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Chapter 334

Linghua mirror, Huawu country, is peaceful.

In a hidden space, two handsome young men were drinking tea and playing chess.

With a "click" sound, the epidemic demon fell down, and his voice was low and magnetic: "Everyone else was beaten until the sky was dark, why don't we realize it?"

Zhejing, the God of Space, took a sip of tea, paused with his chess hand, calmly placed a piece, and said, "You lost."

"You know, demons are all bloodthirsty creatures. They never like self-cultivation activities like playing chess. I am already an outlier." Blight Demon laughed softly and joked.

Hearing this, Zhejing couldn't help but reply: "As long as you are willing, the demons cannot trap you."

"Well, what next?" The plague demon looked at Zhejing steadily: "Have you been living in your space?"

Zhejing was silent, and the smoke of hot tea rose up, blurring his face and blurring the demon's face.

After a long sigh, Bane Demon said: "Zhejing, you know that the two worlds of gods and demons coexist and will cease to exist after the devil comes to the world. In this war between gods and demons, there will be a life and death between you and me."

"And I, selfishly, hope that this time you will be more cruel than last time and kill me."

Looking at those violet eyes, full of nostalgia, admiration and reluctance, Zhe Jing's heart trembled.

His hesitation in the eyes of the plague demon was enough to satisfy him. He was afraid that if he looked at it a few more times, he would not be able to help but retract everything he said. When he looked away, his handsome face, which did not look like the demon's evil charm, appeared. A slight smile and relief:

"Zi Jing, kill me."

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Today's Xizhou is probably one of the five continents with a relatively good war situation. The defense here is stronger than the other surrounding areas, and the number of attacking demons is also smaller. Perhaps this is because it is the farthest away from the sealing point of Dongzhou.

The sound of chanting in Qingdeng Temple is no longer audible, but the incense has never stopped burning.

With a hint of sandalwood and a long fragrance, Song Shu held the white tiger shrunk to the size of a cat in his arms and walked into the tower without looking back.

It was a completely different scene from the last time I entered the tower. Today, the Evil Suppression Tower was eerily quiet. There were no little monsters or beasts, and no annoying evil spirits.

But it was such a clean venue, but at the moment of landing, Bai Hu immediately gave out a low warning, showed his sharp nails, bared his teeth, and stared at the stairs leading to the next floor with a pair of golden vertical pupils.

Song Shu gently stroked the white cat's back, giving him comfort, and then the figure disappeared at the top of the stairs and went to a deeper level.

Today, the Evil Suppression Tower is empty. When Greedy Demon broke through the seal, he also broke the seal of the Evil Suppression Tower.

Those evil spirits who had been imprisoned in the Evil Suppression Tower for ten years or even hundreds of years, fed up with the endless loneliness and endless hunger, rushed out of the Evil Suppression Tower almost the moment the seal was broken!

Of course, the first thing the evil spirits do when they come out is revenge, revenge on the enemies who imprisoned them - the Buddhist cultivators of Qingdeng Temple.

However, the golden bell is not that hard. Hundreds of Buddhist cultivators sat together, chanting Buddhist scriptures, and knocking on the wooden fish to activate the golden bell. This kind of defense was even harder than the sky.

After a group of evil spirits tried repeatedly and failed to break through the defense of Qingdeng Temple, they could only grit their teeth and disperse, causing harm to the world.

I have to say, after comparing with the demons, these evil spirits are really stupid and pitifully weak.

Therefore, Qingdeng Temple now has only one enemy.

That is the Greedy Demon on the first floor of the Evil Suppression Tower.

Song Shu followed the floors all the way down to the bottom. The place was incredibly clean.

There is no soaring demonic aura, nor the nauseating and stomach-churning bloody odor. The magnificent golden Buddha statue seems to have been repainted, with shining golden light, ears hanging down from the shoulders, kind-hearted eyes, and a peaceful expression. Song Shu calmly held a Heavenly Grade Spirit Talisman to his fingertips, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Walking slowly and slowly, I walked to the Buddha statue. There was a futon there and unburned incense candles on the altar.

The faint and ethereal sound of wooden fish sounds from far to near, and from near to far, close at hand, yet far away in the horizon.

The sound was almost insignificant, but it easily shook up the incense and shook the ash on the table.

The next moment, the world turned into blood.

The posture of the huge Buddha statue changed, and it sat high on the black lotus platform. Its solemn and serene face now looked half compassionate and half hypocritical, half smiling but not smiling.

The dot of cinnabar on the eyebrows now turned into a black eye, with black pupils the size of rice grains rolling around in the whites of the eyes covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes, as if looking at Song Shu.

This is not the original golden Buddha in the Evil Suppression Tower. It is clearly an evil Buddha!
Song Shu looked around and his heart sank, as if he had entered the world of greedy demons.

No, in other words, this evil-suppressing tower is no longer an evil-suppressing tower.

As expected, its current owner is Greevil.

As if to confirm his suspicion, the sound of the wooden fish got closer and closer, until...

The voice appeared behind him.

Song Shu suddenly turned around, and on the empty futon, there was a "Buddha" kneeling devoutly, murmuring, and had almost the same compassionate face as the previous golden Buddha.

Qing Jun's unfamiliar face looked very sincere with his eyes closed. However, when he opened his eyes, his purple eyes were extremely provocative.

"How can a mere mortal enter the country and be worthy of looking directly at my Buddha?"

After he finished speaking, his shiny forehead became brighter and brighter than a mirror, and Greedy Demon slowly became transparent before his eyes. As he disappeared, the Buddhist temple began to become gloomy, like Abi Hell.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the white tiger grew bigger and protected Song Shu under his belly. He swatted at Greedy Demon's ethereal shadow, but the shot missed, leaving only a ethereal Buddha's voice:

"Once the wonderful method is completed, I will grant you eternal life to mortals..."

"Be careful," Bai Hu said in a deep voice: "Everything we do next will be false."

Song Shu's muscles were tense. Of course he knew it was an illusion, because he saw everything he expected in his heart...

Bai Hu turned around and saw Song Shu's dull and lost expression, and he started to have a headache.

The most taboo thing when dealing with greedy demons is to have desires in your heart. Now it's broken...

It raised its head, and its eyes met the evil eyes between the eyebrows of the evil Buddha behind Song Shu. It had three heads and six arms, red lips and smiling eyes, and was extremely coquettish.

"How dare you pretend to be an ox, a horse, a snake, or a rat!"

The white tiger released its pressure, and a virtual white tiger statue roared and pressed the evil Buddha under its claws to bite. The harder the opponent resisted, the more ferociously the statue bit.

As the disguise of the evil Buddha was torn away, revealing his black body, a lump of mud that was as disgusting as the inner demon was entrenched on the black lotus platform. The three heads and six arms turned into one squirming tentacle after another, with black dripping from it. of mucus.

When the sky was dark and the earth was dark, Song Shu and the white tiger became the only white spots in the scarlet and turbid black. The black indescribable thing was smiling faintly, and the stench of swill was soaring into the sky. Its tentacles reached out to Song Shu impatiently, trying to assimilate it into pollution. .

Seeing this, the white tiger roared at the evil Buddha: "Seeking death!"

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