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Volume 1 In the Human World Chapter 130 Reversal

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    ¡°There is no¡­ heaven¡­ teaching!

    The monk in white stared at the three black lights rising from the smoke and muttered gloomily to himself.

    After thinking about the reason why he came here, the monk in white suddenly turned his head and stared at the woman in white who was protected by the demon army.

    I saw the woman in white glance at me and then look away.

    Even though the monk in white clothes had a firm Zen mind, he was also angered at this time.

    Put your hands together and recite the Buddha's name.  The monk in white suddenly pushed out with a palm, and the vast Buddha light, accompanied by rolling Sanskrit sounds, carried flying sand and rocks, and struck towards the woman in white.

    The woman in white snorted coldly and raised her hands lightly.

    A white ribbon, like a white python, flew out of her cuffs.

    Like a goddess scattering flowers, countless circles formed in the sky.  In an instant, the Buddha's light that pressed over him was thrown into pieces.

    "Your Highness, do you not want to give an explanation to this poor monk?" The monk in white stood up quickly, glared at Bai Susu, and asked in a deep voice.

    At this time, no matter how slow the reaction of the monk in white was, he knew that he had been tricked, and the trick was terrible.

    A sarcastic smile appeared on Bai Susu's lips, she glanced at the monk, and said softly: "The devil never needs to give an explanation to anyone when he does things!"

    Turning around, looking at the monk in white who was trembling with anger, Bai Susu said calmly: "Master wants to explain, why don't you go to the devil instead of embarrassing the little girl?"

    While confronting the monk in white, Bai Susu's fingers hidden behind her back moved slightly.  The figure also began to secretly retreat backwards.

    The monk in white squinted his eyes, his eyes flashing with light.  The white robe all over his body suddenly stopped being blown by the wind, causing dust to scatter.

    Then, the monk in white put his hands together and took a step forward.

    As soon as he took one step forward, a ray of Buddha's light suddenly fell from the sky and enveloped him.

    The dharma body of the Fudo Ming King, holding a dharma weapon, appears again.

    Huge pressure rushed towards him.

    The elite demon soldiers blocking Bai Susu all spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

    Bai Susu's face changed slightly, she snorted coldly, and waved her hands repeatedly.

    A transparent barrier condensed into shape instantly, protecting it inside.

    And just when the monk in white was about to take action with anger, three streams of light and flying arrows came from the sky above the dispersing demon army.

    After that, it landed with a bang.

    After the flying dust settled, three old men in black clothes with sinister aura appeared in front of Bai Susu.

    "Hey, Fudo Myoto Dharmakaya?" An old man in black clothes couldn't help but let out a light sigh when he saw the white monk in front of him. After looking up and down, his eyes were full of greed.

    The next moment, the old man in black suddenly flashed and appeared in front of the monk in white. He stretched out his withered hand and reached into the monk's heart: "Give it to me!"

    When he was about to get close to the monk's chest, the palm that looked like a dead tree suddenly turned into sharp claws shining with black metallic luster, carrying a sinister aura. It was obvious that he was going to go directly through the monk's chest and grab the opponent's Buddha.  Heart.

    "Conquer the devil!"

    The monk in white had a cold look in his eyes, and his body glowed with golden light.

    Countless mysterious golden runes came out of his body and lingered around him.

    As soon as the rune with a chilling aura came out, the old man in black who felt the powerful and destructive aura within it quickly stepped back.

    He tilted his head and took a look. The monk, who was covered in golden light, sneered: "He does have some skills!"

    The next moment, the eyes of the old man in black suddenly narrowed, a crazy and fierce look came out, and he sneered: "But, this is not enough!"

    There was a deep roar, and the black robes all over his body moved seamlessly.

    Like a whirlpool, the vitality of heaven and earth swarmed in, forming a shadow of a huge bat with a dark body, blood-red eyes and sharp fangs above the head of the old man in black.

    The old man grinned, showing the fangs in his mouth.  Then, two red lights suddenly shot out from the eyes of the old man in black.

    ? ?Open your arms, push your feet hard on the ground, and your whole person will fly up instantly.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????? Overhead, a huge bat phantom screamed sharply, carrying black demonic energy surging all over the sky, and rushed towards the white-robed monk on the ground with his hands clasped together and his golden body motionless.

    The monk in white had his eyes closed and his heart was as heavy as water.

    After feeling the cold air blowing on his face, the monk pushed it out with one hand.

    In front of him, a ball of light condensed from the BuddhaThe huge golden palm, with a rolling sound, struck the swooping bat.

    The old man in black rushed toward him, his eyes were tiny, his face looked crazy, and he roared: "Broken!"

    Then I saw the huge bat swooping down, which once again expanded several times.  The billowing demonic energy surrounding the old man's body also surged to the extreme like an erupting volcano.

    With a crash, the golden palm instantly fell apart.

    The monk in white had a look of pain on his face and spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff.

    The bright red blood sprinkled on the white monk's robe was shocking.

    The old man who was rushing towards him burst into laughter after seeing that the blow was effective. He felt happy in his heart.

    Then, the whole person was like a meteor falling into the atmosphere, with the sound of howling wind and billowing demonic energy, suppressing it with overwhelming force.

    But, just when the black bat was about to devour the monk in white.

    A blood-red sword energy cut through the space and came roaring.

    The old man in black suddenly shrank his pupils, and with palpitations, he temporarily let go of the monk in white in front of him, turned his head, pulled out the magic knife, and held it in front of his chest.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    A violent explosion sounded.

    The demonic energy that enveloped the old man in black was instantly dispersed.

    The old man in black suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and the blood in his chest rushed up uncontrollably.

    With a pop, black blood spurted out.

    The old man in black groaned and backed away quickly.

    At the same time as he pulled back, the two companions who were originally standing in the distance watching the battle, seeing that the situation was not going well, immediately withdrew and rushed forward.

    One of the old men, wearing a bloody lotus flower on his chest, threw the injured man in black behind him.  He took a step forward, narrowed his eyes, stared at the Black Rakshasa opposite, at the entrance of the palace, and said gloomily: "The Holy Lord of the Undead, he is indeed worthy of his reputation!"

    "But" the old man in black smiled sinisterly, staring at the black Rakshasa with a dead look in his eyes, and casually took out a small black square cauldron from the Qiankun bag he carried with him.

    "Today in front of my Nine Nether Purgatory Cauldron, even if you have great abilities, you can't fly!" The old man in black smiled sinisterly, and his cold and stern tone made people feel terrified.

    The moment the old man took out the small cauldron, the black Rakshasa's lazy eyes suddenly condensed.

    That small tripod is no bigger than the palm of your hand.

    However, the moment it was taken out, the terrifying energy contained in it suddenly triggered changes in the world.

    Suddenly, fiery red clouds burst into flames in the dark sky.

    The flames, filled with violence, despair, and cruelty, suddenly rained down like heavy rain.

    To be continued

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