"Good, donor, please spare this miserable man. ”

The great monk clasped his hands together, smiled with the signature Maitreya on his face, and the color of kindness and compassion in his eyes flowed.

"Reason. ”

"My Buddha is compassionate, killing is a move that hurts heaven and reason. Besides, the murderer will always kill him, hoping that the benefactor will be able to put down the butcher's knife in his hand. ”

The great monk persuaded him, in exchange for the harmless smile of the white-haired young man and animals.

"Just a few crumbs. The young man squinted and smiled, but the whole scene instantly became silent.

Blood swayed in the dead wooden building, and the next moment, it bloomed like flowers. The sweet smell permeated the air, combined with the unique scene in front of them, caused a strong sense of excitement to everyone.

Some swallowed, others vomited, and others looked indifferent. But there is one thing they agree together, it turns out that killing can also have such beauty.

The twelve Shura blades slowly turned into ethereal points of light on those corpses, and passed away with the blood mist that the blood-colored flowers had exploded.

Ye Qingyan turned her head sideways, and after the fight, her originally not good mood became more chaotic, and she only felt a chill in the reactions of those people.

She could understand the vomiting, but someone was swallowing. Before leaving, Grandpa's words were indeed true, cultivation is to grow up in blood and sin.

At this moment, she stared intently at the white-haired young man who confronted the great monk, before that, he was still the gentle and free man, but now, although he was smiling, he gave people a chill.

It's simply a person with two extremes of personality. She had seen White Night fight others before, but it was the first time she had read these things seriously from that look.

But this is such a person, so that she always unconsciously takes a few more looks, and she always feels that this is a kind of freedom that she will never touch.

The boy smiled, opened his slightly narrowed pupils, and there was a scarlet glow in his left eye. The great monk only felt a trance, and when he came back to his senses again, he found that he had already been surrounded by a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

The infinite will to kill swept through, even if he cultivated the Buddhist Dao and asked himself not to be disturbed by any evil path and demonic intent, it also set off a monstrous wave in his heart at this moment.

He was shocked, this level of killing intent was almost condensed into substance, even if it was a Buddhist genius like him, he would be disturbed by it.

He was also speechless, this person was obviously a teenager, how could he have such a terrifying killing intent, the cultivation of the killing path was different from other ways, in addition to the power of transcendent comprehension, it also needed precipitation and accumulation.

The great monk couldn't figure out what a young man at the peak of the knot had experienced to have such a chilling killing intent.

"Amitabha, although the little monk doesn't know what the donor has experienced, but relying on my Buddha is the right way. ”

In response, there were twelve blades that shimmered with scarlet light. The cold and dead killing intent swept through, and it affected the whole audience in an instant, but no one could move a bit, they were already dumbfounded, even a few Yuan Infant Stage masters, they didn't expect this young man to have this strength.

"Some people don't look easy to mess with, but they really don't look like anything to mess with. ”

Under the red sun, the top of the cloud mountain. A fat man stood beside a white-haired old man, his eyes no longer with the lewd banter of the past, but with a complicated look.

"Have you met someone outside of my hexagram, who is he, and what is his name?"

"Mo Cheng. As the fat man's words fell, a silver thunderbolt exploded from the sky, and the fat man was about to be killed in the blink of an eye. The old man's face was shocked, and when he raised his hand to seal it, the silver thunder dissipated.

The thunder faded, revealing the fat man's smiling face.

"There is nothing wrong with the legend of the sect, and there is indeed a forbidden cultivation. You, decided?"

"I remember you mentioned it to me. ”

“..................”

The old man was silent, he knew that the decision of his own apprentice was by no means a trivial matter, and it would even affect the fortunes of the entire sect and even the world in the future.

"What did the sect say?" the fat man let go of his hand, and the pitch-black wood ash drifted away in the wind. He never thought that the three wooden figures given to him by the master would be used like this.

"I don't know. ”

The fat man's face turned red, and he instantly had the urge to vomit blood. "You can't be reliable........."

"It's a big deal, what do you fat doll know?"

The old man squinted his eyes, and his face showed the same lewd smile as the fat man. He looked at the blue sky with the corner of his eye, he knew that his eighth tribulation was not far away, and if he survived, he would have the capital to get away with the world, and if he couldn't get through, he would arrange the future days of this fat doll as soon as possible.

"Is it worth it for me to do this?"

The fat man lowered his head, and his heart seemed to be twisted into a rope, tangled in pain. He knew that since he was a child, until he went to the Beifeng Frontier on a cold night, it might be the most accurate time for his Heavenly Acting Technique, and it might be the most inaccurate time.

He really figured out something terrible, like the origin of the white night, and some things that shouldn't be known. "What's so taboo about this.........?" the fat man felt his head big for a while, such a person should not and should not have anything to do with him.

But that's the case, he testified to some vague things in his hexagrams, including the feelings of the past life, the fate of this life, and some things that the young man will do in the future.

Finally, the fat man turned his heart aside.

"Go back, old man, I'm ...... It's decided. ”

"Good. ”

..................

"Your Buddha path, that's all. ”

Inside the small wooden building, the scarlet divine light was like a tide, rippling in the air with the rhythm of the terrifying killing intent of the white-haired young man. The cultivators were frightened, they knew that they were witnessing the game between two peerless geniuses.

The white night was furious, and he used the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, increasing his speed to the extreme that he could now improve, making himself turn into a scarlet shadow, constantly fighting with the golden Buddha transformed by the great monk.

All kinds of true qi rose from the air, but it was not emanating from the Great Monk and the White Night. They came from the monks who were watching, just because the confrontation between these two men was so terrible that it was just the aftermath of the battle, and it was no longer something that their physical bodies could withstand.

"Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding............"

Countless black and white blades splattered from the place where the two people clashed, it was the Fan Li demon power of the white night. It can be said that at this moment, Bai Ye has used all the strength he can use now, and this is the first time he has made a "full force" attack since returning from Beifeng Frontier.

The great monk clasped his hands together, his face was compassionate but his eyes were sharp, and bursts of chanting Sanskrit sounds sounded, and the brilliant golden Buddha light surrounded him. He cultivated the Dharma, but he practiced the Blissful Pure World of the Western Polar Paradise.

It was a physical art, and although it was one of the supreme methods, it was incomplete. When he first entered the cultivation process, if he hadn't awakened the Buddha's Dao Emperor-level spiritual vein, I am afraid that even his master would think that he was crazy.

However, in the cultivation world, the choice between genius and demon has never been understandable to ordinary monks. In the sound of Buddha chanting, the great monk is confronting Bai Ye at a terrifying speed, which is an extreme collision of the flesh.

Bai Ye gritted his teeth, and the battle intent of the sky-high burned from his heavy pupils, and at this moment, the demon blood in his body was completely boiling. The dazzling white flames ignited from his fists, and collided with the golden palms pushed by the great monk.

"Why?" came a woman's heart-rending cry in an ancestral hall. Beside the woman, there was a middle-aged man, clenched his fists, looking at the jade plaque that had just broken at the bottom of the wooden frame in front of him, his eyes were red.

On the side of the wooden frame, there was still an empty seat, where there was also a jade plaque, but it had long been shattered.

Since then, his two sons have all fallen, and both of them died tragically in his territory, and it is not clear why. "Mu Jiu, herald, everyone, go to the Mortal Residence. ”

"Yes, Lord Castle. ”

............

"The one with double pupils. ”

Flo was shocked, and in the collision just now, he really saw the young man's scarlet eyes clearly.

The figure of the great monk retreated violently, and at this moment, he completely put away his contempt for this white-haired young man. His junior brother, the reincarnated Buddha, Sha Bodhi, fell in the trial of the Beifeng Frontier, and when Sha Bodhi fell, he desperately sent back the news, only three words.

"The Great Witch was born, the taboo heavy pupil, and the immortal killing. ”

Combined with the news that has been circulating, Flo can't help but feel a chill in his heart. Isn't the young man in front of him a double-pupil person?

Flo asked himself, he was not as advanced as his junior brother's cultivation, but his junior brother had fallen mysteriously, and it was very likely that he had fallen into the hands of this young man.

Bai Ye also stopped his offensive, and he fell back to Mo Yexue and Ye Qingyan's side lightly, like a ghost. He waved his sleeve slightly, and countless water droplets dripped from it, which was his sweat.

After all, the other party is a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage, and fighting with him in his current state is still too reluctant after all.

"You... How does it feel?"

Ye Qingyan raised his hand and supported Bai Ye, who was already close to collapse. She looked concerned and secretly anxious. The previous one was still fighting with people, but now it has become like this.

"I'm fine, but it's time for us to go. ”

Bai Ye spoke, the violent and boiling demonic power in his body had gradually subsided, and at this moment, he looked up at the broken gap in the small wooden building, a pair of black heavy pupils were full of deep color.

"The trouble is coming. ”

The white night groaned, and a strong aura appeared in his perception. However, just as he grabbed Mo Yexue and Ye Qingyan and was about to use his body to leave, the great monk stopped in front of him.

"Dare to ask the donor, but Mo Chengcai?"

"It's not. Bai Ye looked back and whispered, and then disappeared from the sight of the cultivators, leaving behind a group of dumbfounded monks and a great monk facing the angry thunder from the sky.