Although Wu Sanhuang knew that he should not doubt his boss, Pei Miaode's words did not seem to be convincing no matter how they looked.

When the human race faces the demon race, it is at a disadvantage.

A martial artist like Zen Master Wuwang who relies on sacrificial weapons to kill magical demons is even rarer.

The evil python on Chilong Mountain is already on the verge of transforming the dragon. Even Zen Master Wuwang just used the sacrificial weapon to suppress it under the mountains. The ban was strengthened every previous period of time.

Wu Sanhuang is not optimistic about his new boss.

However, the failure to subdue demons is small. Once Pei Miaode, the most favored son of the queen, dies in his own jurisdiction, the matter will be a big deal.

Even if he lends it to Wu Sanhuang ten heads, he would not dare to joke about the fact that the nine clans eliminate joy.

"Sir, are you joking with me?"

Wu Sanhuang had a bitter face, but made up his mind to persuade the old man no matter what, even if he ran over to die, he would be better than this one rushing forward.

Seeing that the other party did not believe in his own methods no matter what, Pei Miaode could only take out the purple gold bowl from his sleeve.

"I am the direct master of Zen Master Wuwang, and I also hold a sacrificial weapon from the Wutian Temple lineage. At that time, I only need to touch the master's backhand, and that evil python has the cultivation level of Tongtian, and is destined to drink hatred today."

Pei Miaode's words sound like he was setting up a flag for himself.

But with his current strength, as long as he is not a demon master in the Dharma Realm, he can fight one fight at least. If he fights unexpectedly, it is not impossible to take the person away in one fell swoop.

"If you insist on going, please allow the officials to go with you."

Seeing that Pei Miaode had decided to leave, Wu Sanhuang had no choice but to ask his fellow travelers. If the situation was wrong, he could at least delay for a while to protect the third prince from evacuating.

Naturally, Pei Miaode would not agree to anything.

Chilong Mountain is steep and a cliff like a knife is rising from the ground. It is cloudy and sky above, and the dangerous peaks stand tall, which is daunting.

From a distance, the cliff seemed to be scorching by someone with a giant axe. When I walked closer, I saw clouds and mists, like a sharp sword, standing between the sea of ​​clouds, and as if there were many shackles that locked the valleys and valleys in it.

The Dragon Trap where the valley in the mountains is located is the Dharma prohibition used by Zen Master Wuwang to trap the red python.

"The pool at the bottom of the valley was taken to overcome the fire. The red python was suppressed at the bottom of the pond. Zen Master Wuwang's original intention was to use this pool of cold liquid to eliminate the violence of the red python."

Wu Sanhuang has been stationed here for more than 20 years, so he naturally knew some of the arrangements that Zen Master Wuwang had made.

"How come the evil python is a stubborn nature and cannot understand the good intentions of Master. I, Buddha, have compassion and Vajra wrath. Today, I asked my official to kill this evil animal for the people of Chetuo."

Pei Miaode took out the purple gold bowl and activated it with magic power. It immediately turned into a light curtain that covered the sky and the sun to cover Chilong Mountain.

Immediately, he held the demon-subduing pestle in his palm and drove it with the six-character demon-subduing prose, and there was a formation where only the demon-suppressing python dared to show its head and directly smashed its head.

It seemed that the demon python felt the murderous intent outside the cold pond. A whirlpool suddenly appeared on the calm surface of the pond. The whirlpool was spinning faster and faster, and something seemed to want to break free from it.

But the cliffs on all sides seemed to point sharp blades directly into the heart of the pond, and emitted a sword that was as sharp as a sword.

"Namo Huangtian Star Buddha!"

Pei Miaodeli praised, and the Dragon Cage, which was formed by the mountains, turned into a giant sword and penetrated it from top to bottom into the center of the pond. The power of the mountain range that had accumulated more than twenty years was liberated. The momentum was so huge that Wu Sanhuang, who was standing several miles away, felt vaguely unstable.

"Wuwang's old bald donkey, I finally escaped. If I don't avenge this, I will not turn into a dragon!"

A shattered red python with snake scales pierced by the energy of Wu Earth jumped out of the pond in a mess, unspeakable and wanton manner.

But before it could be happy for a while, the familiar fluctuations of Buddha power came from above the Wumen.

Chi Qiu subconsciously looked up and saw that the purple gold bowl emitted five-colored glass brilliance, as if a mountain had smashed heavily from the sky.

"I……"

Before Chi Qiu could curse, he was hit by the purple gold bowl and was sprayed with blood as if he was not worthy of money.

The successive injuries finally calmed down Chi Qiu from the joy of getting out.

Chi Qiu suddenly spit out a mouthful of poisonous fire from his mouth, trying to kill the little reptiles who were entangled with him first.

Although Changchun’s immortal magic can make people unable to invade all poisons, it did not say that it can control fire. Pei Miaode didn’t want to try whether his body could be burned by the poisonous fire of the red python.

Then a red light emerged from the middle of his eyebrows, making the red python unable to move. The demon-subduing pestle in his palm flew out of his hand, and slammed the red python's forehead with a thousand-pound force.

Chi Qiu is also a great demon in the magical power realm. Although his cultivation has declined a lot in recent years after being suppressed, his eyesight is still there. Seeing that the situation is unfavorable, he immediately made a decision in his heart. He sprayed out the inner elixir that was about to turn into a dragon pearl and immediately fled in another direction.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the purple gold bowl. Before Chi Qiu could react, he met a pair of stingy eyes and felt a dizzy turn.

Before he could break free from Huang Heng's illusion, he was beaten to pieces by Pei Miaode for a long time.

Even the Yin God was completely wiped out by the Buddha's light on the demon-subduing pestle.

"You kid is cruel and you don't see the compassion of monks at all. Those arrogant old people still want to deal with you, and I don't know if you are sad or they are sad."

Pei Miaode used weapon refining methods to combine the soul and the purple gold bowl. As the spirit of the weapon, Huang Heng has now completely accepted his fate. Not only did he tell the secrets of the demon clan to Pei Miaode, but he even helped Pei Miaode kill his kind without any mercy.

He can be called a hero among the evil spirits!

"The Buddha has compassion and the wrath of the Ming King. These demons do not want to teach, so I have to use the Ming King to send them to the Buddha to receive teachings first."

Pei Miaode acted with a reasonable and well-founded attitude, and Huang Heng almost believed it.

"Hmph, whoever is quarreling with you will have been a big trouble for eight lifetimes. Don't call me out again if you have nothing to do in the future."

Huang Heng said it hard, but he felt secretly happy.

As the Five Immortals, Hu Huang, Bai Liuhui never accepts anyone. The Huang family and the Hu family are good at the art of transformation. If we talk about fighting, they will suffer a lot of losses in the past.

Now that a red python in the realm of magical powers died in his hands, he really let out a sigh of relief, and even he liked Pei Miaode.

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Chapter completed!