"Unfortunately, although this treasure is powerful, I am a person appointed by the Bodhisattva and ordered to take charge of this West Brahma Province."

The Xueyin Divine Monk had a sneer on his face.

"No matter how powerful your treasure is, it can't kill me."

Ye Qingyun smiled.

"I can't kill you with one sword, so how many more swords are there? I, Mr. Ye, don't believe that you are immortal."

The expression of the Xueyin Divine Monk suddenly became playful.

It seems to be mocking.

Seems proud.

"Immortal? You monster, you are right, I am indeed immortal."

Before he finished speaking, a treasure vase suddenly appeared in the hands of Monk Xueyin.

Ye Qingyun looked stunned.

Then it changed color slightly.

He recognized it at a glance. It was the treasure vase of Venerable Jing Ping. He must have broken it last night.

Why is it getting better now?

And it’s still in the hands of the Xueyin Divine Monk?

Where is the Master Jingbo?

A strange feeling of uneasiness emerged in Ye Qingyun's heart.

"What did you do to Lord Purity?"

Ye Qingyun asked in a deep voice.

The corners of the Xueyin Divine Monk's mouth rose, and his smile became more and more weird.

"Venerable Purity? He is in my body."

I saw the Xueyin Divine Monk lifting up his white cassock, revealing his body.

An extremely terrifying scene suddenly appeared in front of Ye Qingyun, the Five Great Zen Masters, and the Immortal Black Snake.

The body of the Xueyin Divine Monk is densely covered with living faces.

Every face has its eyes open, showing pain.

Live!

These faces are alive!

But strangely integrated with the Xueyin Divine Monk.

"Vase Purifying Master!"
Chapter completed!