Games with fairies.

"Buddha's enemy?"

The white-robed monk under the Bodhi tree smiled, shook his head and chuckled, saying, "Mr. Wuming, what you said is wrong."

"The Buddha has no form, so he naturally has no rivals."

"As for what I have done, I have no regrets in my heart and I have no regrets in front of the Buddha."

"The Buddha said, if I don't go to purgatory, who will?"

"If the disaster on Tianyuan Continent is to begin, it can naturally start from this Buddhist Cave Temple."

"Just as the layman said, hundreds of millions of lives will die tragically in this disaster."

"What crime did those people commit? They lived their lives in a cautious and careful manner, treading on thin ice. Such innocent people died tragically, so why should the monks of our Buddha Cave Temple be an exception?"

The white-robed monk smiled and shook his head, saying, “Since the monks of the Buddha Cave Temple are no exception, they should also die in this catastrophe.”

"Everything is fate."

After the white-robed monk finished speaking, he continued to chant Buddhist scriptures.

Li Muyang's sharp and cold questioning not only failed to disturb Monk Mingxiu's mind, but made his Buddhist teachings even more powerful.

The Buddha's light condensed under the Bodhi tree was bright and sacred, constantly transcending the resentment in Li Muyang's corpse.

Li Muyang watched the health bar disappear little by little. Even though he was in a special state of absolute rationality and would not lose control of his emotions, he still felt the situation was difficult.

[Nie Yubing has died, the game failed]

Another failed CG screen popped up, but Li Muyang, who opened his eyes in the black fog, was not surprised.

He sighed softly and closed his eyes.

This monk Mingxiu is simply terrifying.

He single-handedly suppressed Li Muyang and the other two almost the entire time.

When the corpse of Li Muyang's white-robed swordsman was unable to exert its full combat power, the offensive of the trio was immediately thwarted.

After all, the Glazed Fairy Chu Qingxue and the little girl Nie Yubing had both played supporting roles in previous battles.

The main force in the battle is still Li Muyang and the remains of the sword immortal controlled by Li Muyang.

At this time, the main force Li Muyang suffered a setback, and the remaining two assistants naturally could not cause any trouble.

Feeling the suffocating pressure from Monk Mingxiu and the despair of being unable to resist, Li Muyang frowned tightly.

This evil monk has a firm Buddhist heart and is not moved by external things.

Even if they were doing evil things, killing innocent lives, and even killing their fellow monks.

Any person with a conscience would feel uneasy if he or she did these things, even if there was a good reason.

But Monk Mingxiu's faith in Buddhism was firm and he did not waver in the slightest.

"...This evil monk has completely gone astray."

Li Muyang murmured to himself.

Although I don’t know what made Monk Mingxiu become like this.

However, a demon monk who has fallen into the devil's way is still a demon monk with a firm Buddhist heart. His magical Buddhist skills are not affected by his possession of the devil, but become even more powerful.

At this moment, Li Muyang was not in a hurry to return to the game to die.

This kind of meaningless death with no hope of a solution will not have much effect no matter how many times you die.

This time, the BOSS cannot be defeated by simply being familiar with the opponent's skill style and release timing.

Li Muyang needs to find another way.

……

…………

Twelve hours later, the door of Yan Xiaoru's quiet room was pushed open.

Yan Xiaoru, looking tired, walked out, followed by Li Muyang.

At this time, Li Muyang had come out of that absolutely calm and rational state and returned to normal.

He opened the system interface, checked the task status bar, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the cursed debuff had disappeared.

Yan Xiaoru's netherworld magic skills are indeed unique. She has been able to dispel such difficult spells.

Although the price she paid was a huge consumption of her magic power, she looked visibly more haggard.

"...I will just rest for a few days. I will be able to recover in about three to five days."

Yan Xiaoru even seemed a little weak when she spoke.

Li Muyang was about to speak, but Aunt Su's figure quickly appeared.

"Oh no, miss..."

Before Aunt Su finished her words, there was a thunderous cry of surprise at the gate of the Demon Refining Sect in the sight of Li Muyang and the others.

The next second, a vast demonic energy suddenly appeared in the direction of Taxue Peak and rushed straight into the sky.

But it only lasted for a few seconds before the evil energy collapsed.

Then, the entire Demon Refining Sect once again let out cries and wails like thunder and sea.

It seemed that all the disciples were sad.

Yan Xiaoru immediately looked in the direction of Taxue Peak and asked with a frown.

"What happened? That dissipated evil spirit seemed to be the sect master?"

Aunt Su looked solemn and said, "It is indeed the Sect Master. He was seriously injured."

After saying that, Aunt Su looked at Li Muyang standing beside her, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

But after looking at Yan Xiaoru beside her, Aunt Su said, "Six hours ago, the battle between the Sect Master and Elder Tianxin ended. Both sides were injured, and their injuries were extremely serious."

"At this moment, a giant lion with nine heads suddenly appeared and snatched Elder Tianxin away in one bite. The battle was forced to end."

"The sect master rushed back to the sect and returned to the Snow Peak to recuperate."

"But it is said that his injuries are extremely serious and his life is in danger."

Aunt Su's eyes were solemn and she whispered uneasily, "Not long ago, news came from the Snow Peak that the sect master, while recovering from his injuries, asked me to urge you, young lady, to go to the Snow Peak and prepare to take over the affairs of the sect."

"If he fails to survive tonight, you, Miss, will immediately ascend to the throne, inherit the position of clan leader, and reside in the Nine-story Black Tower of Snow Peak!"

Aunt Su's words made Li Muyang and Yan Xiaoru's faces change drastically.

According to their pre-war speculation, Gong Yanghong could not lose.

After all, the real Gong Yanghong is dead, and the leader of the Demon Refining Sect in front of him is the old monster Demon Refining Ancestor who has survived for thousands of years.

This old monster who has lived for a thousand years would not accept the challenge of Elder Tianxin unless he was sure of victory.

But he accepted the challenge in public, and ended up in a situation where both sides were injured and even about to die...

Combined with the fact that this old monster suddenly promoted Yan Xiaoru as the designated clan leader before the war, and that this old monster suddenly died of serious injuries after the war and sent people to urge Yan Xiaoru to take over...

Li Muyang murmured with a grim expression.

"This old monster has taken a fancy to your body and plans to abandon Gong Yanghong's identity and take over your body?"

The Demon Refining Ancestor's thoughts at this moment are clear at a glance.

Li Muyang and the other two all knew the background of the Demon Refining Ancestor, so they could see at a glance the evil intentions of this old monster.

Yan Xiaoru also had a cold look in her eyes and murmured, "It seems that this old monster has been eyeing me from the beginning."

"When I was in the Divine Wandering Realm, he made an exception and promoted me to elder... Could it be that this old monster saw the blood of the Tianji Pavilion in my body?"

The Demon Refining Ancestor actually set his eyes on Yan Xiaoru and even couldn't wait to take over Yan Xiaoru's body.

In an instant, Yan Xiaoru, the glorious elder of the Demon Sect, fell into a desperate situation.

Aunt Su whispered, "...Miss, are we going to escape?"

Li Muyang frowned: "This old monster was fine before, why is he so impatient to change his body all of a sudden? Does he need to use the blood power of Tianji Pavilion to predict something important?"

Yan Xiaoru's face changed slightly, and she murmured, "...Although I haven't learned the art of divination, I can vaguely feel that the Demon Refining Sect, and even the entire cultivation world, will undergo some kind of drastic changes in the future!"