And once a high-ranking monk like Master Wuxin and Master Changkong breaks the precepts of Buddhism and begins to waver in his mind about the affairs of the world, then he will definitely fall into the realm of fallen Buddhahood.

At that time, everything that Master Changkong has cultivated will be destroyed in one fell swoop, and he will become a demon who everyone shouts to kill!

"Master Wuxin, you are a strong saint, and your status in Xiaoleiyin Temple is not low, you must know all this, I won't kill you today, I just hope you can turn back. After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Zichen persuaded him, "If you can, I hope you can persuade Master Changkong and let him go back to the right path." ”

After saying that, Zhang Zichen turned his head and left, and after walking a few steps, Zhang Zichen sacrificed a medium-grade immortal weapon and flew away in the direction they came.

At the scene, only Wuxin was left.

Unintentionally cut off by Zhang Zichen, he almost died, although this injury was nothing to a Saint Monarch powerhouse.

However, if Zhang Zichen wants to kill Wuxin at this time, then Wuxin will not have the ability to resist.

"Hey!"

There was a sad look in Wuxin's eyes, and he sighed helplessly and shook his head.

As everyone knows, there is also Zhang Zichen who is also in sadness with Wuxin.

Over the years, all Zhang Zichen's respect and worship for Master Changkong was all destroyed at this moment.

Zhang Zichen would never have thought that Wuxin and others would chase and kill him all the way, and it would actually be the order of the master of the sky.

For a long time, for those who wanted to kill him, Zhang Zichen must have returned blood for blood and tooth for tooth, but today, for some reason, he was stunned that he couldn't kill Wuxin, the person who wanted to kill him repeatedly.

Perhaps, Zhang Zichen still has a glimmer of hope for Master Changkong in his heart, perhaps, Zhang Zichen thinks that Wuxin is just a useless chess piece, as the so-called ignorant is not guilty, Zhang Zichen decided to forgive Wuxin.

Huhuhu-

In the process of Zhang Zichen's rapid flight forward, the wind was whistling in his ears, and for some reason, Zhang Zichen's eyes were actually rosy and soaked at this time.

After about half a pillar of incense, Zhang Zichen returned to the place where Tan Lu, Feng Ruotan and the others were.

Originally, this place was a high mountain surrounded by lush forests, but now, everything here has been ruined.

Before, the battle between Zhang Zichen and Wuxin and the powerful forces leaked out, causing the forest to be destroyed, the land to be overturned, and the big pits and ditches were formed invisibly.

Zhang Zichen came from a distance, and at a glance found Tan Lu, Feng Ruotan and others standing in the ruins, they were still standing on top of a dirt bag, waiting quietly.

Zhang Zichen could see at a glance that this dirt bag was the same mountain they had rested on before, but in the battle between him and Wuxin just now, this high mountain had been destroyed, and there was only a small dirt bag left.

Tan Lu, Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing saw a golden light and shadow flying towards them from a distance, and several people were excited.

"Who is that? Is that Brother Zhang?"

"It should be! It should be! That's definitely Brother Zhang!"

"Is it Brother Zhang? That's really good, so in this way, Brother Zhang won this battle?"

"Definitely! Definitely, yes! Brother Zhang is so powerful, he will definitely win!"

Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing were overjoyed, Zhang Zichen was still thousands of kilometers away, although they couldn't see Zhang Zichen's figure yet, but from their words, they could know that each of them hoped that Zhang Zichen could win this battle, and they all hoped that Zhang Zichen could survive.

However, there is one exception.

Tan Lu stood on top of the small earthen bag, tiptoeing over, she smiled and said, "Is that figure Zhang Zichen? Why do I think it looks a bit like that unintentional monk?"

Tan Lu's words immediately attracted the resentment of Feng Ruotan and the others, and the three of them immediately glared at Tan Lu angrily, and everyone was eager to rush up and slap him a few times.

"Tan Lu, you stinky woman!!" Feng Ruotan scolded, "If it weren't for my lack of cultivation, I would have killed you now!"

"That's it!" Lu Wenxing followed Ying He and said, "Tan Lu, have you eaten with this mouth? Do you have to say bad things about Zhang Zichen?

"Hmph!" Tan Lu rolled her eyes and snorted coldly, "What about the life-saving benefactor? I'm just talking about the facts, am I wrong again? Could it be that Zhang Zichen will be an opponent compared to the Wuxin monk?"

Tan Lu's series of questions made Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing extremely stunned on the spot.

Especially the last question, they know it well.

Zhang Zichen is just a monk in the True Monarch realm, while Wuxin is a powerhouse in the Saint Monarch realm, and there is a level difference in cultivation between the two of them, there is no doubt that Zhang Zichen will definitely not be Wuxin's opponent.

It's just that Feng Ruotan and the three of them have a very good relationship with Zhang Zichen, and they are called brothers, so in their hearts, no one wants Zhang Zichen to have an accident.

Therefore, they kept praying, hoping that Zhang Zichen could win this battle.

But what the truth is, everything is still unknown.

The golden light in the distance, that figure, is it Zhang Zichen or Wuxin? No one knows for the time being.

A few people on the small dirt bag quieted down again, and everyone was looking forward to it with anticipation, and everyone hoped that the golden light was Zhang Zichen.

And just after half a cup of tea, the golden light flew to the top of everyone's heads in the blink of an eye, and landed beside everyone at once.

When the golden light dissipated, a young man with unkempt hair and ragged clothes appeared in front of everyone.

"It's Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang!"

"That's great!"

Feng Ruotan, Lu Wenxing and Mao Zhijing suddenly smiled.

Although Zhang Zichen was very embarrassed, his face was full of stains, and his clothes were in tatters, but as long as others came back, there was nothing to do.

Seeing that it was Zhang Zichen who came back, Tan Lu's face was a little surprised, and his eyes completely revealed disbelief.

After a long while, Tan Lu said entangledly: "Zhang ...... Zhang Zichen, did you kill that unintentional monk?"

"No, I let him go. Zhang Zichen shook his head and said.

"You let him go?" Tan Lu was even more puzzled, "Zhang Zichen, are you crazy? That unintentional monk led the seventy-two rooms of the Little Leiyin Temple to kill you, but you let him go? Are you brain-burned?"