Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

After being surprised, he felt evil thoughts and became even more excited.

His eyes were full of greed for this kind of supernatural powers that he had never seen before.

"Okay, okay..." He continued to applaud.

I saw that Dajue's evil face, which was originally delicate and handsome, twisted for a moment.

There is still the appearance of the eminent monk just now, but the evil spirit is awe-inspiring, which makes people feel frightened.

Greed is completely undisguised and exposed on the face.

"Come on, you are no match for this guy."

Zhao Ke sent Miao Daoyi a hundred meters away, and stared at the evil-looking monk in midair with a serious expression.

"you……"

Miao Dao's face was pale, and just now, after rubbing shoulders with the God of Death several times, he instantly understood the difference in strength between them.

Whether it was the evil monk in front of him, or Zhao Ke who was with him.

His own strength is completely unable to gain a foothold.

He couldn't intervene in the battle between them, and staying here would only bring a great burden to Zhao Ke.

But if he left like this, once Brother Wang had troubles, how could he feel sorry for him.

Just when Miao Dao was restless and unable to judge.

Hearing thunder from heaven and earth, evil light emerges.

"Heavenly Buddha Nirvana, demons dance wildly."

Dajue's evil thoughts squeezed the seal with both hands, and the Buddha's light suddenly reversed.

Foxia, who was as sacred as the sun just now, turned into billowing magic smoke in an instant.

On the thousands of golden lotuses, the Buddha's light was shattered and black spots appeared, which turned the thousands of Buddha lotuses into pitch black in an instant.

All of a sudden, ghosts were crying and gods were howling. The Buddha was in Nirvana, his flesh and blood were separated, and blood fell from the sky.

Tens of millions of corpses emerged from the magic smoke, and the world turned into a field of Shura, with corpses everywhere.

"This guy is possessed!"

As soon as Miao Dao looked at the evil monk in front of him, he couldn't help screaming.

He seemed to suddenly understand why the monk Dajue wanted to cut off his own evil thoughts.

Here and there is evil, completely demonic.

If you don't cut it, sooner or later your demonic nature will explode and become a scourge.

"Not leaving yet."

Zhao Ke's eyes sharpened for a moment.

He felt the danger, and he was even more surprised by the strength of Monk Dajue.

It's just the evil thoughts he cut down, which has such a powerful force. If the monk Dajue is still alive, what kind of strength should it be.

I'm afraid it won't be that far behind Monk Sanjie.

"Okay, brother Wang, take care."

This time Miao Dao left without leaving a single thought.

He knew what monster Zhao Ke was facing.

If you stay by yourself, it will only get in the way.

At this moment, Miao Dao only hated himself for being too weak.

He regretted in his heart, regretted that Master was strict with him on weekdays, and he still tried to be lazy.

If he had known that now, he would also concentrate on penance.

"Hey!"

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly remembered something, and shouted to Miao Daoyi: "Wait a minute."

Miao Dao paused every step, and looked back at Zhao Ke, as if he suddenly understood something in a trance.

With a tragic expression for a moment, he asked with red eyes: "Brother Wang, do you have a last word? You said, if I, Miao Daoyi, were alive, I would definitely do my best."

The corner of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched, and he cursed secretly: "You are the last words."

Unhappily said: "You wish for me to die? Give me your Ding Guangzhu."

"Ah!" Miao Dao didn't think about it, Zhao Ke actually made this request.

For a moment, he opened his mouth wide and stared straight at Zhao Ke.

"Oh shit, lend me, that's fine, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to get out later."

Facing Zhao Ke's demands.

Miao Daoyi had a strange expression on his face for a moment, and a strong ideological struggle was already going on in his mind.

He knew that that evil monk was extraordinary.

After the death of Brother Wang, there must be dangers everywhere.

But the problem is...

Given the precedent of the previous four jade swords, no matter how Miao Dao looked at it, he felt that lending out this fixed light bead was like beating a dog with a meat bun, never returning.

At this time, if those old fritters were here, they would definitely turn around and run away without looking back, covering their ears.

Such a vicious person like Fat Pig, I am afraid that before he left, he would not forget to shout: "When the Qingming Festival next year, I will burn a few more old women with big buttocks for you to give birth to."

But Miao Daoyi is obviously kind.

The brainwashing education of Quanzhen Sect could not make him truly too ruthless.

On the contrary, his heart was still burning like fire.

After struggling for a while, he decisively threw the Dingguang Pearl to Zhao Ke.