Qingqing stood in the Pure Land of Buddhism, looking coldly at the monks who were lying on the ground around her, and said, "I don't like to kill people, but it doesn't mean I won't kill people, especially you fake Buddhas who speak kindness and righteousness and do their best to be fame and fortune in your heart. If you kill them, you will kill them!"

More than ten feet away, Fahai staggered up, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said angrily, "Witch, I was careless when I failed to kill you in Dashang Capital three years ago. Today, you will no longer have the luck you were in the past."

"luck?"

Qingqing smiled coldly, and her figure disappeared instantly. When she appeared again, she had already arrived in front of the monk in front of her and slapped it with a palm.

Fahai's eyes shrank, and he subconsciously used a purple gold bowl to block his body.

"boom!"

A violent impact sounded, and Fahai's body flew out again and hit the hall behind him.

"My demon clan has always just spoke with strength."

Qingqing said with a cold expression, "Old bald donkey, come out!"

"Amitabha!"

Amid the majestic chanting of scriptures, an old figure walked out in the Buddhist hall, holding a green lamp in his hand, with kind eyes, but it was invincible.

"The Buddhist holy land cannot allow evil spirits to be affected. The demon girl, put down her butcher's knife and surrender. The old monk can save your life."

In front of the hall, the green lamp Buddha stared at the demon goddess in front of him, and said indifferently.

"Old monk, have your Buddha ever told you that dreaming during the day is also a violation of the precepts!"

Qingqing sneered, and a demonic aura surged out, falling from the sky.

At this moment, inside the Qingguang Tower.

Sanzang, who was closing his eyes to heal his wounds, suddenly trembled, his eyes looked out of the tower, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.

What is this familiar feeling?

Green!
Chapter completed!