He Xiaotian is truly the only one who can force an old demon who has been practicing for thousands of years to explode.

The power released by collecting essence and blood for a hundred years is not worthy of the Buddha's light on the Desert Demon Suppression Monument.

Perhaps, when I just suppressed the Three Demons, even five hundred years ago.

The big demons must be afraid of the Demon Suppression Monument three points, otherwise.

The legend of the sacred mountain will not be passed down for a hundred years in the secluded world.

But a thousand years have passed in a blink of an eye, and the Buddha power in the stone tablet has been consumed for a long time, so where is there any threat?

The only thing worthy of praise is that there is probably nothing else except hardness.

The surging demonic energy is like an erupting volcano, surging.

The entire starry sky completely dimmed.

The huge claws vaguely tore the space apart.

Fortunately, the wind was extremely powerful, and even if the insect king was blown, he would die and die.

Seeing this, tens of thousands of scavengers took a breath.

Horrible!!

If this terrifying palm came to them, it would seem that they could only wait for death with their eyes closed.

Resist?

Don't make a fuss, who can withstand this!

And I'm afraid that the x they highly praised are at risk of failure.

Although He Xiaotian was so powerful that he beat the big devil.

But after all, there was no real war between the two, and the body size was there, so people could not think about it in a worse direction.

What's more, most people have never seen He Xiaotian take action, so they have to hear that they don't see him.

Of course they hope that x can withstand and win the final victory.

reason?

There is nothing else. Once x loses, they will naturally be the ones who resist the big devil.

Who would die if he could live?

It’s just a natural thing. Even when I joined the scavenger, I had already made preparations for sacrifice!

I have to say that the great devil can become a mortal enemy of Buddhism, and is only sealed in the sacred mountain before he dies, so he still has some real skills in his hands.

Even with such a simple palm, a top-down slap.

They all give people a feeling of falling sky and sinking.

On the palm of the hand, the forces of the five elements are entangled and intertwined, and they are born and destroyed.

Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are trapped in a strange balance.

But it seems that every kind of power is the strongest.

The oppressive force, which was as majestic as the great waves of the river, came to He Xiaotian, making him unable to escape and unable to escape.

You can only stay where you are and choose to resist.

The blood-red eyes of the big demon were flashing with excitement, bloodthirst, pleasure, and even some annoyance and regret.

Thousand years have not used their physical body to kill people, but just relying on their residual souls to cause trouble.

How could he not be excited and bloodthirsty!

The pleasure is because the human being who constantly humiliated him, stepped on his dignity on the ground, rubbed his feet hard, is finally going to become history.

No, he can extract He Xiaotian's soul and absorb it into his body.

Forever, you will torture the other person with evil fire.

The blood of the strong man who can be collected with great effort is just for a moment of speed, and I feel a little annoyed and regretful.

If He Xiaotian had not been involved in this bastard, he would not have had to sacrifice like this.

Tens of thousands of scavengers outside?

It’s not that his great devil has a high vision, but that his current strength is not as good as the secluded world where the strong people are everywhere.

Those who dare to come to the sacred mountain to seek opportunities are at least about the fifth grade.

Environmental factors are there, and the energy tide has only been more than half a year.

The strength of most people in the scavengers is indeed a bit terrible.

Tens of thousands of people combined are probably only worth the average essence and blood that the big devil burst out at this moment.

Overall, he lost a lot.

"boom!!"

Finally, before the big devil could breathe a sigh of relief, I found that the touch was not right.

There seemed to be an extremely hard thing that was pressed into his palm.

"Buzz!!"

The overwhelming Buddha light suddenly burst out from the palm of the arrogant devil's hand, making people unable to open their eyes.

"Boom"

The great devil took back the giant palm of the sky, and saw a monk wearing a Vairocana and a cassock. He held a tin staff in one hand and a jewel in the other. He was sitting down with a lotus.

"Ksitigarbha!!"

This title is filled with pain, anger, and depression.

It is just a piece of stone tablet, but it has such incredible power.

Although his strength has been greatly reduced, he is far inferior to before.

But it is not something that can be stopped by a stone tablet that has been corroded for thousands of years.

Otherwise, why could the previous man in black be overturned?

But the scene at this moment forced the big devil to believe it.

The stone tablet still has great power to survive.

Ksitigarbha has seven meanings: one can produce meaning, which is a metaphor for Bodhisattvas to produce all good deeds. The second can capture the meaning, which is a metaphor for Bodhisattvas to absorb all good deeds in the heart of great enlightenment. The third can carry the meaning, which is a metaphor for Bodhisattvas to carry all sentient beings, from this shore where the sufferings are intertwined, and to the cool other shore. The fourth can store the meaning, which is a metaphor for Bodhisattvas to contain all wonderful deeds. The fifth can maintain the meaning, which is a metaphor for Bodhisattvas to always hold all wonderful deeds and increase them. The sixth can rely on the meaning, which is a metaphor for Bodhisattvas to rely on for all sentient beings. The seventh is firm and unmoving meaning, which is a metaphor for Bodhisattvas to be the wonderful heart of Bodhi, as strong as Vajra, and cannot be destroyed.

Of course, the power of Ksitigarbha in the Demon-Suppressing Monument cannot reach this level.

Otherwise, He Xiaotian would not have to practice and would just carry the stone tablet and push the entire secluded world. It would not be a problem.

But even so, it can be as strong as a Vajra and unbreakable.

At least, the current big demon cannot explode with all the essence and blood to compete with it.

The blood-red eyes of the mummy showed confusion and disbelief.

Even though he lived for a thousand years, he still couldn't figure it out.

Why can the Ksitigarbha Demon Suppression Monument be able to release such powerful power?

Unfortunately, the old antique, Big Devil, is not clear about the world.

There is a kind of person called Krypton Warrior and the existence of Hangby.

As long as the money is in place, nothing is impossible.

You are not weak because of poor skills, but just because you have no krypton gold.

If you don’t recharge, how can you become stronger!

"You still dare to resist?" He Xiaotian stared at his eyes, and the big devil wasted all the pepper noodles on his body with one palm. His storage space was only one barrel, and there was no extra. The drunken man He Daruo was furious.

Is it sincere?

This wine cannot make him enjoy it!!

"Who are you with?"

Accompanied by the loud shout, He Xiaotian waved the Dizang Demon-Suppressing Monument, fought against the face of the big demon, and sucked it hard.

Eight hundred arhats +8, kill evil +8, and eighteen levels of hell +8, released one by one.

On the stone tablet lingering in the Buddha's light, eight hundred bald figures with their hands clasped together could be vaguely seen.

Every shadow provides a considerable bonus for this.

The Buddha's light is not peaceful and becomes dangerous.

There seemed to be a roar of Vajra inside, trying to eliminate the devil and defend the way.

"boom!!"

One blow hit the big devil's face.
To be continued...