"My Buddha is compassionate!"
In the underground palace, after Li Ziye took away a Netherworld, the pressure on Sanzang was greatly reduced. One-on-one, he beat the Netherworld in front of him to a bloody head.
Even if the Buddhist beads are not in his hands, Sanzang has the courage to defeat all enemies with his iron fists.
"boom!"
The two fists collided, and Mingtu's figure flew out and hit the stone wall. Suddenly, the entire hall shook violently.
However, surprisingly, the walls of the hall actually blocked this violent impact.
The underground palace can experience the erosion of time. Obviously, it is not just as simple as the solid stone.
Except for the entrance deliberately left by Sa Zu, other places are blessed by magic circles. It is not easy to break through.
"Amitabha."
Sanzang rubbed his sore fists and rushed forward again.
They all have the ability to regenerate, no one is afraid of whom!
"boom!"
A netherworld, a demon monk, fighting head-on, black air flow turbulent, the situation is extremely violent.
Compared to Sanzang's side, the other two battle situations were much gentler.
Mainly, Bai Wangyu and Zhouhu were both one-on-two, and in order to delay for more time, they both chose a defensive battle.
"The style of a gentleman."
When the two Netherworld statues came to attack, Bai Wangyu turned the sword in his hand and swung his sword. Haoran's righteous energy surged and knocked all the two Netherworld statues away.
“Today’s young people are so amazing!”
Not far away, Zhouhu noticed the situation of the other two battles, sighed, and slapped a Netherworld statue out with a slap. At the same time, he swung the golden ring knife in his hand and chopped the chest of the second Netherworld statue until it was full of flesh and blood. turn.
In the three battles, the three of them fought fiercely. Although they seemed to have the upper hand, the Black-Eyed Netherworld was immortal after all, and the three of them could not gain a real advantage.
In fact, as time goes by, the three of them will run the risk of running out of energy at any time.
On the most critical side of the battle, Li Ziye activated the Taishi Sword and forcibly swallowed the blood of the black-eyed Netherworld in front of him.
"Roar!"
Black-eyed Mingtu looked up to the sky and screamed, struggling violently, but his body was trapped by the beads and it was difficult to break free.
Gradually, on the chest of Black-Eyed Netherworld, Taishi's sword edge was born, refining the power of Netherworld, returning to Taishi, and repairing the sword edge.
Not long after, Black-Eyed Mingtu fell powerlessly, and the edge of Taishi's sword returned to its original state.
Li Ziye pulled out the Taishi Sword and looked at the repaired half of the sword with a strange look on his face.
Give it a try.
"Get out of my way!"
Li Ziye shouted, quickly forming a seal with his left hand, and his whole body's energy rose sharply.
"Heaven and earth are natural, Taiyi is mysterious, Yin and Yang unite into one hundred qi, Xuantian, serve as thunder!"
With the true energy poured in and the thunder surging, Li Ziye used the Taishi Sword as a weapon to reproduce the Taoist spell.
In an instant, the Taishi Sword burst out of the air, thousands of thunders surged, and the thunder light illuminated the entire hall, its power was several times greater than before.
Upon seeing this, Sanzang, Bai Wangyu, and Zhouhu retreated immediately.
A moment later, thousands of thunders descended and struck the five Netherworld figures.
"Roar!"
The five Netherworld figures were swallowed up by the thunder, and they let out painful and angry roars from their mouths.
Amid the thunder, the auras of the five Netherworld figures weakened rapidly, and within a few breaths, nearly half of them had dissipated.
Ten breaths later, the thunder dissipated, and Bai Wangyu and the others immediately stepped forward and took action to restrain all five Netherworld figures.
Outside the battle, Li Ziye staggered, his head covered with sweat, and his energy was almost completely drained.
"Amitabha."
Sanzang noticed the former's condition and asked with concern, "Brother Li, are you okay?"
"fine."
Li Ziye responded with a tired look and said, "It's just that they are a little weak. Little monk, use your prayer beads to tie them all up."
"good."
Sanzang responded and joined forces with Bai Wangyu and Zhouhu to tie all the six Netherworld figures together.
"He's not dead yet?"
Looking at Mingtu who was stabbed by the Taishi Sword, Zhou Hu sighed with emotion, "Fate is really great."
"They are inherently immortal, and with their regeneration abilities, they can recover completely quickly."
Li Ziye said solemnly, "We have to find a way to deal with them."
"We can only seal them first and then think of another way."
On the side, Bai Wangyu suggested, "Otherwise, once their strength is restored, Sanzang's beads will not be able to bind them."
"Amitabha, isn't it a bit cruel to seal them?"
Sanzang thought for a while, then said with a look of unbearability, "Why don't we send them to the fire array or the thunder array to be saved?"
"That makes sense!"
When Li Ziye heard this, he couldn't help but praise, "Little bald donkey, you are really getting smarter and smarter."
"Can those magic arrays kill them?" Bai Wangyu asked with some uncertainty.
"It doesn't matter."
Li Ziye replied, "If you can't kill them, you can also make them infinitely weak. As long as they can't escape in a short time."
There are six here, three in the Mutation Land, and at least a few thousand in the Underworld, which doesn’t seem to be much.
Love it however you like, if you have too many lice, it won't itch. If you have more than six lice and less than these six, it doesn't matter.
"Then do as the Buddha and the young master say."
Hirutora grinned and said, "Throw them into Sazu's formation."
After the four of them finished speaking, they took the six Netherworld statues back the same way and returned to the fire formation in the third hall.
Then, Li Ziye threw two Netherworld statues into each of the three formations of fire, wind and thunder.
The reason why they were not thrown into a magic circle was because they were worried that the magic circle would be overloaded and would be forcibly broken open by Hades.
"Amitabha, good, good, good."
Seeing that all the six Netherworlds were trapped in Sa Zu's magic circle, the three of them chanted the Buddha's name and briefly prayed for the six Netherlands.
May the Buddha bless and take them to the bliss of the West as soon as possible.
"What should we do now?"
Bai Wangyu asked, "Are you going out?"
"Of course not going out."
Li Ziye responded, "How can it be that the remains of Sazu are just this worthless broken sword?"
While speaking, Li Ziye deliberately said the word "worthless" loudly, for fear that the young monk would ask for favors from him.
"Amitabha."
Sanzang couldn't help but roll his eyes, and endured it temporarily for the sake of the treasure that might appear next.
"Young Master, I think the inheritance of Sazu is probably around the stone palace just now."
On the side, Zhouhu said with a solemn expression, "And those Netherlands are more like the guards inherited by Sazu. Otherwise, with Sazu's ability, there is no need to keep so many supercilious Netherlands. It's not impossible to get rid of them."
"It makes some sense."
Li Ziye nodded thoughtfully and said, "Let's go back and search again to see what else is around that temple."
So far, the ruins of Sarzu should only reveal the tip of the iceberg.
Sazu is the master of Taoist magic, and the legacy he left behind will not be just this.
While thinking, Li Ziye and the four of them rushed towards the previous stone palace again.
"Amitabha, Brother Li."
"Um?"
"If there is any more treasure, I will give it to the young monk 10%."
"oh."
