Chapter 153 To die in the hands of demons because of guarding is the greatest honor for a Taoist pri
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Fei Xiang De Si Yan
Chapter 153 To die in the hands of demons because of guarding is the greatest honor for a Taoist priest
are you afraid?
There must be, but more people are worried about what will happen to these people in the village and town after his death.
As for fear, wanting to run away alone, Uncle Jiu would never consider such a situation in his mind.
People who give up protecting the people and destroying demons because of fear are not worthy of being called Taoists at all, and they have failed Maoshan's teachings.
In his eyes, to die at the hands of demons in order to protect the people is the greatest honor for a Taoist priest who eliminates demons and defends the Tao!
Even if his soul goes back to the underworld after death, and when he sees Maoshan's predecessors and patriarchs, he can respectfully say that his disciples are worthy of Maoshan and the people.
"It seems that the strength of the children of luck in this world is just like this."
"It's really good to be able to have such strength in the era of approaching the end of the Dharma, but it's too weak, really too weak."
"So weak that I'm not even interested in fighting it."
Above the sky, on a throne made of dry bones and entangled in the atmosphere of darkness, a figure with a handsome face and an incomparably monstrous figure looked down at the battle of Uncle Nine below, eyes as pure and transparent as rubies showing a hint of boredom.
"Although I have no interest in fighting because of my weak strength, this child of luck seems familiar."
"That guy seems to have his information in his memory. Forget it. A trash with a weak soul and good luck. When he died, he was able to obtain the favor of [regular-level items] and take his soul to travel to the devil world."
"If I hadn't crushed and devoured it in the battle of souls, I might have been taken away."
"But it is also because of this that I was able to bind with [regular-level items] and come to this world."
"Mazu, oh Mozu, back then you defeated me with a crushing attitude and took away everything from me."
"In the future, I will return everything a hundred times, a thousand times, and ten thousand times!"
Speaking of this, Mo Rong's eyes showed endless killing intent.
Looking at Uncle Jiu, who was still struggling to protect the people, his pupils were extremely cold. When he stretched out his index finger, a faint black ball slowly formed, and he no longer wanted to play anymore.
"boom!"
With a thought, a black beam of light pierced through the space and hit Uncle Jiu directly below.
Uncle Jiu's complexion changed, he looked up at the sky, the threat of death filled his heart.
The demons around also felt Wang's attack, lying on the ground one by one, their bodies trembling constantly.
"Are you going to die?"
Uncle Jiu sighed, but in the end he still didn't get their support.
Before, he couldn't understand what the group leader meant when he said that the chat group was "crumbly", but now he seemed to feel it a little bit.
"boom!"
At this moment, there seemed to be a pause between heaven and earth.
In the dark night, endless rays of light bloomed in an instant, illuminating the world, and the night that was originally shrouded in darkness turned out to be as bright as day at this moment.
The light, the bright light!
"Boom--!"
Along with the burst of light, there was a violent explosion sound. Mo Rong looked at the light that appeared between the sky and the earth with interest, and paid no attention to the damage caused by his attack on the ground.
He didn't hear that guy's voice, obviously, the child of luck had been rescued.
But he didn't care about it. Anyway, sooner or later he would die in his hands, but it was only a matter of time.
Compared with the weak child of luck, he was more curious about what kind of existence caused the light in front of him.
When the light dissipated, a blue, red, and silver giant standing tens of meters tall stood between the sky and the earth, with a green jewel-like transparent crystal on its chest.
"This is Ultraman Tiga?"
The moment he saw this giant, the memory of the traverser who was swallowed by him suddenly popped up in Morong's mind.
Obviously, compared to the son of luck in this world, the other party has a deeper memory of this giant, and in the memory of the traveler, this giant is a character in a special drama.
"Interesting! Really interesting!"
After a brief absence, Mo Rong suddenly burst out laughing, looking extremely excited.
Since it does not exist in this world, there must be a reason for it to appear in this world, and the other party must be someone who is favored by [rule-level items] like him.
So you can travel to this world.
Isn't this something to be happy about?
As for the power of Ultraman Tiga, he also has some understanding in his memory. Judging from the expressive power, it is as powerful as a god for ordinary people, but for him, it is not a strong person worthy of his fear.
What deserves his attention is nothing but Ultraman's combat power "idealism".
The strength that had been clearly determined suddenly became stronger due to some factors, even so powerful that it was terrifying.
But this kind of thing will only happen in the world that belongs to Ultraman. In this world, all he can exert is the power he really should have.
However, the next scene made him frown.
In his line of sight, besides Di Jia, there was also a tall creature with a dragon head and a muscular body, and a dragon tail behind him. He was holding the child of luck in this world in his hand.
And a strong healing ability bloomed from his hands, healing the child of luck who was not in a good condition.
"Is it another character from another world?"
"The demon of fire, one of the eight great demons—Holy Lord."
"The Power of the Twelve Charms"
The smile on the corner of Mo Rong's mouth became brighter and brighter. From the memory of the traverser, he also learned the strength of the Holy Master, the power of flames and the zodiac charms.
Turn static into dynamic, live forever.
Not bad, really good!
After I fuse these abilities, I will become even stronger.
Although he hasn't fought yet, he already regards the power of the Holy Lord as his own.
A demon who has been played by the weak repeatedly, he doesn't think it will threaten him.
At the same time, Dijia didn't notice the gaze of Morong, but spread his hands, and a large number of bright particles rushed towards the group of demons.
Accompanied by screams and howls, these evil spirits dissipated in the light in just a moment.
The Lord threw Uncle Jiu, who had been healed by the horse charm, to the ground.
"You are very similar to him."
In fact, they had arrived long ago. At that time, Uncle Jiu was setting up formations in the villages and towns. They also wanted to observe Uncle Jiu's strength, so they didn't show up to observe later.
Naturally, they also saw the scene where Uncle Jiu used his own power to resist the evil spirits for the people.
With that fearless appearance, the Lord seemed to see the shadow of "Lopei".
This is not a compliment, and the Holy Lord will not really praise a person, not to mention that in his eyes, Lopez is not a compliment, he just simply thinks so.
(End of this chapter)
are you afraid?
There must be, but more people are worried about what will happen to these people in the village and town after his death.
As for fear, wanting to run away alone, Uncle Jiu would never consider such a situation in his mind.
People who give up protecting the people and destroying demons because of fear are not worthy of being called Taoists at all, and they have failed Maoshan's teachings.
In his eyes, to die at the hands of demons in order to protect the people is the greatest honor for a Taoist priest who eliminates demons and defends the Tao!
Even if his soul goes back to the underworld after death, and when he sees Maoshan's predecessors and patriarchs, he can respectfully say that his disciples are worthy of Maoshan and the people.
"It seems that the strength of the children of luck in this world is just like this."
"It's really good to be able to have such strength in the era of approaching the end of the Dharma, but it's too weak, really too weak."
"So weak that I'm not even interested in fighting it."
Above the sky, on a throne made of dry bones and entangled in the atmosphere of darkness, a figure with a handsome face and an incomparably monstrous figure looked down at the battle of Uncle Nine below, eyes as pure and transparent as rubies showing a hint of boredom.
"Although I have no interest in fighting because of my weak strength, this child of luck seems familiar."
"That guy seems to have his information in his memory. Forget it. A trash with a weak soul and good luck. When he died, he was able to obtain the favor of [regular-level items] and take his soul to travel to the devil world."
"If I hadn't crushed and devoured it in the battle of souls, I might have been taken away."
"But it is also because of this that I was able to bind with [regular-level items] and come to this world."
"Mazu, oh Mozu, back then you defeated me with a crushing attitude and took away everything from me."
"In the future, I will return everything a hundred times, a thousand times, and ten thousand times!"
Speaking of this, Mo Rong's eyes showed endless killing intent.
Looking at Uncle Jiu, who was still struggling to protect the people, his pupils were extremely cold. When he stretched out his index finger, a faint black ball slowly formed, and he no longer wanted to play anymore.
"boom!"
With a thought, a black beam of light pierced through the space and hit Uncle Jiu directly below.
Uncle Jiu's complexion changed, he looked up at the sky, the threat of death filled his heart.
The demons around also felt Wang's attack, lying on the ground one by one, their bodies trembling constantly.
"Are you going to die?"
Uncle Jiu sighed, but in the end he still didn't get their support.
Before, he couldn't understand what the group leader meant when he said that the chat group was "crumbly", but now he seemed to feel it a little bit.
"boom!"
At this moment, there seemed to be a pause between heaven and earth.
In the dark night, endless rays of light bloomed in an instant, illuminating the world, and the night that was originally shrouded in darkness turned out to be as bright as day at this moment.
The light, the bright light!
"Boom--!"
Along with the burst of light, there was a violent explosion sound. Mo Rong looked at the light that appeared between the sky and the earth with interest, and paid no attention to the damage caused by his attack on the ground.
He didn't hear that guy's voice, obviously, the child of luck had been rescued.
But he didn't care about it. Anyway, sooner or later he would die in his hands, but it was only a matter of time.
Compared with the weak child of luck, he was more curious about what kind of existence caused the light in front of him.
When the light dissipated, a blue, red, and silver giant standing tens of meters tall stood between the sky and the earth, with a green jewel-like transparent crystal on its chest.
"This is Ultraman Tiga?"
The moment he saw this giant, the memory of the traverser who was swallowed by him suddenly popped up in Morong's mind.
Obviously, compared to the son of luck in this world, the other party has a deeper memory of this giant, and in the memory of the traveler, this giant is a character in a special drama.
"Interesting! Really interesting!"
After a brief absence, Mo Rong suddenly burst out laughing, looking extremely excited.
Since it does not exist in this world, there must be a reason for it to appear in this world, and the other party must be someone who is favored by [rule-level items] like him.
So you can travel to this world.
Isn't this something to be happy about?
As for the power of Ultraman Tiga, he also has some understanding in his memory. Judging from the expressive power, it is as powerful as a god for ordinary people, but for him, it is not a strong person worthy of his fear.
What deserves his attention is nothing but Ultraman's combat power "idealism".
The strength that had been clearly determined suddenly became stronger due to some factors, even so powerful that it was terrifying.
But this kind of thing will only happen in the world that belongs to Ultraman. In this world, all he can exert is the power he really should have.
However, the next scene made him frown.
In his line of sight, besides Di Jia, there was also a tall creature with a dragon head and a muscular body, and a dragon tail behind him. He was holding the child of luck in this world in his hand.
And a strong healing ability bloomed from his hands, healing the child of luck who was not in a good condition.
"Is it another character from another world?"
"The demon of fire, one of the eight great demons—Holy Lord."
"The Power of the Twelve Charms"
The smile on the corner of Mo Rong's mouth became brighter and brighter. From the memory of the traverser, he also learned the strength of the Holy Master, the power of flames and the zodiac charms.
Turn static into dynamic, live forever.
Not bad, really good!
After I fuse these abilities, I will become even stronger.
Although he hasn't fought yet, he already regards the power of the Holy Lord as his own.
A demon who has been played by the weak repeatedly, he doesn't think it will threaten him.
At the same time, Dijia didn't notice the gaze of Morong, but spread his hands, and a large number of bright particles rushed towards the group of demons.
Accompanied by screams and howls, these evil spirits dissipated in the light in just a moment.
The Lord threw Uncle Jiu, who had been healed by the horse charm, to the ground.
"You are very similar to him."
In fact, they had arrived long ago. At that time, Uncle Jiu was setting up formations in the villages and towns. They also wanted to observe Uncle Jiu's strength, so they didn't show up to observe later.
Naturally, they also saw the scene where Uncle Jiu used his own power to resist the evil spirits for the people.
With that fearless appearance, the Lord seemed to see the shadow of "Lopei".
This is not a compliment, and the Holy Lord will not really praise a person, not to mention that in his eyes, Lopez is not a compliment, he just simply thinks so.
(End of this chapter)
