He was dressed sloppily, his hair was messy, he was holding a wine gourd in his hand, and he was lying on top of the giant sword.
After taking a sip of old wine, Situ Zhong looked at the plane crash with a smile but not a smile, "I say, you are also a senior monk in the Shaolin Temple, but you are actually using psychedelic techniques on juniors. Isn't it too shameful?"
Aircrash put his hands together and said: "This son is destined to be a monk. The Buddha said that he would lay down his butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately. If we can make him change his ways, wouldn't it be a blessing?"
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately? Hahaha, it's really ridiculous!" A look of contempt appeared on Situ Zhong's face, "If this is really the case, then there is no need to do good. Just kill a few people and then throw away the butcher's knife, right?
Can you become a Buddha?"
"The donor is wrong!" Kong Nian smiled slightly and said: "Those who do good are Buddhas. If they do evil in order to become a Buddha, they are demons."
"Old monk, you really know how to argue with strong arguments!" Situ Zhong didn't bother to argue with the air crash. Anyway, as long as he came from the Shaolin Temple, his sophistry skills were second to none.
"You came here for Huangquan Road, right?" Situ Zhong yawned and sneered: "You monks, although you keep saying that you are compassionate, but if I didn't offend you, I'm afraid you wouldn't come out to slay demons.
.If I’m not wrong, Huangquan Road should have offended you, right? And it’s a serious offence, otherwise, I wouldn’t have let you, the decapitated demon monk, come out!”
"Donor, you said it wrong again."
"Okay, don't talk nonsense to me!"
Situ Zhong waved his hands, not bothering to listen to the excuses for the air crash, and said: "Young Master Huangquan Road said there are two little star-level venerables. You and I should join forces!"
"This is a great kindness!" Kong An had a bright smile on his face, which made his temperament even more sacred and solemn, as if the Buddha had come to the world.
…
At the same time, Da Vinci and Ah Qi also arrived at Qingqiu Little Secret Realm.
Looking at the desolate little secret place, Ah Qi couldn't help curling his lips, moved closer to Ye Feng, and muttered: "There is nothing in this place, how do you want me to treat you?"
"Then what do you want?" Ye Feng looked at Ah Qi with a smile.
"boom!"
Before Ah Qi could speak, Da Vinci kicked Ah Qi away with a solemn look on his face and said, "When we were rushing over, we heard a piece of news. I don't know if it will be of any use to you."
"Talk about it!"
"Just two hours ago, two monks appeared in Chentangguan and took away one person. According to their description, he was probably the Old Demon Zombie!" Da Vinci met the Old Demon Zombie in Hunlong City.
"Monk? Is this the Shaolin Temple?"
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed, and there was a cold light in them. He let Yuan Zhen go at first, just because he didn't want to bring trouble to Donghai Tianni. Unexpectedly, he brought someone to the door.
Of course, Ye Feng could ignore it. Anyway, Yuan Zhen had been hit by an enhanced version of the Talisman of Life and Death. Once the one-month period was up, without an antidote, he would definitely die.
However, now that the old monster is in their hands, they cannot ignore this matter.
"It's strange, how does Yuan Zhen know that Old Demon Zombie is mine?"
Shaking his head, Ye Feng didn't think much about it. With his current strength, he really wasn't afraid of the Shaolin Temple.
"I'll go out and check the situation!"
"Be careful!" Da Vinci reminded.
"Um!"
Taking out the guiding talisman, Ye Feng thought for a while and shouted to the Fire Cloud Evil God who was bending down to plant flowers and plants in the distance: "Master Huo, come with me!"
"OK!"
Fire Cloud Evil God straightened his back and patted the dirt on his hands.
"My baby is going too!" Hong Hai'er shouted as soon as he heard that Fire Cloud Evil God could go out.
"Okay, let's go together!"
…
After walking out of the small secret realm, Ye Feng twisted his neck and looked towards the North Sea.
Smelling the majestic blood energy surging in the air, Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, "It can't be the Little Star Venerable, right?"
With a roll of his eyes, Ye Feng planned to return to the Little Secret Realm. He had just used Feng Yan Realm in the capital before, and his charm had not yet recovered. He did not want to fight against the Little Star Master.
"An old friend is here!"
Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on Huoyun Evil God's face, his eyes turned, and rolls of evil energy rolled out of his body.
"boom!!!"
A torrent of bloody energy shot up into the sky, turning half of the sky into blood.
"Fire Cloud Evil God?"
"Buzz!"
In mid-air, a sword light suddenly appeared. Situ Zhong stepped on the giant sword, his eyes filled with solemnity, looking down at Huoyun Evil God with a strange smile on his face.
"Old drunkard, you didn't expect me to be alive!" Fire Cloud Evil God's blood surged around his body, like a living creature, shuttling through the void.
However, Ye Feng noticed that there were tiny golden talismans flashing in the blood energy, constantly weakening the blood evil energy.
"Quick victory!"
Fire Cloud Evil God's condition is very unstable, and no one knows when he will be sealed again.
"It's actually you?"
Looking at Ye Feng standing next to Huoyun Evil God, Situ Zhong showed surprise on his face, "You actually left the Wuwu Formation?"
Half a month ago, Situ Zhong personally took action and suppressed Ye Feng in the Bone Boat Wuwu Formation.
"boom!!!"
Taking one step forward, endless corpse energy rolled out, intertwined with the bloody evil energy in the sky.
In an instant, the world was covered with all kinds of negative emotions.
"Big Gaitian Demonic Hand!!!"
"boom!!!"
With a palm blast, corpse energy and blood evil energy intertwined and turned into a huge brown palm print, like the palm of a god and demon, slapping towards Situ Zhong.
"Bah!"
Suddenly, goosebumps stood up all over Ye Feng's body, and a wisp of cold light silently split the void and swept towards his neck.
That cold murderous intention was as real as reality.
"Blade Wings!!!"
“Clang Clang Clang!!!”
Nine hundred and ninety purple flying knives turned into countless tentacles, blocking the light of the slashing sword.
A flying knife shattered, and Ye Feng took the opportunity to retreat.
"Amitabha!"
The decapitated demon monk was holding a demon-breaking knife and slowly walked out of the void. Behind him, a blood moon rose, with a vague Buddha sitting cross-legged in it.
"Decapitated Demon Monk Plane Crash?"
Fire Cloud Evil God's expression changed slightly, and he stared at the figure suspended in mid-air, standing with a sword drawn horizontally.
"Two benefactors, please put down your butcher knife and follow me to the Shaolin Temple to wash away your sins!" The eyes of the plane crash were filled with murderous light, and as long as they refused, they would be given a thunderous blow.
Ye Feng raised his eyelids and stared at the plane crash of the beheaded demon monk that brought him a huge sense of crisis. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth and said: "Didn't you say that I put down my butcher knife and became a Buddha immediately? What? I put down my butcher knife and I still want to follow you.
Go to Shaolin Temple to repent?"
"The donor has sinned deeply and needs to be baptized by the Dharma before he can become a Buddha!"
"Hahaha, if I become a Buddha, I will be an evil Buddha who kills Buddhas!"
"Boom!!!"
Ye Feng suddenly stepped out, his whole body turned into an afterimage, and the corpse energy swept down from the sky, turning into a huge palm, and pinched towards the decapitated demon monk.
