Chapter 612, My fate is mine

"Smelly monk, look at the good things you have done!"

Lin Que's chest was filled with rage, and he was about to kill the Heart-Eating Ghost, but when this bald donkey got in the way, his work was in vain.

"Amitabha!"

Monk Bujie clasped his hands together and said calmly: "This donor, this poor monk just wanted to help, but he just failed to help!"

"You shouldn't be so stingy as a person, be more generous!"

"good!"

Lin Que:?

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?

I'm crazy...

Obviously you did something wrong, but now you are saying that I am stingy.

It seems that he has met his opponent.

Up your talent!

"Well, I think what you said makes sense, little master."

A trace of surprise flashed in Monk Bujie's eyes.

Judging from the previous contact, Lin Que is not the kind of guy who compromises easily.

Does this make sense in just a few sentences?

There must be something fishy.

"Donor, it's good if you can figure it out. The young monk has something important to do, so he needs to take a step forward."

With that said, the monk will leave if he doesn't quit.

"etc!"

Lin Que suddenly said, looking at Monk Bujie, grinning: "Young Master, before you leave, shouldn't you tell me the location of the Heart-Eating Ghost?"

After listening to Lin Que's words, Monk Bujie's face paled, but he quickly returned to normal and shook his head: "Little monk, I don't understand what you are talking about, donor."

When he released his soul skill before, he injected a ray of Buddha's light into the body of the Heart-Eating Ghost.

He was obviously very careful, but he was still discovered by Lin Que.

clang!

The Thousand Blades of the Demonic Sword was unsheathed and stood in front of Lin Que, with his thumb resting on the handle.

"It doesn't matter, I will let you remember, little master."

"Soul Devouring Slash!"

Among the thousand blades of the demon sword, the sword soul ghost sword appeared, turned into a bloody sword, shattered the void, and came three feet in front of the monk Bujie in an instant.

Monk Bujie jumped up, clasped his hands together, and the golden Buddha statue once again condensed behind him, clamping the Thousand Blades of the Demon Sword.

His arms shook, and the thousand blades of the magic knife flew away.

Lin Que's figure moved, blended into the void, and appeared above Monk Bujie's head. His eyes were indifferent, and dark red flames were surging on his right arm.

"Little black boy!"

"Eaaah!"

A childish voice appeared, and the little black boy from the soul appeared handsomely wearing a flame cloak and stepping on hot wheels.

"Fire Dragon Roar!"

Little Hei Zai: (〃?????)ゞ.

The next second.

The little black boy's figure transformed into a soaring flame dragon, breathing terrifying dark red flames!

"Oh, B-level souls are rare!"

Monk Bujie's eyes flashed with surprise when he saw the flaming dragon transformed by Little Heizi!

"Ouch!"

The giant flame dragon erupted with torrential flames, attacking the monk who was not disciplined.

Monk Bujie moved one hand, and the Buddha's light turned into a golden cage, trapping the flaming dragon in it, unable to move.

"Yay yo!"

"Translation: Dad, save me!"

The little black boy let out a high-pitched cry and expressed his most cowardly words.

Lin Que's figure flashed, and thousands of thunderbolts condensed in his hand, forming a thunder seal, which rolled down with terrifying thunder power.

"Five thunder ghost-killing seals!"

The thunder seal fell, breaking the Buddha's light and approaching the monk who was not disciplined.

The Buddha statue behind Monk Bujie was shattered, and at the critical moment, the martial spirit was released in the void.

The giant golden hand reached out and crushed the thunder seal to pieces!

boom!

A huge energy explosion shot straight into the sky, setting off a huge heat wave!

When the fire light dissipated, Lin Que raised his head, and his eyes were startled when he saw the martial spirit figure behind Monk Bujie!

The whole body of the Wuhun Buddha statue is filled with sacred Buddha light, with his hands clasped together, making people feel awe.

But the other half of the Wuhun Buddha statue's face is covered by a black mask, which is full of weirdness.

One good and one evil!

Lin Que frowned, what kind of martial spirit is this!

The moment Bujie monk's martial spirit was released, Chi You's martial spirit in his body had a slight reaction.

This made Lin Que even more curious.

Monk Bujie stood on the shoulders of the Buddha statue and said with a smile: "Almsgiver, this little monk's Buddha-demon spirit is not bad!"

"After accepting a few tricks from the donor, I also ask the donor to taste some of the little monk's tricks!"

"The sixth soul skill, Buddha saves the common people!"

The incomprehensible monk has an ethereal voice, is carrying the light of the Buddha, and is chanting Buddhist sutras.

A huge swastika condensed above Lin Que's head!

"fall!"

The swastika falls from the sky and is bound to suppress all evil spirits!

Lin Que's eyelids twitched, Chi You's martial soul instinct was released, and the arena was filled with the sound of war drums.

"I control my own life!"

"Whether it's a demon or a fairy, I have the final say!"

"Crush it for me!"
Chapter completed!