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At this time, many cultivators had already appeared in the sky above the courtyard of the Tuo Buddha Temple, and after that black shadow had struck out, many people died, and their families rushed here one after another, so how could they not know that their own descendants were in trouble? Although Old Devil Xin was not the one who killed these low-level cultivators, the words he said before he died clearly indicated that he was in cahoots with that person, so at this moment, the cultivator who lost his family would naturally point the blame towards him.

"Kill him, kill this demon, avenge that innocent cultivator." A cultivator began shouting.

"The Old Devil himself is a demonic cultivator, killing like grass to remove weeds. Kill him and remove evil from the cultivators' world." Another cultivator followed and shouted.

Following that, a wave of denouncement and denouncement rang out. Not a single one of them didn't want this old devil's life. Old Demon Xin had offended the masses, but he wasn't afraid of those people. What he feared the most was the clashing of horns. Old Devil Xin knew this, and according to the spell cast by the person who just escaped, that person was the Ghost Spirit Ghost Mother who invited him to the Buddha Mountain's Ghost King Sect. This time, the Ghost Spirit Sect's expert who appeared to be at the late stage of Soul Formation was actually this Ghost Spirit Ghost Mother. Old Devil Xin didn't expect that this ghost spirit mother would be severely injured by a single magic tool from the Clarion's horn, so she was able to escape. It seemed like he was no match for him, and the current situation did not allow him to think any further, because he had already prepared himself to attack. Not only that, but there were also experts in every direction, making it so that Old Devil Xin no longer had any thoughts of escaping. Thinking of this, he also activated his demonic art and the fiery red skull appeared in a flash.

With so many people surrounding me, all of you want to kill me. It's not like I didn't kill those low level cultivators, on the contrary, I should be the meritorious general if I kill that murderer. Is this how you treat those meritorious officials? Old Demon Xin reprimanded.

"You are still pretending to be a saint. It's not like we didn't hear that person's last sentence. You are the real mastermind." The old Buddha said.

"What else did you say? Kill him." "Kill him." At this moment, more and more cultivators gathered, and they all shouted out in unison. It seemed that this demon had a bad reputation in this world.

"The reason why I want to kill you is because I want to seek justice for so many dead cultivators. The more important reason is because I want to give them an explanation for the deaths of my clansmen." After that, he didn't give any more chances to speak with Old Devil Xin. He flipped his left hand, and the Southern Maze Fire Mirror appeared. Light flowed from the mirror, and symbols began to appear one after another. With a twist of the horn, the mirror shot towards Old Demon Xin.

He had long since flown away from this place and hid in the distance. He had an ominous feeling, as if the clashing of horns could tell his identity, and at this moment, he was preparing to leave the Buddha Temple, but he suddenly thought of a problem. That palm strike just now covered an extremely wide area, and when he was not sure if little monk Mo Chou had escaped, and he was less than a mile away from where little monk Mo Chou was standing, he lowered his head and looked at the courtyard. That should be where the young monk, Mo Chou, stayed at. At this moment, it was already a mess. A few cultivators were looking through the ruins, hoping to find their loved ones and survive.

Lin Zheng flew back down to the ground and began to search for the place where the young monk Mo Chou was. Lin Zheng knew that in all likelihood, Mo Chou had died here, but he still had a glimmer of hope that this child would be able to escape calamity. He was a bitter child.

"Mo Chou, are you still there?" Mo Chou, are you still there? "Mo Chou, are you still there? At this time, Lin Zheng shouted as he searched.

"I'm here, save me." At this moment, a voice sounded out. Lin Zheng was startled, but it couldn't be Mo Chou's voice. At this moment, someone shouted, "It's Second Senior Brother. Second Senior Brother is not dead. He is still alive."

With this happening, Lin Zheng was even more eager to find the young monk Mo Chou. He continuously called out Mo Chou's name and began to carefully search for him. He was completely not in the mood to look at the battle in the sky.

At this moment, the battle in the sky had already reached its late stage. Jiao Biao urged the Flame Mirror of the South Confusion to attack Old Devil Xin, forcing him to retreat and not have any strength to fight back. Along the way, he had used an escape technique to escape a few times, but in the end, he was blocked. Once, he still managed to escape some distance, but unfortunately, the silver dragon suspended in the sky lashed out with its tail and hit his back. He was sent flying back to the center of the battlefield.

With a flash of light, the Mirror of Flame appeared once again under the control of the Clashing Horn. Both Old Demon Xin and he could no longer dodge. He had no way to use the fiery red skull to meet the mirror head on. The light from the fire mirror clashed with the skull. With a loud bang, the skull was no longer a match for the Mirror of Flame, exploding apart. Without the obstruction of the skull, the fire mirror's light directly shined onto Old Demon Xin's body. As soon as the light touched his body, flames began to ignite on his body. This was the Flame of Oblivion, a divine flame that was the purest sun.

A blood-curdling screech rang out. Along with Old Devil Xin's demonic art, layers of demonic energy spread out from his body. He wanted to extinguish the flames on his body once again. At this moment, a light flashed from Jiao Biao's body and appeared in the sky above Old Demon Xin. He raised the flatten sword in his hand and a white light descended. Old Devil Xin hurriedly turned his body, but he was still a bit late. A bone cracking sound came from the shoulder that hit Old Devil Xin, followed by the sound of bones breaking. The left side of Old Demon Xin's body, along with his left arm, fell down as well. Blood spurted out and Old Demon Xin let out another scream. However, the battle was just that cruel. With a turn of his left hand, the fire mirror in the south flickered and a red light shot toward Old Demon Xin.

He waved his right hand, and dozens of treasures flew out, flying toward the horn. At the same time, Old Demon Xin also used one hand to form a spell, and as the dozens of treasures neared the horn, they all exploded, sending countless treasure fragments flying in all directions. A huge wave of energy exploded outwards. At the same time, Old Demon Xin tapped the center of his forehead and a fiery red little figure flew out. At the same time, a fiery red little figure flew out of his forehead and flew out of his forehead. The little fellow turned into a streak of light and fled in another direction.

This unforeseen event was too sudden. The experts that surrounded the old demon began to flash with light as a barrier appeared, blocking the magical treasure fragments' attack. At the same time, they were sent flying backwards, because the pressure exerted by the explosions of the dozens of magical treasures was too great, they had no choice but to retreat temporarily.

"Not good, Old Demon Xin did not manage to leave his body. He wants to escape." At this moment, someone still saw and shouted, but the sound seemed to be far away.

However, he did not panic at all. Instead, with a surge of his mana, a light barrier appeared around him, protecting him from the attacks of the fragments of the magical equipment. At the same time, he pointed at the flower basket hanging in another location and a light flashed.

This was a normal sack that was about the size of a sack. However, this sack was filled with multicolored light that was dazzling to the eye. As soon as the bag flew out, it immediately opened up, and a whirlpool immediately appeared at the bag's opening. The bag immediately opened up, and a whirlpool immediately appeared at the bag.

The shockwave caused by the explosion of the Dharma treasure did not even cause the slightest of damage to Clashing Claws. At this moment, the body of Old Demon Xin who had been attacked by the magic treasure was riddled with holes. Not far from the broken magic treasure, the body of Old Demon Xin was suddenly split open, and spirit energy from the five elements flowed out, forming a large mass of spirit energy that pressed towards the corner.

Lin Zheng was startled by the explosion of the magic treasure. He turned his head to look and immediately became anxious. He cast a spell to escape into the distance. At this moment, Lin Zheng felt that someone was looking at him. He turned his head and looked around, but there was no one. With a flash of white light, he once again escaped a distance. He knew that when he was on the island, he saw Qi Yuntian blow up his own body. At that time, the pressure was extremely terrifying, and the mass of spiritual energy produced by the explosion of Old Devil Xin's body was no larger than the mass of Qi Yuntian's spiritual energy. However, the pressure was still extremely shocking. When Lin Zheng saw this, he used all his might to activate the chaotic energy and escaped into the distance. In this kind of situation, he could not stay there any longer. Who knew if the entire Buddha Temple might explode because of this.

With a shake of his hand, the monastic robe on his body flew out, forming a curtain of light that covered the entire temple. At the same time, the old Buddha roared, and his body began to emit rays of light. With one step, he stood in the middle of the spiritual energy ball between the temple and the temple.

He saw Old Devil Xin's Divine Soul Escape as well as that body. At this moment, he wasn't in a panic; he pointed at the flower basket in the air, and with a loud bang, the entire flower basket instantly enlarged by tens of times. While the flower basket was being enlarged, the flower basket was flipped over, and the opening of the flower basket was aimed at that mass of spiritual energy. With another flick of his finger, the flower basket started to buzz again. A powerful energy that could swallow the world started to surge out, and started to absorb that ball of spiritual energy.

At the same time, there was a flash of light from Ying Huanhuan's body. He disappeared from the air, and after about ten minutes, ripples surged out as he hovered beside the flower basket. At this moment, he was holding onto the little red figure.

The explosion of the magic treasure and the spiritual energy formed by the explosion of the body were enough to destroy the Buddha Temple, it was exactly the same as Old Demon Xin's imagination. However, he didn't expect this Clashing Horn to be so heaven defying as to have such a magic treasure. Furthermore, that golden-haired old Buddha had also summoned the figure of the Buddha who was protecting the mountain. Now, all his plans had been for naught. When his Divine Nascent Soul turned around to look, he was furious. However, he still ran into the distance without caring about anything else. Just as he was flying away, he felt his divine baby's body stiffen, and then he didn't know who used this divine baby's body to make him feel terrified. Right at this moment, an immense force shot over. It was an invisible force that sent the fiery red Divine Spirit of Old Demon Xin flying towards the Buddha Temple.