This strange scene was beyond everyone's expectations, and before they could react, Yu Yongan had already been swallowed by the black whirlpool.

After devouring Yu Yongan, although the black vortex was rapidly shrinking, it had not disappeared, and everyone could feel a terrifying aura from it, which was a kind of hoodoo.

「…… What about Yong'an?"

The Pavilion Master of Penglai seemed to be asking himself, and as if he was asking everyone present. It's just that no one has been able to answer this question. Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they are all a little silent. Not only because of Yu Yongan, who was devoured, but also because the black hole that was still exuding an ominous aura still existed.

After noticing this, the monks fled in all directions, and instead of retreating, they approached the shrinking black vortex.

"Are you crazy? I know it's hard for you to lose Yu Yongan, but you can't afford to lose the safety of so many people. Get out of that maelstrom! That's dangerous!"

However, those Penglai Pavilion leaders did not listen to this suggestion, they even sped up, but the eyes of Lingguang in the crowd flashed slightly, and with a movement of his fingers, the black vortex disappeared in an instant.

Zhuang Mayfly could barely breathe, and he just watched his disciple disappear into the black whirlpool, even to save himself. How terrible, she probably can't afford such pain in her life......

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the Buddhist cultivators of those Western Buddhist countries, and just listening to the voice, you could feel as if there was a Buddha's light shining through.

"Amitabha, sin, sin! The poor monk is incompetent, and only then can he speak."

Immediately after that, an image of a Buddha appeared out of thin air in mid-air. It was a Buddhist monk who looked solemn, did not have a beard, and was a little chubby, with a pair of peaceful and steady eyes, and a feeling of embracing all things in the world.

Someone has already recognized that this is the famous Baohua Buddha in the Western Buddhist country. The Buddhist cultivators of the Western Buddhist countries pay attention to equality and mutual assistance, so no matter how big or small, there is an equal relationship between them. Even if they wanted Changsheng to go to the Western Buddha Kingdom to be a Buddha, it was also the Buddha of all their Western Buddha countries.

This Baohua monk once made a grand wish to transform 9,999 great evildoers, and he was stationed at the edge of the demon clan. Because of his existence, many demon cultivators did not dare to jump, for fear of being transformed by this powerful Buddha cultivator. But how did he end up here at this time? Many immortal monks who knew the temperament of this Baohua monk couldn't help but change their faces.

Sure enough, the next moment, the treasure statue solemn monk opened his mouth slowly.

"What I want to know is, how on earth did you do that stupid? Didn't you find it the first time you entered the small world of Moshan? You're falling into someone else's game in the first place. It's stupid, you're stupid."

The faces of all the immortal monks who were still awake turned green. Although they had heard of the temperament of this Baohua monk for a long time, it was the first time they had faced such an indiscriminate attack, and they were really a little unacceptable.

But this was not over, the Baohua monk then pointed directly at the sect master of Shanghuan Sect. The moment he was pointed at by that chubby finger, the Sect Master of Shanghuan Sect obviously felt that something was not quite right, but before he could react, the other party opened his mouth directly.

"I heard that you seem to be the sect master of the number one sect in the Shengyuan Great World, why don't you look like it? Why doesn't it seem to be a little too coughy, it's still quite majestic......

Speaking of this, the Baohua monk suddenly stopped talking, but the face of the sect master of the Shanghuan Sect turned green, he might as well finish his words, he suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and put on an embarrassed expression, isn't he telling everyone that he is not a smart person?

At this time, this Baohua monk looked down at his few unsuccessful Buddhist disciples, which was simply a lesson of splitting his head and covering his face. But everyone present always felt that these words were not only said to those few Buddhist disciples, but also to themselves.

"Idiot, idiot! Don't you even realize you've inhaled the poisonous mist?"

This refers to Sang scolding Huai's ability, and there is no one else.

"What? Poisonous mist?"

Some people were shocked, and it was also at this time that they suddenly realized that their previous behavior seemed unusual. Even if the evidence is so conclusive, but in the face of those black monsters from the Divine Domain, it should not be so hasty to conclude that Yu Yongan is colluding with the Divine Domain.

At this time, someone had already noticed the abnormality, and his face was pale, could it be that all this was really a conspiracy against Yong'an? Thinking deeper, this is more likely to be a conspiracy to disintegrate their Immortal Dao cultivators from within?

And at this time, the words of the Baohua monk still did not stop.

"Originally, this divine thought that I pinned on my disciple should not have appeared without permission. Who would have thought that these disciples of mine are so stupid, stupid that I am too embarrassed to admit that they are my disciples. But there's no way, no matter who it is, if they make mistakes, they have to be corrected, and I, as an elder, can't just watch them continue to make mistakes, right? Hey, why do you think I've taken in so many stupid disciples in my family?"...

"I can't even tell a single poisonous mist, how can I lick my face and point at the innocent little girl of others, saying that they have killed so many people? Didn't they think that the memories of those witnesses might have been tampered with? Or maybe the person with the little girl's face in their memory is someone else pretending to be at all?! We are monks, and as monks, how can we not even tell the difference?"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Those few Buddhist cultivators in the Western Buddhist countries who were gradually returning to normal couldn't help but fold their hands together, full of shame. Although they did not participate in the accusation of Yongan Daoyou, they were fascinated by the poison at the very beginning, and they were really ashamed that they could not even react at all.

「……」

At this time, the faces of all the monks, including the sect master of Shanghuan Sect, could not be called faces. They almost wanted the Baohua monk to stop talking, but they didn't have the courage, so they could only watch all this helplessly, and the expressions on their faces were numb.

But the status of this Baohua monk is too lofty, so he is stationed on the border line between the demon clan and the immortal monk clan, firmly blocking the footsteps of most of the demon clan. It can be said that the peace of the immortal monk for thousands of years is due to the indelible part of the credit of this Baohua monk.

So they can't say anything against it.

It was useless to say anything now, Yu Yongan disappeared in front of them, and even before he disappeared, he was seriously injured because he forcibly withdrew from the process of comprehending the avenue and was counterattacked.

"So, what are you going to do now?"