The Buddha is actually me

Chapter 346 Howling Moon Magic
Zhengyuan County, suburbs.

Zhang Jiuyang followed the evil spirit and tracked it all the way here. He heard the sound of fighting from afar. The woods were filled with evil spirits and big trees kept falling down, as if there were giant beasts fighting.

"Xiaoyu!"

Dashachun shouted loudly, very anxious.

In an instant, the noise of the fight stopped, and then a woman's voice was heard in the woods.

"My husband, please go away and leave me alone!"

Then, a scornful laugh was heard.

"White Bone Demon, so this is your cheap husband. How dare you betray the king for a fool?"

"I'll kill him right now!"

A black evil aura attacked and transformed into a demon with a wolf's head and a human body. It was ten feet tall, with muscles as hard as steel. It held a heavy mace in its hand, with human flesh hanging on the steel spikes.

The demonic aura is so strong that it is comparable to that of a cultivator in the fourth realm.

This wolf leader was one of the generals under the tiger. He practiced the Howling Moon magic and was also taught the secret technique of body refining by the tiger. He was extremely powerful.

A mace weighs a thousand pounds and can split mountains and rocks with ease. It will break if it touches you and kill you if it hits you.

The wolf leader roared angrily, and poured his demonic power into his weapon. The mace immediately created a howling wind, like a mountain pressing down on one's head, and smashed towards Dashachun.

If this stick hits hard, it will be enough to turn Dashachun into meat paste from head to toe.

"do not want!"

A female figure flew out of the woods. Her belly was bulging, indicating she was pregnant. Her face was pale and blood was dripping from the corners of her mouth. She was obviously seriously injured.

She looked at her husband under the mace with fear and despair in her eyes.

Dashachun gave her a silly smile, as if he was relieved to see her alive, and ignored the mace on his head.

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

The dazzling silver light burst out, as if it were the silver-bodied arhat enshrined in the temple, full of indestructible flavor.

Immortal golden body!

clang! ! !
Sparks flew everywhere as Wolf Commander's stick struck down solidly, but his expression changed drastically as he felt a violent recoil force that almost made him lose his grip on the weapon. He took several steps back before finally stopping.

He looked at the bright silver light and unharmed figure in disbelief, as if in a dream.

You know, with this blow from him, even a lump of iron would be crushed into powder, but the person in front of him seems to be fine?

Could it be that a master from the Jizhou army came to investigate?

Oh no, run!
In front of this figure, he felt tremendous pressure. He felt that this figure was a strong man whom he could hardly match!
A voice sounded leisurely.

"I'll collect some interest from you first, since I'm on an account with your king."

Just as he finished speaking, a dragon roar was heard, and a golden light suddenly flew over, entangling and binding the Wolf Leader who was trying to escape.

With a thud, the Wolf Commander fell to the ground, no longer able to use his flying skills.

But the great demon from the fourth realm did have some tricks. He did not give up resistance under the Dragon Binding Rope, but let out a whistle. Suddenly, a strong wind blew around, and even a phantom of a bright moon appeared in the sky.

Howling Moon Magic!

The hazy moonlight sprinkled on his body and flowed into his limbs and bones, as if he was covered with a layer of silver armor. In an instant, his demonic power increased greatly and his muscles swelled.

Roar!
He actually managed to stretch the Dragon Binding Rope a little.

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes flashed. He was indeed one of the generals under the command of the mountain lord. There was something special about the Howling Moon magic. He could not be subdued by just a Dragon Binding Rope.

"Master, what should I do?"

Looking at the Wolf Leader who was about to escape, Lu Hou seemed a little anxious.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Jiuyang casually took off the treasure gourd from his waist, smiled faintly at the wolf demon, and said, "Thank you, General Wolf, for the moonlight. I would be disrespectful to refuse it."

After that, he pinched his fingers and chanted a spell, and the treasure gourd opened automatically, emitting a strong suction force, which actually sucked the scattered moonlight into the gourd. This suction force was extremely strong, not only because of Zhang Jiuyang's control, but also because the gourd itself was longing for the moonlight.

This 'Gourd Master' is born with the ability to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and refine it into golden and jade liquid. The Wolf Commander's Howling Moon magic is just defeated by it.

As expected, although the Wolf Leader was extremely unwilling and roared incessantly, he could only watch as the moonlight was taken away by the gourd without getting any.

The dragon-binding rope that was about to be stretched tighter tightened again, wrapping him tightly, and even manifested a dragon head, biting the wolf leader's neck and absorbing his demonic power.

Zhang Jiuyang walked over slowly and reached out to pick up his mace.

The brilliant silver light still flowed on his body, and every inch of exposed muscles was filled with strength and masculine beauty.

hum!
This mace has killed countless innocent lives, and it has actually developed a murderous nature and is struggling in Zhang Jiuyang's hands.

He opened the third eye between his eyebrows, and under his flaming eyes, many of the resentments remaining on the mace emerged one by one, and he saw one extremely tragic scene after another.

The tiger loves to eat hearts, and because it is inconvenient for him to go down the mountain, he often sends the wolf leader to go down the mountain to "hunt" for him.

Over the years, he has captured countless innocent people. Unlike tigers that like to eat hearts, what he likes most is not eating, but using mortal heads to practice his club skills. He is obsessed with the wonderful sound when smashing human skulls with maces.

Different skulls make different sounds when smashed. Children's makes a crisp sound, old people's makes a muffled sound, women's makes a bell-like sound, and men's makes a bell-like sound.

He also composed lyrics and music based on these sounds, and played them for Shanjun at the Tongtian Banquet, for which he was highly praised.

Over time, this mace became entangled with countless resentments and became a rare treasure.

"Humph, a small demon weapon dares to be so presumptuous?"

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes turned cold, murderous intent boiled in his heart, and he exerted force with both hands. With the blessing of the Immortal Golden Body, his physical strength was already terrifying. Coupled with the enhancement of the Pure Yang Golden Pill, it was enough to rival the big monster.

The mace continued to bend, and finally formed an arc.

Click!

With a shattering sound, the indestructible mace that had killed countless lives was broken by him with just his bare hands.

"who are you?"

Blood was coming out of Wolf Commander's mouth, his eyes were bulging, staring at Zhang Jiuyang.

He was very unwilling to give up. He was such a glorious figure in the mountains. Even if he came down the mountain, the people in the Ancient General Temple could not catch him with his escape skills and magic. But he did not expect to fall into the hands of a stranger who suddenly appeared.

Zhang Jiuyang did not speak, his eyes between his eyebrows burning with red-gold flames, as if seeing through the sin deep in his soul.

"Do you enjoy smashing skulls with this club?"

His voice was cold as he casually threw away half of the mace, leaving only the half with the head. The silver light on his body disappeared and he put away his immortal golden body.

He didn't want the other person to die too quickly.

boom!
Under the gazes of everyone, Zhang Jiuyang smashed his head with a stick, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and one of his eyeballs was smashed out, rotting on the ground and oozing pus.

"Sorry for the crooked part."

"Come again."

boom!
Another great one!
"Still hard?"

"I just like tough guys like you."

One stick, one stick, and another stick!
At first, the Wolf Leader was very tough and didn't say a word, but as Zhang Jiuyang hit him with sticks, and as his eyeballs, nose, and skull fragments kept falling off, he finally began to get scared.

Threats, begging for mercy, crying, and then insults, and finally the voices became smaller and smaller...

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Jiuyang finally stopped.

He casually threw down the mace stained with white pulp and blood, and looked coldly at the wolf demon's corpse that had already been unrecognizable.

"You know what, this sound... is indeed quite beautiful."

In the distance, Xiaoyu covered her stomach and shuddered subconsciously.

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(End of this chapter)