"Damn it, this is a trap, we were cheated!"

"Give me your life, spare me your life, I'm willing to surrender-"

"Don't be confused, don't be confused! Bastards, we have no way out, we will fight out with me!"

The fierce battle reached its peak in the blink of an eye.

In the desperate situation, the monks interpreted various aspects of life, and each of them reacted differently. Some begged for mercy, some scolded, and some resisted to the end. But no matter what, they faced the joining forces between the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism, and the defeat was decided.

"Senior brother, these people-"

The Dharma image showed unbearableness, so he came to Feng Yi.

Feng Yi frowned and pondered, and after a moment, he shook his head: "Evil thoughts have arisen, and the murderous intentions are not stopped. Only the disaster will be left. Brother Faxiang, they can't go back."

Although the people in front of them were tempted by the strange treasures, they joined forces with the evil demons and monsters along the way, attacking and killing the two factions repeatedly, causing many injuries. Not to mention that they were still lustful at this time, trying to kill Feng Yi and the others here, reducing the vitality of the two factions.

Even if they are soft-hearted and let them go, will they be grateful and repent after they return?

No, they will only be afraid of the two major sects and hold them accountable, thus becoming more completely into the devil's path.

The Faxiang's eyes moved slightly, and he obviously expected this. He sighed sadly, and then his eyes sternly. The "Reincarnation Bead" was radiant, as if he was angry with the Vajra Ginseng entering the battle.

Since you cannot be spared, then you will be saved! No matter what, there is no reason why Qingyun Sect works hard to destroy the enemy, and the monks in Tianyin Temple are sad about spring and autumn!

Half an hour later, the battle has stopped.

As soon as the cultivators bowed their heads, few escaped.

The disciples of the two sects cleaned up their hands after the war, rescued their fellow disciples, healed their wounds, and restored their breathing. Because of Feng Yi's magical power, the muddy ground around them dry and knotted, hiding grass, trees, poisonous insects and other objects in the water, either ran away or died, but it was a good place to rest.

The magical objects of the monks were collected, and the corpses gathered together. The magical weapons were driven by disciples who mastered the earth-moving magic, and cracked holes on the ground, and buried them all in them.

An old monk was compassionate and led two young monks to sit cross-legged in front of the grave, chanting the "Mantra of Rebirth" seriously.

The two factions led a group of people gathered together to discuss the subsequent itinerary.

Zeng Shushu withdrew his gaze from the monk who was chanting the mantra and said regretfully: "I originally thought I could do my best to do it in one battle, but I didn't expect that those evil demons and monsters were so cunning, but they were not fooled! Otherwise, I should have chanted mantras and saved the mantras for those evil demons and heretics now, how happy it would be?"

Zhang Xiaofan sat close to Zeng Shushu. Seeing that he was so rude, he hurriedly pushed him quietly.

Zeng Shushu indeed saw the strange face of the monk in Tianyin Temple and hurriedly said, "Senior brothers, don't misunderstand it. I am not saying that the purpose of relief is not good. The original intention of relief is to be very good. Otherwise, if so many monks are buried in one place, wouldn't it be bad if they generate evil spirits and resentful souls? Relief is to eliminate future troubles."
Chapter completed!