The eighteenth episode is selfish

Wuchen looked at the master's stern expression, and had no choice but to nod, feeling even more sad. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As a well-informed underworld hero, the King of Chu Jiang looked at the formation in front of him slightly, his brows furrowed--- This is the soul protection spell among the three major mantras of the Huasheng Temple, it seems that the Li family really has a great relationship with Buddhism, but he didn't expect the Buddhism family to do such a hurtful act;

As he spoke, King Chu Jiang glanced at the demon monk and saw that he was just closing his eyes and just reciting a mantra.

Then with a cold snort, King Chu Jiang turned his head and shouted softly into the darkness: "Attack in formation!"

Suddenly, the sound of stomping iron horses came from the yin wind, and the monks felt a deep and cold sense of oppression coming, and hurriedly recited the mantra, and the guards on both sides could no longer resist it, and fell asleep unconscious.

Beads of sweat flowed down the monk's neck, and he was also nervous.

Wuchen peeked and saw a few black yin winds condensed into ribbons and attacked, heading straight for Li Zhi.

In the sound of the monk's incantation, a golden light shield was formed, which had already protected the Tang Emperor. The overflowing streamer and the black qi could not hold each other, but the monks felt that the oppression was abnormal, and time seemed to be a little stagnant!

"Dustless, let's go!"

As soon as the tone fell, Wuchen suddenly jumped up, and ran wildly, King Chujiang turned his head to look, and a yin wind blew; there was a high monk on the ground who pulled out a ** and blocked it; Wuchen only felt a pain in his hand, and he had no time to take care of it, so he ran away even more.

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In the main hall of the Huasheng Temple, it was already full of people at this time, and almost all the people in charge of the Huasheng Temple were there, and most of the disciples came. When they heard Wuchen's story, everyone was surprised, and the atmosphere couldn't help but be depressed!

Outside the main hall, Hui Song stepped into it alone, and those outer disciples were not allowed to enter at will, so they had to wait outside.

After entering the hall, the atmosphere was a little wrong, the hall was full of people, Hui Song naturally heard about it, and his fiery temper suddenly burned: "How can this be true! I will take someone to bring Elder Fu Mo back!"

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of all the monks fell on Hui Song at the bottom of the main hall, and everyone's eyes were like a retreat, disdain, contempt, and a kind of condescending, as if mocking his indiscretion.

Hui Song immediately sensed the meaning contained in the eyes of the two of them, looked directly, and said, "What do you see, don't you want to just subdue the demon elder?"

"Save, definitely have to be saved!But the abbot went out to practice, and how could we rescue Elder Fumo with the strength of our people alone?" said the presiding monk standing in the center of the main hall with a wave of disgust.

"Then you mean to sit back and ignore it, right?" Hui Song suddenly smiled and said calmly.

"Stop!" A skinny elder beside the chief monk drank coldly, his eyes were like two sharp swords staring at Hui Song, the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, with deep contempt, and said, "Even if you are a disciple of the abbot, you can't talk to the master like this here!"

Hui Song's eyes narrowed slightly, if he could, he really wanted to rush up and stomp the elder on the ground, but he knew that it was impossible, on the monk's body, Hui Song felt a huge pressure, followed by his identity.

"Yes, then I don't expect you either!I'll go by myself!" Hui Song's words made the entire hall stunned, Hui Song's sneering gaze swept over everyone, and then fell on Wuchen's body again, and said: "Wuchen, don't go and beg them, no matter how much you ask, they are also indifferent, let's go, take me there!"

In the main hall, the chief monk and the elders and disciples gradually turned ugly after a short period of shock, and judging from Hui Song's attitude, they slapped them hard at this moment.

Moreover, a large part of the people showed anger, and the elders and the monk in charge only felt their anger surging up, and suddenly scolded: "Huisong, you are so bold!

Although Hui Song didn't care about it, he wouldn't let people scold him like this, and sneered: "Then what do you want!!"

"Take him down!" the two elders shouted angrily in unison, only to see more than a dozen monks rushing in and rushing towards Hui Song!

"You keep saying that you are compassionate, but all I see is selfishness!"

Hui Song sneered, took a step forward, and the peak strength of the Xuanjie Seven Mountains was released, forcing all the monks to take a step back and hesitate.