The palace is already a lifeless hell.

In Chu Xiangsheng's plan, he originally wanted to come to the palace again after a while, but he didn't expect to advance this matter because of the little girl.

The little girl was already lying on his back by this time, and finally stopped crying.

Chu Xiangsheng felt that the little girl's body and breath on his back were a little cold, and he was a little surprised.

After that, Chu Xiangsheng swallowed a pill that Mo Liangxue had given him before, and breathed a little. Then he opened the big yellow umbrella and walked out of the palace with the little girl on his back with a hidden breath.

He didn't want to stay in Stormtown for a moment.

......

Half an hour later.

In the silence of the night, two figures walked to the gate of the palace.

It was a monk and a man in gray.

The guards on duty at night in front of the gate of the palace were still standing beside the two stone lions, but they were a little sleepy.

When they saw the two men, they immediately looked at them intently. The man in gray was a disciple of the Luomen Sect, and after seeing the two night watchmen, he hurriedly said, "The seniors of the Tianxing Temple have come to fetch things. ”

Then the two men walked to the door.

The two guards didn't know why, but they always felt that the atmosphere was a little strange tonight. When they heard this, their faces were relieved, and then they hurriedly opened the gate of the palace.

When the door was opened, there was a strong smell of blood.

Everyone looked stunned.

"It's ...... What's going on?" the gray-clothed man from the Romana Sect swallowed, his face turning a little pale.

The two night watchmen couldn't believe what was happening before them.

"Amitabha, good, good. The monk twisted the beads and sighed.

Then the two guards and the man in gray took a deep breath and stepped into the backyard, and then they felt that their minds were a little dizzy, and the spiritual power in their bodies was a little difficult to control.

In a moment, the three of them became a little sluggish, and they just stood there motionless.

They didn't go mad like the rest of the palace before, they didn't slash people, they didn't become bloody and cruel, they didn't laugh or cry like everyone else in the palace before them.

"Hidden breath and disturbing minds?"

The monk felt the gradually changing aura of the palace, and frowned: "It seems that this is a time-limited formation." ”

He was right, the inkstones that Chu Xiangsheng had placed in the Wang family to maintain the Hidden Array and the Phantom Array had gradually weathered and were almost completely useless.

It's just that he doesn't know that these are two formations, not one.

Then the monk approached the palace directly, twisting the Buddha beads to feel a certain fluctuating aura, and ignored the three people who were already demented.

Through the string of Buddhist beads in his hand, he determined the goal of this trip.

The monk walked past Wang Feng's corpse, and then walked straight to the lobby of the Wang family. He looked at the seat in the middle of the hall, where there was a wooden staff that glowed with a faint golden light. The monk walked over and hurriedly picked up the wooden staff.

At this moment, the beads twisted in his hand also emitted a faint light, reflecting the wooden staff.

The golden light shone on the monk's face, revealing a satisfied smile.

The monk looked out of the lobby once again and saw the bleeding outside.

Then he withdrew his gaze and placed it on the wooden staff in his hand. He lifted his staff, looked solemn, and gently recited a scripture mantra.

The aura on the wooden staff shone brighter and brighter.

In the monk's spiritual sense, a figure carrying a child on his back suddenly appeared ten miles away.

"Demons and demons can't escape. ”

The monk put away the wooden staff and said in a low voice. There was a flash of red light in his pupils, and it looked a little strange under the golden light of the wooden staff.

Then a breath of the Void Realm came from the monk's body, and flew directly towards a certain forest in the east of Fengfang Town.

......

Chu Xiangsheng walked on the dark mountain path, and his steps seemed a little slow. The little girl on his back was already asleep holding his black knife and big yellow umbrella.

The blood flowing from Chu Xiangsheng's body had already dried up and coagulated, and the Mo family pill he had swallowed before had worked on his wound, and it didn't seem so painful.

After walking for another quarter of an hour, suddenly the sound of Buddhist scripture chanting came out in front of Chu Xiangsheng.

Chu Xiangsheng paused, feeling the breath of obscurity emanating from his front, and his pale face changed slightly.

"Amitabha. ”

A monk walked with a wooden staff and a Buddhist bead to Chu Xiangsheng, who was carrying a little girl on his back, then bent down slightly, folded his hands and said, "Donor, you have fallen into the devil." ”

Chu Xiangsheng frowned, and then remembered that he had seen this monk in the restaurant before. At that time, there were still a few monks in the Enlightenment Realm around him, but he didn't know why he was the only one here now.

Seeing that Chu Xiangsheng didn't speak, the monk sighed: "The poor monk originally went to the palace to get back the spirit staff that fell in the Ranjian Garden before my temple, but he didn't want such a tragic thing to happen in the courtyard, and after the poor monk retrieved the scepter, he wanted to come and intercept you." ”

He looked at the little girl who was sleeping with a black knife behind Chu Xiangsheng's back, and said solemnly: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot." ”

Chu Xiangsheng said: "She is still young, and now she is asleep, so don't wake her up." ”

The monk shook his head slightly.

Chu Xiangsheng's pupils shrank.

He felt the hidden aura of the person in front of him, and because of his long experience of life and death, he felt the hidden killing intent and evil aura of this person.

This man was not the same as the monks he had met before.

Chu Xiangsheng exhaled, and then asked, "You said that if I enter the demon, I will enter the demon?"

The monk closed his eyes and said, "Monks don't speak. ”

Chu Xiangsheng looked at the monk and said, "But it's crazy for you to say this now." ”

The monk shook his head: "If you are stupid and stubborn, lose your rationality and kill too many beings, you will fall into demons." ”

"I haven't lost my mind. ”

"The poor monk said when he killed someone. ”

"I'm not in a demon right now. ”

"Foolishness. ”

"Those are the people I think deserve to be killed. ”

"Stubborn. ”

Chu Xiangsheng felt the evil aura that the monk deliberately hidden, and then asked, "Monk, haven't you killed anyone?" ”

The monk was silent for a moment.

Chu Xiangsheng narrowed his eyes.

The monk then opened his eyes, his face was calm, he no longer twisted the Buddha beads in his hand, directly raised the wooden staff in his hand, and then directly waved it towards Chu Xiangsheng.

Chu Xiangsheng's face changed greatly, he felt that this monk was a little strange, but he didn't expect this person to shoot directly without saying much.

This blow was the attack of a true Impassable Realm cultivator.

The monk didn't care about the life and death of the little girl on Chu Xiangsheng's back.

Chu Xiangsheng quickly took the umbrella from his back and opened it, blocking the umbrella in front of him.

But the monk has no access to the realm, and he also uses a scepter, Chu Xiangsheng can't withstand this huge impact with a yellow umbrella.

He carried the little girl on his back and was directly bounced out.

The large yellow umbrella landed gently on the side of the road.

The black knife that the little girl was holding in her hand was also thrown to the ground.

Chu Xiangsheng felt that his body was overturned, and his own snow mountain qi was also shaken.

A mouthful of blood erupted from his mouth again, and his whole body was dripping with blood again.

Chu Xiangsheng hurriedly looked at the little girl beside him.

The little girl's face was pale, as if she had not woken up, and as if she had fainted.

There was some blood on the corners of her mouth, but she seemed to have a steady breath and nothing serious.

Chu Xiangsheng couldn't move anymore, he looked at the monk in front of him who was carrying a wooden staff that emitted golden light, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"Aren't you Buddhists compassionate and benevolent to save the world? Don't even let go of the little girl, I think you're the devil. Chu Xiangsheng spoke with some difficulty, looked at the monk in front of him, laughed, and spit out a mouthful of blood again.

"The donor knows that I am not like them. The monk's face was calm and he shook his head. Then he tapped his spirit staff lightly on the grass and twisted the beads and recited a verse.

Chu Xiangsheng felt as if countless ants had penetrated into his ears, and he didn't have the strength to move again, but he had to raise his hand to cover his ears fiercely, his expression was hideous and painful.

In the end, Chu Xiangsheng fainted, and his hideous look remained on his face.

"Amitabha. The monk stopped chanting and raised his spirit staff and waved it towards Chu Xiangsheng.

Just suddenly.

He felt a chill in his neck, and there was some pain.

The monk looked down and his eyes widened.

The little girl who was lying on the ground before had already fallen on top of him at some point, biting his throat, and suddenly the monk's neck was bleeding.

"You are ......" The monk's expression was cold and terrified.

"You are a monster of the third realm!" The monk felt the strong demonic aura emanating from the little girl's body, but was shocked to find that he couldn't move at all.

"Rotten monk. The little girl swallowed a mouthful of blood slowly, and then revealed her unusually snow-white teeth in the light of the wooden staff.

Then the monk who had no access to the realm lost his breath.

......

On the mountain path.

Chu Xiangsheng was lying on the ground covered in blood.

The little girl bit off the monk's neck.

A demon who fell to the ground.

A youkai who drinks blood.