"Delicious, really good. Little nephew, this devil's soul fragment is a big supplement, do you want to taste it. The fat monk grabbed the so-called soul fragment, his body moved, and he immediately chased after the night owl in the distance.

While chasing and yelling: "Dut, you devil, no matter how you escape, you can't escape from the Buddha and my Wuzhi Mountain, it is better to obediently let the Buddha eat, he will become a Buddha one day, and you will also be fortunate to be a part of the Buddha's body." ”

At this moment, the shadow-like body of the night owl has shrunk by one-third, and the shrunken part must have been eaten by the fat monk.

"Wild monk, you are a dual cultivator of Buddha and Demons, and you are still cultivating such authentic and evil demonic skills, you will definitely be intolerable by Buddhism, hahaha, you will die, you will definitely die, and you will be burned by the karmic fire of your Buddhism. The night owl's gruff voice resounded throughout the sky.

And the little monk below, with a sluggish face, looked at the fat monk who was eating red in the air in disbelief, and his body in flight paused unconsciously, no matter what, he couldn't believe that the uncle in front of him still cultivated magic skills, wouldn't that be, wouldn't he become a member of the demon clan.

Song Fei in the distance, his heart was also cold, he remembered that the Transfiguration Bead told him that normal human monks are unable to cultivate demon skills, so why was the monk in front of him said by the demon king that he had cultivated authentic demon skills? Is this a human or a demon?

Subconsciously glanced at the little monk who was still stagnant in the void, and at this moment, the little monk's eyes were blank, looking ahead blankly, as if his soul had been lost.

Seinfeld understands that in the little monk's heart, there is a profound Buddha nature, the Buddha is the Buddha, the devil is the devil, it has always been clear and clear, the performance of the fat monk at this moment can be said to have completely broken the little monk's faith, this level of injury, I am afraid it is worse than serious physical injuries.

For the little monk, Seinfeld has always been very favorable, simple, kind, he remembered the moment when he first met him, knowing that he was going to sacrifice himself to get rid of the demon, even if he was terrified, the eyes like a clear spring were still clear and flawless, and he used his great perseverance to overcome the terror of reason, showing Seinfeld his fearless spirit.

Seinfeld also began to truly understand the meaning of fearlessness, which was not that he was not afraid, but that even if his heart was full of fear, he had to move forward for the belief in his heart, even if he was broken.

In his previous life, Seinfeld had no fear, regarded death as nothing, and dared to be alone, deep behind enemy lines, even in the face of thousands of troops, he could deal with it calmly, that kind of realm is rare.

But now Seinfeld can't do it, if his heart is full of fear, he will definitely not be able to move forward as bravely as a little monk.

This is a different realm, and the realm of the little monk sacrificing himself for others makes Seinfeld feel more real and close to human nature, which is a kind of brilliance of human nature, and himself, whether in his previous life or in this life, has never possessed it.

Seinfeld couldn't help but want to go over to comfort him, only to notice that he was now just a queen of demon blood ants, not to mention comfort in the past, it was good if he didn't scare the little monk into tears.

Comfort, comfort? Seinfeld thought of the word comfort, and his heart suddenly moved.

"Hehe, why should I bother with whether that fat monk is practicing Buddhism or Demon Skills, does this make sense? This fat monk has practiced demonic skills, but he can get rid of the great harm of the demon king for me, it is a demon, it is a Tao, it is a Buddha, what is the meaning. ”

"What is really attributed to the Buddha's Tao and the devil is nothing more than the human mind, killing innocents indiscriminately, destroying the living souls, that is the devil, going with the flow, asking for immortals and asking, that is the way, cultivating the heart, doing good in the world, that is the Buddha. If you have demonic skills and cultivate Buddha nature, then you are a Buddha. And like Murong Xue and Long Fengyang, they kill people at will, they are the only ones, for themselves, what is the difference between them and the demon race. ”

Thinking of this, Seinfeld also began to be relieved, and then he didn't pay attention to the little monk first, commanded the army of demon blood ants, and chased in the direction of the demon king's escape. As for comforting the little monk, let's wait for the deity to come out.

The huge army of demon blood ants immediately dispersed and chased in the direction of the demon king's escape.

"Hahaha, little devil good boy, come over to the Buddha, let the Buddha clean you up. The fat monk laughed proudly as he ate the fragments of the soul of the Demon King Night Stalker. 、

The speed of the demon king turned into a black shadow was very fast, and after a while, he had reached the edge of the demon realm, where the mountains and rocks were stacked, and there were black strange rocks everywhere, which looked very messy, and the black shadow that the demon king turned into, rushed to the top of this place, and immediately drilled towards the rocks below.

"Hahaha, Demon King Boy, you can't run, be a snack for the Buddha. The fat monk began to hold the wine gourd in one hand and the soul fragment of the night owl in the other, and after biting a piece of black soul fragment, he raised his head and poured it, and between drinking, he made a pleasant sound of "grunt".

"Hahahaha, monk, when this king returns, he will destroy your entire sect, slowly bite your soul, and avenge today's revenge. After finishing speaking, the black figure of the night owl suddenly fell towards the strange rocky area below.

The fat monk's wine gourd was suddenly frozen in his hand, and then he jumped up heavily and slapped his thigh, with an expression of extreme regret: "Loss, loss, I didn't expect that there is a space in this demon realm that is broken, and it is also connected to the demon world, little demon king, don't mess around, after you go in, it will be a void turbulence, maybe you won't be able to run out of it for hundreds of millions of years." ”

"Bald donkey, I will destroy your whole door and eat your soul. This hatred will not disappear for hundreds of millions of years. As the black figure fell, the voice of the Demon King Night Stalker gradually faded away, and suddenly disappeared between the craggy strange rocks.

"Alas, it's a loss, it's a loss. I knew it and I was ruthless. The demonic aura here is so strong, I should have guessed that it should be connected to the demon realm. Looking at the disappearing black shadow, the fat monk shook his head and sighed.

In the void, Seinfeld looked at the vanished demon king and listened to their conversation, his heart was solemn.

There is even a space fragment here, which is also connected to the Demon Realm, presumably the rich demonic energy here should also come from the Demon Realm, so doesn't that mean that it is very likely that one day in the future, a monster or a terrifying demon will suddenly emerge from this broken space?

It is impossible to confirm whether this possibility is true, but it has to be guarded against. It seems that if this area is used as the location of the sect in the future, not only will a powerful formation be arranged at the door, but this spatial rift cannot be ignored.

It's going to cost a lot of money again.

Thinking that the foundation of the Optimus Sword Sect was too thin, and everything cost a lot of points, Seinfeld had a headache, and it seemed that it was still not enough to get such a large amount of points this time.

Lingtian, you must cultivate Lingtian, and you can refine your own weapons, alchemy, do it yourself, and have enough food and clothing, so as to enhance the foundation of the Qingtian Sword Sect and make your life better.

As long as the source of points is stable and the number is large, Seinfeld will be able to improve the strength of the Heavenly Sword Sect in a short period of time, and there will be no need for everyone to look down at their own sect like in front of him.

The fat monk raised his head and poured a sip of wine, and finally ate the soul fragments in his hand, Seinfeld guessed in his heart that this fat monk should use the special magic skills to absorb the soul for his own use.

This kind of practice of harming others and benefiting oneself is indeed the consistent style of magic skills.

After the fat monk took a sip of wine, he turned around embarrassedly and set his eyes in the direction of the demon blood ants led by Seinfeld.

"Amitabha, you group of evil animals, in fact, the Buddha has noticed you a long time ago, how could you let you sneak attack the Buddha so easily, today, the Buddha not only gets rid of the demon king, but also wants to subdue the demon again, and eat the taste of roasted demon blood ants. After the fat monk held the small gourd and poured a sip of wine slowly, two halos of gold and black immediately appeared on his body, and he actually performed the exercises of Buddha and demon at the same time, and he didn't know how the fat monk did it, these two exercises with completely opposite natures were perfectly fused together, and there was no repulsion.

Seinfeld's mind also began to rise, he couldn't explain his identity to him, and even if he could, Seinfeld wouldn't let people know that he had the hole card of the Demon Blood Ant, and the monk didn't know whether he was a friend or foe in the future, let alone let him know.

"Buzzing" originally spread out, the demon blood ants that surrounded the night owl were also under the command of Seinfeld at this moment, and began to gather slowly, if this monk was ruthless, maybe he would have to do one, but, I hope that this monk will not be outrageous and outrageous, and destroy his demon blood ant colony, if it really comes to that time, Seinfeld can only let the deity move, set up a relationship with the little monk, explain the truth, and let the fat monk not do it. Of course, this is the last resort.

The fat monk who exuded a golden and black halo suddenly moved, and Seinfeld's mind in the queen ant also lifted up, and then, Seinfeld saw the fat monk turn into an afterimage, and suddenly swept towards the side of himself, this terrifying speed was even a few points faster than his own wind escape.

Seinfeld really didn't expect that this body, which was like a mountain of flesh, could burst out at such a terrifying speed.

Seinfeld's heart tightened, this terrifying speed was much faster than his own demon blood ants.

The fat monk's body quickly came out of the queen's side, and directly inserted it from the loopholes surrounded by many demonic blood ants. Immediately, Seinfeld saw the fat monk's terrifying figure sweeping towards the little monk in the void.

"Little fool, what are you still stunned about, don't you see so many demon blood ants? As the fat monk spoke, he made a crisp sound on the little monk's head. The little monk's dull eyes suddenly became clear under the fat monk's shot: "Uncle Shi, those are monsters, I'll surrender them quickly." "Run, that's a demon blood ant, you don't want to die. The fat monk dragged the little monk's robe in one hand, and showed a speed faster than Seinfeld's own deity, and ran out of the demon realm without looking back.