After the transformation, I became the white moonlight of good and evil

In the small town, two people who were standing on the eaves of a house trying to take advantage of the situation noticed something strange at the same time.

If you are too far away from the formation, you may not be able to perceive it, but if your mind is connected to the formation, you will feel it especially clearly.

Yu Fei and the other two's faces changed slightly. Yu Fei shouted loudly without hesitation: "Two elders, someone is attacking the magic circle!"

The two were having a great time killing each other, but were stunned when they heard the words. Before they could react, they saw the invisible formation covering the town began to fluctuate.

If you focus your spiritual energy into your eyes, you can see that the formation is like broken glass, shattering into pieces.

At the same time, two golden lights appeared, accompanied by a deafening roar.

"How brave!"

The sound was like a furious Vajra, accompanied by waves of spiritual energy. Elder Hua's soul-calming bell was frightened by the Buddhist rhyme and rang.

The two elders hurriedly recalled their magic weapons and looked at each other, both seeing different expressions in their eyes. Elder Wu's eyes were filled with surprise and resentment, while Elder Hua was extremely panicked.

"It's those bald Buddhist donkeys!"

Elder Hua screamed, stretched out his hand to grab the low-grade magic weapon, the Soul-Calming Bell, and wanted to escape immediately. During this time, he did not forget to take a picture of the storage bag, and a request for help flashed a light red halo into the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

"Don't panic."

Elder Wu was confident that he had perfected his Qi training and could run away even if he couldn't win. He glanced at the magic weapon that was still absorbing the living beings, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes. He still pinched the magic formula to stop collecting the essence, blood, and spirit.

"They are just bald dogs in the late stage of Qi Refining, and are no better than you and me. You should hold back the guy in the ninth level of Qi Refining first, and I will come to help you as soon as I kill the other one."

"But if you dare to flee without a fight,"

Elder Wu laughed strangely. "Then don't blame me for abandoning you."

Elder Hua's expression changed, and he finally nodded with gritted teeth. "Well, you have to be quick, I can't hold on for too long."

The young monk Linghui became furious when he saw that the two demons ignored his fellow disciples.

"How dare you, the evil cult thieves, underestimate my Nanhua Temple! I will save you and send you to see the Buddha!"

After saying this, he threw out the low-grade magic weapon, the Demon-Subduing Pestle, and poured all his spiritual energy into it.

The Vajra at one end of the Vajra emitted Buddha light and flew through the air to the top of the two people accompanied by the murmuring of Sanskrit sounds, smashing down on their heads like a meteor.

Wu Chang's expression did not change at all in the face of this full-strength attack. The Purple Scorpion Sword flashed with a cold light and flew up diagonally, piercing the side of the Demon Subduing Pestle with a ding, causing it to change its attack route.

The demon-subduing pestle, with a strong wind brushing past his side, smashed into the building below with a bang, completely turning it into ruins.

This superb response surprised both parties.

Elder Hua heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing the old man's strength, and slightly loosened the gauze-like magic weapon in his hand.

Lingkong on the opposite side raised his thick eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect that someone from the Demon Cult had such superb swordsmanship. Strength, eyesight and experience are all indispensable to be able to do what he just did.

Compared to the surprise of several people, Elder Wu's face looked a little unhappy at this time. He didn't expect that just one attack from that little thief bald almost made him look bad. If he hadn't used all his strength, he would have had to flee in panic.

He calmed himself down and said hoarsely, "Why did the monks from Nanhua Temple come to Quanzhou? This place is not within the territory of your sect. Why don't we just stop fighting?"

Linghui took back the demon-subduing pestle and cursed angrily without hesitation: "Bullshit, how can there be a limit for people who are saved by Buddha? Stop? As long as you are willing to die here, I will leave without stopping."

Elder Wu's face became increasingly gloomy, and his voice was as unpleasant as a crow. "I wanted to give you a chance to live, but you are so ungrateful."

"Amitabha~"

Lingkong looked indifferent, clasping his hands together, with a golden glow in his eyes that made people afraid. "You have done something so evil, so don't say anything more, just wait till you are killed."

After saying this, he spread out his hands and the beads hanging on his palms broke into pieces, which turned into golden beads as big as goose eggs, dragging golden tails and shooting towards the sinister old man in the distance.

Linghui also used the Demon Subduing Pestle again to attack the evil witch beside her.

The four of them immediately started fighting.

Yu Fei and A Cheng had already huddled in the attic below, and when they saw that several people had already started fighting, they no longer hesitated and immediately released the fire bird with a soft cry.

Before Xiaohong could be happy, she was stunned by the roar in the sky. The whole bird was trembling with fear from the spiritual pressure. She even forgot to care about the white snake that she wanted to eat the most. She wished she could bury her head into the crack in the ground.

Yu Fei stretched out her hand and pulled Ah Cheng onto the bird's back and said anxiously, "Hurry up, Xiao Hong!"

After hearing Yu Fei's words, the Flame Bird did not hesitate at all. It immediately flapped its wings and cackled as it flew towards the sect.

The four people in the sky also noticed the demon bird and the two people on its back, but they had no time to deal with them.

The Lingkong Magic Pearl was like a comet, and each strike was as powerful as a thousand pounds. Elder Wu was beaten back repeatedly, without any power to fight back.

He barely used the magic sword to swing the Buddhist beads away, and took the opportunity to glance at his junior sister not far away.

Her current situation was even worse than her own. Her most skilled bewitching sound was suppressed by the Buddhist sound of his demon-subduing pestle, and she could only barely protect herself with a flowing blue gauze scarf.

Every time the demon-subduing pestle struck hard, it was like hitting a stream of water, sending up splashes of water. The pestle lost most of its power in the flow of the spring. But even so, it was beaten back again and again. If it hadn't been for the several protective talismans in its hands, it would have been bleeding from all seven orifices.

"Damn bald dog."

Elder Wu's relaxed face twitched slightly, and without the others noticing, he took out a blood thunder bead and held it in his palm.

He frantically urged the incomplete sword technique he had learned by chance. At this moment, he had no time to feel sorry for the magic sword. He desperately made it emit bursts of purple light.

The Purple Scorpion Sword emitted a flickering light and its poisonous gas dissipated. For a moment, it seemed as if it could break through the encirclement of the pearls and restrain the nine surrounding magic pearls.

Seeing this, he showed joy in his eyes, used the wind control technique and rushed forward, instantly pulling the two of them within a hundred meters.

"Hehehe~ Bald donkey, prepare to die!"

His face was ferocious, and he suddenly wrapped the blood thunder bead with spiritual energy and blasted it out.

The dark red magic bead flew to Monk Lingkong unhindered. Seeing that it was about to hit the target, Elder Wu could imagine how his skin would fester and his soul would dissolve when he was hit.

"Amitabha~"

The monk chanted the Buddha's name calmly, and a golden magic bead flew out from his wrist, actively meeting the strange magic bead.

Boom~

When the two collided, the dark red jewel burst out a thick and dirty fog. This jewel was made to imitate the Blood Thunder Bead. Although it could not corrode magic weapons and magic power, it was very effective against cultivators in the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages.

The light of the golden beads dimmed visibly, and bloodstains appeared on them. After making a few mournful buzzing sounds, it completely lost its spirituality and fell from the sky.

"How can it be!"

Elder Wu's eyes widened. He had clearly seen that he had used all his strength to control the magic weapon, but he didn't expect that he still had some strength left. He watched helplessly as his reliance was easily blocked. His mind was distracted and the Purple Scorpion Sword immediately lost its sharpness. It was hit by the Buddhist beads from left to right and made a series of buzzing sounds.