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This weird scene was beyond everyone's expectations, Yu Yongan was already swallowed by the black vortex before they could react.

After devouring Yu Yongan, although the black vortex is rapidly shrinking, it has not disappeared. Everyone can feel the frightening aura from it, which is an ominous thing.

"...Where's Yong'an?"

The owner of the Penglai Pavilion seemed to be asking himself, and at the same time asking everyone present.It's just that no one has been able to answer that question.Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they were all a little silent.Not only because of Yu Yongan who was swallowed up, but also because of the black hole still exuding an ominous atmosphere.

After the monks who noticed this fled around, everyone in Penglai Pavilion came back to their senses, and instead of retreating, they approached the ever-shrinking black vortex.

"Aren't you crazy? I know you feel very sad about losing Yu Yong'an, but you can't lose the safety of so many people. Get out of that vortex quickly! It's very dangerous!"

However, those Penglai pavilions didn't follow this suggestion at all, they even sped up their speed, but Ling Guang's eyes flashed slightly in the crowd, and the black vortex disappeared instantly with a movement of his fingers.

Zhuang Mayfly could hardly breathe, he just watched his disciple disappear into the black vortex, even to save himself.How terrible, she may not be able to bear such pain in her whole life...

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the Buddhist cultivators in the Western Buddhist countries. Just by listening to that voice, one could feel as if they were illuminated by Buddha's light.

"Amitabha, sin, sin! The poor monk is incompetent, and he can only speak at this time."

Immediately afterwards, an image of a Buddha cultivator appeared out of nowhere in midair.It was a dignified Buddha cultivator who had no beard and was a little chubby. His eyes were calm and stable, and he seemed to be tolerant of everything in the world.

Someone has already recognized him, this is the famous Baohua Buddhist cultivator in the Western Buddhist countries.All Buddhist cultivators in Western Buddhist countries pay attention to equality and mutual assistance, so no matter the sect is big or small, the relationship between them is equal.Even if they wanted Changsheng to go to the Western Buddhist countries to become Buddhist disciples, that was also the Buddhist disciples of all their Western Buddhist countries.

This Baohua monk once made a great wish to save 99 great evil people, and he was stationed on the edge of the demon clan.Because of his existence, many demon cultivators dare not jump, for fear of being saved by this powerful Buddha cultivator.But how could he appear here at this time?Many immortal monks who knew the temperament of this Baohua monk couldn't help but change their expressions.

Sure enough, the next moment, the monk with the majestic statue spoke slowly.

"What I want to know is, how did you guys do it so stupidly? Didn't you notice it the first time you entered the small world of Moshan? You fell into other people's trap from the very beginning. How stupid, are you really stupid."

The faces of all the immortal monks who were still awake turned green.Although they had heard about the temper of this Baohua monk for a long time, it was the first time they faced such an indiscriminate attack, and it was a bit unacceptable.

But this was not over yet, Monk Baohua then pointed directly at the suzerain of Shanghuan Sect.The moment he was pointed at by that chubby finger, the lord of Shanghuan Sect clearly felt that something was wrong, but before he could react, the other party opened his mouth directly.

"I heard that you seem to be the suzerain of the largest sect in the world of Shengyuan University. Why don't you look like that? Why do you look a bit uncomfortable, but you still have the majesty of the suzerain..."

Speaking of which, Monk Baohua suddenly stopped talking, but the face of the suzerain of Shanghuan Sect was green, he might as well finish his words, he stopped suddenly in the middle of his words, and put on an embarrassed expression, isn't it? Telling everyone he's not a smart guy?

At this time, the Baohua monk looked down at his few incompetent Buddhist disciples again, and he was taught a lesson.But everyone present always felt that these words were not only spoken to those few young Buddhist disciples, but also to themselves.

"Idiots, idiots! Don't you realize that you have inhaled the poisonous mist?"

No one has the ability to point at Sang and scold Huai.

"What? Poisonous fog?"

Some people were shocked, and it was at this time that they suddenly realized that their previous behavior seemed unusual.Even if the evidence is so convincing, but facing those black monsters from God's Domain, it shouldn't be so hasty to believe that Yu Yongan is colluding with the people of God's Domain.

At this time, someone has already noticed the abnormality, and his face is ashen. Could it be that all this is really a conspiracy against Yong'an?Thinking deeper, this is more likely to be a conspiracy to disintegrate their immortal monks from within?
At this time, Monk Baohua's words still did not stop.

"Originally, the divine sense I entrusted to my disciples should not appear without authorization. Who would have thought that my disciples are so stupid, I am so stupid that I am embarrassed to admit that they are my disciples. But there is no way, no matter who it is If you make mistakes, you must correct them. As an elder, I can't just watch them continue to make mistakes, can I? Hey, why do you think my family unfortunately accepted so many stupid disciples?"

"You can't even distinguish a mere poisonous mist. How did you lick your face and point at the innocent little girl, saying that she killed so many people? Didn't they think that the memories of those witnesses might have been tampered with? Or maybe the person with the face of a little girl in their memory is someone else pretending to be?! We are monks, as monks, how can we not be able to tell the difference?"

"Amitabha……"

The few Buddhist cultivators in Western Buddhist countries who gradually returned to normal couldn't help clasping their hands together with shame on their faces.Although they didn't participate in the accusation of Fellow Daoist Yong'an, they were so ashamed that they were bewitched by the poison at the very beginning and couldn't even react at all.

"..."

At this time, the faces of all the monks, including the suzerain of Shanghuan Sect, could hardly be called faces.They almost wanted the Baohua monk to stop talking, but they didn't have the courage, so they could only watch all this helplessly, with numb expressions on their faces.

But this Baohua monk's status is too lofty, he is stationed on the border line between the demons and the monks of the immortal way, firmly blocking the footsteps of most of the demons.It can be said that the peace of the monks of Xiandao for thousands of years has an indelible part of the credit of this Baohua monk.

So they can't say anything against it at all.

It's useless to say anything now, Yu Yong'an disappeared in front of them, and even before he disappeared, he was seriously injured because he was forcibly withdrawn from the process of comprehending the Dao and suffered backlash.

"So, what are you going to do now?"