The Killing Capital

In front of the Killing Capital, there was silence, and when the two peerless geniuses were fighting, no one could intervene at all.

"Today, you all have to die here, none of you can escape!" The anger in Long Fan's eyes became stronger and stronger, and the whole person exuded an incomparably stunning aura.

"The poor monk was born this time, specifically to prevent the donor from making killings, to set off a bloody storm for the rivers and lakes, and to reduce the sins of the donor!"

"Alleviate my sins? Haha, haha! Joke, what sins do I have, I'm just alleviating their sins! I'm their savior!" Long Fan roared with a violent look in his eyes.

"Lord Longfan, their sins are judged by others, and it is not up to you to decide!" the monk spoke again.

"Monk, what you said is good, when they joined this demon subduing army, they had to be prepared to be killed by me in the end, this is their own fault, and they can't blame others!" Long Fan sneered.

"Master Long Fan, they have just joined the demon subduing army, with your cultivation strength, even in the entire Central Plains, you can't find a few opponents, so why bother with them?" the monk spoke again.

"Monk, what you said lightly, today, that is, my cultivation strength is stronger than theirs, so they didn't succeed, but if they cultivate to a strength that surpasses mine, what do you think?" Long Fan said.

"Donor, they can't threaten you at all at this time, why are you so persistent?" said the Buddha again.

"Monk, don't compare blindly! I said, today, they must die!" Long Fan said with murderous intent in his eyes.

"In this case, monk, I can't help but teach the benefactor's tricks!" Facing Long Fan, who was full of killing intent, the Buddha had no intention of retreating at all, and folded his hands.

"Whew!"

Hearing the words of the Buddha, the people standing behind him couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; you know, now they only have such a life-saving straw, if the Buddha doesn't care about them, they will basically die here today.

And Garuda, who had been hiding in the crowd, looked at Long Fan fiercely, and said with a secret smile in his heart: "Long Fan, I admit that you are gifted and have a strong cultivation, but so what? Today, you can't kill me! Fight, fight! It is best for Long Fan to kill the Buddha; in this way, Qingyang Temple will definitely be born!"

"Master Long Fan, the poor monks have also heard a little about what happened to you, if you kill so many people, and how their wives and children should survive, I think, you should have a deep understanding of this!" the Buddha said again.

"Monk, shut up!" Long Fan roared angrily, and with his roar, a powerful murderous aura directly forced towards the Buddha's side, making everyone feel cold on their bodies.

"Donor, what happened to you, do you want to let this pain be inflicted on more people?" Seeing the power of Long Fan's mood swings, the Buddha thought that what he said had worked, and hurriedly took advantage of the victory to pursue.

"Boom!"

However, at this moment, a strong demonic aura completely rose from Long Fan's heart and completely permeated Long Fan's whole body.

"Oh no, he's completely enchanted!" Seeing Long Fan's appearance, everyone shouted in shock.

Just when everyone was shocked, the demonic qi slowly retreated from Long Fan's head, a head full of black hair like ink, his face was as cold as frost, and his lips and eyes were all pitch black.

"Monk, are you ready?" Long Fan said indifferently.

"Donor, why are you?" the monk also looked at Long Fan Dao with doubt.

"Buddha of Qingyang Temple, I don't know if you did it on purpose; you came to save people today, but it was the group of invaders who came to save you; everyone has their own rules of conduct, which I am not qualified to judge you; however, you have repeatedly provoked the pain in the hearts of others, is this what you call my Buddha's compassion?" Seeing Long Fan's compassion that had completely fallen into the devil, he stood up and asked loudly at the Buddha.