one as if she were judging a criminal."To kill one is a sin, to slaughter thousands is heroic. No more talk, if you want to fight, then fight!" Yan Qingying's blue silk flew wildly, her aura soaring.S..."This…"

The Pure Buddhist son frowned slightly. He hadn't expected the situation to develop like this.

But just now, he had a vague sense of something. What was it about

And, isn't it said that the Nāga are very weak

How could this young girl possibly shatter his purple-gold bowl with a simple hand movement

Could this really be something a human could do

The disciple's heart was filled with doubts.

He always felt that this new leader of the Confucian school, dressed in white and with a gentle and elegant demeanor, seemed to have some kind of secret.

And this mummified girl, she probably isn't as simple as she seems.

"Master Jingfo, will you make a move" Jun Xiaoyao said calmly.

"Master Yunxiao, it's just that... the Corpse Demon you took in, this monk just..." Jingfozi hesitated.

"How" Jun Xiaoyao's eyes flashed.

"No, it's nothing. Perhaps it was just a delusion of mine, maybe a misunderstanding."

The Jingshi disciple paused, then shook his head.

His explanations were useless.

After all, he had heard of Jun Xiaoyao's strength.

"I'll investigate further when I have the opportunity." Jingfozi gazed deeply at Yiy.

He didn't think that kind of scene was his hallucination.

After all, he had cultivated the ancient divine powers of Buddhism.evel by another small realm before the final battle.To put it in an unrefined analogy, Qicai Dao Ren is like a student cramming for the college entrance exam right before it.While you are carefree and...