The snow-white figure quickly ran in front of the Demon-Conquering Bell, and a golden pagoda floated on his body. Then he gritted his teeth and withstood the powerful force of the 'swastika' curse seal!
puff--
A mouthful of blood spurted out far away, and the 'swastika' curse mark hit his body. The golden body of the pagoda could not give him full protection, and he was seriously injured immediately!
"Senior Brother! It's Senior Brother Wujiang!" Someone shouted loudly from below, and he recognized Wujiang at a glance!
Master Du'e's expression turned extremely ugly after being shocked.
How can it be without borders?
Although the 'swastika' curse seal hit Wujiang, it did not disappear. Instead, it pushed his body until it hit the Demon-Conquering Bell.
Seeing that his beloved disciple would die tragically between the 'swastika' curse seal and the Demon-Conquering Bell, Master Du'e quickly re-formed the seal, turning the tide at the last moment and removing the Demon-Conquering Bell.
Without support, Wujiang's body fell straight from the air, and the 'swastika' cursed seal hit the Buddhist temple behind, and the magnificent hall was immediately destroyed!
"Boundless..."
The blood-red mist in front of Hua Xi's eyes quickly receded, and clear darkness returned to his eyes.
Xiu Tie Jian sighed in disappointment, this little monk came at the wrong time!
"Big brother!"
A group of monks stood up one after another and looked at this senior brother who had always been extremely talented and amazing in surprise.
Almost everyone among the younger generation of disciples of Fanyin Temple worships him.
It was incredible to see him suddenly leave the mirror platform where he was retreating, and come here to sacrifice his life to save a demon.
The huge shock made them just stare at him blankly, and no one dared to come forward.
Wuxin felt a little guilty. Did the senior brother come after seeing the note he left? Did he harm the senior brother?
"Boundless." Master Du'e's old but majestic voice rang out. In the incense-filled Fanyin Temple, this voice was like the sound of a bell in the morning, heavy and sacred, hitting the heart hard.
Blood flowed out of Wujiang's mouth intermittently, but there was no regret on his handsome and clean face. He raised his clear eyes and looked at his master.
"Master, she is not a bad person. I cannot just watch her suffer..."
"Did you know that she is a demon?" Master Du'e still asked calmly.
Demon clan?
Wujiang was startled, and slowly turned back to look at Hua Xi. She was lying on the ground, and the black spiritual power on her body had not been completely dissipated and was still leaking out.
With his cultivation level and the previous oppression from the Demon-Conquering Bell, her demonic aura could no longer be concealed and was sensed by him.
Some unknown emotion arose in Wujiang's heart, as if he was immersed in bitter water, which made him frown uncomfortably.
Hua Xi also slowly raised his head, his clear eyes filled with red bloodshot eyes, which was the exhaustion left after fighting for a day.
"I am a demon..." Hua Xi whispered.
Wujiang's lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.
He slowly turned his gaze to his master, then clutched his chest and climbed up with difficulty, kneeling on the ground.
"Even if she is a demon, my disciple can't bear to see her in trouble." He said... so decisively.
"Wujiang! Do you know what you are going to say again?" The abbot master was shocked and said loudly.
Can’t bear it? He is the most proud disciple of Fanyin Temple!
How could he not tolerate a demon?
Buddha and demon are not at odds with each other, so how can one harbor selfish intentions?
