“Destroy the Galan Sect?!”

"Thousands of years, thousand years!

The Jialan Sect has been passed down for more than a thousand years and is far older than those so-called noble families.

Countless Buddhist teachings and wisdom are destroyed by your hands.

You are the devil!"

"Cough, cough."

In the Great Hall, the old scholar coughed twice, but had no intention of replying. He just looked out of the hall as if he was crazy.

This posture has aroused even more difficult anger.

He slowly stood up and roared, "Your wife and children are dead, you feel that you have nowhere to be punished,

But should all be killed by nearly 10,000 monks and eight thousand pilgrims in the Kalan Sect? Should they all be degenerated into demons?

The evil ghost is still injustice and has a master of debt.

If you release the Demon Buddha, it will not only harm the Galan Sect, but also the entire Fenzhou and even the Central Plains!"

"...I,"

The old scholar said with difficulty, "I don't care."

I was stunned. The other party's eyes were particularly clear, without any hatred from seeing the enemy, or the pleasure of revenge for great revenge, and without any sympathy for the innocent dead.

For the old scholar, when his wife and children die and he fails to seek justice, his heart dies.

Don't care about anyone, anything,

The so-called precious Buddhism, innocent people, fellow villagers, family and country,

These empty concepts can no longer make him worry about anything.

Plop.

The Abbot of the enlightened front knelt on his knees,

The thin arms, as thin as a bamboo, snapped back and flipped, revealing pale bone stubble.

However, the demon Buddha on the opposite side did not pursue further, but turned his head and looked towards the back mountain as if he felt something.

Suddenly—

The sound of breaking through the air is too fast and too fast.

I saw a shadow flashing by,

With a dull sound,

The demon with horns on the head, scales on the body, and long tails on the thorns hit the demon Buddha head-on,

Bump the latter out heavily.

The smoke and dust are everywhere, the demonic energy is surging, bricks and tiles are splashing, beams and pillars are collapsing,

The exquisite pavilion built by the Galan Sect with countless money was mercilessly knocked over and destroyed. If there was a doctor of the Academy Architecture here, he would definitely lament.

But Li Ang couldn't care about that. He grabbed the demon Buddha's neck with his left hand and pressed it into the ground.

The demon Buddha's face shook, he opened his mouth, "Roar--"

Before the magic sound was formed, Li Ang had already punched it out, hitting the magic Buddha's face, and hitting the magic sound back.

Dong, Dong, Dong!

Under the continuous heavy punches, the cracks on the demon Buddha's eyebrows became deeper and the demonic energy gushed out of his body became stronger and stronger.

The misty black mist suddenly condensed and gathered, forming a tough rope, covering the demon's neck and shoulders, and pulling it backwards.

The Demon Buddha took this opportunity to float along the ground and retreat, opened the distance again, and stood up.

Its body is surrounded by several ropes composed of pure demonic energy. Behind it, flaming black mist begins to gush out from its ears, forming a faint shape of tail and ears.

“Character.”

Li Ang looked at the demon Buddha who was getting more and more out of the human form and silently recited in his heart: "It looks like a sheep, with nine tails and four ears, and its eyes are on the back, and it is called "The Legend of the Condor Hell".

In the records of strange beasts, they can turn demonic energy into ropes, bind and hunt other monsters and humans.

As expected, Master Galan was able to transform such a non-human monster into a Buddha.

Fortunately, the black silk has a very strong resistance to the erosion of the demonic energy, otherwise it would have been assimilated if it was just tied to the demonic energy rope just now."

Maybe I lost my patience in the confrontation with the Mount Guardian Formation, maybe I felt the threat brought by Li Ang,

More demonic energy surged from the body of the demon Buddha, and hundreds of ropes formed around him.

Each rope was slowly lifted up like a poisonous snake spitting a letter.

call out!!

The rope jumped out like an electric shot, Li Ang squirted his wings, retreated suddenly, and he narrowly avoided the long rope that was attacking directly, and was deeply nailed into the rock formation.

The demon Buddha refused to let go and chased him again, with dense ropes running around his body and whipped him wantonly.

Li Ang stepped on the ground, but instead of retreating, the wings behind him slowly extended, and more pieces were differentiated, each piece as sharp as a knife.

No need to see with your eyes or listen with your ears.

Each ink silk could keenly feel the slight fluctuations around it, spontaneously chopping off the long ropes of demonic energy that were whipped.

The slashing was too dense, and even a noisy sound like birds singing through the air.

Li Ang collided with the demon Buddha again and fell into a fight.

Wherever you go,

The monks' meditation room collapsed in pieces,

The pavilions and pavilions were destroyed,

The magnificent palace collapsed like a building block.

The corridor courtyard, the Luohan Hall, the Chai Hall, the Lotus Pond...

After the battle, almost flattened the Galan Sect.

boom!

The palms and fists collided, and both sides retreated backwards with force.

The demon Buddha stepped on the ruins of the Arhat Hall. The half of the demon became more vivid. The scars on his face ran through his chest. Through the scars, you could vaguely see the churning flesh and blood below it.

Li Ang stood in the broken lotus pond, and his body shrank several times, including the part that resisted the consumption of the demonic energy, as well as the part that compressed and optimized his body.

As time goes by, he adapted more and more to the current body of Mo Si, and also felt the deeper changes in Mo Si.

“…”

He bent his knees a little, stepped on the ground, leaving deep footprints on the ground, and while running forward, he suddenly picked up an old mountain wooden beam and pillar from the ruins of the dining hall.

The ink silk flows on the arms, easily penetrates the gaps in the wood grain of the old mountain wood itself, eroding and parasitic.

Click!

The red paint on the surface of the beams and columns is broken, replaced by the flowing dark golden patterns.

The demon Buddha retreated suddenly, and controlled the surrounding ropes, forming layers of barriers in front of him.

But Li Ang was faster than him.

The giant beams and pillars cut through the sky, and the surging demonic energy could not penetrate the surface of the beams and pillars at all.

The dense barriers were completely unable to stop the trajectory of beams and columns, and were shattered layer by layer.

In the end, it hit the demon Buddha.

Dong!!

The demon Buddha flew out heavily, and his tall body broke the ruins along the way.

Finally, it almost stopped in front of the Main Hall, and did not enter the scope of influence of the Sand of Time and the Sumerian hourglass-

Once you are beaten into it, you will completely lose the possibility of resistance.

The last moment is here.

Both sides realized this,

The flesh on the back of the demon Buddha opened, and eyes appeared.

The demonic energy around the body boiled like never before, condensed into a pointed cone shape, pointing forward.

Li Ang swayed his wings, held the bottom of the beam and column and pushed forward, hitting the monstrous demonic energy.

Tear-

Wood chips splash,

The beams and columns were peeling off rapidly, and the ink silk hidden in it deformed rapidly in the air and turned into sharp drills, connecting Li Ang's arms.

Zheng!!!

The drill bit rotated rapidly, and Mars splattered, tearing open the line of defense of the demonic energy.

“…”

The Demon Buddha slowly lowered his head and looked at the long and narrow drill bit that penetrated his chest.

The tip of the drill bit behind him was like a lotus blooming, stretching out countless ink silk, rolling back and wrapping the body of the demon Buddha, and then cutting it.
Chapter completed!