"Kill them, kill these evil spirits! Jingyuan, don't you even listen to me?"

Jingyuan closed his eyes, and the look on his face slowly returned to a cold expression.

He said hoarsely: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I can't do it. I can never do anything to Yu Mo."

Shanhui's face suddenly turned ferocious, and she raised her hand and slapped Jingyuan hard on the face.

The young monk's fair skin immediately became red and swollen.

Shanhui gritted her teeth and said: "As a monk of the Great Compassion Temple, you should be damned to have a mortal heart. Are you worthy of the teachings of the master and the kindness of the second junior brother to you? I don't know who this woman is, how can I bewitch you so much?

It’s upside down, but she’s definitely not a good thing if she’s mixed up with the Demon of Destruction and the remnants of the Kagura Master! Haven’t you ever thought that she is deliberately approaching you, seducing you, and trying to lead you to become a demonic witch?”

Jingyuan said word for word: "Yu Mo didn't seduce me, it was me who liked her. I have never liked someone so much in my life."

"I'm sorry Master, I'm sorry Second Senior Brother, First Senior Brother, please kill me!"

"Okay, okay, for a witch, not only do you want to betray the Dabei Temple, but you are even willing to die for her?! I, the Dabei Temple, have really spent all these years educating you, a beast, and you are a wolf with white eyes!"

Shanhui's eyes burst with strong murderous intent, and he sneered, "You can't do anything to her, right? Then I'll help you! I'll help you kill this witch! I'll cut off this evil fate in this world for you!"

!”

Shan Hui suddenly turned around, and a golden stick appeared in her hand.

This stick is called [Dharma Pestle], and it is a [Zongtian Sacred Object] that can only be used by the monks with the highest cultivation level in the history of Dabei Temple.

Once upon a time, this [Dharma Pestle] was in the hand of Bodhidharma.

During his battle with Luo Yunxiao, he did not take out the [Dharma Pestle] until the end.

After Bodhidharma died, Ci En handed over the "Dharma Pestle" to Shan Hui.

However, the Zongtian Holy Object is powerful, but it is extremely difficult to control it.

Shanhui Ben also has his own natal magical weapon, so he has never used it.

But today, after taking [Nine Turns of Duerdan], he felt that his whole body was full of strength.

Holding the [Dharma Pestle] in your hand, it seems to be integrated with his physical body.

Luo Yunxiao raised his hand and moved Muyan and Leng Yumo behind him.

Twelve natal swords lined up in a row, facing Bodhidharma's attack directly.

Bang--!

The Bodhidharma pestle collided with the sword array, and the violent energy impact caused the ground to shake violently.

On the already dilapidated palace, bricks and tiles fell rustlingly.

The Bodhidharma pestle flew back into Shanhui's hand, knocking him back several steps and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Luo Yunxiao's silver hair was flying in the wind.

The blood-colored pupils were like the most dazzling rubies, exuding a coquettish light.

Shanhui looked at the blood she had vomited.

The blood was actually mixed with black blood clots.

Fragments like internal organs.

Although, he didn't feel any pain at the moment, and his whole body seemed to be full of strength.

But an overwhelming fear and despair still arose in his heart.

Luo Yunxiao, the world-destroying demon, is too strong.

Back in Dabei Temple, he killed gods when gods stood in his way, and Buddha when he stood in the way of Buddha.

Even Master Bodhidharma died in his hands.

Will I really be his opponent?

The hand holding the Bodhidharma pestle trembled violently.
Chapter completed!