I'm a passerby, I'm the daughter of God

A golden light suddenly appeared, and the solemn Dharma image flew into the air, colliding with the red light emitted by the Empty Wheel....

"boom..."

The residual force from the two powerful light waves caused everyone to be blown away.

When Chi Yue's body left the ground, Jia Jing was quick to grab her wrist. He touched the ground with his toes and gently pulled her back to the ground along the arc she flew out.

Then he let go of his hand and looked towards Di Yuan opposite him.

"Born with Buddha's bones, who are you?"

"Amitabha, I am just an ordinary person."

Emperor Yuan's dark red eyes were filled with anger. In the war a thousand years ago, there were many Buddhists who surrounded and suppressed him. With that black hair, who would have thought that this person would be one of those dead bald donkeys. But all the dead bald donkeys deserved to die...

He used his demonic energy, and the demonic energy from all around him madly drilled into the Kongjin Wheel in his hand.

Seeing this, Chi Yue instantly touched the ground with her toes and floated in the air. She frowned, quickly formed seals with her hands, and began to fully activate the greedy seven spiritual roots in her body.

In an instant, the demonic energy all around seemed to be stirred up, and the rolling demonic energy surged towards Chi Yue like a tide.

These evil spirits gathered together crazily, intertwined and entangled with each other, and gradually formed an extremely huge cyclone. This cyclone was like a ferocious and roaring beast, surrounding her and emitting a terrifying aura that made people's hearts tremble.

On the other side, Di Yuan widened his eyes and stared fiercely at Chi Yue who was taking away his demonic energy.

The rage in his heart burned fiercely, and he wished he could rush forward and break this ignorant kid in half! At this moment, Di Yuan exuded an extremely strong murderous intent, as if he wanted to devour the entire world.

The magic weapon in his hand spun rapidly and struck towards Chi Yue.

A moon-white figure stood in front of her, and a "卍" mark appeared on the palm of its hand and flew towards Di Yuan.

Demon Lord Di Yuan retreated hastily, spitting out a mouthful of blood, thinking to himself, this body is really fucking disappointing. If his original body was still there, he wouldn't have been injured.

Something is not right....This is the abyss of the devil's cave, there is not even a single bit of spiritual power, how can he use the Dharma image...

Demon Lord Emperor Yuan couldn't help but take another look at this man. He saw his black hair fluttering slightly and a Buddhist bead in his hand. His expression was like a statue. When he lowered his eyes and looked down, he was like a god with compassion for the world...

The cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye and the red full moon hanging high in the sky behind him seemed to blend into one.

Looking at this man, with a hint of demonic energy on his body... Emperor Yuan's eyes widened: "You... practice both Buddhism and demonism... Could it be that you have the rare dual spiritual roots of light and darkness? This is impossible... This is absolutely impossible... No one can comprehend the spiritual root of light, not even those dead bald donkeys in the upper realm. Even those bald donkeys with high moral character and prestige in the upper realm dare not..."

He calmed down and said sarcastically, "The two paths are so extreme and contradictory. Aren't you afraid of going crazy if you practice both of them?"

Jia Jing said calmly and naturally: "Amitabha, one thought can make you a Buddha, and one thought can make you a devil. It only takes a thought for this poor monk. Fortunately, I am not talented enough and can switch back at will. Thank you for your concern... Amitabha..."

"Who cares about you..." Di Yuan's voice stopped abruptly, and he looked at him with a confused look: "How did you change? Is there any secret method? ... Or did you give up something? You Buddhists cut off the seven emotions and six desires, is it because of this?"

If I can learn this secret method, then I can roam the world freely. Spiritual energy and demonic energy can all be used by me. If I can do this, unifying the world is just around the corner...hahahaha...

But he looked behind this man, at Chi Yue who was madly trying to absorb the magic energy with her hands tightly closed. His pupils slightly dilated. No, that was not right... The way this monk looked at her was clearly not innocent... What kind of love was that?

"Hurry up and tell me, or I'll have plenty of time to torture you."

Jiajing clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, it's just about keeping your original heart."

"Are you so selfless?"

Jiajing shook his head: "I am also an ordinary person, how can I be free from desires? I just need to face my heart sincerely and do whatever I want.

"how to say?"

"For example, if I can save someone, I will save him. If I really can't save him, I can only kill him. If I can't solve the problem, I will naturally send him to other places for salvation."

Emperor Yuan was shocked. What kind of monk is this? What is this about facing one's true heart? To put it bluntly, isn't he just a selfish and self-serving evil monk?

"Fuck, you bald ass, you're trying to trick me."

"Amitabha, monks do not tell lies." Then, he opened his eyes and looked at him straight in the face. He raised his hand, and a swastika appeared on his palm, flying towards Di Yuan: "It's just... Tao is me, and I am Tao, that's all..."

The golden light carried the power of rules, reflected in the red pupils. Emperor Yuan raised his magic weapon to resist, but most of the magic energy had been absorbed, and there was no extra magic energy to nourish. The magic weapon was broken thousands of years ago and has not been repaired yet. Now it can only be used with difficulty.

Unexpectedly, he encountered such a tough opponent. Di Yuan was forced to retreat step by step. He suddenly spat out a few mouthfuls of blood...

Chi Yue opened her eyes and frowned. Oh no, she had absorbed too much. If she hadn't stopped, the seven spiritual roots in her body would still be spinning wildly. But the cultivation that was originally suppressed could no longer be suppressed...

"Lan Zhirou, think about your own brother. If he saw you not listening to advice and being possessed by a demon, and you let someone take over your body and go out to stir up trouble, what do you think he would think? Seeing you in this body, talking about love with others. Would he feel that he was infatuated with you, and that it was not worth it?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt that Xiao Wu's remarks were truly unique. Which kind person could say such a thing? The demon king was inside him, how could a man and a man...

Lan Zhirou's eyes were full of struggle, and the fingers holding the magic weapon were slightly bent...

Di Yuan's voice sounded: "You idiot, what are you doing?"

"I will never let you use my body to be with someone else..."

"I want to unify the three realms, who will follow you..."

Then, she pressed her fingers together... "Bang..." The magic weapon in Lan Zhirou's heart was crushed.

"I'm going to kill you..." Emperor Yuan didn't expect that at the last moment, he would capsize in the gutter, and his dark red pupils flashed with viciousness.

Lan Zhirou took a few steps forward with difficulty: "Kill me, Chi Yue... Kill me quickly... I want to go down to see my brother..."

Chi Yue tightened the hilt of the sword, a trace of pity flashed in her eyes. But she still strode forward and pierced her dantian with the sword...