After the black robe appeared, a demonic aura that soared into the sky revealed the identity of the visitor, and the one who came must be a demon king!

This black-robed figure was burning all the cultivation of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, ready to turn around and devote himself to the last reincarnation of his Buddha, or appear behind him during Nirvana.

When Guanyin, Samantabhadra and Manjushri had no time to react, they reached out and pulled out a brilliant sword from somewhere, and gently stabbed a sword at Dashizhi.

It is hard to describe the charm of drawing this sword. It would be so light and without a trace of fireworks, it quickly passed through the body of the tranquil life and death without a trace of fireworks. It had a sword energy that divided the yin Yang and cut off life and death and stabbed Dashizhi quietly. After this sword, the dark gate in front of Dashizhi flashed and disappeared.

After stabbing the sword, the black-robed demon king quickly retreated, pushed it a few hundred feet away, and stood quietly. From the moment he appeared, he only took one tenth of his breath to less than a tenth of his breath.

"I also think that the Monkey King is right. You Bodhisattvas are just bed bugs. You need to step on them hard and kill them." The voice came out, as plain as if the strange sword was not stabbed by him.

Guanyin's face was a little ugly. At first, he did not find the black-robed demon hiding beside him. When he suddenly appeared, there was a hint of "joy" in his heart. He understood that Dashizhi is definitely the most vulnerable time. After burning hundreds of lifetimes of cultivation, he is now only the relic golden body. As long as he destroys the relic golden body, he will die immediately, and there will be no "Mahashizhi Buddha". Guanyin can also protect his "senius" face.

After Guanyin took a deep breath, a god with extreme anger appeared on his face. He shouted: "Demon, do you know what you did just now? You killed a Buddha, a Buddha!"

...

After being pierced by the black robe, the body that looked old was drooping, and a large amount of pure gold blood began to gush out from the wound of the sword. The wound was like a huge spring, and the blood gushed out was as endless as a river, and it was like a pouring rain on the earth.

After a few breaths, the flesh and blood on Dashizhi's body began to collapse like an illusion being cracked, and it turned into the smallest gold particles floating in the sky little by little.

The conversation between the demon king and Guan Shiyin seemed to have not affected him. He did not even change his expression. He kept lowering his head and looking at the golden blood that kept gushing out of the wound, watching his body gradually disappearing.

After a few breaths, Dashizhi's body trembled, raised his head, and looked like a great enlightenment on his face. He quietly said, "The Monkey King said very well, I am a monk. What is a Bodhisattva? What is a Buddha? What is a bed bug? Isn't it all the same? Under the way of heaven, I will suffer for life and cannot be transcended. I will eventually be a bed bug." After that, Dashizhi smiled with relief, revealing a few uneven teeth, and memories appeared on his shriveled face, and the god of nostalgia seemed to have seen something.

Guanyin, Samantabhadra, Manjushri, and even the black-robed demon king opened their eyes wide and looked at Dashizhi in frightened with their mouths, as if they had seen him for the first time. They were all frightened by Dashizhi's remarks.

Dashizhi didn't care about the expressions of the few people, and he bent his legs and sat cross-legged in the sky, gently waved his sleeves in the air, and then focused on tearing the tattered robes and monk robe on his body, regardless of the scattered body.

After Dashizhi waved his hand, Lei Hao, Bull Demon King, Sun Wukong and other demon kings had a pious expression on their faces, and a divine light appeared in their dull eyes.

"Brother Jiao, why are you here now? But you missed a war." The awakened monkey king said loudly as soon as he saw the black-robed demon.

The Bull Demon King also said, "But the old dragon saved me?"

The black-robed demon king turned out to be the dragon demon king, the second brother of the seven great saints.

The Dragon Demon King laughed twice, and his laughter was like a night owl. After laughing, he said, "I have arrived a long time ago, but I haven't appeared before time. I hide from the side and watch the brothers fight and plunder the formation for the brothers."

When the Lion Camel King heard this, he shouted loudly: "If I had known that you were old dragons aside, I wouldn't have to wait so hard just now. I vomited so much blood, and I don't know how much blood food I had to eat to replenish it."

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The demon kings ignored the ugly gods of Guanyin and the three Bodhisattvas who were beside him and greeted themselves. The three Bodhisattvas were determined to take action and calculated the strength of both sides. Three to eight. Even if their strength was one level higher than the demon kings, they still lost to four hands with both fists.

As for Dashizhi on the side, he was still trying hard to tear the monk's robe on his body, but his hands were trembling and became increasingly weak. His skin was pale and there was no trace of blood. His body was still shattering, and now he was like a skeleton slashing his skin.

The scene was a strange stalemate. Guanyin and Samantabhadra Manjushri did not dare to take action. He wanted to return to Lingshan, but he did not complete the Buddha's decree, but he also lost the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta. How could he have any face to go back? The demon kings took into account the strength of the three Bodhisattvas, and the new and old friends were gathering together now, making a lot of fun, and they didn't have time to pay attention to the three Bodhisattvas. As for the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta who was still dispersing, they all used him as the background and ignored him.

After half a stick of incense, the great momentum of only one skull and a few bones was left, finally tore off the monk's robe. At the last moment of his life, he violently hit his upper and lower jaws, making a strange loud sound: "I am the bowl of the second prince Mo Ke." Then it turned into a golden particle and dispersed with the wind.

In the battle of Jilei Mountain, the Bodhisattva of Dashizhi in Lingshan was destroyed!

The last voice of the Great Strategy stopped the demon kings who were still talking nonstop, making them feel a chill and also made the three Bodhisattvas feel cold.

Lingshan and Heavenly Court suppressed the demon clan for so many years, and countless little demon kings have died. Even some stunning demon kings have not escaped the fate of their fall. However, the strong men and masters from Lingshan and Heavenly Court have not lost a single person for thousands of years.

Today, one person fell in this Jilei Mountain. He was still a master who had been famous for a long time. The major demon kings who calmed down felt a little uneasy. The Bull Demon King stared at the disappearing void in a daze and whispered to himself: "Now, I can't hide it anymore."

Lei Hao's eyes flashed and he thought to himself: "The leisurely riko is over, and it will be difficult for him to live in the future."

It was really raining and wind filled the building...

The three Bodhisattvas were also a little nervous. The four great Bodhisattvas were the cultivation of many Buddhist Bodhisattvas, the four highest among the killings.

The three of them are Bodhisattvas under the command of Tathagata Buddha. Because Ksitigarbha, one of the four great masters, was in charge of the eighteen levels of hell, and could no longer participate in the attack on Lingshan, he joined the four great masters. Bodhisattva Mahakara is a Bodhisattva under Maitreya Buddha and a junior after the enthronement of the gods. Now Bodhisattva Mahakara has fallen for the first time with them...

After a few breaths, the Bull Demon King, who was the landlord, spoke slowly: "This is the end of the battle today. My brothers gathered together and I have no time to fight with you again. As for the matter of Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta, no matter what advice Lingshan has, my king's Jilei Mountain will continue. However, the matter of Ri has arisen because of me. I hope Lingshan will not vent his anger on the entire demon clan, just come for me." A faint voice, a disdainful tone, and his domineering aura was revealed.

As soon as the Bull Demon King finished speaking, the Lion Camel King's voice sounded. Even though he had some energy, the Lion Camel King's voice was still arrogant. "Old Niu, you say this, you look down on me as a old lion. I originally had a grudge against Lingshan forbiddenly. Now I will kill Dashizhi. If Lingshan wants to fight, I will fight with my Lion Camel Mountain."

"Including me, the Macaque King."

"And I, King Yu,"

"The great trend was killed by me personally, how can I miss this king?"

"Brothers, you can't miss my grandson."

"My king's foundation is in Beijuluzhou. I can't stretch my hand so long. Then I am waiting for you to come in Jilei Mountain."

Lei Hao thought for a while and said, "Since all brothers are like this, then I will also help Brother Niu in Jilei Mountain."

The sounds of the rising and falling sounded, and the Bull Demon King was extremely moved, but there was a little speech on his face. After a while, he said, "We all call you brothers. Now I, Lao Niu, are willing to be different brothers with you. What do you think of you brothers?" Lao Niu's voice trembled, obviously he was very moved."

"After all my brother's arrangements," the demon kings said loudly in unison, all with excitement on their faces, and Lei Hao was the same.

"Niwa is above and Houtu is below. Many sages of the demon clan witnessed it together. My cow demon king (Jiu Demon King, Peng Demon King, Lion Camel King, Macaw King, Monkey King, Lei Hao) has become brothers today. He does not seek to live in the same year, but to die in the same year. If there is any violation, both body and spirit will be destroyed." Several demon kings bent their knees and knelt in the void, shouting loudly. The sensational sound sounded in the sky of the Jilei Mountain, rolling like thunder.

The seven great saints finally got together, but there will never be seven great saints in this world, and only the eight great saints will be there.

The three Bodhisattvas were always by their side, looking at the swornship of several demon kings coldly, with a sneer on their faces. After the swornship of Guanyin, they said coldly: "Very good, very good, everyone thinks that I am a mud-made in Lingshan. I recognize you."

After saying that, the three Bodhisattvas turned into three golden lights and rushed towards the west.

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