Monk Sanhuo was also a simple method. After quickly killing Huang Daxian to death with one punch and one palm, he fought with Blind Bear.

Although he looked like a monk on the surface, he was ruthless and decisive when he took action, and he would greet him with all his weaknesses.

The battle was almost one-sided, and the two of them suppressed more than a dozen monsters without fear, and they were about to completely separate life and death.

At this moment, all the monsters stopped and stood respectfully back on both sides of the market.

At some point, a thin old man appeared in the market. He was less than one meter four in height, dark skin, and bones were all over his body.

Monk Sanhuo snorted coldly, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and then swung it hard, and the light green liquid fell on him and Zhou Bai's body.

Before Zhou Bai could react, he could only hear a voice transmission in his ear, saying, "This talisman water can cover up the breath, we will act according to the opportunity."

He looked at himself, his clothes covered with a faint layer of demonic aura, covering his body.

Zhou Bai did not make a fuss about this, but wiped the butcher's knife on the corpse of the wild boar and turned his head and looked coldly at the old man who suddenly appeared.

"The Lord is here."

In the black and white sight, the old man turned into a rat-headed monster. His gray hair was stained with some flesh and blood residue, his eyes were blood-red, and his eyes were full of tyranny.

Monk Sanhuo looked up at the rat demon and smashed the blind bear who was lying on the ground, and his flesh and blood mixed with brain matter splattered out.

He shook the filth on his palm, stood up, and watched the mouse demon suddenly appear with Zhou Bai.

"Cough...cough..." The mouse demon looked at the miscellaneous demons around him with some disgust, and then cleared his throat.

"The banquet is about to begin, and the king of Nanshan is in love. It is better to come up and gather together."

After these words, the monsters present started to whisper. They had no vision. They thought Zhou Bai and the others were humans, but they didn't expect that they were little monsters.

"Quiet!!" The mouse demon was a little annoyed. It shouted sternly, and the monsters around it stopped talking in an instant.

"A group of miscellaneous monsters whose hair has not yet faded, don't even think about going to the banquet of the King of Nanshan. I think it's beautiful!!"

It looked at Zhou Bai and the others and made an invitation gesture: "Two, please climb Yueshan."

After saying this, the mouse demon turned around and ran up the mountain road on all sides, regardless of what the two of them looked at.

As soon as these words were said, even Zhou Bai was a little surprised, but the Sanhuo Monk beside him seemed calm and composed.

"Where are these monsters?" Zhou Bai's eyes showed a murderous aura, and he asked after looking around.

"It's just some miscellaneous monsters, so don't have to work hard." Monk Sanhuo said the miscellaneous monsters, and he also heard about it.

Miscellaneous demons are the same as lonely ghosts, and they are very shallow in their own Taoism. Ordinary people can deal with them even if they master the skills.

Next is the little demon, half of his body has transformed into a human body, corresponding to the resentful ghost, and only those who have mastered magical powers can deal with it.

The blood demon and the evil ghost are above. The former has completely shed the demon body, while the God of Anu is the latter.

Monk Sanhuo could no longer hold back and nodded to Zhou Bai, and then chased after him with big steps.

Zhou Bai was not in a hurry to go up the mountain. For him, as long as he was a demon, no matter what kind of cultivation he had, he would not want to let go.

These monsters originally thought he was about to leave, but they had just breathed a sigh of relief, and then they only saw a cold light burst out from the butcher knife that Zhou Bai was holding.

The closest fox demon was directly slashed by this sword energy, and a head soared into the sky. It seemed that it had not reacted yet.

The three most difficult monsters have been killed by Zhou Bai and Monk Sanhuo, and the remaining native chickens and tiled dogs are naturally not rivals.

Even though they tried their best to escape, they were all killed by Zhou Bai who was chasing him.

After this battle, there were a little blood on Ming Diansi's black shirt, and he put away the butcher's knife again, and the evil aura on the blade was even stronger.

Zhou Bai understood that this monster was completely different from a ghost, especially in terms of spiritual intelligence, and is no different from ordinary people.

However, these are just some miscellaneous monsters, with the demonic power on them all over. He has never fought against the real monsters, and he doesn't know what their methods are.

After rushing up the mountain road, Zhou Bai mastered the perfect Five Animal Show, with a long breath and running all his strength. In just ten minutes, he caught up with the figure of Monk Sanhuo.

The other party looked at him in surprise. He thought that the Ming Diansi had chosen to retreat, but he still went together. From the blood on his body, it could be seen that Zhou Bai killed the miscellaneous demons and came up again.

"It's a killer." Monk Sanhuo nodded in his heart. He knew that these people from Mingdiansi had always been killed. If there were traces of monsters in a place, even a chicken or dog would not be left behind.

"What do you know about this Nanshan King, monk?" Zhou Bai asked in a deep voice, and the other party knew he was prepared at a glance.

Monk Sanhuo thought for a while, and replied: "I have been in Panshan Temple for so many years. Naturally, this King of Nanshan was entrusted by his master to kill him."

"Why don't you tell the Ming Diansi?" Zhou Bai was a little surprised. Why did you have to wait for so many years with the Ming Diansi's methods?

Monk Sanhuo beat him up: "This Nanshan King is timid by nature, so naturally he will not be caught by Mingdiansi."

While speaking, they had reached the end of the mountain forest, which was halfway up the mountain of Yueshan.

A majestic temple appeared among the trees, with blue bricks and red tiles, and statues of Arhats stood around.

There is a plaque hanging on the temple, with three big characters "Nanshan Temple" written on it.

"This is..." Zhou Bai was stunned for a moment.

"Don't care, this Nanshan King has always regarded himself as a Buddhist disciple." Monk Sanhuo sneered.

The gate of the Buddhist temple was closed, and the two of them did not rush to enter.

Zhou Bai looked at it with his yin and yang eyes, and the temple buildings quickly corroded, and in the blink of an eye it turned into ruins. The so-called Vajra Arhats turned into hell Shura.

Monk Sanhuo also noticed his abnormality and turned to look at Zhou Bai: "Yin and Yang Eyes, they are really good magical powers, but Buddhism has five-eye magical powers that can be compared with it, among which the Tian Eye is similar to its effect."

"Sky Eye? It seems that Taoism has this statement too." Zhou Bai was also interested in the supernatural powers of Buddhism and Taoism, so he asked.

"The methods of opening are different. The five eyes are divided into the naked eye, the heavenly eye, the Dharma eye, the wisdom eye, and the Buddha eye. For Buddhism, as long as it is opened, it is a supernatural power that can always bless itself."
Chapter completed!