C335 Eastern confucian general zhang hanhai

The monk said angrily, "Evil creature, do you think I don't recognize you? Even if this old monk doesn't recognize you, I can recognize the demonic aura on your body! "

As he said that, the purple gold bowl in the monk's hands flew up again, shining on Chen Yuyang's head. The corners of his mouth formed a chant, and when the seven colored light once again enveloped the land