The bronze mirror in the old man's hand looks like something from the Buddhist family, as far as what he just said should be correct, not bragging.

Nine times out of ten, this thing is a sacred relic left by the ancient Buddha.

Even if I didn't get close to it, I could still feel the Buddha aura emanating from it, the momentum that was overwhelming....... It seems to be able to suppress hundreds of millions of evils in the world........

It is no exaggeration to say that I have personally experienced the word righteousness.

What does it mean to be righteous and awe-inspiring?

This mirror is it.

That kind of righteousness that we good people don't dare to look at directly, it is simply incomprehensible, as if there is an unblemished saint standing there, looking at you, and also using great supernatural powers to observe what you have done in the past.

Who hasn't done something wrong?

Maybe there are, but I dare to say that there are definitely only a handful of people who have never done anything wrong, because many times doing something bad is not necessarily intentional.

can only say the old saying, people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, even if they are in a stable society, they will involuntarily do something that makes them spurn.

In front of that mirror, it was as if all the sins were hidden, even me, and I remembered the gentlemen who I had been ruthless before....... I don't regret it, but in front of the mirror, I'm just as scared.

It seems that anyone in front of it will expose their darkest side, and the darkest and most disgraceful things in their hearts will be examined by it one by one.......

The handle and back of the bronze mirror are inlaid with seven treasures of Buddhism, gold, silver, glass, coral, clams, pearls, and agate.

But there's no denying that the mirror looks very new, like a new mirror that has just been unpacked, and it is completely impossible to see how long it has been going on.

Illuminated by it, Miko seemed to have been hurt, his body kept writhing, desperately trying to escape from this formation, and the fire at the wick of the oil lamps that were the eyes of the array also began to shake wildly, and even made a whirring sound, as if it would be extinguished at any time.

But at this moment, a dazzling Buddha light suddenly reflected from the bronze mirror, as if other light sources were reflected by it.

Under the light of the bright golden Buddha, the oil lamps placed on the ground have also improved a little, and the flame burning at the wick has gradually stabilized, and there is no tendency to extinguish at any time just now.

Not only that, but even the Divine Son was also suppressed by this burst of Buddha light, and the Divine Son was no longer distorted, as if he was dead, and fell to the ground silently, without any movement.

Seeing this scene, Miao Wuren seemed very excited, and asked the old man with great interest: "Is it dead?!" ”

"Are you stupid? Do you need to ask? The old man replied angrily: "If it died, its own qi would have already dispersed, do you think it seems to be dissipated?" ”

As the old man said, the Divine Son just fell to the ground and did not move, but it does not mean that it is really over.

I could feel the aura in Miko's body flowing slowly, as if he was struggling silently to break free from the constraints imposed on him.......

Just when I was hesitating whether to show up now, I only heard a swishing sound, and a black mist suddenly drilled out of Miko's body, and the overall shape and outline were like arrows, and it went straight to the old man's face and pierced it.

This mist-formed arrow was unusual, and it didn't look loud, but its speed far exceeded all the attacks I'd seen before.

It is no exaggeration to say that if it was me before, I would definitely not have been able to dodge this blow, so I could only bear it hard.

But I don't have to be okay with it, after all, I have a flesh Gu and ancient qi, and nine times out of ten I can carry it and survive, but the old man is not necessarily!

The moment the black arrow was fired, I saw the old man's expression change, obviously a little panicked, as if he didn't expect Shenzi to have such a means at all.

I didn't dare to hesitate, so I threw out the Miao knife in my hand directly, and then rushed forward.

With all my might, the knife spun like a saw blade, flying much faster than I could run.

Almost instantly, it cut through the black arrow made of mist, and when the two sides came into contact, there was a crunch sound like the sound of metal clashing........

When the Miao Dao landed, the old man and the others failed to recover from this situation, and looked at the Miao Dao on the ground in a daze.

At this time, I had already run to the middle of the field, and without talking to the old man and them, I pulled out the Miao knife directly from the ground, and as soon as I turned around, I rushed to the side of the god son, raised my hand and slashed at its neck.

Forget about the bastards of the old church....... You still want to touch my grandfather?!! I'm going to have to kill you!!

Under the control of my current physical body, the Miao Knife is much sharper than before, not to mention the Divine Son, even if the Black Robe King descends here, I am sure that a piece of meat will be scraped off it.

When the blade touched Miko, I didn't feel any obstacles, it was like slashing through the air with a sword, and I felt like I was dreaming.

Without giving Miko a chance to struggle, Miao Dao cut off its neck, completely disconnecting its head from its torso.

But I have to say that this turtle grandson is also very powerful, even if his head falls off, he can still make a deafening scream in his mouth, and his whole body is constantly shaking, spasming, and looks like he has been beaten by electricity.

"Unit...... ......."

The old man seemed to come to his senses at this time, and looked at me tremblingly, his eyes red.

"Aren't you hurt? Why did you come here at this time?? Are your injuries healed?? ”

I turned my head and looked at the old man motionlessly, my nose gradually becoming sour, and tears could not stop rolling in my eyes.

That's right.

After losing the old man and them, I was like a mad dog who would do anything to get revenge, and more and more murderous fame was accumulating on me.

Those who don't know me, who have only heard of me, know that I am good enough...... It's ruthless enough....... But what do they know??

In the final analysis, after losing the old man, all I could feel was one emotion, and I was overwhelmed.

I don't know how I can live my life without the guidance of the old man, and how I can continue to move forward in the industry......

It is undeniable that I am very dependent on the old man, and I have involuntarily grown a lot during the time I lost them.

But now when I see him, my growth seems to have come to naught, tears keep rolling in my eyes, and the feeling of having to rely on me makes my nose sour, and my heart is even more mixed.

After a long silence, I kept my voice hoarse, trying to control my tone as much as I could, hiding the tremor of my voice.

"Master."

Hearing my voice, the old man nodded tremblingly, and wanted to come over to see me, but he didn't move, still standing on the edge of the formation, holding the oil lamps.

"I'll talk about it later, Shen boy, are you sure to get rid of it?" Miao Wuren struggled to get up, gritting his teeth and glaring at the god son on the ground: "This bastard is not simple....... Give it a little more time to get out of the situation! ”

"Don't push yourself."

The old man glanced at me, and the worry in his tone could be heard by anyone.

"Don't worry, sir, I'm sure."

As I spoke, I raised my hand, pretended to yawn, and rubbed my eyes quietly.

"It's just a god son, not a black-robed king, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

As I spoke, I lifted my foot and stomped heavily on Miko's chest.

I didn't know how strong I was, but I felt that my strength was about the same as before, but when I stepped down, I heard the sound of bones shattering from Miko's body, and I was dumbfounded.

That's amazing...... There's still a physical object in this thing?? And bones?? Isn't it made of gas?!

"Can you get rid of it?" Miao Wuren looked at me expectantly.

I shrugged my shoulders, but without finishing my words, I pulled out the Miao knife from the ground and slashed it down again at the head of the Son of God.

Before it could scream, I raised my hand again and repeated the chopping motion.

I used all my strength with every knife, and the speed of the swing was extremely fast, and I couldn't see the shadow of the Miao knife at all, not even a phantom.

When the god was silent, his head was rotten into a black mist, and the qi in his body gradually began to collapse, I spoke.

"If I can get rid of it, I'll see."