Great Dream Master

Bai Xiaotian flew down beside Shen Luo, hurriedly took out two Healing Medicine Pills and put them in his mouth, then quickly pinched the technique with both hands, one technique after another raindrops on On Shen Luo.

Shen Luo's body was lit up with golden light from time to time, and the wounds all over his body slowly healed, but his breath did not recover at all, on the contrary, it continued to weaken.

Bai Xiaotian unknowingly oozes a large sweat bead on his forehead, rolling down his cheeks, but his hand moves faster and continues to perform the healing spell of the Changing Life Temple.

After Shen Luo was seriously injured and unconscious, the golden array covering Zhan Guo's body suddenly disintegrated and quickly dispersed. Zhan Guo's figure reappeared in the eyes of everyone.

At this time, his body was cut into two pieces by the waist, and the incision was drenched with blood, but no blood flowed out strangely. His closed eyes slowly opened, but he hadn't fallen yet.

It's just that his whole person has become unusually old, with countless wrinkles on his face, and it looks like he suddenly became a dying old man. . .

Zhan Guo's expression is no longer as fierce as before, and his eyes are full of blankness, as if he has lost hope for everything, and he has not tried to heal his injuries.

Although Zhan Guo did not move, Bai Xiaotian cultivation base profound, still immediately noticed the change in the other's breath.

He slowly raised Shen Luo with one hand, and the other raised hand, a golden blade Magical Artifact emerged. The golden light rolled on the surface, and he was about to completely kill Zhan Guo.

"White donor, wait a moment." Chan'er's voice came from a distance. He, sitting cross-legged in the Golden Cicada, opened his eyes at some point.

Bai Xiaotian has always respected Chan'er, and immediately stopped after hearing this.

At this moment, several loud noises of "peng" and "peng" came from a distance, but the battle on the other side was over.

Shen Luo’s Three Stars Extinguishing Demon just cast annihilated several demonized people, and now Zhan Guo has also been defeated, and the remaining demonized people’s spirit has been greatly reduced, including Demonized Baoshan, all The demonized people were killed by many monks from the Western Regions.

The gap in the seal was blocked by Zen's Golden Cicada method. The original demonic energy venue was clear again, and everyone who was reborn after the catastrophe felt like a world away.

Of course, there is still a bit of disharmony, and that is the culprit that caused all this, Zanguo is still alive.

The monk whose companion died suddenly showed anger, broke through the air, and shot more than a dozen Magical Artifacts aggressively towards Zhan Guo.

But a golden light curtain appeared in front of Zhan Guo, there was a loud hong long long noise, the golden light curtain shook violently, and the Magical Artifacts were also shaken back.

"What are you doing?" The monks glared at nearby Bai Xiaotian.

They saw clearly that this golden light curtain was released by Bai Xiaotian.

"Everyone, please do it for a while, Golden Cicada Master has something to ask about the fruit." Bai Xiaotian raised his left hand with a palm up, and gave a salute to everyone.

And his right hand formed a seal, pressed against Shen Luo's chest, and the soft golden light continuously melted into Shen Luo's body. Shen Luo's declining breath unexpectedly began to calm down. I don't know what secret technique he was using.

The monks had already seen the existence of Golden Cicada's Dharma and respected Chan'er. Hearing this, they stopped.

"This fruit colluded with Demon Race and almost brought Demon Race into the world. It is an out-and-out demon. If you have anything to say to such a person, you should immediately chopped it up ten-thousand times by a thousand blades, revenge for the dead fellows!" Several people who were dazzled by hatred did not agree and shouted angrily.

"Amitabha, Masters, people are not Sage, who can do nothing, this fruit-staining donor was also deceived by Demon Race, and he committed such sins. It seems that he has not lived long. There are many people who have lost their lives today, so why add another sin." Chan'er walked over and said with her hands folded.

The Golden Cicada image did not come with him, but remained on the seal, blocking the broken gap.

Zhan'er looks a little different from before, a bit less ignorant, more dignified, her face calm, and her face radiant and radiant, just like the precious look of a Buddha.

The clamoring monks were trembling when they were seen by Zen, speechless.

"Are you pitying me? Huh! No need! I am Zhanguo who does things all by himself. If I want to kill or cut, I will do whatever you want!" Zhanguo's eyes recovered a little, and he said coldly .

"If you want to kill you and scrape you, the little monk will not stop these Masters just now, the fruit donor, do you still persist in your own wrong doings to this day? Everything in the world is good and evil. Being empty, everything in the world deceives and fights, does not think about rewards, and everything comes and goes, and that is where wisdom lies." Chan'er walked to Zhan Guo and said.

"Everything goes with the fate, comes from your own accord! Haha, what you said is really light, you have never had a wife and children, how can you understand my pain!" Zhan Guo first laughed heartily a few times, suddenly shouted, The fierce flames in the eyes rose again, and there was a trace of sadness in them.

"Even if the donor is in pain, he should not take refuge in Demon Race for his own selfish desires, with the intention of ruining the world, how innocent the people are. You don’t know how many people will be robbed and the wives scattered. To the scene like this?" Chan'er continued.

Zhan Guo frowned, silent.

"I look at the face of the donor, and I am definitely not a treacherous person. The demonic path is only a matter of fate. The previous actions were also affected by the demonic energy. Now that they are free from the control of demons. , Why not put down the butcher knife, repent and be saved?" Chan'er looked at Zhan Guo earnestly and said.

When Zhan Guo heard such a comment, his eyes flashed softly.

But next moment, his body trembled, and his expression returned to cold and severe, and said angrily: "Want to enlighten me? I advise you to spend less time, I took refuge in Demon Race, and now I ended up with having only oneself to blame, if you want to kill it, you have to kill it! But if you want me to take refuge in your Buddhism again, I just can’t think about it!" Sat down beside him.

"What are you doing?" Zhan Guo seemed to realize something when he saw Chan'er's actions, and shouted coldly.

It's just that his breath is getting weaker and weaker. Although he yells hard, his voice loses his breath, and there is no deterrence at all.

"The donor's heart is like a rock, and the little monk naturally dare not reluctantly, but the donor has committed too many sins. If you go to the underworld like this, you will definitely suffer infinite suffering. Let the little monk enter the sacred and chant. Let's wash away some karma for the donor," Chan'er said, and then recite the scripture.

With the movement of his mouth and lips, his whole body seems to be covered with a layer of golden light, the whole person becomes dignified and solemn, and pale-gold ripples appear in the void around him.

Countless golden Buddhist mantras surfaced in the ripples, and then merged into a stream of streams, flowing to the two bodies of Zhan Guo, and they disappeared in a flash when they touched their body surface. Submerged in it.

"Stop! You don't need to be nosy!" Zhan Guo could not move, and roared in his mouth.

But Chan'er remained unmoved and continued to chant.

Countless Buddhist mantras entered Zhanguo's body, and the pain in Zhanguo's expression seemed to fade away a lot, but the anger on his face became heavier.