The smell of blood permeated the hall.

In the silence, footsteps sounded, and Huang Tianbo, who was in the side hall, finally couldn't help it and strode into the main hall.

When he saw Zhou Yunchao, who was gritting his teeth and his face was distorted, his face couldn't help but change.

Ye Changsheng actually cut off Zhou Yunchao's entire arm!

Huang Tianbo had underestimated Ye Changsheng before, so he didn't dare to underestimate Ye Changsheng anymore.

Now it seems that he still underestimated Ye Changsheng.

With Zhou Yunchao's strength, it is more than enough to be a high-ranking worshipper in the mansion of a powerful person in Sanshui Town.

Unexpectedly, in just two short moves, Zhou Yunchao not only forced Ye Changsheng to "show up", but lost an arm.

Huang Tianbo finally began to understand the deep despair in his son Huang Jingyun's heart.

The reason why Huang Jingyun gave up on himself was because he knew in his heart that he would not be able to surpass Ye Changsheng in his life.

Huang Tianbo felt a surge of anger in his heart, and said sharply: "Ye Changsheng, how vicious your attack is, do you want to kill people and kill people?!"

Ye Changsheng smiled mockingly and said coldly: "Master Huang, although this is the hall of your mansion, it is not your turn to speak!"

Huang Tianbo was furious, turned to look at the silent monks, and suddenly came to his senses.

It must have been Zhou Yun who surpassed the bottom line and performed some radical moves that attracted Ye Changsheng's counterattack.

The reason why several senior monks did not speak out to rebuke Ye Changsheng was also because they saw this.

Master Juetong's chest was troubled, and his face became more and more gloomy.

When Zhou Yunchao displayed the "Ten Thousand Needles Burning Heart", he knew that Zhou Yunchao was going to use the attack of fire attribute spiritual power to tear apart the meridians of Ye Changsheng's whole body and abolish Ye Changsheng's cultivation.

Originally, he wanted to stop talking, but after thinking about it, Master Longhai, who had always been close to Ye Changsheng, didn't make a sound, so why should he bother?

Now it seems that the reason why Master Long Hai did not speak out was because Master Long Hai knew that Ye Changsheng's strength was enough to protect himself.

Although Zhou Yunchao said that he was a little excessive, he was a lay disciple of Cifu Temple after all, how could he allow a demon to be so humiliated?

Under the white eyebrows, Master Juetong looked at Ye Changsheng with a sharp gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Come on, take down this demon!"

"Wait!"

Ye Changsheng was not afraid, met Juetong's gaze, and said indifferently, "Master Juetong, there is no evidence, how can you think that I am a demon?"

Master Juetong was almost angry, and slowly stood up, and endless coercion suddenly descended on Ye Changsheng's body.

The big red robe faintly revealed a golden light, and Master Juetong said coldly: "Ye Changsheng, the old man can be identified now." ”

As soon as the words fell, Master Juetong was like a red sun, emitting a brilliant golden light all over his body, illuminating the entire hall.

Buddha Light Pudu?!

Master Long Hai was shocked: "Master Juetong, be merciful!"

However, it was too late, and a stream of golden light with deep mana sprinkled on Ye Changsheng's body like a waterfall.

That golden light was extremely weird, without a single scar, but it completely penetrated Ye Changsheng's body.

Ye Changsheng was like a specimen, pinned in place by golden light, and the incomparably powerful Buddha power was wanton in his body, tearing not only his meridians, but also his muscles.

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and an indescribable pain hit him in waves.

Ye Changsheng couldn't help but twitch all over, and a monstrous anger ignited in his heart.

The "Buddha's light" performed by Master Juetong is almost the same as the "Ten Thousand Needles of Burning Heart" performed by Zhou Yunchao before.

If there is no intention of revenge on him, I don't believe him if he is killed.

Ironically, the light of the Buddha with high mana power does not leave the slightest scar on the surface of his body, but the internal injuries caused are unimaginable!

Therefore, after the Buddha's light shines, Master Juetong is still such a compassionate monk, but he has become a wasted person!

If you want to play ruthless, then see who is more ruthless!

Ye Changsheng's gaze instantly calmed down, and he slowly lowered his eyes.

The next moment, his figure quickly shrank, his white hair quickly turned black, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the appearance of a twelve-year-old.

Just when Master Juetong was in doubt, twelve-year-old Ye Changsheng raised his eyes slightly, revealing a weird smile.

"Bang!"

On his body, countless blood flowers exploded in an instant, and one by one they splashed outward!

Almost at the same time, mysterious scriptures flashed out on the surface of Changsheng's skin, colorful and flying outward.

The mysterious ancient scriptures, exuding a vast aura, revolve around the body of the immortal.

The circling scriptures were torn apart layer by layer by the flying golden light, and then emerged layer by layer, like a moth to a fire, trying its best to block the invasion of the golden light.

Master Juetong's face was moved, and he suddenly withdrew the Buddha's light, and looked at Ye Changsheng in disbelief.

Everyone in the hall was in shock, looking at Ye Changsheng who was protected by the scriptures in disbelief.

Originally, they saw that Ye Changsheng had turned back into black hair, and they said that Ye Changsheng was going to show the original form of a "Demon Sect disciple", and they were still excited about it.

However, with the appearance of colorful scriptures and the vast and deep atmosphere of Buddhism, they can no longer be calm.

Because of this aura, it should never appear on the body of a demon sect disciple.

The inner vibration of several eminent monks was stronger and more direct than that of the onlookers.

They have already seen that Ye Changsheng is not a transformation, not a manifestation, but the first merit!

This, how is this possible,

How could Ye Changsheng cultivate the first meritorious phase?

The dazzling multicolored scriptures slowly disappeared, and the hall returned to darkness.

Ye Changsheng was scarred and bloodstained, and at the corner of his mouth, a blood stain slowly flowed down.

He sat cross-legged, his hands folded, and his immature face revealed deep sorrow.

Though I have no sin, and some men want to cut off my head,

However, with compassion for all sins, he himself will be treated by the Buddha.

A clear, ethereal voice that swirled and reverberated through the hall, echoing in the depths of everyone's soul.

Master Long Hai felt the same way, lowered his eyes, and folded his hands: Good!

Master Juetong was like being hammered, his face was unusually pale, and his tall body shook slightly.

What Ye Changsheng recited was "Buddha's Son"!

People slandered me in every way, and scandals and rumors spread all over three thousand,

I still have deep compassion and praise him for his virtue and Buddha's deeds.

......

The ethereal voice tore apart the realm of Master Juetong and pointed straight at the Zen heart.

A strange flush appeared on his pale face, and his body swayed and swayed like drunkenness.

Ye Changsheng's voice was louder and more sad.

Under the long eyelashes, the incomparably clear eyes looked at Master Juetong quietly.

If anyone in a large assembly reveals my privacy and speaks evil things,

Regard him as a good teacher, and respectfully bow to the Buddha......

"Poof!"

Master Juetong spurted out a mouthful of blood and sat cross-legged on the ground.