The Vajra Pestle is like the sword of Damocles hanging above the head of the Wraith, and no matter which direction the Great Wraith moves, the Vajra Pestle will always lock on him.

Unlike the staccato chanting that the hut duo heard, the scripture that echoed in the Great Wraith's ears was intact from the moment he heard it. In the ears of ordinary people, these recitations are only some vague whispers, but to the resentful spirit, these scriptures are like the sound of a summer cicada's chirping, and the scriptures directly affect the soul of the resentful spirit, and now he is on the verge of spiritual collapse.

The Great Resentful Spirit condensed one by one energy balls and threw them into the Vajra Demon Pestle in the air, but these energy balls did not set off a chaotic storm of resentment as expected, they seemed to sink into the sea, slowly dissipating in the light on the periphery of the Vajra Demon Pestle.

Buddha power is to resentment power what sunshine is to ice and snow.

"Why...... Why...... Why are all of you going to cut off my path!"

"The clouds are scattered, and people have blocked my path for more than 300 years...... Now that I have just been born, there are Buddhist cultivators who have killed me quickly!"

The spirit understands that today he will not escape death, this is his last madness.

The resentful spirit suddenly thought of something, and its scarlet gaze locked on Yu Mingyu and Fang Yaoyao, who were still controlled not far away by the sharp howl.

Yu Mingyu was stared at by the resentful spirit's hair, and when he saw the resentful spirit coming towards him, Yu Mingyu understood the resentful spirit's intentions.

"Come and bury me!"

"Damn! This crazy jelly wants to drag the two of them on their backs when they are dying!" Yu Mingyu's face suddenly turned pale.

But before the wraiths could approach the hut duo, the Vajra Demon Pestle suddenly took on a new change.

The Vajra Demon Pestle was like a spirit, and after sensing the intention of the resentful spirit, the eyes of the three Buddha statues in the middle of it each cast a light curtain, and the light curtain converged below, forming a closed triangular pyramid, and the great resentful spirit happened to be surrounded by it.

The Great Wraith that didn't control its speed was directly loaded on the light curtain, and the sound of hot oil pouring tofu came from in front of the Big Wraith, accompanied by a crazy howl from the Big Wraith.

I saw that the front of the Great Wraith Spirit was as flat as if it had been ironed.

At this time, Yu Mingyu and Fang Yaoyao were five hundred meters away from the light curtain, but this distance was like a moat to the Great Resentful Spirit.

"Hahaha! Doesn't your Buddhists say that all beings are equal? Why did you change your rhetoric when you get to our resentful spirits!"

"Bullshit's Demon Slayer...... Hahaha......"

The last vestige of the Great Wraith was shattered, and instead of making useless defenses, he opened his arms as if preparing to meet the Vajra Demon Pestle.

At this time, he was also free and easy, and said with a wild laugh: "Come on, let me see if the hell in your mouth can tolerate me!"

The Vajra Demon Descending Pestle hanging above the head of the Great Resentful Spirit finally fell, and a light that was thousands of times more scorching than the original appeared on the periphery of the Vajra Demon Pestle, and the light was so dazzling that Yu Mingyu and Fang Yaoyao couldn't see everything that happened inside.

The golden light is like a new round of sun rising in the dark night, shining around as if it were day, Yu Mingyu looked at it blankly, at this time he had forgotten the tingling sensation of his skin, the triangular prism of the light curtain isolated everything that happened inside from the outside world, isolated from the sound, isolated from the picture, isolated from the energy.

Yu Mingyu didn't know how long the burst of golden light lasted, it could be a minute, it could be three minutes.

When everyone was calm, Yu Mingyu relieved himself and looked at himself, only to see that his skin exposed to the air had rolled up a thin layer of skin, and he could tear off a large piece of white skin along the stubble with a slight pull.

The dazzling golden light and the light curtain of the triangular prism line have all disappeared, and with it any traces of the Great Resentful Spirit, this land seems to have been purified, and Yu Mingyu can no longer feel the slightest resentment breath.

If it weren't for the He family's old mansion that had become ruins, Yu Mingyu would have almost thought that the appearance of the resentful spirit was just a dream for him.

The Vajra Demon Descending Pestle was quietly suspended in the air, as if it had been pressed the pause button, without the slightest change.

Fang Yaoyao struggled to stand up, and she pulled up Yu Mingyu behind her.

Only then did Yu Mingyu notice that one after another scorched black marks appeared on Fang Yaoyao's face and arms, and it seemed that Fang Yaoyao was much more affected by the golden light than him.

This is also natural, Fang Yaoyao is a third-order blood clan after all, the combination of blood energy and body cells is higher, under the illumination of such pure Buddha power, the blood energy in Fang Yaoyao's body will spontaneously gush out and compete with Buddha power, and those scorched black marks are the result of the confrontation between the two energies.

"Are you alright?" these black burn marks ......," Yu Mingyu said.

Fang Yaoyao waved her hand and said, "It's okay, just treat it as an ordinary burn, it won't take long to recover." ”

Seeing Fang Yaoyao say this, Yu Mingyu also calmed down a little.

Yu Mingyu was about to go to the place where the resentful spirit disappeared last to check, but before he could pass, he felt Fang Yaoyao stretch out his finger and poke his lower back.

When she turned around, she saw Fang Yaoyao staring in a direction in the darkness.

Suddenly, a monk in a gray monk's robe suddenly appeared in front of the two of them out of thin air, just like the Vajra Demon Pestle that appeared not long ago, without the slightest warning.

Gray shabby monk's robes, a string of simple Buddha beads......

Yu Mingyu was quickly sketching out the monk's imagination in his mind and jotted down the relevant information.

Age is not visible......

Wait, why can't you see it?

Yu Mingyu found that he could clearly know that there was no cover on the monk's face, but he couldn't remember the monk's face, raised his head and looked again, lowered his head and recalled that it was the same situation, often the same result was repeated several times.

The monk bowed with his hands together and said, "The poor monk is the support invited by the Shang'an Inquisition, and the two of you should know about it." ”

The monk's tone is calm and supple, like a spring breeze in March, and people can't help but let go of any guard in their hearts.

After hearing this, Yu Mingyu and Fang Yaoyao hurriedly returned the salute.

"Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue. Yu Mingyu and Fang Yaoyao said together.

Although I can't know how old this great power of Buddhism is, it is not wrong to call a senior when I meet a person who is stronger than myself.

"Don't be so restrained, the poor monk has already heard from the inquisition, it was you who discovered this sealed resentful spirit, and it was you who held him up and didn't let him completely unseal the last layer of seals, the key battles were all completed by you, and the poor monk was just responsible for the finishing work, not to mention the rescue. The monk said.

"It's not so much that the poor monk came to the rescue, but that the two of you saved yourself. ”

After saying that, the monk waved his hand and made the Vajra Demon Pestle fly higher.

Although the Vajra Demon Pestle had now regained its power, the aura it emitted still made Yu Mingyu and Fang Yaoyao feel uncomfortable, and the monk obviously saw this, so he kindly let the Vajra Demon Pestle be farther away from Yu Mingyu and Fang Yaoyao.

Yu Mingyu breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, the King Kong Demon Pestle was like a stove, which made Yu Mingyu's heart feel stuffy, and now after being farther away from the King Kong Demon Pestle, Yu Mingyu could finally feel a little cool at night.

There is no distinction between good and bad and good and evil energy, and it is only the living beings themselves who distinguish between good and evil.

The monk obviously understood this, although the energy of the two members of the blood clan was biased towards yin, but the two of them had good intentions in their hearts, so for him, the two of them were in the same camp as him.

Yu Mingyu has not seen through this point until now, and Yu Mingyu, a cultivator of Buddhism and Taoism, will always feel a little weaker.

"In the case of the enemy of the whole world, this resentful spirit can still cultivate to the fourth order with difficulty, which shows that it is not an ordinary person!" the monk sighed.

The path of resentful spirit cultivation is extremely hurtful to heaven and harmony, and since he was born, he has to confront the cultivators of the two realms of the present and hidden realms, and there are only a few who can survive the first order, let alone the resentful spirits who have cultivated to a high level.

Yu Mingyu and Fang Yaoyao didn't know how to answer, so they didn't make a sound.

"Have you heard of the origin of this resentful spirit?" asked Fang Yaoyao.

"I don't know, but it seems that your Inquisition has left some records that this resentful spirit is related to a cultivator of the Daomen," the monk said.

"By the way, I almost forgot, I haven't introduced it yet, the monk is called Hongping. The monk folded his hands and bowed again to the hut duo.

"Master Hongping!" Fang Yaoyao was surprised, obviously she knew the person in front of her.