Volume 1: Zhao Shanhe Chapter 78: Demonic Aura in the Eyes
Boom!!!
In the offensive of dozens of talismans, a dark golden light surged, and the surging spiritual energy continued to impact, but it never weakened at all.
Wu Hai roared one after another, and the anger in his heart was completely aroused. He waved the monk's robe in his hand to forcefully disperse the surging spiritual energy around him, not caring about the damage to this magical weapon.
In just a moment, more than a dozen attacks were dissipated, and Wu Hai's figure was revealed.
However, when he was about to take a step forward and smash Ji Yuan to death with one hundred and eight rosary beads in his hand, he saw the other party throwing a talisman with brilliant colored light into the air.
Just after hearing a loud shout, a thick and pure spiritual energy spurted out, and then condensed into a huge, translucent sword shadow about ten feet long.
The colorful clouds were flowing on the broad sword, and endless sword energy fell down. It just paused and then slashed down in the air.
Seeing this scene, Wu Hai immediately shouted low, and immediately threw the half-broken monk's robe in his hand towards the huge sword shadow that fell in the air.
However, this half-destroyed magic weapon only lasted for a moment, and then was shattered by countless sword energies and turned into dozens of messy pieces of cloth.
"rise!"
A fierce light flashed in Wuhai's eyes, and with a thought in his mind, the alms bowl in his palm suddenly flew into the air. Although it was imprisoned by several ink-colored shackles, it also emitted a rich clear light.
However, in front of the huge sword shadow, it was also a magic weapon bowl of acceptable quality. It only lasted for three or four breaths, and then the sword shadow flashed past and cut it into two halves!
At this moment, in addition to the overwhelming anger, Wu Hai's face even showed an uncontrollable look of panic.
The Buddha's light around him shone brightly, and dark golden Sanskrit characters emerged one after another, and then turned into two huge palms. Following his movements, they moved upward to meet him, and closed the sword in his palms.
Bang!!!
The floor tiles under Wu Hai's feet suddenly shattered, half of his legs sank into the ground, and his robes were torn apart by the falling sword energy. He looked like he still looked like an eminent monk.
At this moment, the demonic aura billowing from his body swept out together with the dark golden Buddha's light, constantly blending into the pair of giant palms above his head.
"Do it quickly!"
Ji Yuan roared angrily and immediately woke up everyone who made a sound.
The one who reacted the fastest was Zhao Yuansong. He used his hands to create the magic formula. As the magic power in his body vibrated, khaki-colored spikes condensed out of thin air. Soon, with just one or two fingers, most of them pierced into Wu Hai.
in the back.
Shen Lang, who was beside him, turned the text into a palm-sized seal with the book in front of him at this moment, and smashed it hard on Wu Hai's head.
Two consecutive attacks were launched, and Wuhai suddenly felt his vision go dark, and the magic power in his body stagnated for a moment, almost causing the transformed palms to collapse.
But before he could adjust his breathing again, a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in front of him.
Su Hongzhu endured the discomfort caused by the Buddha's light. A pair of arms revealed her true body, and the crystal white bones turned into fist shadows, falling on the opponent like a violent storm.
Even though Wu Hai was a Buddhist monk, his physical strength was comparable to that of a martial artist in the same realm, and he had a dark golden Sanskrit body protection, but he could not withstand such an intensive attack with astonishing brute force.
After receiving dozens of punches, the dark golden Sanskrit text on his body suddenly collapsed, and finally he was hit on the forehead by a punch, and his whole body suddenly flew backwards.
"cut!"
Ji Yuan shouted loudly, put his middle and index fingers together, and pointed towards the huge sword shadow in mid-air.
In an instant, the sword shadow formed by the Heavenly Sword Talisman circled and stood fiercely on Wu Hai's body. With a muffled sound, this powerful body tempered by Buddhist techniques exploded into
The blood mist filled the sky.
Seeing this scene, everyone retreated to avoid being splashed with blood. However, the statues around them could not escape and were splashed with blood.
After more than twenty breaths, the aura of the Tianjian Talisman dissipated, and the hall slowly returned to calm. However, except for the blood splattered around and a string of rosary beads on the ground, there was nothing else.
A former generation of eminent monks entered the second realm of Wuhai after falling into the demonic path. Although he tried his best, he still could not escape the fate of being beheaded.
"Are you OK?"
Shen Lang bypassed the blood on the ground and came to Ji Yuan's side, stretched out his hand and put it on the other person's shoulder.
He knew in his heart that Ji Yuan's feelings for that person were higher than his. He really regarded him as a relative. He would often take the elixir he refined to prolong the life of the already old Wu Hai.
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It's just that it's so difficult for mortals to extend their lives. Even Ji Yuan can't successfully refine such a life-extending elixir, not to mention that even if they rack their brains, they can't get the necessary ingredients together.
Various elixirs.
Now Wuhai not only fell into the demonic realm, but was also killed by everyone's combined efforts. The key final blow came from Ji Yuan's hand...
Thinking of this, Shen Lang opened his mouth, but in the end he was unable to say a few words of comfort.
For Ji Yuan at this time, any words of comfort are not as good as letting him digest it slowly.
At this time, Zhao Yuansong and others also came over, holding the string of rosary beads that had fallen into the blood in their hands. After wiping them clean, they handed them to Ji Yuan, who was silent.
Even if the relationship between the two is not mentioned, the final blow to kill Muhai was struck by him. According to the rules, if there is any loot, it will be given to him first.
After a while, Ji Yuan let out a long breath, glanced at the rosary in front of him, then reached out and held it in his palm.
He raised his head and took a look, seeing that everyone's eyes were full of concern and worry, he couldn't help but smile.
"You may not believe it, but I feel that Master Wu Hai... doesn't seem to have really died."
Ji Yuan thought for a while and then expressed his feelings.
However, a group of people just thought that he had not gotten over his emotions, so they had some misunderstandings.
After all, killing an elder who was familiar with you with your own hands, even if the other person has fallen into the evil way, is a last resort, and it will still be very uncomfortable to think about it.
"Let's not mention these. Let's go see how Huixin is doing."
Ji Yuan shook his head and suppressed some thoughts for the time being. If Wu Hai was really not dead, he would definitely appear again.
As a result, a group of people quickly left the hall and followed a path to the backyard of Baiyun Temple.
This is a place where Buddhist monks usually gather to practice, but at this moment it has turned into a place of evil spirits. You can no longer feel the atmosphere of Buddhism, and everything you see is filled with strong evil spirits.
At this time, under an old tree in the courtyard, Huixin was sitting cross-legged, with a thin layer of Buddhist light emerging from her body, and she was constantly reciting Buddhist scriptures to resist the invasion of evil spirits around her.
He must have been restrained by Wu Hai, and his energy was stagnant. He could only rely on the Buddha's light he had nurtured in the past to barely support himself here.
If everyone comes late to take half a stick of incense, Hui Xin is likely to be unable to hold on any longer and be invaded by demonic energy, ending up with the same fate as Wuhai and falling into the demonic path.
However, although everyone was anxious, they did not step into the small courtyard rashly. Instead, after confirming for a while, Shen Lang took action and used his awe-inspiring righteousness to dispel the evil spirit in this place.
After that, a group of people stepped into it and quickly came to Huixin's side.
"break!"
Zhao Yuansong made a few seals, and with a low shout, he pointed his sword at several of Huixin's big orifices.
With the influx of mana, the restrictions on his body collapsed, and the latter faintly woke up and opened his closed eyes.
But as soon as Hui Xin saw the people in front of her, the light in her eyes suddenly dimmed, and a look of sadness appeared on her face.
Obviously, the fact that several people can appear here and unlock the restrictions in his body is enough to show that his master Wu Hai has been killed by Ji Yuan and others.
Otherwise, there is no way that a second-level monk who has turned from Buddha to demon would let the enemy go and just come to the backyard of Baiyun Temple and rescue the person easily.
"Master, he..."
Huixin looked gloomy and looked at the two friends beside her.
Seeing this, Ji Yuan hesitated for a moment, and then said softly: "He was killed with one blow, and he didn't feel any pain."
"Amitabha!"
He clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant in a low voice without saying anything more.
Such a result can be regarded as a happy ending for his teacher Wuhai who fell into the devil's path.
If he falls into the hands of the imperial court, he will inevitably have to endure years of beatings and torture. It is impossible to give Wu Hai a happy ending until the interrogator is completely relieved.
"Let's go, get out of here first."
Ji Yuan glanced around, and then together with Shen Lang, he helped Hui Xin up, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
This Baiyun Temple, which was full of incense, is now considered to have been destroyed. It is surrounded by evil spirits. Even if there are experts from the court to come here to purify it, it is impossible for there to be any incense anymore.
Besides, after this time, the imperial court would not be able to allow Baiyun Temple to continue, and would probably destroy it directly in the end.
Not long after, a group of people walked out of Baiyun Temple. As they stepped out of the temple gate, Ji Yuan and others subconsciously turned around to look.
Ji Yuan and Shen Lang both felt a little emotional. After all, they still had many good memories with this place.
As for Zhao Yuansong and Xu Qiqi, they were a little frightened, especially the former, who had many messy thoughts in their hearts.
Originally, he thought that after he broke into the second realm between life and death, even if he was defeated by a powerful enemy, he could retreat at any time and escape safely with his junior brothers and sisters.
But after this battle, he finally understood the truth that there are so many masters in the world, and every mountain is higher than the next.
Su Hongzhu, on the other hand, didn't feel any emotion about this. She stayed beside everyone bored, but her eyes often looked at the members of the Three Swordsmen Society in the distance.
Those young and strong people who are full of energy and full of vitality and blood in their bodies are like walking delicacies in his eyes. It takes a lot of effort to control the thought of a full meal.
"Amitabha……"
Huixin clasped her hands together, her face full of bitterness.
Finally, he bowed slowly three times towards the temple in front of him, and then left with everyone.
But even he himself didn't notice that at the moment he turned around, a wisp of evil spirit flashed through his eyes. This chapter has been completed!
