abyss, and sometimes they fly in the sky. The dragon-binding rope made from dragon sinews also perfectly inherits this magical power.

The golden dragon head had already wrapped around those arms and bit the Buddha Mother's neck fiercely.

In an instant, the Buddha Mother felt that the rate of loss of her mana was increasing rapidly, as if she was being sucked away continuously. It was a very desperate experience.

This magic weapon is so powerful that it is too difficult to deal with without the huge advantage of realm, not to mention that she has to suppress the magic sword.

At this moment, a figure slowly walked out of the main hall of Lingguan Temple.

He is walking on cloud shoes, wearing white clothes, his long black hair is scattered freely, his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes are extraordinary and handsome, especially the flaming eyes between his eyebrows, which add a bit of majesty and majesty.

He held the Sword Jue in one hand and controlled the Evil-Slaying Sword from afar, while he held the Spiritual Official Jue in the other hand to control the dragon-binding rope.

The Pure Yang Golden Pill was operating at full strength, causing little golden lights to appear in the depths of his eyes.

Dual-purpose, manipulating two magic weapons at the same time, that is to say, he now has a strong foundation and profound magic power. If he had cultivated the Pure Yang Golden Pill, he would probably be sucked dry by now.

Zhang Jiuyang and the Buddha Mother looked at each other. Although he was as small as an ant, and the Buddha Mother's golden body was as big as a mountain, her momentum was not inferior at all, and even overshadowed one of them.

"What a powerful demon."

He looked at the Buddha's mother with his heavenly eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

After cultivating the Pure Yang Golden Pill, he has become invincible in the fourth realm, and he has the confidence to fight even in the fifth realm.

This is the first time that I have been unable to completely defeat the opponent for a long time with all my strength.

You know, he has even sacrificed the dragon-binding rope now. Without this thing, it would be really difficult to suppress the demon.

Such a powerful evil spirit must have a strong background and cannot appear suddenly.

"Perhaps I should call you... Ghost Mother?"

Zhang Jiuyang asked again.

There is only one word difference between Buddha Mother and Ghost Mother, and the first thing he thought of was Ghost Mother.

But according to what Pei Qingchi said, the ghost mother has tiger-dragon legs, python eyebrows and dragon eyes, and bat-like wings, which are nothing like the thing in front of her.

"Stinky Taoist priest, how dare you be so arrogant in front of me?"

"Since you know my name, you should know how powerful I am. If my cultivation level hadn't declined drastically, today would have been your death!!"

The ghost mother stopped pretending and admitted her identity, her voice full of anger and resentment.

A tiger in a low position is bullied by a dog.

If she was still in the sixth realm, how could she be humiliated by a mere fourth realm stinky Taoist priest?

"It's really you?"

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes showed a hint of strangeness. He didn't expect that the ghost mother would play a trick under the lamp and hide in Yangzhou.

Moreover, she changed her strategy and no longer harmed people in a big way. Instead, she made pregnant women have difficult labor, disguised it as an accident, and then ate the dead baby and boiled the placenta.

She had already escaped, so why did she want to reincarnate again? Was she really not afraid of the mystery in the womb?

It should be noted that even the Painted Skin Master who had cultivated to the corpse-reincarnation immortal had a period of mystery in the womb after reincarnation, and his temperament would be greatly affected.

For example, his infatuation with his sister.

The ghost mother was only in the sixth realm at her peak, why did she want to reincarnate?

"Why do you bullies like to meddle in other people's business? Why do you have to pick on me?"

The ghost mother's voice became more and more resentful.

Most of the people who suppressed her back then were Taoist priests, and the guy from the Sword Pavilion even sacrificed his life to hurt her.

She had never taken the initiative to provoke those people.

Just eating some insignificant, lowly human children like ants, those people seemed to have an irreconcilable hatred with her, and they came up to fight one by one.

"Subdue demons and monsters, and enforce justice on behalf of heaven, these you will not understand."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes gradually became cold, and a trace of murderous intent emerged.

The ghost mother's struggle became weaker and weaker, and he gained the upper hand. The sword of beheading evil was about to break the palm that trapped it, and the dragon-binding rope even made cracks on the ghost mother's body.

The winner was determined.

The only thing he was hesitant about now was that the Ghost Mother knew the Nine Sons Immortal Technique. Killing her directly would certainly injure her, but it would also allow her to escape and come back again soon.

Let's try to suppress her with the Dragon Binding Rope.

As Zhang Jiuyang was thinking, the Ghost Mother suddenly gave up struggling and stopped resisting.

Clang!

The Evil-Slaying Sword escaped and cut off her two arms. The Dragon Binding Rope also strangled her Dharma body into several pieces and bit half of her neck.

Ah Li and Ao Ya both cheered.

Zhang Jiuyang's heart sank, and he had an ominous premonition.

Something was wrong. Did she want to commit suicide?

Just when Zhang Jiuyang thought that the other party was going to commit suicide and escape, something came out of the Ghost Mother's fang-filled mouth.

He was shocked, and his eyes showed surprise, and even his eyes narrowed slightly.

He recognized that thing. It was a string of eyebrow bone bracelets. Each eyebrow bone was crystal clear and white as jade.

The two-faced Buddha often played with this bracelet. At first, he wanted to use this brow bone bracelet to exchange Yin Mo Luo fruit with Zhang Jiuyang, but was rejected.

It is said that each brow bone on this bracelet came from a Buddhist monk.

The ghost mother has the bracelet of the two-faced Buddha!

In an instant, a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, and he thought of a detail that he had overlooked.

When the man came to Lingguan Temple for the second time, he told the cause and effect. At that time, because most of his mind was on refining magic weapons, he only had a rough understanding.

Now thinking about it again, he suddenly realized a key point... that wandering monk!

According to the man, he and his wife went to an abandoned Buddhist temple to ask for the Buddha Mother statue on the recommendation of a wandering monk.

The Buddha Mother is the ghost mother, and the wandering monk is probably the two-faced Buddha!

The two-faced Buddha and the ghost mother know each other, and they are probably quite close, otherwise how could he give away his own eyebrow bone bracelet?

You know, in the life-and-death battle of Sun Tianchi of Wanfu Tower, the two-faced Buddha was also injured.

The ghost mother is a big fish, she knows the details of the two-faced Buddha!

With this thought, Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed, and he controlled the dragon-binding rope to continue tightening, while the evil-slaying sword stabbed at the brow bone bracelet.

But he was still a step too late.

"Do justice for the heaven? Stinky Taoist, don't make yourself sound so good, I want to see what choice you will make next?"

The statue of the ghost mother was directly blown to pieces, and she decisively abandoned her Dharma body, and her soul flew out of her body to the main hall.

The dragon-binding rope followed closely, even the soul had to be tied!

But the brow bone bracelet suddenly burst into brilliant Buddha light, and then exploded one by one, and each explosion was equivalent to the self-explosion of a Buddhist monk.

This is undoubtedly a very luxurious use, but the effect is also surprisingly good.

The surroundings were immediately filled with wind and clouds, and the spiritual energy was surging and chaotic like a tide, shaking the entire Lingguan Temple, and the Buddha's light invaded almost every corner.

The world was upside down, and the five elements were in chaos.

The Sword of Killing Evil and the Dragon Binding Rope were both impacted and rushed far away, and A Li and Ao Ya were like kites with broken strings.

Not to mention the paper bird, even Ao Ya, who had learned to fly, could not control his body shape and was swept away with A Li.

Even Zhang Jiuyang, who had cultivated the Pure Yang Golden Pill, could not stand firm at this moment. The whole person was hit hard and crashed behind him like a cannonball.

The doors and windows of the main hall were posted with thunder and fire symbols, but they only lasted for a moment before they turned to ashes. The doors and windows were wide open and the wind was howling.

The whole hall was shaking violently, as if it would collapse at any time.

Taking advantage of this brief chaos, a soul quietly escaped into the pregnant woman's belly.

After a while, the shocking shock caused by the self-explosion of the eyebrow bone bracelet finally subsided, and many walls of the Lingguan Temple collapsed, but fortunately the statue in the main hall was still standing.

"It hurts, my stomach hurts so much!"

"I'm giving birth!"

"It's coming out!!"

The pregnant woman who had been knocked unconscious suddenly woke up and let out a cry of pain. The fetus that had been unwilling to come out for a long time was finally about to be born.

The soul is intact and reincarnated!

Wow!

Zhang Jiuyang stood up from the rubble on the ground. His skin was glowing with bronze. If you look carefully, you can see a faint silver light in it.

Full of power and masculine beauty.

He was unscathed, and the magic power shook away all the dust on his body. He put away his golden body and hurriedly came to the pregnant woman's side.

Under the eyes of the sky, I saw that half of the fetus was exposed.

Without any hesitation, he stretched out his empty hand, and two streams of light flew from the outside, one golden and one red. The golden one was naturally the dragon-binding rope, which turned into a golden belt and automatically wrapped around his waist.

The red one is the evil-killing sword.

Clang!

He held the evil-slaying sword with a gloomy look.

At this moment, he finally understood what kind of problem the ghost mother had given him.

At this moment, the life of the pregnant woman is at risk.

After the fetus is born, it becomes a life. Although she is the reincarnation of the ghost mother, she is just born in the mystery of the womb and has no memory. Except for some innate magical abilities, she is no different from ordinary babies.

Is it a bit cruel to kill?

And even if she is killed, the ghost mother can continue to be resurrected and make a comeback through the Nine Sons of Immortality.

But if we don’t kill him, who can know what this child will become in the future? Will he become the next painter?

No matter which choice you make, it seems to be a dilemma.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were cold and stern, silent, as if waiting for something.

I don't know how long it took, but a clear cry sounded, and the evil-killing sword in Zhang Jiuyang's hand moved accordingly.

kill!

The sword edge stayed in front of the baby's eyebrows. The sharp sword tip even pierced the skin, causing drops of blood to flow out, but it did not go any further.

The baby girl stared at a pair of big, pure eyes, looking at the sword between her eyebrows. She seemed to feel pain, her eyes gradually became moist, she pursed her mouth in grievance, and began to cry.

The cries of children are the most powerful way to inspire compassion in people's hearts.

Zhang Jiuyang's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but then he became firm again. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands, preparing to kill him.

If I don’t go to hell, who will?

As Yama, you must not be soft-hearted when faced with demons and evil spirits. Once they grow up, who knows how big a disaster it will cause?

But after all, the sword failed to cut down, not because he was soft-hearted, but because another hand held the sword's edge.

Yes, he was able to hold the edge of the Evil-Slaying Sword with just his hands, and he was not injured at all.

It was a crazy-looking old beggar. His feet were full of mud and his eyes were staring at Zhang Jiuyang, smiling foolishly.

"Have you seen my skin?"

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