Chapter 397: Can You Still Lift the Knife?

The runes exuded an evil aura, instantly causing all the surrounding leaves to wither and wither.

"My Buddha's Compassion ......"

Master Wunian bore the brunt of it, and the pressure was the greatest,

I saw him put his hands together, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his face showed a sad look.

The Buddha statue behind him suddenly rose,

A trace of golden light seeps out of the big Buddha statue,

Soon it floated in mid-air, blooming with endless Buddha light,

The light of the Buddha seems to have no power,

But

The head of the beast illuminated by the Buddha,

But it's like encountering sulfuric acid,

Instantly emitted a corrosive sound,

Roar~~~

The beast's head let out a loud roar again, spewing out a thick breath of black gas,

The black gas condenses but does not disperse,

Like a cloud of ink,

Spraying towards the Buddha statue in the sky,

Wow~~~

The Buddha's light shines in the black air,

made a loud snort,

Countless white smoke came out of the black gas,

It's just a breath away,

The black gas shrank by half,

Before it could get close to the Buddha statue, it was purified by the Buddha's light.

But

The beast's head was not discouraged,

But like a spittle,

One after another, they kept spraying at the Buddha statue,

Puff puff~~~

The black gas rushed towards the Buddha statue one after another like a cannon,

But

These black gas cannonballs cannonballs can't get close to the Buddha statue within three meters.

But

Master Wunian's face was surprisingly solemn,

Ground

The rune corroded by the black liquid began to reveal a strange dark red light,

And in all that black liquid,

also began to drill out fist-sized skulls, and in the hollow eye sockets, a trace of dark red light leaked out, which was particularly terrifying.

The big move of the grimace black-robed man,

It's certainly not going to be that simple,

The seal is quickly formed in the hands of the master of Wunian,

"Hmmm... Hm... This... Trumpet...