"Amitabha, the emperor of the demon clan really did not break his promise."

Sanzang's heart was filled with turmoil, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Qingqing looked at the unhappy Buddha in front of her and said calmly, "Originally, I came here to take your life, but I have changed my mind now."

When Sanzang heard this, he looked startled and didn't know why.

Qingqing didn't waste any more words. She stepped forward and raised her slender hands. In an instant, a majestic and endless demonic energy surged directly into the body of the Buddhist son in front of her.

"Well!"

Sanzang, who had no time to resist, and who had never even thought of resisting, suddenly shook, and a look of pain appeared on his fair face.

The demonic energy entered the body and crazily eroded Sanzang's past. The Buddha's bones disappeared quickly.

Gradually, Sanzang's whole body was filled with demonic energy, replacing the Buddha's essence, frightening people's minds and hearts.

Above the eyebrows, the Buddha's energy had finally been purified and turned into a red Buddha's seal. It was once again filled with rich black energy, which was cold and biting, making people shudder.

Sanzang was struggling in pain, his body was shaking violently, blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, all his warmth was lost, and it turned into frost on the ground.

"When a human becomes a demon, will your Buddha still protect you?"

Qingqing said calmly, her cold and emotionless eyes showing no emotion that a human or even a demon should have.

Joy, anger, sadness, joy, love, evil, and fear are the seven emotions that humans have, and the demons also have six desires.

However, Qingqing seemed to have nothing on her body, she was aloof and arrogant.

"Witch!"

At this moment, outside the tent, Fahai hurried over holding a purple golden bowl. When he saw the girl in the tent, his expression darkened. He raised the purple golden bowl and was about to slay the demon.

Unexpectedly!

"Back off!"

In the tent, Qingqing's eyes turned cold, and an extremely powerful demonic aura shook out, like a huge wave, majestic and endless, and immediately shook the sea of ​​​​fa behind him.

The purple gold bowl that fell to the ground was stained with the bright red Buddha's blood and kept trembling. At this moment, the Buddhist holy weapon seemed to be afraid, and its brilliance quickly dimmed.
Chapter completed!