The appearance of the monk immediately attracted everyone's attention. Especially after learning that he was the descendant of Patriarch Qinglian, there was even more hope in his heart. When Patriarch Qinglian was at his peak, not to mention in this Western Region, Even in the entire Saint Yuan Continent, it is a resounding existence, second only to the Supreme Buddha, the most holy person in the world, who is the real nemesis of the demon clan.

Samba has been clamoring here for too long, and many people are paying attention. This is a huge blow to the dignity and face of the human race, and morale has been damaged. The impact was almost gone.

If no one from the human race appears to fight, the demon race can use this morale blow to launch a second round of attack. It is almost conceivable that if the demon race launches a second round of attack at this time, The human race will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

The appearance of the monk, not to mention whether Samba can be killed, at least allows the people to breathe a sigh of relief, see a glimmer of hope, and feel that Buddhism still has geniuses.

With the cold wind blowing, Samba stopped shouting and stared at the monk opposite without blinking. The sneer at the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger, and the murderous intention burst out from his eyes. The people who are demons hate monks the most. In history, the heavy losses caused by Buddhism to the demons are unimaginable.

If the demons were allowed to capture the Great Leiyin Temple, not a single Buddhist would be able to survive, and they would all die miserably.

　"What a little monk, I didn't expect that your Buddhist sect would have a genius like you, but your appearance can't change the situation. Although the Buddhist sect can restrain my demon clan, my big magic spell can't. You can restrain it, unless your Great Compassion Mantra appears in this world, but unfortunately this is impossible."

Samba said.

"Even without the Great Compassion Mantra, I can still kill you."

The monk's tone is also extremely arrogant. He is now full of Buddhist righteousness, plus cultivation Having just been promoted to the sixth level of the Great Sage, how could he be afraid of a Samba when he was so heroic?

"Really? Then let me see what you have, the Unparalleled Magic Wheel."

Samba immediately moved as he spoke, and his whole body was covered with blood. The steaming magic flames and the huge unparalleled magic wheel, which was a hundred feet in size, were shot out by him again. The huge magic wheel was like a devil's face, so cold that there was no emotion at all, and it fiercely pressed down on the monk.

"Bah!"

The monk clucked, his eyes turned golden, like two scorching suns, and the Buddha's light rising into the sky carried mysterious Sanskrit words. , at this moment, the monk seems to be the incarnation of Buddha, unique in the world.

Boom...

The monk cast the Fudo Myoyo Seal, a huge seal.When unfolded, Fudo Myooh's face was so majestic that it made people admire him, and he collided with the unparalleled magic wheel.

The sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. This was a head-on contest between Buddha and Demon, the collision of two masters. This was the ultimate display of dual energy. The void was shattered in one fell swoop.

Kick, kick, kick...

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Samba was knocked back for the first time. He was knocked back several steps before he stabilized. Looking back at the monk's body, the majestic body stood motionless in the void. His body was covered with golden light, as if the real Buddha was alive.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of countless human beings, they all became excited for the first time.

"Well, the descendants of Qinglian Ancestor are really extraordinary, they actually drove away this Samba."

"It's amazing, I didn't expect that such a powerful person would appear in Buddhism again. He is a genius, quite like the Qinglian Patriarch back then."

"Don't be too happy, because Samba hasn't cast that terrifying spell yet."

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Many people were excited. The monk covered up Samba’s edge as soon as he came up. This was a great stimulus to the morale of the human race. Big Thunder Many eminent monks in the Yin Temple became unhappy. They all knew that Master Ran Feng had a disciple, but they did not expect that he had grown to such an extent.

The relationship between Daleiyin Temple and Qinglian Mountain has never been good. Now that the monk has really grown up, if he wants to turn around and take revenge, there will be no one in the entire Daleiyin Temple like this little monk. opponent.

"What a bald donkey, you really have a lot of potential. You are much better than those so-called geniuses in Shengyuan Temple, but that's about it."

Samba was also shocked, but he didn't care because he was very confident in his magic spell.

Samba’s momentum began to change. He kept spitting out bursts of magic words from his mouth, and magic lines appeared all over his body. Those spells turned into a black magic realm, instantly covering the entire battlefield. , even the monks were shrouded in it.

"This is an authentic great curse. This person must have the highest bloodline of the demon clan."

In the distance, Master Ran Feng looked worried. He is now Although his cultivation was not very strong, his knowledge was extraordinary, and he could see Samba's strength at a glance.

But at this time, Han Yan on the side fell into another artistic conception. His black eyes stared unblinkingly at the demonic realm evolved by the curse in front of him, with brilliance in his eyes. Move, whispering silently.

If we talk about bloodline, Gu Tianmo is the highest ancient bloodline of the demon clan. At this moment, Han Yan,He was using his noble bloodline to carefully observe this great curse. After Gu Tianmo's bloodline was fully opened, he could even clearly hear the difficult to understand spell in Samba's mouth.

The great curse has evolved into a demonic realm. This demonic realm is like an illusion. People who fall into this illusion are destined to be devoured by Samba.

Samba turned into a giant monster, staring at the monk with terrifying eyes, and he let out a wave of magic from his mouth: "Soul-eating!"

Only a humming sound was heard. The sound is endless, and the invisible waves are like a rippling spiritual snake, burrowing deep into the monk's soul.

The monk was shocked and felt a slight throbbing in the depths of his soul. Now he finally understood the horror of this great curse, and even more so how the two geniuses died tragically. Under the attack of this curse, the opponent will temporarily lose consciousness and become a lamb to be slaughtered, almost certain to die.

However, the monk has pure Buddha nature, and the ancestor Qinglian’s relics are fused with immortal spirits. Although he is also affected by the great magic spell, the impact is not very great, at least not like Nalan Yu was eaten alive like Gu Shuangtan.

　"The seal of the Fudo King."

　"The seal of the Fudo Lion King."

　"The seal of the Fudo King."

The monk shot three Buddhist supreme seals in succession, and the three huge Buddhas evolved into their true bodies. They firmly protected the monk with their horns and launched powerful attacks at the same time.

"What a monk, he can resist my great curse."

Samba was even more surprised. Since he mastered the great curse, he has rarely met an opponent. Today He even killed the two great geniuses of Shengyuan Palace when he came up. Unexpectedly, he was blocked by a monk now.

Rumble...

Within the Demon Realm, powerful attacks continued to come out. The void had been completely shattered and turned into chaos. The scene was extremely terrifying. The man, the monk and Samba fought fiercely, but they could not help each other.

Samba was surprised, and the monk was equally surprised, because apart from the power of the Great Magic Curse itself, Samba himself was also extremely powerful, and could not be compared with ordinary geniuses.

"What a powerful monk. He can actually be indistinguishable from Samba. From this point of view, he is much better than us geniuses from Shengyuan Temple."

"Not necessarily, the monk is indeed scary, but he is not necessarily stronger than us. The reason why he can fight against Samba lies in the skills he practices. Buddhism has always been the nemesis of the demons. But it seems that it is impossible for the monk to kill Nasamba.”

"What he cast is the three supreme seals of our Buddhism. They have also disappeared for a long time. It seems that he has obtained the inheritance of Qinglian Patriarch."

"No matter what, monk Not being killed by Samba is a boost to our morale."

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Many people are shocked by the strength of the monk, not to mention the monk and the saint. Comparing it with the genius of Yuandian, just from the monk's confrontation with Samba, this is indeed the most unparalleled genius in Buddhism for hundreds of years.

In the other direction of the battlefield, at the edge of the void, three figures were looking at the battlefield intently. Two people and one dog were none other than Jiang Chen, Dahuang, and Gu Zheng. .

In the past few days, Jiang Chen has been practicing in seclusion in a micro space. He was found by Gu Zheng before, and he was going to come to meet Samba for a while, but he saw the monk fighting fiercely with Samba.

"Damn, how fierce is this guy now? He is already a level 6 saint."

The big yellow dog couldn't help but say.

"This is normal. The monk has received a great opportunity. If he did not have the current achievements, it would be abnormal."

A smile emerged from the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth, regarding the changes in the monk. , completely within his expectations. In his opinion, after absorbing the relics fused with the fairy spirit, if he did not have such achievements, he would seem to be a bit incompetent as a monk.

"The young monk is indeed strong, and he is worthy of being the descendant of Qinglian ancestor. However, if this battle continues, it seems impossible for the monk to kill Samba. He can fight with Sangba. Ba Zhan is evenly matched, which is pretty good. If you really want to kill this demon genius, I'm afraid you will need to take action yourself."

Gu Zheng looked at Jiang Chen.

"The monk has just grown up and needs this kind of training. Let him fight for a while. If it doesn't work, I will take action."

Jiang Chen said, this Sang Banai is the top genius of the demon clan. If he can be absorbed by the Ancestral Dragon Tower, the fourth level can be completely condensed, and even the fifth level will take shape.

"Gu Chen, this Samba's magic spell is too powerful. If it were you, are you sure about it?"

Gu Zheng asked, Gu Shuangtan and Nalan Yu was already dead, so Jiang Chen was still extremely worried when he faced this terrifying madman.

"Don't worry, elder, I will definitely avenge Gu Shuangtan."

A cold light flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, although the relationship between him and Gu Shuangtan There was no emotion, but when he was building the pagoda, Gu Shuangtan had stood up for him. Now that Gu Shuangtan was dead, he would naturally kill Samba to avenge him.