The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 137: Going to poverty and falling to hell

In the Hongjiang River, the raging waves were surging.

A golden figure could be vaguely seen, as well as a red dragon over a hundred feet long roaring angrily.

With the blessing of the Immortal Golden Body, Zhang Jiuyang's physical body has the strength of the seventh realm. Although the red dragon is powerful, it is still defeated under the pair of golden fists.

The punches hit the flesh, and there was a thunderous roar under the water. The turbulent air waves crashed against the stone walls, shaking the embankments on both sides to the point of collapse.

The red dragon's body was too huge, and it could not hide or dodge like the Painted Skin Master, so it could only fight Zhang Jiuyang head-on.

But this is exactly the Immortal Golden Body’s favorite way of fighting.

Roar!
There were terrifying fist marks on the red dragon's hard head, and the red scales were torn apart by the force of the fists, revealing flesh and blood.

What's strange is that the blood it bleeds from is not red, but brown.

Zhang Jiuyang didn't have any injuries on his body. The monk didn't lie. Under the eighth realm, he was indestructible. No matter the bite and collision of the red dragon, or the red light shot out from its dragon horns, they could not damage his golden body.

But as the battle intensified, he could feel that the golden light on his body was gradually weakening.

The magic power left by the monk was being consumed rapidly, and he also had to be distracted by the Painted Skin Master's sneak attack.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Wow!

The water surged and condensed into the appearance of the Painted Skin Master, which was actually the most authentic water escape technique of Taoism.

As he formed seals with his hands, streams of water surged like a tumbling water dragon, forming a whirlpool under Zhang Jiuyang's feet and rolling him up.

The red dragon seized this hard-earned opportunity and used its body as a rope to wrap around Zhang Jiuyang. Then a brilliant red light bloomed from the dragon's horns, brighter than any previous time.

It was obvious that he was going to fight to the death.

The Painted Skin Master's eyes flashed, and he moved and came to the seriously injured and exhausted Bai Long. His palm was like a knife, and he cut it at the vital point.

The white dragon wailed, and a crystal clear white dragon ball flew out from its abdomen and was held in the hand of the Painted Skin Master.

Roar!
This time it was the red dragon that was wailing.

Zhang Jiuyang tore the dragon flesh, bathed in the dragon's blood, and faced the red light that could melt gold and iron, and punched it on the dragon's horn.

The white dragon's wail made Zhang Jiuyang's heart boil with murderous intent. This punch was extremely domineering, with Jade Pivot Sky Fire lingering on his fist. The power of the golden body was stimulated to the extreme, and the golden light on his fist was comparable to the sun.

From a distance, it looked as if he was holding the sun in the sky in his palm and using it as a weapon to smash it at the red dragon.

Boom!

One of the dragon's horns was directly broken off, and the red dragon's huge body flew across like a cannonball. Countless scales exploded, unable to resist the terrible force of the punch.

Fear finally showed in its eyes. Seeing the terrifying figure that was as bright as the sun and indestructible, it knew that if it continued to fight, it would probably die here.

Roar!
It turned around and tried to flee, while the Painted Skin Master who had obtained the Dragon Ball also made hand seals and prepared to escape.

After witnessing Yama's terrifying power, he had already determined in his heart that the other party was a great Buddhist monk and had a close relationship with the underworld.

There was no telling how many cards this kind of person had hidden. He planned to go back first to increase his strength, and then wait for an opportunity to take revenge.

Although it would be a pity to only get the dragon ball without skinning the dragon, I can't care about that at the moment.

However, Zhang Jiuyang refused.

The hostility in his eyes grew stronger and stronger. When he let it go completely, the Jade Pivot Sky Fire used the hostility as nourishment and burned more and more vigorously, boiling the entire Hongjiang River.

There were even red-gold flames burning above the Hongjiang River, creating a spectacle of golden flames on the water.

Under normal circumstances, even if he had broken through to the third realm, he would have been seriously injured by such terrifying heavenly fire. However, now that he has the protection of the Indestructible Golden Body, he can act with impunity.

boom!
He grabbed the red dragon's tail, and under the heavenly fire, the opponent's dragon scales were burned and melted, turning them into a charred black color.

The red dragon felt pain, but before it could cry out, Zhang Jiuyang swung his figure like a whip and smashed it towards the Painted Skin Master who was about to escape.

"Certainly!"

The Painted Skin Master was so frightened that he actually used the Taoist technique of immobilization.

In an instant, even the tumbling water froze, the surrounding space and time seemed to stand still, even the red dragon that was smashing down stopped in place, with only two pupils moving slightly.

The handprint that the Painted Skin Master used to cast the immobilization spell was constantly shaking, as if he was under some tremendous pressure, and veins bulged on his palms.

Oh no, I can’t stay still!

With a swish, his handprints were forcibly separated, and the red dragon came again, but faster than the red dragon was a figure shrouded in golden light.

Boom!

Zhang Jiuyang held his neck, and the two figures fell to the ground like meteorites, smashing deeply into the stone wall, piercing through dozens of feet.

The fire from the sky turned the stones red and also burned the Painted Skin Master's neck black.

Zhang Jiuyang's golden pupils were filled with hostility, and murderous intent swept through his mind. At this moment, he seemed to be possessed by the spirit official, wanting to burn all the evil spirits in the world to ashes!

"Caught you..."

He raised his golden fist and was about to strike down, but his pupils froze.

I saw that the body of the Painted Skin Master was gradually disappearing and becoming transparent, as if he had gone from one world to another.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the Huangquan Order emitted a black light, intending to lead Zhang Jiuyang to attend the Huangquan Banquet.

Of course, he is free to choose whether to participate.

Just now, the Painted Skin Master took the opportunity to escape.

Zhang Jiuyang grinned, his eyes filled with murderous intent that almost solidified into substance, with a kind of madness and murderous intent that was frightening to the point of making people shudder.

"Want to run?"

"no way."

After taking a glance at the frightened Red Dragon who was fleeing in panic, Zhang Jiuyang's figure gradually disappeared.

Chase!

Go up to the poor green and fall into the underworld!
……

The boundary between Yin and Yang, Mount Yamafu.

After officially becoming a Heavenly Stem and the master of the Yellow Spring Order, every gathering would take place directly at Mount Yamafu, without having to walk through the Yellow Spring again.

The Heavenly Stems had just sat down and had no time to speak when they saw two figures falling like fireballs and crashing into the top of the mountain.

In an instant, the entire Mount Yamafu trembled.

I saw a figure being pressed down underneath. Even with the smoke covering his face and breath, one could still feel his miserable state.

It turned out to be the Painted Skin Master.

The other figure was surrounded by golden light and heavenly fire, with majestic and domineering power. His terrifying hostility moved even the knowledgeable Heavenly Stems.

It’s Yama!
Yama is suppressing Painted Skin's main attack! They fought from the human world to the underworld?

what the hell!

The seventh and irritable brother was stunned. Is he so...brutal?
The two-faced Buddha gazed at the brilliant golden light that could not be obscured by clouds and smoke, and felt the power of the golden body as bright as the sun falling to the earth. His pupils suddenly froze.

He looked at Yan Luo with a look of surprise and doubt.

The Moon Goddess, who appeared at the Yellow Spring Banquet for the first time since Zhang Jiuyang joined, looked quietly at the domineering and arrogant figure, with a strange color flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Su Nu praised Yan Luo so highly that she thought he was exaggerating, but now it seems that Su Nu was a little conservative.

That was the Master of Painted Skin. She had been secretly competing with him for so many years, but this was the first time she saw him so miserable.

Originally, she did have the idea of ​​sitting on the mountain and watching the fight between tigers, and then getting the upper hand, but now it seems that Yan Luo is indeed the tiger, and the Painted Skin Master seems to have become the cat.

For a moment, these self-important Heavenly Stems all had strange looks in their eyes, and no one knew what they were thinking.

"die!!"

Zhang Jiuyang shouted angrily, pressed the Painted Skin Master's neck with one hand, and punched him with the other hand.

The Painted Skin Master formed seals again, but it was unknown what spell he was going to cast.

Zhang Jiuyang reacted extremely quickly. He changed his fist into a palm in an instant, and his fingers with golden light turned into indestructible magic weapons. He pried open one of the Painted Skin Master's fingers and interrupted his seal.

With a crisp sound, the finger was actually broken off by him, and blood splattered all over the floor.

Let’s see how you can make the seal!

The Painted Skin Master was also tough and didn't say a word. His one eye shot out a vicious look, and the blood color gradually spread, as if he was performing some kind of illusion.

But Zhang Jiuyang, who was already controlled by violence and filled with murderous intent, was still attacking relying on his body's instincts even though he was trapped in an illusion!

He raised the severed finger. The nail was long and sharp, and there was blood and a lot of black dirt inside.

brush!
Zhang Jiuyang used his severed finger as a weapon and stabbed at the single eye of the Painted Skin Master.

The Painted Skin Master quickly turned his head, and although he avoided his only remaining eye, he was stabbed in the left eye socket by Zhang Jiuyang.

Blood splattered.

At this moment, even the most combative and irritable brother, the seventh one, gasped.

He slammed the table and stood up, unable to help but shouting, "Nineth Brother, good fight!"

"Enjoyed!"

Several pairs of eyes were staring at him, but he was not afraid at all, and cursed: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen my ninth brother show off his power?"

Although he had clearly entered the underworld earlier, he now looked amazed and impressed, and was even willing to call Yama "Ninth Brother".

To him, Yan Luo was just the right person for him, and he was stronger, more domineering, and more ferocious than him.

It's not embarrassing to call such a person "Ninth Brother"

Seeing the miserable condition of the Painted Skin Master, he was truly impressed.

At the same time, Zhang Jiuyang also broke through the illusion. With an expressionless face, he continued to wave his golden fist, wanting to smash the Painted Skin Master to death on Mount Yamafu in front of all the Heavenly Stems!
The Painted Skin Master naturally would not sit and wait for death. He suddenly opened his mouth, and a small black skeleton suddenly rushed out from his mouth under the mask and bit towards Zhang Jiuyang.

The skeleton seemed to be his trump card, extremely sinister and filthy, extremely resentful and poisonous. As soon as it appeared, it caused a surge of dark wind, and even the Jade Pivot Sky Fire could not burn it.

Just as the two were about to fight to the death, a figure suddenly appeared.

One hand held down Zhang Jiuyang's fist, and the other hand held down the black skull.

boom!
Powerful force flowed through his body, enough to crush a mountain into pieces, yet he remained motionless and still as an abyss.

The Jade Pivot Heavenly Fire tried to burn his clothes, but was blocked by an invisible force.

"The Yellow Springs Banquet is not a battlefield."

"If you two must fight to the death, go outside and fight."

The voice of the Heavenly Venerable sounded like thunder, echoing in the underworld.

In an instant, all the Heavenly Stems looked solemn.

Ever since the incident at the Duke's Mansion that year, Tianzun had not taken action for a long time. Unexpectedly, he had to show up this time to stop Yan Luo.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yan Luo had an absolute advantage, and he would be the one who survived to the end.

And although Tianzun blocked their attacks at the same time, the situation was slightly different.

Although Tianzun held down Yama's fist, the golden light on that fist was still shining brightly, while the other skeleton was dimmed and trembling.

A clear distinction between superior and inferior.

The Jade Pivot Sky Fire on Zhang Jiuyang's body slowly dissipated, and his red pupils gradually regained clarity.

His entire body was emitting white smoke.

He was secretly afraid in his heart. If it weren't for his indestructible golden body, he would probably have been burned to death by his own flames this time.

"Okay, I will give Tianzun a favor, but the prerequisite is that he hands over the Dragon Ball."

He stood up, his voice calm, and the golden light on his body finally dissipated.

The time for the immortal golden body has come.

The punch just now was the last bit of strength of the golden body. Zhang Jiuyang wanted to kill the Painted Skin Master, but since Tianzun stopped him, he just took advantage of the situation.

At this moment, the Painted Skin Master was in a very miserable state, with his own severed fingers stuck in his eye sockets, his body covered in blood, and many parts of his body burnt black.

He put away the black skull, pulled out the severed finger, and stared at Zhang Jiuyang, as if he wanted to eat his flesh and blood.

Tianzun looked at him and said, "Give it to Yan Luo."

The Painted Skin Master almost bit his teeth off, but he also knew that if Tianzun had not stopped him, he would most likely have been beaten to death by Yama Luo.

This guy Yan Luo took a step back. If he dared not to give face to Tianzun, the consequences would only be more serious.

Therefore, even though his heart was bleeding, he still took out the dragon ball that he had obtained with great difficulty and threw it to Zhang Jiuyang.

"Yan Luo, I will settle this account with you again!"

"Haha, you're welcome anytime."

Zhang Jiuyang put away the dragon girl's dragon ball, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He said calmly: "Next time, no one will save you."

Tianzun ignored the tension in the two people's words, and in a flash he sat back on the A-shaped throne.

"The Yellow Springs Banquet, let's begin."

……

(End of this chapter)