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

Monk Lingkong fell from the sky, and stepped on the branches of the dead tree without any worldly concern, causing the treetop to sink slightly.

Seeing that the girl was no longer running away, he felt a little guilty thinking that he was being unfair to the boy in his hands.

"Amitabha."

Although he felt guilty, he did not show any mercy. He stretched out his hand and the Buddhist beads smashed directly at Yu Fei's head.

dying.

Yu Fei looked up at the Buddhist beads flying towards her and slowly closed her eyes. The only thing left in her heart was the desire to be alive.

boom!

A loud bang~

Yu Fei, who was waiting to die, was startled and opened her eyes. Unbeknownst to her, a slender purple figure appeared in front of her. Her feet were on purple clouds, and her brocade robe fluttered in the wind.

"Senior Brother Wu!"

Concubine Yu couldn't help but blurt out, her tone filled with joy at surviving a disaster.

Upon hearing the voice, Wu Yingchun slightly turned her face to the side, leaving Concubine Yu with a very pale profile, which, coupled with her flowing fairy hair, reminded her of Gongzi Wushuang.

"I guess I came at the right time."

His voice was calm and clear, and he turned his head to look at the monk opposite him. The spiritual power flashed in his eyes and he found that he could not see through his realm. He must be a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining.

But Wu Yingchun showed no fear on his face. He just glanced at the boy in his hand and then looked at him again.

"Killing them all like this is not your merciful style. Could it be that you, a thief, want to join my demon sect?"

Monk Lingkong slowly circulated the less than 30% of his spiritual energy and frowned secretly. From killing the demon man to chasing the demon woman all the way, he didn't have much time to recover.

Looking at the young man in front of him, who was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining, it seemed that he would have to fight quickly and decisively.

"Amitabha~"

"You evildoers are killing innocent lives. I am enforcing justice. I kill to protect lives. I kill karma instead of killing people."

Wu Yingchun couldn't help but sneer, knowing that he would not be his opponent in a verbal battle. After all, he studied Buddhist scriptures diligently every day, and for every word he said, the other party would probably have five or ten words waiting for him.

"Shut up! If you want to kill my sect's disciples, you have to get past me first!"

After saying that, he patted the purple gourd hanging around his waist.

Thick purple poisonous smoke came out from it. With a finger gesture, several tits emerged from the dark purple poisonous smoke and flew towards the monk, chirping.

Lingkong frowned when he saw this, then slowly relaxed.

Poison cultivation? It is indeed an evil and crooked path, without the orthodoxy of the Wuxian family, and its cultivation is too complicated to achieve anything significant.

He used the same number of Buddhist beads to attack the purple birds, and with a popping sound, he turned them into turbid smoke. However, this scene did not make Lingkong relax, and his expression became a little solemn.

The poisonous smoke was like a cancer attached to the bones, staining the golden Buddhist beads with purple spots.

What the hell?

The monk noticed that the instrument was contaminated, and suddenly injected spiritual energy into it. The golden light of the Buddhist beads shone brightly, burning the poisonous spots on it into ashes. But the lost Buddha nature could never be recovered.

Knowing that he couldn't delay any longer, he suddenly shouted loudly.

"combine!"

The nine Buddhist beads spun around and then collided with each other. The golden light dissipated and a golden bead the size of a watermelon smashed down heavily.

Wu Yingchun looked serious, clasped his hands together and pointed at the poisonous smoke in front of him.

"Purple Bat Technique."

The poisonous smoke rolled and then turned into a meter-long purple bat with a strong sweet and fishy smell. Purple air filled the air as its wings flapped.

puff~

There was no loud noise as imagined. The bat spread its wings like a living thing and held it in its arms. Then there was a sizzling sound like water falling into a frying pan.

The giant Buddhist beads managed to move forward a few meters before they ran out of strength and their spiritual energy was consumed by the poisonous smoke.

Monk Lingkong's face turned embarrassed when he saw this. He didn't expect that this demon's magic was so strange. If he still had all his strength, there would be no way this demon would be so rampant.

Knowing that if this continued, the magic weapon that had accompanied him for decades would be broken here, he quickly made up his mind.

The Buddhist beads that were fighting against the poisonous bat suddenly trembled, and then with a bang, they turned into nine streams of light that rushed out of the bat's body and flew back towards the monk.

Seeing this, Wu Yingchun curled the corners of his mouth into a sneer.

Want to run? Too late.

Then she swung her embroidered robe, and as the spiritual energy surged, nine purple smoke ropes emerged from the cloud of poisonous smoke that had been mostly dissipated and followed closely behind the monk.

Monk Lingkong didn't get the chance to escape, and knew that it was not suitable to stay here for long. Without hesitation, he took out two more Buddhist beads and threw them at his feet, and fled away without saying a word.

But the two were only twenty meters apart. In the blink of an eye, nine streams of poisonous smoke rushed in front of him, then suddenly turned around and turned into strands of silk threads that surrounded him.

Looking carefully, the middle-aged monk could no longer be seen. All that could be seen was a purple cocoon swirling in the air.

It became.

Wu Yingchun revealed a faint smile, then he clasped his hands together, and the purple cocoon began to tighten, constantly eroding the monk inside.

This poison was produced by the spiritual body that he cultivated, and it can corrode everything. The monk in front of him is only one tenth as strong as before, so he is afraid that he will not be able to resist it.

At this moment, a whisper seemed to sound in my ears.

The poison cocoon was visibly stretched a little, but it could not cover the Buddha's light inside. Then a heavenly sound came from inside, and the sound was so loud that Yu Fei and the other two felt shocked and deafening.

"Conquer the devil!"

卍

Namo ~ Amitabha

Accompanied by bursts of Buddhist magical sounds, dazzling golden light bloomed from it.

In the light, a figure sat cross-legged, with fingertips hanging down and palms facing outward. A huge Buddhist seal smashed the poisonous fog into nothingness.

The Great Seal of Buddhism!

Is he from the Lotus School, one of the four major Buddhist sects?

Wu Yingchun felt like he had hit a wall. The Fahua Sect was well-known in the world of immortal cultivation. He must be just a branch of it, but it was not something that a rat from the Five Poison Sect could afford to provoke.

Thinking of this, a fierce look flashed in his purple eyes. He could not let him escape at all.

Before he could move, the monk Lingkong, who had escaped from the trap, had his eyes filled with gold and he opened his mouth and breathed softly.

"Go!"

The Buddhist sound filled his ears, instantly making the purple-robed young man in a trance.

The monk took this opportunity to roll up the nine Buddhist beads beside him, picked up the boy and fled into the distance without looking back.

When he woke up, he could only see the golden light flying into the sky.

"Want to run?"

The young man snorted coldly and was about to take action, but his face turned pale and he could no longer maintain his upright posture. He staggered and fell from the air.

"Brother Wu, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that the crisis was over, Yu Fei stopped pretending to be dead and quickly stood up to hold his body. With a slump in her hand, Yu Fei, who was seriously injured, was almost knocked down, and could only let him fall into her arms.

Wu Yingchun instinctively collapsed into a soft place, and before he could say anything he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his purple brocade robe red.

His face drooped and he fell silent.

Yu Fei held him and sat on the ground with a confused look on her face.

I clearly saw him displaying his might just now, how come he was dead or alive in the blink of an eye? After checking his breath, I found that he had just fainted, and Yu Fei immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The sounds around me gradually faded away, and the strangeness in my heart began to surge.

Now that I am the only one left, can't I take this opportunity to break away from the Wu family's control?

Yu Fei, who was becoming more and more excited, unconsciously took out the dagger that had accompanied her growing up, and stared at the unconscious young man in front of her with bright eyes.

Just kill him, kill him, and everything will be fine.

Uh-huh~

The dagger came out of her body, and Yu Fei pressed it against his back. With just a little force, she could kill him completely.

But when the time came, he hesitated.

After struggling for a while, he finally retracted the dagger, touched his abdomen with his hand, and comforted himself.

Alas, even if he was killed, it would be useless. After all, Wu Yingjie had planted a blood curse on him. If it was Wu Yingjie in his arms now, it would be great.

Yu Fei sighed, slowed down and carried the young man on her back. Fortunately, she was very tall, otherwise she would have had to drag him along on the snow.