Travels to the Holy Light Continent

Chapter 471 Crazy Noit

Just when Bai Qian was about to swallow the golden elixir, a pink light came out of the golden elixir and flew out.

"Huh? I wonder why he could escape after being refined into a golden elixir?"

Bai Qian looked at the useless golden elixir in her hand and shook her head. Anyway, she had already defeated Yaluo, and the most important thing at the moment was to obtain the Water of Nothingness. The story ended here.

"Demon King! You already have the powerful weapon, the Demon Refining Pot, why didn't you use it to refine it at the beginning? You wasted so much time in vain!" said Sun Wukong.

Bai Qian laughed when she heard that and said, "Great Sage, you don't know that the Demon Refining Pot has been a sacred object for the demon race since ancient times. My father once strictly prohibited the use of the Demon Refining Pot to capture demons and refine pills unless necessary. After all, after being refined into a golden pill, the demon loses the chance to reincarnate again. Otherwise, why do you think there are so many demons left in Jiuyuan!"

"You have good intentions, but it's a pity that you haven't been able to persuade them for tens of thousands of years and ended up being used by the Immortal Zhenyuan to pollute the Haotian Tower." Sun Wukong said.

"you!!!"

Bai Qian was speechless for a moment. Sun Wukong was just so careless. Although he was telling the truth, he could not tell all the truth. Erlang Shen was quick-witted and kicked Sun Wukong on the butt.

"You monkey! You are so vain that you want to become a Buddha, but you don't have any Buddha nature at all. Don't you know that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda?"

"Humph! I, Old Sun, only know how to eradicate all evil!"

"Okay! Let's watch Guanyin Bodhisattva fight!" Yuanshi Tianzun interrupted.

The one fighting with Guanyin Bodhisattva is a monster with six arms, each holding a sickle. At this moment, he is chasing Guanyin Bodhisattva relentlessly.

"Amitabha! Benefactor! Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right away!" said Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"Ah! Fight! I want to fight! Fight with me!"

"Noit! We are only here to get the water of nothingness! We will leave after getting it! This is also for the sentient beings in the three realms!" Guanyin Bodhisattva advised.

"I don't care! I just want to fight! If you beat me, you can do whatever you want!" Noit said madly.

Upon hearing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva gave up trying to persuade him. It was obvious that Noit was a complete fighting madman, and there was no other way but to defeat him.

"Amitabha! I am sorry for that!"

I saw Guanyin Bodhisattva with her palms together and chanting a mantra, and then thousands of arms stretched out from her back. This is Guanyin Bodhisattva's famous skill, the Thousand-Armed Guanyin Palm.

The crazy Noit was not afraid of the Thousand-Armed Guanyin but became even more excited. He danced six sickles tightly and flew towards the Thousand-Armed Guanyin.

Seeing this, Guanyin Bodhisattva launched an attack. In an instant, palm shadows flew in the sky, and each palm produced an invisible palm wind. Soon, a huge tornado blew Noit up. Noit was still struggling desperately in the tornado, shouting: "It's so exciting! Come again!" Guanyin Bodhisattva's eyes condensed, and more arms stretched out, chanting a spell at the same time. Each arm glowed with golden light, and then countless golden palm prints flew towards Noit.

After a moment, the palm print in the air disappeared, and the tornado gradually dissipated. Noit fell from the air, and his aura was extremely weak. Guanyin Bodhisattva waved one hand, and Noit slowly floated towards her.

When Guanyin Bodhisattva was about to say something, Noit suddenly opened his eyes, and he spewed black smoke from his mouth, directly injuring Guanyin Bodhisattva's eyes.

After a successful attack, Noit did a backflip and stood on the ground. His whole body was broken and many parts were even dented. However, despite such injuries, Noit was able to stand as if nothing had happened.