True Immortal of the Netherworld

The Purple Blood Demon Lord, the Purple Wind Demon Lord, and the Purple Shadow Demon Lord roared in unison, and their voices seemed to come from the devil's abyss, which was very harsh.

At the same time, the most primitive blood power in their bodies resonated in some way.

The devil's blood boils.

Puff puff puff, puff puff puff——

There were several bloody holes on their bodies that opened on their own.

Visible to the naked eye, purple blisters sprouted from the broken areas. The purple blisters merged together and splashed, but purple blood flowed.

The Three Demon Lords have the blood of the Yuan Demon, and their purple blood is the blood of the Yuan Demon.

"Not good!" The little golden jade monk who was holding up the Qiankun alms bowl and casting spells suddenly realized something was wrong. "Their blood of the demons is corroding the Tathagata's Golden Lock Technique blessed by me. It won't take long before I use the Qiankun alms bowl to kill them." Seal them and they will be free early."

In just a few breaths, half of the golden chain locked outside the body of the Three Demon Lords was corroded by the demonic blood and broken.

The golden monk's eyes flashed, and he immediately had murderous intentions, "If we can't seal them, we will have to execute them on the spot."

Thinking of this, the golden jade monk changed the sealing method of the Qiankun Bowl into an attacking method.

He held the Qiankun alms bowl in his left hand, and kept rubbing the surface with his right hand while silently reciting the magic spell in his heart.

Then, he threw it with one hand, and the Qiankun Bowl hung in the air above his head.

With the blessing of the power of his magic technique, the Qiankun alms bowl was spinning, and it was about ten feet long in the blink of an eye.

On the surface of the Qiankun alms bowl, the shadow of the golden dragon wanders, overflowing with strings of Buddhist and Sanskrit characters.

The power accumulated on the entire Qiankun alms bowl became stronger and stronger, like a golden sun, and then a tall golden mountain appeared.

"With the power of the Nine Thousand Gold Mountains that I have cultivated and blessed it on the Qiankun alms bowl, if it falls down, the souls of these three guys will be blown away."

At this time, the Three Demon Lords also saw the movements of the Golden Jade Monk.

"Quick, this demonic monk wants magic weapons to hit us."

"We fought him hard."

"Bring out our strongest technique."

All changes happened faster than the golden jade monk expected.

All the golden chains locked on the body of the Three Demon Lords collapsed.

The three demons broke free from the restraints, their bodies twisted and merged into one body, and they were ten feet away in the blink of an eye.

The Shizhang Vajra was born with six arms, and three heads were drilled out one after another, namely the Purple Blood Demon Lord, the Purple Wind Demon Lord and the Purple Shadow Demon Lord.

"The soul blood is a sacrifice, the demon blood resonates, the Yuan Demon is undefeated, the three bodies merge into one, the Yuan Demon King Kong!" The three heads shouted in unison.

"The magic curse - Vajra Transformation!"

At the same time, the aura of the Three-headed King Kong has reached the level of the virtual fairyland.

Although the Virtual Immortal Realm is just the threshold for the first glimpse of the Immortal Plane, it is an existence much higher than the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

The powerful demonic aura burst out from the body of the three-headed King Kong, and the world was dyed purple.

The little golden jade monk had no time to be surprised, so he used all his strength to push the Qiankun alms bowl high in the air and smash it down.

"Smash it for me!"

The little monk Jinyu, like Xu Yang, has practiced the Golden Buddha Holy Body Sutra.

The Golden Jade Monk has practiced the Golden Buddha Holy Body Sutra to the ninth level. The surface of his bones is engraved with the pattern of nine thousand gold mountains, and he possesses the power of nine thousand gold mountains.

With this blow, the golden jade monk poured all the power of the nine thousand golden mountains into the Qiankun alms bowl.

"The magic weapon technique - Nine Thousand Gold Mountain Fall!"

Buzz!

The void trembled violently, the magic weapon flew down, and was covered with the shadow of a huge golden mountain.

The big guy with three heads and six arms was naturally unwilling to sit back and wait for death.

Its six arms move together, hugging each other tightly, and three punches are combined and thrown out.

"Fist technique—Three Diamond Hammers!"

The wind of the fist rolled, and it suddenly transformed into a lion, sometimes a tiger, sometimes a leopard, and finally merged into the shape of a monster with a lion's mane, tiger eyes, and leopard teeth.

This kind of scene is more appropriate to say that it is an attack and a defense than an attack.

Golden mountains overlap, monsters surge, they collide, and monsters and Buddhas compete for supremacy.

Boom boom boom, boom boom boom.

The sound of explosions was endless, the demonic wind swept hundreds of miles, the golden light shone thousands of feet, and the rocks fell from the Demonic Blood Peak.

After a long time, the two's power against each other was exhausted.

Although the Qiankun Bowl smashed the big guy with three heads and six arms to a bloody head, it didn't knock him down.

The Qiankun alms bowl spun backwards, became the size of a palm, and fell back into the golden jade monk's left hand.

At this moment, the Qiankun alms bowl seems to have just been taken out of the treasure refining furnace. It is red all over and emitting white smoke. The little goldfish in it is blowing out smoke and is extremely depressed.

The little golden jade monk quickly collected a mouthful of natal essence and blew it on the little goldfish. The little goldfish said in human words: "Thank you, Master, for saving me, little Jin."

The little monk Jinyu said: "Xiaojin, you have tried your best. Next, you should have a good rest."

With that said, the little golden monk put the little goldfish into the fish water bag and kept it close to his body.

The three-headed and six-armed Yuan Mo Vajra opposite, with its head bruised and bleeding, looked even more terrifying.

The head of the Purple Blood Demon Lord said: "This guy broke my head. I'm so angry. What should I do next?"

The head of the Purple Wind Demon Lord said: "What should we do? Cut his body into eight pieces and serve it cold."

The head of the Purple Shadow Demon Lord said: "Don't add salt, I just like to eat the original flavor."

His appearance is terrifying, and his words are even more terrifying.

The little golden monk curled his lips and said: "It's not good to fight and kill, but it's even worse to eat people. I don't know how the mother of the three of you educated you when you were young. If I have the chance, I will definitely bring you to Tathagata. Go to the Tathagata Hall and read the Tathagata Sutra.

On the surface, the golden monk has not changed his talkative nature and speaks easily.

In fact, the golden jade monk was making a calm judgment in his heart: "Demon Blood Peak is originally a place of demon blood. He has the advantage of fighting against these three demons here. Moreover, this guy has the power of the virtual fairyland." My body is far beyond the performance of ordinary humans in the Immortal Realm. If I were alone, I might be able to escape, but there are hundreds of stick monks behind me, and I cannot put them in a desperate situation..."

The three-headed and six-armed guy didn't give the golden monk any time to continue thinking.

A ten-foot-long body rushed towards him, and he kept waving his six arms, fists, swords, and shadow demon spins, attacking in turn.

The golden monk can only fight and retreat.

The situation of the battle suddenly reversed.

After seeing the three demons fused together, three hundred demon soldiers had completely suppressed the golden jade monk, and their morale immediately exploded.

"The three Demon Lords are worthy of being second only to the Demon Lord among the demons in our Western Region. They transformed into the rumored Yuan Demon King Kong, with three heads and six arms, and it turned out to be true."

"Kill, don't let these monks with sticks escape."

"Yes, no one can let go."

"The Lord Demon Lord said that he wanted to eat the golden and jade holy son, so we grabbed some stick monks and went back to roast them."

"Hey hey hey."

On the other side, hundreds of stick monks saw the golden and jade little monk being suppressed by the three-headed and six-armed demon king, which was like cold water poured on a hot fire.

"My Buddha, there really are monsters with three heads and six arms in this world."

"Not even the Golden Jade Saint is a match for this monster."

"The monster is clamoring to eat people. It's so scary."

"Will we also be eaten by him?"

The morale of the stick monks was low, their formation was suddenly in disarray, and they were suddenly surrounded by three hundred demon soldiers from the opposite side.

At this time, the voice of the golden jade monk was delivered to the ears of each stick monk.

"All the stick monks listen to the order. The demon-suppressing formation requires a lot of physical strength and cannot be used any longer. Don't mess around. Ten people form a foot formation. The ten formations echo each other to form a ten-city golden soup formation. I have a way for you guys with three heads and six arms. Respond. I swear as the Golden Jade Saint of Tathagata Hall that I will return every one of you to the Golden Buddha Temple safely."

Hundreds of monks with sticks could hear clearly, and the words of the little golden jade monk were resounding, and they were all grateful.

"The Holy Son of Gold and Jade has not given up on us, change the formation!"

"Ten Cities Golden Soup Formation!" Hundreds of stick monks shouted in unison.

The formation changed rapidly. Hundreds of stick monks were divided into ten groups, each forming a circle. The ten circles were connected with each other and kept rolling.

Three hundred demon soldiers were unable to find the weak point of this formation, making it difficult to launch an effective attack.

The situation reached a stalemate.

…

The three-headed demon becomes more and more courageous as he fights. Every time he consumes mana, he will directly swallow the demonic energy in the surrounding void.

For ordinary people, these evil spirits are poison that disturbs the soul. But for the Three-Headed Demon Lord, it is a spiritual elixir that replenishes the body.

As time went on, the golden monk fell into the disadvantage of weak physical and mental strength.

boom!

The golden monk was unable to dodge and was hit on the shoulder by the three-headed demon lord's fist.

His body spun seven or eight times in mid-air and fell to the ground, making a big crater.

In the big pit, the white cassock on the shoulders of the golden monk was dyed red.

"What should I do? What should I do?" The young monk, as calm as a golden jade, became unable to calm down at this moment.

"Behind me are the lives of hundreds of stick monks."

The golden monk's hand happened to touch the wine gourd on his waist. The purple wine gourd was the same style as the one Xu Yang wore. It was given to him personally by Xu Yang when he and Xu Yang were separated in the Southern Territory last time.

"Xu Yang, good friend." The golden jade monk whispered to himself.

"There is nothing that I, Xu Xiaoxian, cannot do." Looking at the purple wine gourd, Xu Yang's words seemed to ring in the ears of the golden monk.

The jade monk's chaotic mood immediately calmed down. He first sealed the acupoint on the injured shoulder with his sword fingers to stop the blood loss, then smiled and whispered: "Thank you, friend Xu Yang."

He straightened his body and said word by word: "There is nothing that my golden little monk cannot do."

He raised his head and glanced at the towering Demon Blood Peak, and he made a decision in his heart.

The golden jade monk stared at the three-headed demon king who was charging towards him, and said loudly: "Do you dare to go to the Demon Blood Peak for a decisive battle with me, the Holy Son?"

After saying that, the golden jade monk turned around and ran towards the Demon Blood Peak.

At this moment, the three-headed demon king is becoming more and more crazy under the stimulation of the evil spirit. And on the Demonic Blood Peak, the aura of demonic evil is even more intense, which is most suitable for their martial arts.

This is also the reason why the Demon Lord deliberately sent three people to Demon Blood Peak to perform the mission.

In a place like Demon Blood Peak, the Three Demon Lords will never fail.

"Devil Blood Peak is originally the holy land of my Yuan Demon clan."

"With the blessing of the Holy Land's demon power, we are invincible."

"Catch him, don't let him get away."

"It is rumored that this young monk is the reincarnation of Buddha. His meat must be very fragrant."

"Not only is it fragrant, eating his meat can give us three Jiazi's skill and longevity."

The three heads of the Three-Headed Demon Lord were shouting and chasing the golden jade monk in front of them up to the Demon Blood Peak.

The little golden jade monk was running, observing, and thinking in his mind: "Lead these three monsters farther away, and the hundreds of stick monks who come with me will be safer. Demonic Blood Peak, my little golden jade monk is here."