“Kill them, kill these demons! Jingyuan, don’t you even listen to me?”
Jing Yuan closed his eyes, and the expression on his face slowly returned to being frosty.
He said hoarsely: “Sorry, Senior Brother, I can’t do it. I can never do it to Yu Mo.”
Shanhui’s face suddenly grim, she raised her hand and slapped Jingyuan’s face fiercely.
The little monk’s fair skin immediately became red and swollen.
Shanhui gritted her teeth and said: “As a monk of the Dabei Temple, you are so **** heartbroken. Are you worthy of the teacher’s teaching and the kindness of the second junior brother to you? I don’t know who this woman is, how can I treat you like this? She is fascinated, but she is not a good thing to mix with the demon of the world and the remnants of the Kagura musician! You never thought that she is deliberately approaching you, seducing you, and trying to lead you to become a demon. ?”
Jing Yuan said word by word, “Yu Mo didn’t seduce me, I liked her myself. I’ve never liked someone like this in my life.”
“I’m sorry Master, I’m sorry Second Senior Brother, Senior Brother, kill me!”
“Okay, okay, for a demon girl, you not only want to betray the Dabei Temple, but you are even willing to die for her?! My Dabei Temple has really educated you, a beast and a white-eyed wolf for nothing over the years!”
Shanhui’s eyes flashed with strong killing intent, he sneered, “You can’t do anything to her, right? Then I’ll help you! I’ll help you kill this demon girl! I’ll cut off this world for you. Bad luck!!”
Shanhui suddenly turned around, a golden stick appeared in her hand at some point.
This stick is called [Dharma Pestle], and it is a [Sacred Artifact] that can only be used by the highest monks in Dabei Temple.
Once, this [Dharma pestle] was in the hands of Bodhidharma.
During his battle with Luo Yunxiao, he did not take out the [Dharma Pestle] until the end.
After Bodhidharma died, Ci En gave the [Dharma pestle] to Shanhui.
It’s just that the sacred relic is powerful, but it is extremely difficult to control.
Shanhuiben also has his own natal magic weapon, so he has not used it.
But today, after taking the [Nine Turning Edan], he felt that his whole body was full of power.
[Dharma pestle] is held in his hand, as if it was integrated with his body.
Luo Yunxiao raised his hand and retreated both Mu Yan and Leng Yumo behind him.
The twelve natal swords were lined up, directly facing the attack of the Dharma pestle.
Bang-!
The Dharma pestle collided with the sword array, and the violent energy shock shook the ground violently.
On the already dilapidated palace, bricks, stones, and tiles fell rustling.
The Bodhidharma pestle flew back into Shanhui’s hands, causing him to retreat several steps and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Luo Yunxiao’s silver hair fluttered in the wind.
The blood-colored pupils are like the most dazzling ruby, revealing a coquettish light.
Sunhui looks at the blood she vomits.
The blood was actually mixed with black blood clots.
Shards like viscera.
Although, he didn’t feel any pain at the moment, and his whole body seemed to be full of strength.
But there was an overwhelming sense of fear and despair in his heart.
Luo Yunxiao, the world-destroying demon, is too strong.
At the beginning of the Dabei Temple, he blocked and killed the gods, and the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha.
Even Master Bodhidharma died at his hands.
Will he really be his opponent?
The hand holding the Dharma pestle trembled violently.
Cien’s eyes narrowed, and she said, “Shanhui, I’m going to hold Luo Yunxiao, and you immediately kill the other people. Including the one lying on the bed!”