The golden runes flew out and hit the flute-clad mage, then slowly dissipated into the air.

After Master Diyi vomited blood, he retreated sharply for several feet before he gradually stabilized his body, but his breath was already sluggish, and he raised his head with difficulty and looked at Lin Zhi in front of him.

Lin Zhi flicked the clothes on his body casually, smiled evilly, and stepped forward, slowly approaching Master Diyi and Yifeng.

"You, don't come here!"

Yifeng bypassed the master, stood in front of him, and said with his arms clenched into fists.

"Hehe, little monk, although you have a deep Buddha relationship, but now you are a meat bird with no hair, and you are likely to fall to death if you spread your wings and fly casually, do you know?"

Lin Zhi sneered, "What's more, even those old monks of your Buddhism may not be able to understand the functions of the Buddha, what can you do as a little monk as a Buddha? You might as well go with me, I will teach you how to stimulate the potential of the Buddha, maybe you will cultivate to become a Buddha!"

"I'm not a Buddha, I've never seen a Buddha, and I'm not going to go with a bad guy like you!"

"Hmph, what do you know!" Lin Zhi sneered, but his feet were still slowly walking towards them, and there was only a distance of ten zhang left.

"You are not guilty, but you are guilty. The Buddha is originally the treasure that the entire monastic world is vying for, how many people will die because of you in the future, and how many sins will be born because of you, you can be said to be the Buddha, and even more so, you can be said to be a demon! I am a wicked person, yes, but you will definitely not be a good bird in the future!"

Yifeng was stunned, the fact that he was a Buddha had already made him feel pressured, but what he didn't expect was that he might become a demon in the future!

His eyes were glazed, he turned his head with difficulty, stared at a pair of trance-like eyes, looked at Master Diyi and said, "Master, am I really, going to become a demon?"

Master Diyi breathed a sigh of relief with difficulty, looking at Yifeng's eyes that were red with excitement, and his delicate little face became strange and stiff due to the surging blood and green tendons, and he felt very sorry for this little apprentice.

He shook his head firmly: "Yifeng, you know that we are cultivators, but many people are not, they are ordinary ordinary people, with birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hatred.

"Before I became a practitioner because of you, I was just an ordinary monk, and even though I had studied a lot of scriptures, I couldn't find the way to Buddhahood, let alone reach the highest state of Buddhism, which was to help all sentient beings. My only wish is to do more good deeds according to the Buddhist tradition, and to be reborn after death and avoid reincarnation.

"But I know that not to mention becoming a Buddha, or even just to avoid reincarnation, for people who have no ability, it is just an ethereal mirage, a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water, and a belief to comfort oneself for goodness. Without merit, no one can escape the suffering of samsara!

"However, after I became a Buddhist practitioner, I was able to cultivate my body and mind, strengthen my body, and prolong my life, and gradually explored the way to become a Buddha. Although that goal is still thousands of miles away, you have given me and your brothers hope to practice our beliefs!

"You have given us the qualifications to cultivate and the hope of cultivating the Buddha's path, but you are our hope! Since you are destined to be a Buddha, then you are even more of a hope to eliminate all sins and evils in this world! You will become the Buddha's light in this world!"

Master Diyi stretched out his hand and pulled Yifeng, who was shocked by his words, and stopped behind him again, then stared closely at Lin Zhi, who was approaching step by step, and said, "If there are still demons in this world, then people like him who try to stifle hope are the real demons!"

Lin Zhi was only less than five zhang away from them, and Master Diyi stood up straight, agitated the residual spiritual power that had just recovered, pinched the magic technique, and in a few breaths, Master Diyi returned to his original best state, but his breath was faintly unstable.

For the sake of Yifeng, he would rather stimulate all his essence and blood and fight to the death!

The accompanying spiritual power pinched out a solemn seal, only to see him grit his teeth and shout in a low voice: "The heart is better than the Nirvana Holy Seal!"

Immediately, his hands were spread out, he drew a circle of light and then closed it in an instant, pushing forward, as if gathering the power of the surrounding heaven and earth in his palms.

At the moment of pushing forward, the Buddha's voice was mighty, and the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth turned into blazing golden runes, combined into a faint three-zhang high Buddha phantom, sitting on the golden lotus seat, suspended above the head of Master Diyi, as Master Diyi pushed out his palms, the arm of the golden Buddha phantom slapped forward gently at the same time, and the golden palm suddenly slapped out, blasting Lin Zhi in front.

Lin Zhi's face also became solemn at this time, he quickly waved the purple cloud blade, and quickly drew a gourd-shaped pattern in front of him, faintly glowing with purple light, blocking in front of him.

The golden magic palm "boomed" and slammed into the purple gourd pattern, pressing Lin Zhi to retreat.

Lin Zhi took a few steps back, but his shoulders shook, and he immediately suppressed his steps, and the golden magic palm was still exerting force forward, but it was difficult to advance an inch.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lin Zhi took the purple cloud blade and swiped it towards the upper end of the purple light gourd, as if opening an opening for the gourd, the light of the golden palm immediately began to dim, and the golden light quickly shifted towards the mouth of the gourd, as if it had been swallowed.

In the blink of an eye, the golden palm quickly dimmed and disappeared.

Master Diyi looked at the scene in front of him in amazement, he didn't expect that the strongest blow he had forced to perform would be so fragile and easily defused by him.

He couldn't support it anymore, he only felt that his body was very empty, and he had no strength left, so he had to squat down slowly, and finally sat down on the ground, panting for breath, his face like ashes.

Lin Zhi's face flashed with a hideous color, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, no longer leaving his hand, he held the purple cloud blade in his right hand, waved it a few times, and a hazy purple light and shadow like a hungry wolf came out of thin air, and the wolf howled, and rushed towards Master Diyi and Yifeng.

But Lin Zhi didn't stay where he was, but followed closely behind the purple wolf light and shadow, the edge of the purple cloud blade in his hand glowed with a dark and sharp light, he just waited to take advantage of the chaos to strike the last blow and kill the old monk, the little monk was naturally in his bag!

Seeing this, Master Diyi hurriedly struggled to stand up, but before he could stand firmly, he saw a flash of purple light and shadow, and the purple wolf and Lin Zhi came to Master Diyi.

Unexpectedly, the purple light and shadow wolf rushed forward, and actually drilled directly into the chest of the flute mage, and then only heard a muffled sound of "bang", and the purple light wolf shadow actually exploded in his body!

And Lin Zhi, who was following closely, seized the opportunity, and slashed the purple cloud blade in his hand, "tearing" a sound, and a shocking wound appeared on the chest of Master Diyi, and blood gushed out, and the strange thing was that the red blood floating in the air was also mixed with a faint purple light!

Master Diyi's body shook weakly, and he fell down with a "thud", and the soil under his body devoured the blood he shed like countless bloodthirsty demons.

Ichifeng's eyes widened, and he looked at the body of the flute mage, his eyes full of horror.

He opened his mouth wide and tried to shout, but his throat contracted with excitement, as if he had been choked, and he couldn't shout.

There were only tears, only useless tears burst out of his eyes and kept flowing, and his body trembled from being too excited.

He seemed to look at the mountain he had relied on since he was a child, and it collapsed in front of his eyes in an instant, and thousands of thunderbolts thundered down in his head, beating his brain with a bang, and his body was drained of all his strength, and with a "bang", his legs fell heavily to the ground, and then he desperately pounced on Master Diyi.

"Master——

Yifeng finally cried out, but his voice was too excited, and he roared directly, but it was as rough and hoarse as two stones rubbing.

Lin Zhi stood quietly behind Yifeng, the Purple Cloud Blade turned red as if he had drunk blood, just like his excited red eyes, staring at Yifeng with a cruel smile.

"Master!"

At this moment, two shouts sounded one after another behind him, only the air was heard, and two powerful forces ran through the space, heading straight for Lin Zhi's back!

Although Lin Zhi was surprised, he had a lot of combat experience, so he didn't look back, he raised his right hand and wiped it behind him, and a golden light and a blue light were shattered by the purple cloud blade.

Immediately, two figures appeared in front of Master Diyi's body, and the moment they landed, one slashed straight down with a golden baguette, and the other stabbed forward like a poisonous snake with a cyan sword.

Lin Zhi was still wielding the Purple Cloud Blade to parry, but the two people who came were obviously extremely angry, and their strength was exhausted, and their fierce and domineering offensive forced Lin Zhi back by seven or eight feet.

Subsequently, the two of them took the offensive, and their figures flashed back to Master Diyi, and they were Yuan Yin and Shuli.

Yuan Yin helped the fallen Diyi Master up, checked the injury, Shuli squatted down, and hugged Yifeng, who was kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, in his arms, Shuli raised his head and stared at Lin Zhi viciously, his eyes glowing with devouring blue light.