Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

The black spurge gathered endless evil energy and formed a red torrent that roared and crashed into the main hall.

There was a layer of invisible force protecting the outside of the hall. Faced with the impact of such a terrifying force, the entire hall remained motionless, and even the shattered tiles on the roof did not fall.

On the other hand, the ancient Bodhi tree in the center of the square, in the aftermath of the collision of two forces, is like a lone boat on the river being pushed by the waves and is in danger.

Chenlong took half a step back with his halberd in hand and looked at the main hall in front of him with interest.

Defensive formation?

"Donor, you are obsessed! Hahaha!"

A cheerful and unfamiliar voice came from the hall.

Chenlong heard the sound and did not continue to attack rashly. He just stood there quietly for nearly a minute.

The battle on the mountainside was still fierce, and from time to time the voices of ghost faces and curses could be heard.

"Donor, put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

"Donor, why not convert to Buddhism and enter my Western Paradise!"

During this period, the bewitching sounds of different voices came intermittently from the hall.

"Pfft!"

Chenlong suddenly held the euphorbia to his left hand and stabbed his chest with his black-gloved right hand. The blood spurted out and instantly dyed the floor tiles under his feet red.

"Idiot! Idiot! Hahaha!"

Those voices were stunned for a moment and then burst out into even more intense jeers.

Chen Long frowned in pain and couldn't help but frown. He looked at the blood on the fingertips of his right hand and fell into a state of thinking again.

"Idiot! Hahaha!"

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

Along with the sound of wooden fish, many living dead crawled back from the mountain and looked at Chen Long greedily.

At a glance, you will find that these living dead have more or less extra parts, and some living dead even have the heads of their companions fused to them.

Suddenly, Chen Long turned around and swept out with a halberd, sweeping away all the living dead who were close to him. He turned around, stepped into the air, jumped up, and swung the halberd with all his strength to chop down the ancient Bodhi tree.

"Crack!"

The green and lush ancient Bodhi tree was split into two, and the next second a thick tentacle stretched out from the center of the ancient tree towards Chen Long.

Chenlong couldn't dodge in time and raised the big halberd to resist the blow. After landing, he took a few steps back to stabilize his body. The tearing pain from the tiger's mouth was so real.

Looking up again, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. The tree was still the same tree, but it was not split open by him.

The living dead disappeared, and the courtyard was still dilapidated and desolate, leaving only a monk in black robes standing under the tree.

"The poor monks have all hid here, why are you the donors still holding on to the poor monks?"

Guyu retracted his outstretched palm, caught a fallen bodhi leaf and sighed.

"We came just for this tree and the Buddha treasures you took."

Chenlong got straight to the point and stated his purpose without any pretense.

"Interesting, the poor monk thought you would be like those sanctimonious guys and first stand on the moral side and condemn the poor monk."

Guyu suddenly laughed and asked, "How did you find out that all of this was fake?"

Everything that happened just now, true and false, false and true, is not the effect of the illusion array, but a spiritual influence. Starting from one person, this influence will quickly spread to other people through this person.

When everyone is affected, they are already indulging in fantasy, living in the world they have created together.

Unless they are masters of the Immortal Ascension Realm, ordinary people will not notice it at all. Of course, there are exceptions, such as the person in front of them.

"Because we're the same kind of people."

Chenlong said lightly.

Double-faced Buddha, from ancient times.

One thought is Buddha, one thought is demon.

It seems that the ancient Buddha nature is no longer there, only the demonic nature remains.

Yes, the only beings in this world who can survive being beheaded are demons.

"Oh?"

Gu Yu subconsciously looked at Chen Long's right arm that exuded a desolate and deadly look and his eyes lit up.

"It seems we are really the same kind of people."

"Yes, we are the same kind of people."

Chen Long responded with his mouth, and his whole body swayed and rushed in front of Guyu with a halberd.

Guyu dodged away and chuckled: "I think you and I are the same kind of people, so why can't we sit down and have a chat?"

"Sorry, I don't like similar conversations."

Chen Long smiled solemnly, and the halberd technique in his hand suddenly changed, setting off a gust of strong wind like a spear, rolling out thousands of halberd shadows.

"That's a pity. The poor monk thought he could make more friends."

Guyu sighed, clasped his hands together and uttered magic words. Thousands of magic scripture mantras formed a translucent huge black bell around him to block the continuous bombardment of the euphorbia.

The black tide overflowed from the bottom of the black clock and quickly spread to Chen Long.

Upon seeing this, Chen Long swung his halberd and collided with the black bell again to use the force to retreat back.

"This is..." Chenlong frowned.

"A small gift, just for you to play with."

Gu Yu spread his palms apart, and the black bell where the magic scriptures and mantras gathered instantly collapsed into a pool of black water and merged into the black current towards the ancient Bodhi tree.

"You may not be able to take this tree with you." Guyu apologized and took a few steps aside.

As soon as he finished speaking, the green ancient Bodhi tree began to wither and wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.

An extremely thick arm with scales on the surface stretched out from the tree, two arms stretched out, and a huge head poked out from the top of the ancient tree. Chen Long subconsciously called out the other person's name: "Hybrid Demon?"

The Hun Demon is a monster that exists in legends. Some say it was born at the beginning of heaven and earth and was formed from a wisp of maternal energy. Some say it was transformed from a star after it fell to the ground.

Its biggest characteristic is that it is immortal and bloodthirsty, and every time it is born, it will cause death.

It's not a legend, it's real.

"As expected, I know you. I really want to be friends with you." Guyu said regretfully. People like them will know some secrets that the world doesn't know. Friends with such common topics are very rare. .

"After leaving the Great Nirvana Temple, you came to the Powan Temple in order to rely on the vitality of the ancient Bodhi tree to awaken the hybrid demon?"

"If I'm not wrong, you killed all the people from the demon sect here and turned them into nourishment for the hybrid demons."

The reason why Chenlong was so sure was because Zhulong's words reminded him of the history of Powan Temple.

A hundred years ago, the Powang Temple was still a famous temple in Tianzhu. There were countless believers within hundreds of miles, and the incense has never stopped.

Until one day, a monk from Powan Temple accidentally unlocked the seal of the Hun Demon in the mountains.

When the hybrid demon was born, the first ones to suffer were the hunters and herb gatherers who entered the mountain, as well as the beasts in the forest. Then it was the turn of Powang Temple and the villages at the foot of the mountain.

At that time, the abbot of Powang Temple was still a highly qualified monk, and the entire temple devoted its efforts to sealing the Hun Demon again after killing and injuring countless disciples.

This battle was the beginning of the decline of Pawan Temple.

Guyu looked at the Hunmo who had fully emerged from the ancient tree and shrugged, "Yes."

"I wanted to meet the legendary hybrid demon, but I never thought you would come."

"In this case, let's leave this trouble to you to deal with. The poor monk takes the first step."

"Do you think you can go?"

Chenlong pressed his legs down and charged towards Guyu. He noticed that the hybrid demon was not under Guyu's control.

Although I don't know what the other party's intention is in releasing the hybrid demon, he definitely has no good intentions.

The immediate priority is to deal with Gu Yu first and help Guimian and others escape from the mental influence.