Mirroring the changes

This loud noise caused the earth to tremble.

Not far from the top of the mountain, Li Sao and her group were climbing quickly.

At this time, we were only less than a hundred meters away from the top of the mountain.

"not good!"

"Something happened!"

With a look from Senior Brother Li De, the other three true disciples beside him had already disappeared into the air, and were speeding towards the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

The remaining words of Li Sao, Farewell, Li Ge and Li Chou can only follow closely behind.

…

The top of the mountain, which had been extremely chaotic just now, now seemed extremely peaceful.

In addition to the gurgling water all over the sky, there were stains of bright red blood between the rocks.

Occasionally, mutilated corpses can be seen.

Qi Gaohan panted and climbed up to the shore. He glanced over and found that almost all the righteous monks had been wiped out.

Fortunately, he had asked everyone to summon the Gang Qi Protective Body before, and although they were all injured, their lives were saved.

He sighed and turned his eyes, just in time to see the Fish Scale House not far away, with the water flowing and becoming more solid under the bright moonlight.

In front of the fish scale house, there was Li Chen who had fallen to the ground. His face was pale, and it seemed that the spell consumption just now was not small.

While he was meditating, there was a sudden noise behind him, but it was bubbles emerging from the water.

Qi Gaohan frowned slightly, and immediately dived into the water without caring about his injuries.

When he came up again, there was a figure on his shoulders. He was also wearing a Confucian shirt and was a little thinner. He had just been burned by Li Chen's flames and jumped into the river again. At this time, his eyes were blurred and his face was pale.

Qi Gaohan was shocked when he saw him. He quickly laid him flat on the ground and shook out the choking water in his heart.

This person is none other than his junior disciple Qu Zushi.

He is the youngest Xuanyan Academy disciple who entered the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Hessions this time.

Due to his extraordinary agility since he was young, he was accepted by his master very early, but his cultivation is still weaker than others.

Phew~

Qu Zushi rolled his eyes and made a sound of "ho ho" in his throat. Qi Gaohan breathed in his true energy and suddenly spit out a large mouthful of cold water.

"Cough cough cough cough~"

After coughing for a while, Qu Zushi finally regained some consciousness. When he saw Qi Gaohan in front of him, he was obviously relieved: "Senior brother~"

"Are you dead too?"

Qi Gaohan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"We're still a little short of that."

"Still alive?"

At this moment, a sound of gnashing teeth came: "Devodatta! Devadatta!"

Qi Gaohan was slightly startled and looked intently, but it was the fourth-generation chief disciple of Zhulong Temple, the quasi-Ye monk who was known as a Zen soul boy who was rare to see in a hundred years.

At the same time, he was also one of the few people still standing in the aftermath of the explosion.

Monk Zhun Ye had a look of horror in his eyes, and he trembled in his mouth as he chanted "Devadatta".

Devadatta was a cousin of the Buddha Sakyamuni and the biological brother of Ananda Arhat, the Buddha's attendant.

The Buddhist scriptures also record that he was "born during an eclipse on April 7th, and was one foot, five feet, four inches long", "a monk with a surname of his own, smart, with great spiritual power, and a good appearance."

At the same time, he is also the incarnation of the devil in the Buddha. He has attempted to murder the Buddha several times, so he is called the devil Buddha.

Monk Zhun Ye has an innate magic weapon, the leprosy dragon residual fire shield, to protect his body.

Although the movement just now was loud, it was all blocked by the leprosy dragon's residual fire shield, and he became the least injured person in the field.

"Cough cough cough~"

Monk Zhun Ye gradually calmed down and suppressed the fear in his heart, but there was a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

Even Qi Gaohan next to him couldn't help but frowned and thought to himself: There is no compassion in this monk.

On the contrary, it was the young monk from the Sesshou Temple who did not take advantage of others' danger at this time and appeared to be upright and upright.

"Amitabha."

At this time, Monk Zhunye had already walked up to Qi Gaohan, clasped his hands together, and hummed: "Almsgiver Qi, the demon monk from the Killing Life Temple is born, and there must be no future troubles. This is when he is weak, so please join us with the young monk." Subduing demons."

"Yes, senior brother! Now that monk is alone, it's time to take advantage of his illness and kill him!"

Qu Zushi glanced in Li Chen's direction, feeling somewhat eager to give it a try.

Qi Gaohan's eyes turned cold and he gave him a sideways glance: "The beauty of a gentleman is the beauty of an adult; the evil of an adult is the evil of a villain. The opposite is true of a villain."

"But senior brother, there is a reward for the black stone... that is an innate magic weapon!"

"Senior brother, you..."

Qu Zushi wanted to say something more, but when Qi Gaohan glared at him, he could only swallow the second half of his sentence in despair.

However, there was still a bit of dissatisfaction on his face.

"After I go back, I will copy the "Admonitions of the Saints" a hundred times. I won't be able to step out of the academy until I finish copying it!"

After Qi Gaohan finished speaking coldly, he turned around and walked away limping.

Monk Zhun Ye's eyes narrowed, knowing that there was no way to start with him, so he looked in Li Chen's direction more urgently.

"The demon monk comes to the world and brings disaster to southern Xinjiang!"

At this time, Li Chen was obviously too exhausted. Monk Zhun Ye's eyes flashed and he thought to himself: This opportunity to kill him must not be missed!

Without any further hesitation, he roared angrily: "Demon monk! Give my junior brother his life back!"

After saying that, he waved the fire-coiled dragon stick and hit Li Chen.

At this time, Li Chen was still guarding the entrance of the Fish Scale House, with a slightly cold expression on his face. Unexpectedly, there was another fish that slipped through the net.

He stood up slowly. The moon-white monk's robes on his body had long become tattered, but under the silver moonlight, he was reflected in scarlet.

Li Chen clasped his hands together, glanced at the moon in the sky, and gently pronounced the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

The next moment, Li Chen's figure appeared beside Monk Zhun Ye. He stretched out his hand and a '卍' symbol flew out from his palm.

Obviously, Monk Zhun Ye didn't know that Li Chen had recovered 70% of his strength with the help of the three women's "Su Nu Jing".

He was immediately horrified and tried to dodge to the side in a hurry, but he couldn't move and watched the golden light of the '卍' symbol imprinted on his body.

Buzz~

Another loud noise.

It was still the Lai Long Residual Fire Cover, which covered Monk Zhun Ye like a big bell.

The '卍' symbol fell on it and made a sound of gold and iron.

Roar~

Mixed with dragon roars and wails.

Crack~

It was the Lai Long on the Residual Fire Cover that had experienced repeated injuries. At this time, the only half of the dragon horn on its head was broken, and the incomplete scales on its body were once again exposed to several pieces of flesh and blood.

Buzz~

The golden light dissipated, and the leprous dragon fire cover finally gathered its golden light and was completely absorbed into the body of the monk Zhun Ye.

Li Chen's eyes condensed, this leprous dragon fire cover was definitely not an ordinary magic weapon.

But this time, the monk Zhun Ye was not so lucky.

He was shocked by the dragon roar just now, and his face turned pale, and blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, mouth and nose.

His eyes rolled back and he fainted directly.

Being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself.

At that moment, Li Chen did not hold back, and his hand became a knife palm and slashed out a sharp knife energy without any hesitation.

It was the "Immortal Slash" knife technique.

With just one move, the palm passed over the monk's face, leaving no trace.

But the monk Zhun Ye had already died.

[The monk Zhun Ye was imprisoned in the dungeon of the endless hell, suffering the torture of the endless hell fire. I hope he can honestly tell everything he knows and succeed in transformation as soon as possible. ]

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