Holding flowers in left hand.

Holding a sword in his right hand.

The treasure elephant is solemn.

"My Buddha is compassionate."

The old monk didn’t know how many times he recited the Buddha’s name and instantly clasped his hands together!

In an instant!

The Bodhisattva's dharma image flicked with his left hand, and a Buddha seal with the word 'swastika' flew out instantly. It was only the size of a palm at first, but by the time it landed in front of Zhong Yu, it had already transformed into hundreds of feet.

Bang!

The Buddha's seal was imprinted on him instantly!

Sui Er.

The figure of the Bodhisattva's Dharma swayed, and he came directly in front of him. The divine sword in his hand was illuminated by the Buddha's light, and he slashed it down heavily.

A sword!

He directly knocked Zhong Yu away.

!

"Bald donkey!"

Zhong Yu reluctantly stopped, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked gloomy.

It's not that he was hurt too badly.

It's just that he didn't have the heart to fight.

With Lingya's distracting strength, he could crush a monk who had survived a human calamity with just one finger, but now... it's been half a day, a full half day!

Still no movement at all!

"no!"

He couldn't bear it anymore.

Go back and have a look!

Don't make the slightest mistake!

boom!

Think of this.

He picked up his cultivation, stopped fighting with the old monk, and headed straight to the top of Hanshan Mountain!

See the situation.

The old monk did not take action anymore.

But she still followed him closely.

A moment of effort.

The two of them had arrived at the top of Hanshan Mountain in an instant.

now.

Both Gu Han and Yan Qianjue have been gone for a long time.

"Master!"

With Zhong Yu's cultivation level.

Naturally, we can find some clues.

He didn't know where Gu Han had gone, but judging from the traces of Qi and blood left on the ground, it was obvious that Ling Ya's clone... had been killed!

"Master, you can actually lose?"

Since he became a disciple of Lingya.

After seeing his various tricks and plans, an idea came into my mind.

Lingya!

Never lose!

But today's scene broke his cognition.

"Great kindness!"

The old monk also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the lucky benefactor has his own destiny!"

Next.

Now you can slay the devil with peace of mind!

Think of this.

He sat cross-legged, and the image of the Bodhisattva behind him disappeared in an instant. As the Buddha's light circulated, he turned into three thousand Buddhas again.

For a while.

The three thousand shadows all have compassionate faces and chant sutras non-stop.

"What are you doing!"

Zhong Yu suddenly felt a little upset.

"donor."

The old monk lowered his eyebrows.

"You have sinned so much that I want to save you."

During the conversation.

The Buddha's voice was several times clearer than before, and together it turned into a miraculous force that penetrated his body, cultivation, and soul... and actually landed directly in his mind. No matter what he used,

No matter what method you use, you can't resist it!

"Bald donkey!"

He looked very angry.

"Wait!"

"When my master arrives in person, I will make you die a miserable death!"

boom!

During the conversation.

His figure flashed and went away again!

…

Half a day later.

"Bald donkey!"

Zhong Yu's eyes were red and he stared at the old monk following behind him.

"What on earth do you want!"

"donor."

The old monk clasped his hands together.

"I want to save you."

This half day comes.

He followed Zhong Yu closely.

Don't do anything else.

Just chant sutras.

Zhong Yu almost went crazy due to his torture.

"Fuck you Duhua!"

His eyes were a little red, and his speed increased a lot again. He just wanted to get rid of this annoying fly as soon as possible.

…

Three days later.

"Stop reading it!"

"I told you to stop reading!"

Zhong Yu's eyes were blood red, and there was a hint of madness in his expression.
To be continued...