Chapter 2539: Fierce monk

The loud chanting sounded in my ears.
"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, looking back is the shore!"
Lu Yi and Longhuang turned around almost at the same time, and saw a bald monk wearing a cloth, walking out of the sea of ​​suffering, wearing a string of skulls around their necks and holding a diamond descending magic pestle in their hands.
"It's him!" Lu Yi was surprised, and said, "The fierce monk in the sea is him. It's strange, I didn't feel the slightest vitality before, why didn't he die?"
"It should be the use of Buddhism supernatural powers. As far as I know, Buddhism has many supernatural powers that can make people enter the state of suspended animation." Longhuangdao.
"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​The fierce monk said, "The two benefactors, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and the shore is back!"
The Dragon Emperor took a serious look at the fierce monk and said, "Thank you for your advice and goodbye!"
The strength of this fierce monk was not weaker than the spirit of the previous swamp, the Dragon Emperor didn't want to grow out of the way, and took Lu Yi to prepare to leave.
"brush!"
The fierce monk swayed and stopped in front of him, blocking the way of Dragon Emperor and Lu Yi, and said: "Two benefactors, the road ahead is fierce. Let's stay and be a companion for the poor monk!"
"Master, we have important things to deal with, please let us go." Lu Yi said.
A smile appeared on the monk's face, and he said, "It's easy to let me go, you guys, save your lives!"
"Do you want to kill us?" Lu Yi's eyes fell cold, and he said coldly: "Although I don't know where you came from, you still can't kill us with your cultivation."
The fierce monk smiled without saying a word, and didn't mean to give way at all.
The Dragon Emperor stepped forward, his clothes fluttering, there was no trace of murderous in his body, he was very calm, staring at the fierce monk, and said, "Don't you?"
"The poor monk said, if you want me to leave, you can leave your lives."
boom!
The Dragon Sovereign didn't talk nonsense, and shot directly, an aura of suppressing the eternal and unreliable eruptions erupted from him, terrifying.
The golden fist blasted out.
"Amitabha!" The monk clasped his hands together and declared a sacred sign. Suddenly, the whole body was covered with a golden light, and the precious appearance that set him off was solemn, like a Western Heavenly Arhat.
"when!"
The Dragon Emperor slammed the fierce monk with a punch, making a sound like a metal crash. The fierce monk stepped back, his body unharmed.
"The body of the Immortal King Kong!" Lu Yi exclaimed.
"The benefactor has a good vision." The fierce monk chuckled and said: "This Buddhism magical power, the poor monk has not yet reached the realm of Dacheng, but it can also block a little power."
"The emperor does not want to be enemies of Buddhism, get out, I will not kill you!" Dragon Emperor said.
He just tried it out, and the strength of that fierce monk was not low.
The fierce monk was not afraid, and said with a smile: "Donor, the poor monk will say it again, if you want me to let go, then I will save my life!"
"Since you don't know what's good or bad, then you can't blame me." After the Dragon Emperor finished speaking, he took another step, the sun, moon and stars disappeared in his eyes, and the vicissitudes of life changed.
Monk Yu seemed to see something. This time he did not sit and wait for death, but rushed towards the Dragon Sovereign directly, with a mighty momentum and high fighting strength, causing the void to buzz and tremble, and resonated.
but.
As powerful as him, it can't stop the Dragon Emperor.
"expensive--"
The Dragon Emperor's left hand used the True Dragon Fist. In an instant, the dragon's voice shook the sky, and his right hand evolved the technique of the true dragon. Suddenly, the fierce monk's body flew out, as if it were a clay figure, his body shattered and couldn't stop it. Live the Dragon King with a blow.
"puff!"
The fierce monk vomited blood and was wounded all over his body. He was blown away thousands of miles away, and his body exploded in the void, splashing blood and bones, which was terrible.
The Yuanshen was almost smashed by the Dragon Emperor's punch.
Lu Yi was shocked. He observed that the strength of the Dragon Emperor seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. He guessed that most of the Dragon Emperor's cultivation base was gradually recovering.
At this time.
The shattered body of the fierce monk quickly recovered, and the golden light filled his body. He looked at the dragon king and said: "The poor monk has gone away. I didn't expect the donor to be a real dragon. It is so good. The sea of ​​suffering has not seen a living creature for many years. If you stay with me in the sea of ​​suffering, I can let another donor leave."
"Dreaming!" The Dragon Sovereign looked cold, and shouted: "Lastly, I will give you a chance to let you go?"
"Since the donor is so persistent, don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless." After the monk said, a black mist suddenly appeared on his body. With the howling of ghosts, the breath of the monk rose rapidly.
Boom!
The sea of ​​bitterness boiled, and a terrible scene appeared. I saw a blood-stained path leading to the depths of the seabed. On the left side of the road were countless bones, and on the other side was a red blood donation.
"With my blood, call upon the soul!"
Monk Fierce set foot on this road, and then sprinkled his own blood on the bones.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and some weird sounds came from the depths of the sea of ​​bitterness, like crying and laughing, including joy, anger, sorrow, and hairy back.
"Senior, shall we go?" Lu Yi was a little uneasy.
"It's too late." Dragon Emperor said.
Lu Yi looked up and saw that the bitter sea in front of him was already boiling. It was strange to say that it was obviously dark water, but it had a strong smell.
At this time, there was another weird voice.
"Kacha, Kacha..."
Lu Yi looked down and saw that the bones on the bottom of the sea slowly stood up. Although their movements were stiff, the murderous intent on them was indeed real.
Moreover, there are more and more bones, and there are tens of thousands of them.
"He is summoning the resentful spirit." Lu Yi's expression changed. If he was entangled by these resentful spirits, it would be a big trouble.
Monk Yu continued to pay homage with his own blood, those bones' movements changed from slow to natural, and then they walked out of the sea together to surround Dragon Emperor and Lu Yi.
This scene is terrifying.
Looking around, the pitch-black sea is full of white bones, as if you are in the Jiuyou Underworld. If you are timid, you will be scared to death.
"Two benefactors, I advise you to stay with me, otherwise, don't blame the poor monk for being ruthless." The monk triumphantly smiled.
"Use sorcery to summon resentful spirits. With this alone, you are not worthy of being a Buddhist disciple." The Dragon Emperor said to Lu Yi, "Give me Xuanyuan Sword."
Without hesitation, Lu Yi handed Xuanyuanjian to Dragon Sovereign.
"This sword is the number one divine sword in ancient times. Although it has no sword spirit, it is the nemesis of the evil things in the world. With it in hand, no matter how many resentful spirits there are, it will only be destroyed."
After the dragon king finished speaking, he pierced his finger with a sharp blade, and a drop of dragon blood immediately stained the blade. In a moment, Xuanyuan Sword was on the edge.
"cut!"
The Dragon King slashed out with a sword, and the terrifying sword light was like a nine-day dragon, destroying tens of thousands of bones in an instant.
Upon seeing this scene, the monk's expression changed drastically, and he wanted to escape, but it was too late, and Xuanyuan Jianluo quickly fell towards the top of his head.