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Chapter 138 The thin line between gods and demons!  Chechi country turned into ruins

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    The dust storm that covered the sky made Master Huanglong very annoyed. He couldn't see anything one meter away, and he had no way of knowing that Tang Monk had brought tens of thousands of people from the entire Chechi Kingdom into the Qiankun Baoji microcosm.

    The four wind demons summoned by Master Huanglong in the sky and the sandstorm demons summoned by Tang Monk continued to fight. The storm surged across the world. Wherever it went, houses collapsed and the earth was torn apart. Countless villages, cities, towns, and fertile fields faced the storm.  Turn into crumbs.

    Only the three majestic Sanqing statues seemed to be truly protected by the gods, and they still stood proudly in the face of the storm.

    A sandstorm blew, and Master Huanglong was disgraced, and a lot of sand was sucked into his throat. Tang Monk's laughter passed through the layers of yellow sand storm and floated over the ruins of Sanqing Hall.

    Master Huang Long said angrily: "Tang Monk, don't be complacent yet. In front of the statue of my founder of the Sanqing Dynasty, I will definitely kill you, a despicable villain, today!"

    The black dragon clinging to the gilt black dragon box exhaled a puff of white smoke, and the pearl flashed. Master Huanglong closed his eyes and concentrated, and activated the spell, "Rain is coming!"

    In the sky where the yellow sand was rolling, thunder suddenly broke out, countless lightnings tore the sky apart, and dark clouds quickly occupied the entire sky. Then, there was a loud thunder, and it rained heavily in an instant.

    Tang Monk looked at the rain and said disdainfully: "Master Huanglong, my sandstorm is no less than the true wind of Samadhi. In the three realms, apart from the Dingfeng Pearl, I am really afraid of no one. Calling wind and rain is just a trivial skill, even a charlatan can show off."  My magical power. You actually want to ask for rain to break my sandstorm. Are you afraid that you forgot to take your medicine when you went out?"

    The yellow sand presented by the Yellow Wind Monster and the sandstorm caused by a gentle blow are not afraid of any rain at all.

    However, the paradox is that after the sandstorm encountered the rain summoned by Master Huanglong, the dust in the sandstorm seemed to be washed away instantly.

    The furious sandstorm seemed to have lost its soul, and the hurricane demon of Huanglong Zhenren also fell silent in front of the rain. Soon, both the sandstorm and the hurricane were driven out of the sky by the heavy rain.

    Tang Monk was a little surprised, "Huang Long is worthy of being a Daluo Golden Immortal. He actually broke through my sandstorm easily."

    When the heavy rain stopped and the dark clouds dispersed, the sun shone on the earth again. However, at this time, Chechi Country had long been reduced to ruins.

    Restaurants and teahouses were buried in ruins, luxurious palaces were razed to the ground, and various statues of Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and gods in temples and Taoist temples were torn apart by the storm, making it difficult to distinguish one from another.

    The mountain peaks were flattened by the strong wind, and the rivers flooded villages and cities due to the hurricane. Wherever the strong wind passed, there were scars and death everywhere.

    Tang Monk stared at the real Huanglong in the distance, "You destroyed so many villages and cities, and tens of thousands of people from the Chechi Kingdom were buried by you."

    Master Huang Long thought that all the people of Chechi Kingdom died in the roar of the strong wind because of his fight with Tang Monk.

    Master Huanglong said nonchalantly: "The butcher's knife has been stained with blood and cannot be taken back. There is always a price to pay for killing demons. In order to kill you, a demon, Che Chiguo shed his blood and sacrificed. What does it matter?"

    Tang Monk said seductively: "What a sanctimonious, despicable villain who deceives the world and steals his reputation. He claims to be a demon slayer, but at the same time he is doing the devil's deeds."

    Master Huanglong let out a hearty laugh, "The difference between gods and demons is not what you did, but what the stupid sentient beings in the three realms believed. Today, Chechi State was brutally slaughtered because of a fight between you and me. I will kill you."  After you die without any evidence, I can naturally put Che Chiguo¡¯s bad name on your head.¡±

    "At that time, all the stupid beings in the three realms, as well as the idiots in Heaven and Lingshan, will know that after Tang Monk massacred the Baoxiang Kingdom and the Wuji Kingdom, he also massacred the Chechi Kingdom. However, in the Chechi Kingdom, he encountered a formidable opponent.  Zhenren Huanglong. Zhenren Huanglong worked hard and put his righteousness first, killing Tang Monk and eliminating harm for the three realms. From then on, he left his name in history and will be praised by all generations!"

    Tang Monk said bitterly: "You are willing to kill the innocent people of Chechi just for a false reputation?"

    Master Huanglong said seriously: "It's not all for fame. My ultimate goal is for my Taoism."

    He pointed to the statue of the Sanqing God standing on the ruins behind him, "I, the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty, founded the sect. Although he expounded and intercepted the sect, there were constant disputes and internal strife within the sect. However, in the Buddhist world of Western Heaven, he could not take advantage of the internal strife of the Taoist sect.  It¡¯s a delusion to try to get involved in the Eastern Land! If I kill the pilgrims, the plan of Buddhism¡¯s eastward expansion will be destroyed in my hands, Huang Long, haha!¡±

    Tang Monk sneered and said: "A loose immortal, for the sake of Taoism and the cause of heaven, and in order to kill the Buddhist scriptures, he will not hesitate to kill countless people."At the cost of living beings, I guess the Jade Emperor will be moved to tears if he finds out.  Huang Long, you killed so many people, don't you feel heartbroken at all?  "

    Master Huanglong thought for a while, "What does it have to do with me whether the people of Chechi Kingdom live or die? But I am also somewhat sad. That Luli turned out to be the mount of my wife Magu. He has disappeared now. He must have been torn into pieces by the hurricane."  It¡¯s broken. Alas! As a dog, Lu Li is still very good. If he dies, Magu will probably still be angry with me.¡±

    "However, compared with killing the pilgrim, this sadness is not worth mentioning."

    The black dragon on the gilt box spewed out a stream of black smoke, and in an instant, hurricane chains bound Tang Monk's limbs.

    The strong wind formed a cage and enveloped Tang Seng. Tang Seng saw that there were thousands of lightning clinging to the edges of the wind railings of the cage.

    "Tang Monk, you are far more powerful than I thought. No wonder Cihang and Tathagata chose you to be the Buddhist monks. It's a pity that in front of Daluo Jinxian, your Taiyi Jinxian's cultivation is simply vulnerable!"

    Master Huang Long drove the crane under him. The crane screamed and flew high into the sky, swooping down. The gilt box in Huang Long's hand turned into a black dragon sword. The flying sword was struck out, and a black dragon suddenly appeared. The flying sword was wrapped in ancient resentment and flew towards Tang Monk's body.  The forehead fell.

    Tang Monk activated the spell.

    The ground suddenly began to shake violently, and a loud noise came from the underground. The wind cage and wind chains that tied Tang Monk disappeared quickly, and the black dragon sword was knocked away.

    A loud noise that approached the limit of hearing tore apart the sky and the earth. The earth began to crack, and the ruins of Sanqing Palace rose instantly. The earth twisted, bulged, rose, climbed, groaned, and whispered, as if something was about to spurt out.

    Finally, the earth could not bear the pain and overflowed with hot magma.

    Blood-red and golden-yellow magma sputtered, the earth tore apart, the entire sky turned red, and the country of Chechi was a sea of ??fire.

    Master Huanglong was shocked, "How could this happen?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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