The meaning is very obvious.

Don’t look at the monk’s face and look at the Buddha’s face!

I hope to spare her life by looking at the face of such a big monster as the Black Mountain Old Demon.

"That's all?"

Ding Ling asked.

"I've told you everything I know."

The tree demon grandma was cautious and looked at Ding Ling with a nervous look:

"Hero, you see? Can you spare me?"

"hehe."

Ding Ling chuckled and waved his hand.

Sharp!

The sword wheel rolled down and shattered all the roots of this land in an instant.

The spiritual soul of the tree demon grandma was severely damaged.

A scream.

If a substance that is sprinkled with a massive amount of sulfuric acid, it begins to dissolve rapidly.

She looked at Ding Ling in fear and resentment, screaming and cursing:

"Ding Ling, you don't keep your word! Ah~~~ Grandma, I curse you for not dying well, curse you to go to the eighteenth level of the territory, and you will never be reborn. I curse you..."

"Talk!"

Ding Ling slapped him directly.

Bang!

The Thousand-year-old tree demon, who had already become a remnant soul, died instantly.
Chapter completed!