At this time, a monk from the country happened to pass by.

The monk felt an extremely powerful resentment in him and knew that he had killed many people.

then.

Just start a big fight with him.

The two sides did not know how long the battle lasted, but in the end the monk was exhausted and used up all his means. He could only seriously injure the monster but could not completely kill it.

The monk was helpless.

He could only sacrifice his soul and his lifelong cultivation to seal this monster in a temple not far away, which is the current temple.

Before he died, he told the monks in the temple to build a red house again. Then, the old monk used his own blood and golden blood to write some special symbols and seal them on it.

And leave a word.

This seal can only be controlled for five hundred years. In five hundred years, this monster will break through again and the seal will come out. However, everything in the world will have reincarnation, and someone will stop him in five hundred years.

Now it is exactly five hundred years later.

This monster used his thoughts to turn into a clone and walk in the world.

Although the injury that year has been around for five hundred years, it still has not healed and requires medicinal herbs, Polygonatum is one of them.

To achieve his goal, he secretly cultivated an organization.

All kinds of kidnappings and extortions are so that they can obtain such treasures.

As long as you can't get it.

It was eaten directly.

In fact, with the strength of the monster, if he takes action himself, he can still find Polygonum multiflorum.

But the blood polypogonis is a thousand-year-old magical product and is about to become a sperm.

The monster has too much hostility, and there is no sign of Polygonum multiflorum.

This is why monsters can only hand over this task to others.

However, the people he looked for were all lazy people, and he had no chance to find Polygonum multiflorum.

Originally, the employees who caught Jiang Mengting were just trying it out, but I never thought that Jiangnan was too powerful and actually found it.

This monster was overjoyed.

I wanted to send someone to go, take away the things and release the employees.

But I never thought of it.

The monster's subordinates were too greedy and wanted to extort this way to get more money.

As a result, Jiangnan was too strong and the threat was not successful, and instead he was treated.

Just as this subordinate was about to tell the secret, the monster directly controlled and killed his subordinates. However, the monster did not expect that no matter how much he controlled the mysterious man, Jiang Nan would finally know the secret.

"It seems you are that person."

The old monk took a fancy to Jiangnan and smiled slightly.

"Old sir."

Jiang Nan frowned slightly; "I am not afraid of death, but now many people don't know the existence of immortal cultivators. If they really fight again, it will cause panic among many people. The most important thing is that my strength is probably not his opponent, right?"

Jiangnan is indeed not afraid of death, what is death?

It's just one word.

Jiangnan is not afraid of death, but if he dies for nothing, it would be different.

You can clearly live, why should you die?

It’s not time to have no way out, if you die, it’s not worth it.

"Yes, you are indeed not his opponent, but I can."

The old monk actually floated slowly. Then, suddenly, with a wave of his hand, the black cloth on his body suddenly soared up. At this time, a red cassock appeared on the old monk's body, with golden light shining and an extremely dazzling light burst out.

And behind the old monk, halos appeared one after another.

There will be an old monk in each light ball.

But some of these old monks were laughing, some were crying, some were cursing, some were sleeping, some were drunk, and some were actually women.

All beings have hundreds of appearances.

Only those with extremely profound Buddhism can be trained to this state.

It is equivalent to going to countless small worlds and cultivating countless selves.

This old monk is so amazing!

The old monk's golden light is the power of thought after so many years, countless people came to the temple to pray devoutly.

No wonder the temple looks black and lifeless on the surface, and it is not as majestic as the temple.

turn out to be.

The old monk summarized everything himself, but did not use it himself, but defeated this powerful enemy with the last blow!

This old monk.

Too selfless.

And the red house outside the door at this time.

The monsters suppressed inside the Red House seemed to feel the danger.

Preparing to struggle wildly, the seal was already very broken and was about to be broken, the monster became more and more crazy.

At this time, the old monk's golden light sage suddenly stretched out his hand, and a Buddha Zen stick flew from a distance. The old monk held it in the palm of his hand, and then his body teleported to the yard.

The next second.

The old monk waved his hand and a golden light appeared to cover the entire temple, while the black fog that kept churning in the temple disappeared.

Then the old monk roared, his body gradually grew bigger, and finally became a few tall pieces, holding a Zen stick in his hand, and his face became extremely young.

On the forehead.

And a golden eye!

The true body of Dharma image!

Jiang Nan was shocked after seeing this. He never thought that this old monk was so powerful?

Using the body of a mortal, practice to form the true body of Dharma.

He is a pretty evil genius!

"Damn it, you slaughtered tens of thousands of people back then, and it was already against the laws of heaven and earth. Not being killed was considered your luck, but you still don't repent after hundreds of years, and you still want to slaughter."

"Today I will destroy you by heaven and earth!"

The old monk roared loudly.

Immediately afterwards.

A huge halo suddenly appeared behind the old monk's head, and lotus flowers appeared under his feet.

The next second, the red house exploded and a man shrouded in darkness suddenly flew out.

He flew out.

The temperature of the entire world has dropped by unknown amount, and the black fog and golden light face each other, half of each other.

"You damn old bald donkey, I didn't expect that you could grow into this in just a few hundred years."

In the dark shadow, the man's eyes shone with scarlet light like a wild wolf, and his voice was even more unpleasant: "But, you will definitely die. Although my injuries have not been completely recovered in the past few hundred years, I am about to break through that level of state. You are just a little guy in the middle stage of the Golden Pill. Compared to me, you are far behind you!"

After all, there is still a big state in the middle, the Nascent Soul.

"The heaven and earth are not kind, and I regard all things as straw dogs. In ancient times, I probably have already broken through the transformation of God."

The old monk sneered slightly, and said loudly without fear: "But who told you that realm is not the only standard for dividing people's strength? Today I will tell you that there are thousands of roads in this world, and each one can achieve enlightenment!"

After the old monk finished speaking, he suddenly roared, and then his right hand suddenly pushed out his right hand, slowly stretching and getting bigger and bigger, just like the towering palm of the Western Tathagata Buddha, like the Five Finger Mountain!

"A little trick!"

After seeing this, the man in black sneered disdainfully: "Is this skill only? How dare you hurt me if you have this skill?"
Chapter completed!