The Witch of the Black Mountain?
Xu Changsheng was shocked.
He followed the old monk and quickly walked out of the side hall. He saw that the sky above the mountain peak was like a black cloud pressing down on the city, and the sky was about to collapse.
The world became dark. Black smoke in the shape of skulls danced around the mountain and made a sharp sound.
It was late autumn, and there was already a chill in the winter season.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
From time to time, black smoke from skulls would crash into the old temple.
When Xu Changsheng saw that the black smoke from the skull was about to hit him, a transparent light screen appeared and blocked the black smoke from the skull.
The moment the black smoke from the skull hit, golden Sanskrit would appear for a short while.
"So the entire ancient temple was set up with a restriction!”
"With the protection of the jinzhi, demons and devils can't enter at all.”
Xu Changsheng thought to himself. He was not afraid at all. Instead, he was calm.
The old monk stood in the courtyard and looked up at the sky. He saw demons dancing in the sky and ghosts wailing. He couldn't help but be furious.
" Witch of the Black Mountain, you're courting death!"
The old monk looked like a furious Vajra. He took off his kasaya and put his palms together."Disciple, look carefully. This is the Ten Thousand Word Buddhist Seal!!”
Xu Changsheng stared at the old monk.
The skinny old monk's body was surging with pure Buddhist power to strengthen himself.
The muscles of his originally skinny body immediately regained their youthfulness. Like an inflated balloon, they quickly expanded.
Xu Changsheng watched the old monk transform from a skinny old bald head into a muscular man.
"Ten Thousand Buddhist Seal!"
The old monk roared and clapped his hands together, slapping towards the sky.
"Buzz…"
The old monk's palm was filled with golden light. Two swastikas flew out of his hand and flew into the sky, spinning and growing bigger.
Even Xu Changsheng could feel the mighty power of the swastika handprint.
"Ah!"
The skull-headed black gas in the air let out a sharp and ear-piercing cry. It was like white snow meeting the sun, and it quickly dissipated.
The Ten Thousand Character Buddhist Seal did not slow down. It directly smashed into the black clouds that covered the top of the mountain and pierced through, creating a huge hole.
Outside, there was a vast expanse of white sunlight that gathered into a beam. It passed through the black clouds and scattered into the courtyard of the ancient temple on the mountaintop.
"This is the power of the Ten Thousand Character Buddha Seal…"
Xu Changsheng stood rooted to the ground. He could not help but feel excited. He clenched a faint swastika mark on his palm.
He thought that it was over, but a shrill laughter rang out from the black clouds.
"Hahahaha!"
"Old Bald Donkey, you are indeed injured.”
"Watch me use the Nether Ghostclaw to break your Buddhist restrictions!”
The thick black cloud that had a hole in it started to spin with the hole as the center. Ghosts wailed and wolves howled, and the cold wind in the mountains howled.
Xu Changsheng saw that the restrictions of the entire mountain gate had lit up, and the golden Sanskrit characters were flickering. He knew what was going on.
The next moment!
The thick black vortex suddenly sank.
From the hole, a huge white bone claw suddenly reached out. It opened its five fingers and grabbed at the ancient temple on the top of the mountain.
"Bang!"
There was a loud bang.
The restrictive Buddhist light collided with the Nether Ghostclaw of the Witch of the Black Mountain.
The Buddhist power and demonic power met, and they were like fire and water, emitting waves of black smoke.
Logically speaking, Buddhist divine powers could restrain all demons and ghosts.
However, the demonic power of the Witch of the Black Mountain was so strong that it almost shattered the golden lotus formation.
"Not good!"
The old monk formed a Buddhist seal with his hands. Veins popped out on his thick arms and sturdy upper body.
"Purple-gold staff, come!"
The old monk formed a hand seal and grabbed at the air.
With a bang, a dusty, spiderweb-covered staff flew out of the dilapidated side hall.
The monk staff glowed brightly and regained its former Buddhist might. The purple-gold light was dazzling.
The Witch of the Black Mountain exclaimed in shock from the black cloud.
"Damn bald monk, you actually have a Buddhist artifact!”
"I left behind a Buddhist artifact to guard against you!”
The old monk grabbed the purple-gold staff with one hand, and the copper ring on the head of the staff rang non-stop.
The old monk poured all the thick Buddhist power in his body into the back of the purple-gold staff. The muscles on his arm that was holding the purple-gold staff bulged, and his veins bulged.
The Witch of the Black Mountain saw that the situation was not good. Being cautious by nature, he immediately raised his Nether Ghostclaw and wanted to escape.
"You want to leave now? Too late!"
"Vajra vanquishes demons and devils, moving mountains and rivers with one move! Break!"
The old monk roared. His aura was magnificent, and he was like the angry guardian of the Buddhist Sect. His thick arm directly threw the purple-gold staff out.
"Dang dang dang dang…"
The purple-gold staff turned into a streak of purple-gold light and soared into the sky. However, it did not chase after the retreating Netherspirit's Claw. Instead, it shot toward another direction in the mountains.
Not long after, the Witch of the Black Mountain let out a miserable cry and fled to the horizon with thick black clouds.
The world finally returned to its normal state.
Xu Changsheng saw that the purple-gold staff did not fly back.
Moreover, the old monk's attack just now did not focus on the Netherspirit's Claw. Instead, it shot in another direction and landed in the deep mountains and forests, which surprised Xu Changsheng.
" Master," Xu Changsheng asked," why didn't the purple-gold staff fly back?"”
"And the direction you attacked just now wasn't the Netherspirit's Claw that attacked the Witch of the Black Mountain.”
The old monk stood still and answered,""The Nether Ghostclaw just now was not unleashed by the Witch of the Black Mountain.”
"The real body of the Witch of the Black Mountain is in a pit deep in the mountains.”
"It was originally a tree, but because it grew in a mass grave, it became a demon.”
"As for the purple-gold staff, it didn't fly back because it pierced through the Witch of the Black Mountain's body and got stuck in the trunk.”
The old monk was not wrong. The ferocious purple-gold staff carried a vast and righteous Buddhist power and pierced through a terrifying tree in the distant valley.
The end of the staff was like an arrow, piercing deep into the pitch-black tree trunk.
What was even more bizarre was that deep red blood actually gushed out of the cracked bark and flowed along the cracks.
A twisted old face appeared on the thick tree trunk. It opened its bloody mouth and roared angrily,""Stinking bald donkey! You will die for sure!"
Hundreds of withered branches shook violently. Black smoke of skeletons rushed out and danced crazily, representing the anger of the Witch of the Black Mountain.
The old temple was destroyed.
The old monk held on for a moment. When he saw that the Witch of the Black Mountain had really left, he heaved a sigh of relief.
With a sigh of relief, the old monk's old strength was completely gone, and the suppressed injuries erupted.
"Disciple, give me a hand!"
Xu Changsheng quickly went forward to support the old monk.
The old monk spat out a mouthful of blood, his breath drifting away.
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