His whisper came from the sky.
…
boom!
boom!
Within the void.
Zhong Yu had been fighting with the old monk for half a day. He had not noticed before and was slapped by the huge palm that fell from the sky, but he was seriously injured.
now.
Standing behind the old monk.
Not a Buddha or a Vajra, but a Bodhisattva.
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.
boom!
The Buddha's seal was imprinted on him instantly!
Sui Er.
The figure of the Bodhisattva's Dharma image swayed, and he came directly in front of him. The divine sword in his hand flashed with Buddha's light, and he slashed it down hard.
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 Ling Ya'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 energy 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 methods 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 constantly.
"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."
Talking room.
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 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 give you a hard death!"
boom!
Talking room.
His figure flashed and went away again!
…
Half a day later.
"Bald donkey!"
To be continued...