Cien threw the cassock in his hand into the air, covering the two of them.
A vortex begins to appear underfoot.
At this moment, however, a machete suddenly appeared in Jingyuan’s hand and slashed towards Ci’en’s heart.
Blood splatters.
Cien clutched his chest and looked at Jingyuan indifferently.
The cassock that was supposed to transport the two slowly fell down and landed in Ci En’s hands again.
He put it on gracefully, covering the blood on his chest, and then said: “Jingyuan, what are you doing? Are you still blaming me for letting your senior brother sacrifice? You should know very well that the Dao of Exorcism is the There will be blood and a price to pay.”
The blood moon on Jingyuan’s forehead flickered for a while, and finally it was completely shaped, as if rubbed on it.
The machete in his hand also seemed to be full of blood, turning red as fire.
Jing Yuan stared at the kindness and asked every word: “Why, can you use [Ten Thousand Characters True Fire]?”
Ci’en smiled and said indifferently: “[Wanzi Zhenhuo] is the unique secret method of my Dabei Temple. I can use it, what’s so strange!”
“But apart from Master, no one can know [Ten Thousand Words True Fire] and reach the realm of [Shenzhen]. Because in the entire Dabei Temple, only Master has condensed [Bodhi Relic], which is why he is respected as Bodhi The reason for Dharma.”
“Uncle Ci’en, tell me, why, you can use the [Wanzi Zhenhuo] of the spiritual realm?”
The smile on Ci’en’s face slowly subsided, and she looked at Jingyuan blankly.
Jing Yuan’s eyes were already red at this time, and there was a strong killing intent in his eyes: “There is only one possibility, that is, you devoured Master’s [Bodhi Relic], and even devoured his cultivation!”
Cien sneered: “Jingyuan, if you want to think like this, I can’t help it. In the end, you are bewitched by that demon girl. Your master and brother are so kind to you, and Dabei Temple nurtured and taught you. You have grown from a cold-blooded murderer to an eminent monk who is admired by adults. But now, the murderer is right in front of you, but you are shrinking and hesitating for a woman, and you want to blame me for the crime.”
“Do you think that if I killed my senior brother, you will be able to be with that demon girl at ease? Jingyuan, you are so disappointing!”
In the Hall of Sealing Demons, the monks who were slaughtering all gathered around.
Hearing kind words, they all glared at Jingyuan, their eyes full of anger and disappointment.
“Uncle Jingyuan, have you forgotten how good your master and brother have been to you? How could you forget their blood feud for the sake of a woman?”
“The monk should be empty of all four, Master Jingyuan, forget it if you move your heart, and now you have forgotten the deep feud of my Dabei Temple. You are so disappointing to us!”
“Jing Yuan, have you forgotten how Uncle Wu Che waited so hard when he was the murderous [Blood Moon], never betrayed you, and saved you?”
Jing Yuan’s hand holding the machete trembled, and the faith in his eyes gradually collapsed.
At this moment, an unexpected voice sounded.
“Are you the [Blood Moon] who came out of the massacre thousands of years ago?”
The person who spoke turned out to be Dark Ye San.
As he spoke, he quickly stepped forward, stood very close to Jingyuan, and looked at the blood moon traces on his forehead: “[Red Devil Blood Moon], it’s really you!”
Everyone’s eyes were subconsciously focused on An Ye San.