Ling Qing has not taken action since he went to Phoenix Mountain, and it was not his turn to take action.
None of the monsters that jumped out to block the road were kind.
He didn't bother to explain, so he just watched Fa Hai being killed.
When Mr. Jinwu came out, he wanted to capture him and ask him something.
But before he could stop him, Master Jinwu was burned to ashes by Fahai's vajra fire.
When Dharma King Jin Bo came out, he heard him telling Fahai that he had received the shadow of the Buddha in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Ling Qing felt somewhat clear in his heart.
After seeing him poisoning Fahai, I wanted to ask him more clearly.
As for Fahai, Lingqing is not worried.
Not to mention that the golden bowl did not fly away, even the golden dragon on his body did not manifest. Obviously, the poison could not kill Fa Hai.
However, this Golden Cymbal Dharma King was quite vicious. After meeting him, he would spray poison on him without saying a word.
Ling Qing had no choice but to take out the Hundred Poisons and Ten Thousand Gu Flags and collect the poisons.
Since this poison can poison Fahai, even if he is immune to all poisons, he is not willing to try it himself.
Facing the two flying centipede hooks, Ling Qing waved the Wan Gu flag.
A rustling sound sounded, and as soon as more than 10,000 Spirit Sword and Golden Cicada Gu flew out of the flag, they disappeared into the air and disappeared.
Dang dang dang, a fine crashing sound sounded.
The flying centipede hook flying in mid-air was continuously stabbed by the invisible spiritual sword Golden Cicada Gu.
Not only was he unable to stabilize his body, but the barbs were chipped off little by little, and then dense cracks began to appear.
The King of Golden Cymbals felt sorry for his treasure and wanted to take it back.
This was the first treasure he had made with his own hands using his own pincers. Even if his own son wanted it, he was not willing to give it to him.
Now that he saw what tricks Ling Qing had used to destroy these hooks, he naturally did not dare to be careless.
However, before he could take it back, he heard a clicking sound and the two flying hooks broke inch by inch.
It disappeared before it hit the ground, without even a trace of dregs.
It turns out that first the famous golden cymbal was damaged, and then the double hooks that had been treasured for many years were damaged.
Dharma King Golden Cymbal said angrily: "You devil, how dare you destroy my magic weapon!"
As soon as he pulled up his dharma robe, the red Buddha light that filled the sky shone towards Ling Qing.
But before the Buddha's light fell on Ling Qing, it first illuminated the densely packed spiritual sword Golden Cicada Gu around his body.
King Jinbo suddenly froze, and he saw that the nearest Spirit Sword Gu was pointing between his eyebrows.
He slowly put away his magic power, for fear of disturbing the Gu insect.
The flying centipede hook was made from the hardest pincers on his body. It couldn't withstand the bites of these Gu insects, and it seemed that the carapace on his body couldn't withstand it either.
"Real person, true person, it's all a misunderstanding. It's just a little demon who has no eyesight and doesn't recognize the real person's face. I hope the real person can forgive me." Jin Bo Dharma King said with a flattering smile.
"I ask, you answer." Ling Qing said calmly.
"Yes, the little demon must have told you everything he knew." King Jin Bo breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled.
"Have you really studied Buddhism in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva?"
"Real person, that's all bluffing. When the little demon just gained enlightenment, he passed by a Guanyin Temple and found a Buddhist scripture there.
Later, after reading it, I realized that it was a scripture written by the Bodhisattva, so the little demon dressed up as a monk and claimed to have learned the Dharma from the Bodhisattva. "The Dharma King Jin Bo did not dare to hide anything and told the truth one by one.
"So, you were lying to me before?"
"Don't dare..." Jin Bo Dharma King was about to say more, but suddenly felt that his voice was not right.
Looking up, he saw Fahai standing in front of him intact.
His eyebrows were lowered, but there was no compassion at all. On the contrary, he was overflowing with murderous intent.
"The little demon just wants to live, please forgive me, Master, please forgive me!" King Jinbo felt the murderous intention of Fahai, his heart was cold, and he kowtowed quickly.
"But I can't spare you." Fa Hai raised his hand, and the purple gold alms bowl emitted a ray of Buddha's light.
The King of Golden Cymbals screamed and transformed back into his original form, which turned out to be a large golden-red centipede.
"Take it!" Fa Hai turned his palm and the golden bowl was taken back into his palm.
He looked down and saw one of the centipedes scurrying around. He snorted coldly and immediately used the Vajra Fire to burn it to ashes.
And splashed in the soil.
Ling Qing watched from the side and said nothing.
It wasn't until he finished all this that he came to the demon cave and rang the golden bell in front of the cave with a snap of his fingers.
Dangdangdang~~
With the sound of bells ringing, the monsters all over the mountain suddenly panicked.
"Come on, the king is ringing the bell to gather the demons."
"Hurry up, hurry up, you will be punished if you are late."
"..."
After a while, near Phoenix Mountain, all the little demons under the command of King Jin Bo gathered in front of the demon cave.
There are about a hundred or so little demons in this group, and they are clearly divided into two parts.
Some of them were generally of higher cultivation and turned into incomplete human forms, holding weapons and noisily pointing at Ling Qing and the others.
However, there are not many little demons in this part, only twenty or thirty.
The reason why there are so few left is because all the others were killed by Fahai.
The other part is lower in cultivation and has untransformed beasts.
He shrank aside cautiously, not daring to make a sound, but peeked at Ling Qing and the two from time to time.
"Okay, all the monsters have gathered here, so I can go look for them one by one." Seeing that no other monsters were coming, Fa Hai prepared to subdue the monsters.
"There's no rush." Ling Qing stretched out his hand to stop him.
"What? Are you going to protect them?" Fahai looked at him and said.
“People are good and evil, monsters are good and bad.
Not all demons commit evil acts on their own initiative. Some little demons have a difficult time attaining the path and do not dare to commit evil acts.
I was oppressed by Dharma King Jin Cymbal before, will I still be killed by you? "Ling Qing still stopped him.
"Forget it, let's see what you do." Fahai looked at him for a while and took a step back.
Ling Qing flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and a wave of mana spread out, and suddenly there was silence in front of the cave.
The pointing little demons were sweating on their foreheads, but they couldn't move at all.
"King Jin Bo has committed many evil deeds and has been executed.
The two of us will not commit murder in vain. Now that we have this lotus platform here, if you had not committed any sin in the past, your sin would not have led to death.
Sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform will protect you from any problems. "
As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a lotus platform with blood-red flames appeared in front of each little demon.
"Red Lotus Karmic Fire?!" Fahai's expression changed involuntarily when he saw it.
If he had seen the red lotus karma fire before, he would have really not been afraid, but now that he is haunted by inner demons, he doesn't know if he can withstand the red lotus karma fire.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but cautiously took a step back.
Although they didn't know the group of little demons, they felt the aura on the lotus platform and didn't dare to go up.
"What? Isn't it possible for me to invite the poor Taoist?" Ling Qing asked in a deep voice when he saw that they were not moving.
"I don't dare." After the little demons had just been restrained, they knew that they could not escape no matter what.
Immediately, he stepped forward with a trembling step. Seeing that the flames did not burn his body, he breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on it with his whole body crossed.
"The Indestructible King of the Great Village"
After all the little demons sat on it, Ling Qing thought.
The lotus platform beneath them suddenly erupted in blood flames and enveloped them.
Before they could scream out in surprise, they fell into inner interrogation.
Then one after another, little demons turned into torches, turning into ashes without even wailing.
When the flames extinguished, the red lotus dissipated, and only a little spiritual light drifted into the netherworld.
In the end, only forty or fifty little demons were left huddled aside.
The leaders were two rabbit spirits with five hundred years of experience.
