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Chapter 2391 Peerless death in battle

Chapter 2391: Death in battle

"Hateful! I didn't expect that an old boy like you could actually suppress me in this Saint Cemetery with the help of the power of the thoughts of these damn old people from the Zhao clan!"

"But don't be complacent! If you don't care about the safety of the Zhao clan, just continue to huddle here! I will go to the Zhao clan now and kill all of you Zhao clan!"

As he laughed wildly, the battle immediately turned into a black stream of light, flying towards the imperial capital of the Qiongling Empire at high speed!

The old guard of the Zhao clan's mausoleum knew that the demon Zhan Wucha had destroyed three human civilizations and had always been ruthless and ruthless in killing people. Once he threatened, he would definitely keep his word.

Naturally, the old Zhao clan guarding the mausoleum did not hesitate and immediately flew high into the sky to pursue Zhan Jueshi.

However, before the old man guarding the mausoleum of the ancestor could chase him very far, a huge golden Buddhist inscription suddenly formed on the sky. As the Sanskrit sound surrounded him, it instantly bombarded the peerless warrior to the surface of the earth!

After the smoke and dust cleared, the demon Zhan Jueshi, who was so arrogant before, was now killed by the golden Buddha seal!

"Amitabha! Now that the poor monk has come here, I will never allow you, a demon, to kill the living beings in the world again!"

A fat monk wearing a red cassock came to Zhan Jueshi's body in an instant, and then sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands clasped together and chanted sutras continuously, actually trying to save Zhan Jueshi's soul.

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Zhao Qingcheng took a deep look in the direction of the holy monk who killed Zhan Jueshi with one palm, and then couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart:

"This great monk is truly astonishing. He actually killed Zhan Peerless on the spot with just one move. I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful Buddhist master in Beihuan Xuanzhou!"

When Han Jiulin heard Zhao Qingcheng's sigh, he couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. Naturally, he recognized the identity of the fat monk at a glance. It was the monk Xian Tao who had been hiding secretly before but now became a blockbuster!

Zhan Jueshi's corpse is now lying quietly in a huge pit with Buddhist inscriptions. The evil and death energy on his body has been completely washed away by Monk Xian Tao while chanting sutras. This means that he will never be the same as before.

Return to the world.

However, the heart of this peerless corpse still burned with a ball of black and red demonic flames, still shining brightly in the night, as if it would never go out.

Han Jiulin used his "Baji Thunder Body" to turn into silver thunder and came to Zhan Jueshi's corpse in three breaths, intending to collect the "Destruction Demonic Flame" burning in Zhan Jueshi's heart.

However, when Han Jiulin arrived near Zhan Jueshi's corpse, he found that the "Destroying Demonic Flame" had fallen into the hands of the overweight monk. He pretended to be compassionate and said to Han Jiulin:

"This 'Destruction Demonic Flame' is one of the evil fires in the world. It once burned down three human civilizations. Naturally, this poor monk cannot just sit back and watch this evil fire harm the world again!"

"Why?

I didn't expect you, Donor Han, to be here. It seems that the fate between the poor monk and you is really deep. By the way, why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

Han Jiulin said: "Master Xiantao, now that you have shown your cultivation, you can tell me who you are, right?"

After Monk Xian Tao stood up, he bowed his hands slightly towards Han Jiulin, then smiled and said:

“Don’t you know who the poor monk is, Donor Han?

The poor monk is naturally an honest monk who devotes himself to practicing Buddhism and has always been extremely honest!"

Han Jiulin said: "Okay, since Master Xiantao is unwilling to tell you directly, I can't force you to do so."

"It's just that I have something important to discuss with Master Xian Tao. I won't comment..."

Monk Xian Tao naturally understood why Han Jiulin was here, and immediately said to Han Jiulin: "Does Donor Han want the 'Destroying Demonic Flame' in the hands of this poor monk?"

Han Jiulin nodded: "That's right!"

When Monk Xian Tao heard Han Jiulin's words, he shook his head slightly, and then said with a solemn expression:

"Donor Han, this 'Destroying Demonic Flame' is one of the evil fires in the world. Any cultivator who wants to refine this 'Destroying Demonic Flame' will eventually fall into the devil's path and be in a state of eternal destruction without exception!"

"Since I have a deep fate with you, how can I bear to watch you step into the devil's path and be unable to turn back?"

"Also please forgive me, Donor Han. This poor monk will use the essence of Buddhism to dissipate this 'demon flame of destruction' completely in the world, so as to prevent it from ruining the world again and causing huge disasters..."

Han Jiulin said: "Really?

But I am willing to offer a thousand earth-level spiritual stones to trade with the master, but I don’t know if the master..."

"No! Ten thousand earth-level spiritual stones! No need to discuss!"

Monk Xian Tao said decisively.

Han Jiulin said: "Ten thousand?

But I don’t have so many earth-level spiritual stones on me!”

After hearing Han Jiulin's response, Monk Xian Tao raised his eyebrows and then said:

"It's so good! It seems that this 'Destroying Demonic Flame' really shouldn't be left in the world. The poor monk still has to purify it with the Dharma!"

"Wait a minute!"

Zhao Qingcheng slowly landed on the ground before opening her mouth, and then bowed respectfully to Monk Xian Tao, and then said: "I will come up with these ten thousand earth level spiritual stones. I wonder what your wishes are, Master?"

Monk Xian Tao said: "This... is okay!"

Zhao Qingcheng smiled and took out a storage ring containing ten thousand earth-level spiritual stones from the storage bracelet, and then handed it to Monk Xian Tao's palm.

After monk Xian Tao used his telepathy to detect the number of earth-level spiritual stones, he smiled heartily at Han Jiulin, and then said:

"It seems that the fate between Donor Han and this 'Destroying Demonic Flame' is so deep that even a poor monk can't disobey the law of heaven, okay! This 'Destroying Demonic Flame' is in your hands, Donor Han!"

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"I hope that Donor Han can accumulate virtue and do good deeds after refining this 'Destroying Demonic Flame', so that this evil fire can atone for past sins!"

Han Jiulin said: "Wait a minute, Master Xiantao, I don't seem to have promised this Qingcheng girl to pay the bill for me to complete this transaction, right?"

"If we really want to trade, I should do it with Master Xian Tao, and ask Master to return the earth-level spiritual stone in his hand to Miss Qingcheng."

When Monk Xian Tao heard what Han Jiulin said, he immediately became unhappy and immediately stared at him and said:

"How can there be such a truth? The poor monk has already accepted the payment! What's more, you can't get 10,000 earth-level spiritual stones now, why do you do this?"

Han Jiulin said: "This shows that the fate between me and the 'Destroying Demonic Flame' is not enough. Today, I can only place this 'Destroying Demonic Flame' in the hands of Master Xian Tao!"

Han Jiulin knew that the relationship between him and Zhao Qingcheng was too delicate, and he was really unwilling to owe her such a huge sum of money, so he was so firm.

Zhao Qingcheng was so angry at Han Jiulin that he pursed his lips tightly. He really wanted to take Han Jiulin out and beat him up. He felt that this guy was so ignorant that he wasted all his efforts!

Han Jiulin said this, and Monk Xiantao had no choice but to return the storage ring containing 10,000 earth-level spiritual stones to Zhao Qingcheng, and then sighed deeply:

"That's all! In fact, the poor monk is a disciple of Buddhism, not a money-grubbing monk..."

"Donor Han, if you are willing to agree to complete something for the poor monk, the poor monk can also hand over this 'Destruction Demonic Flame' to your hands."


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