History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1741. Chapter 1702 Chapter 1701

The action of the original heart demon is equivalent to helping the ancient Buddha with the burning lamp to relieve the siege.

Of course it is impossible for Jiuyou to do anything in vain to help the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern cope with Nezha’s challenge. Naturally, he must try to get the corresponding benefits.

Now trying to transform Nezha’s heart demon to form another opposing powerhouse is one of the contents of the transaction.

Unlike Sun Xingzhe, who was still at the Taixu level, Nezha is now a top expert in the realm of Daluo, and it is not easy for Jiuyou to seek him out.

It’s just that Nezha itself has a problem, which inevitably gives the other party a chance to take advantage of it.

He was previously tainted by heavy hostility and killing thoughts, rare in the ages, if he really fell into a sea of blood, he would be even more cruel and tyrannical than the Great Demon of Nine Nethers, and even more irrational.

Although Nezha has long since broken free, the source of all this still exists.

Li Jing is dead, but the burning lamp still exists.

Nezha’s hatred and resentment are no longer so fierce and violent, but they are more deeply rooted.

Right now, it is precisely in the confrontation with the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp. With the secret arrangement of the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp and the Western Paradise, the original heart demon has a chance to succeed.

Nezha snorted, and a steady stream of black energy emerged from his body, then scattered in the air, and then disappeared.

Those black qi seemed to disappear under the light of the Buddha, but Yan Zhaoge and others looked carefully, but there was no collision between the black qi and the Buddha’s light.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand and made a gentle move towards Nezha, who flew backwards and came to Yang Jian.

He stretched out his hand, pressing his palm on the back of Nezha’s heart, and Nezha’s eyes closed, but he still could see the black air lingering on his body.

“His current situation does not seem to be suitable for any more hands.” The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern smiled and said: “Today’s battle, it is better to stop here and make peace. I don’t know what the fellow daoists would like? No matter whether you want it or not. Stop the Primordial Demon, you can leave and deal with it by yourself, forgive me not to send it far.”

Yang Jian looked at him: “Why bother to leave? Nezha Junior Brother is not convenient. Let’s join hands. You can still call the Primordial Demon to help you.”

“Please forgive me for not being good enough to continue to accompany you.” The ancient Buddha of the burning lantern folded his palms together, and the Buddha’s name was whispered.

The Vajra Buddhism on the side, Guanshiyin Bodhisattva and other Buddhist monks also act in the same way.

In the Western Pure Land of Bliss, the Buddha’s light suddenly flourished, and the vast emptiness, countless Buddhist kingdoms, brightened together.

The rays of light formed a whole, and formed a rejection of Yan Zhaoge, Yang Jian and others, and wanted to send them out of the Western Pure Land of Bliss.

Whether it was Yang Jian and Ne Zha at the Da Luo level, or Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di at the too virtual level, they felt tremendous pressure at this moment, forcing themselves to retreat.

That was the action of the entire Western Bliss Pure Land. Although it didn’t hurt Yan Zhaoge and others, it formed a majestic force that seemed irresistible.

Buddha Amitabha did not make a move, but this pure land is the highest sacred place of Buddhism that he has achieved after all.

Yang Jian’s gaze flickered slightly, and the whole body’s bones shook slightly.

During the shock, the Buddha’s light blessed on him was continuously removed.

Affected by this, the Buddha’s light from the Pure Land of Bliss in the West automatically gathered to him and insisted on sending him out.

However, Yang Jian stood still, standing still.

Without Amitabha Buddha himself, the entire Western Pure Land of Bliss was suppressed, and it seemed that there was still no way to help Yang Jian.

“Why fellow Daoist should be so persistent.” The ancient Buddha of Landeng shook his head and sighed slightly.

Under his control, the vast Buddha Guang no longer blindly pushes on Yang Jian, but instead lets Yang Jian and re-targets the Yan Zhaoge trio.

Nezha was surrounded by black air at this moment, and affected by this, he was not even as comfortable as Yan Zhaoge and Yan Di and his son.

But the Buddha’s light came down, and it didn’t interfere with the black energy.

Yan Zhaoge succeeded Yang Jian, came behind Nezha, and stretched out his palm to press his heart.

“Open!” Yan Zhaoge’s head showed the gods, while the light flashed, runes flew out from it, connected into a chain like a chain of existence, crisscrossing, turning the circle into a ring, and where would he be? Huh shrouded in the middle together.

The circle formed by a series of runes centered on Yanzhaoge and Nezha, rotating along their different orbital directions.

It looked like a temporary magic instrument presented.

Compared to the ritual used by Yan Zhaoge when he helped Chen Xuanzong back then, the size of the chaotic ward off magic ritual now seems to be much smaller, but it seems to be infinitely vast.

Suppressed by this omnipresent magical instrument, the black energy on Nezha’s body suddenly ceased to be so rampant.

“With the things of the six-eared macaques back then, now I want to follow the same gourd again. How can it be so easy?” Yan Zhaoge looked at the ancient Buddha burning lantern and said: “Look at the ancient Buddha. success.”

The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern looked at the magical rituals that enveloped Yanzhaoge and Nezha, and his eyes showed admiration.

Hearing what Yan Zhaoge said, he smiled slightly: “Fate.”

“Old Buddha, when did you become a person of resignation?” Yan Zhaoge sneered while resisting the repulsion of the Buddha’s light. The price to convince them even more.”

Speaking of this, Yan Zhaoge smiled and stared at the ancient Buddha Burning Lantern: “The Demon of Guishui, or the Demon of Wutu?”

For the time being, the ancestral demons have been left alone. Among the six great demons, the heart demons and the Yimu demons have always been alive. The current Gengjin demons were reborn in a battle four hundred years ago, and the current new generation of Binghuo demons has also been in recent years. Rebirth.

The rest are the demon of Guishui and the demon of Wutu, who have not yet been reborn, and are still waiting for their own physical and rebirth opportunities.

The rebirth of these two great demons is of vital importance to Jiuyou.

Previously, other people might try their best to stop them in order to suppress Jiuyou, but under the special circumstances of the present time, when the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp, the Taoist Lu Ya, the great master of Xuandu and others are prepared, everyone is there. Seek this round of Jiuyou.

Therefore, for other forces, the rebirth of the Demon of Guishui and the Demon of Wutu has become an important bargaining chip.

Same as before Lu Ya Daojun and Binghuo Demon.

But for Yan Zhaoge, the resurrection of these two demons made him feel complicated.

“Finally.” Regarding Yan Zhaoge’s question, the ancient Buddha of Landeng smiled slightly.

Yan Zhaoge looked at him, and suddenly laughed again: “With the mind of Gu Buddha, how can you easily release such a good bargaining chip in your hand? The price Jiuyou paid is certainly more than just Help you deal with Brother Nezha’s invitation to fight, right?”

“For you, the important threat is not Dao Nezha brother.” Yan Zhaoge smiled: “Without the green lotus color flag, and without the Sakyamuni relic, in case the Peacock Daming King is Lu Yadaojun Speaking of a counter-attack, you can’t resist it at all, right?”

The eyes of the ancient Buddha on the burning lamp swayed slightly.

Yan Zhaoge asked leisurely: “What you actually want is Wuji Xinghuangqi, right?”