Urban Demon Slayer

"Du Hong!"

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from outside the Valley of Flames.

It was Yin Luoluo. She was at the foot of the mountain when she suddenly saw the Garuda ravaging Putuo Mountain. She was worried that Du Hong would be in danger, so she ran up immediately. In normal times, she would definitely not be able to enter Putuo Mountain, and even if she did, it would take some effort, but in this situation, no one can control her.

As soon as she came over, she saw that Du Hong was about to shave. She didn't know what was going on, so she shouted.

Hearing Yin Luoluo's voice, Du Hong's body trembled slightly, but he didn't raise his head and was still lying on the ground.

Master Puji obviously realized who the girl was, and the movements of his hands paused slightly.

"Du Hong, what's going on?" Yin Luoluo asked tremblingly.

"Senior Brother Puji, please shave for me!" Du Hong ignored Yin Luoluo, his voice was firm.

Master Puji gritted his teeth, and suddenly pressed the razor in his hand, and strands of hair fell to the ground. After a while, the shaving ceremony was completed, Du Hong stood up slowly and looked back at Yin Luoluo with his head that had removed his worries.

His face was covered with tears.

He said, "I'm sorry."

Yin Luoluo was motionless, staring at him blankly.

There is no time for more.

Du Hong suddenly picked up the Zen staff at his hand, and the nine golden tin rings trembled incessantly at this moment. The spiritual power that Abbot Huiguang had left on it before his death, poured into his body like a spring, so that golden light radiated from his whole body. It seems to be enveloped by a holy Buddha light.

Unsmiling and aloof, just like the arrival of the Buddha.

Du Hong jumped lightly, his body flew out of the Valley of Flames, and stopped in front of Yin Luoluo.

Just for a moment, the two passed by.

Then he jumped towards the hall of Putuo Mountain.

"I'll rest..." Master Puji closed his eyes and sat on the ground with an unprecedented ease on his face, as if he knew that the catastrophe was over.

Wang Qianchen was about to follow him out, when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and ran a few steps, picked up Wei Zihua's arm, and put it into the Qiankun bag.

Master Puji seemed to have entered the realm of unity between heaven and man, and did not notice his movements.

Wang Qianchen also glanced at Abbot Huiguang, and as expected, he had passed away, and his body was full of death. In fact, he had noticed before that Abbot Huiguang had no vitality, which was why he did not let Du Hong go up to confront Master Puji.

One of the seven powerhouses in Daxia died silently.

It's a pity that I haven't looked up to him yet!

There is no news about such a big thing before. I don't know the purpose of Putuo Mountain to conceal this matter. Is it because some organizations and sects have bad intentions?

Wang Qianchen sighed softly, and then ran out of the Valley of Flames.

Yin Luoluo stood at Taniguchi, looking in the direction of the hall from a distance.

After the Garuda ran wild, it did bring huge disasters to Mount Putuo, with houses collapsing and casualties. Fortunately, many people were evacuated before Gu Yan, and efforts were made to minimize the losses, but some casualties were still incurred, and the halls that had stood for thousands of years all fell apart and vanished on this day.

Du Hong was fighting the Garuda in the air.

Although he still can't fly, but after obtaining the spiritual power left by Abbot Huiguang, every time he leaps, he is hundreds of meters high.

The sharp and mournful neigh, the golden feathers flying all over the sky, and the golden light of Du Hong interweave into a shocking picture.

No matter who can see, that Garuda is not Du Hong's opponent at all.

"What's the matter?" Yin Luoluo asked.

Wang Qianchen didn't hide it, and told what happened before.

"Abbot Huiguang also passed away?" Yin Luoluo looked surprised.

"Also?" Wang Qianchen keenly caught the word.

"No, I mean, Abbot Huiguang passed away?" Yin Luoluo thought of the ancestor of the Wanjian Cave in Qingcheng Mountain, but Song Epee had explained that it could not be spread, so she kept her mouth shut.

Wang Qianchen didn't think much about it, thinking that Yin Luoluo was just a slip of the tongue, nodded and said, "It's gone."

Yin Luoluo stopped talking, lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking.

"boom--"

A loud bang came, and Du Hong jumped into the air again, giving Garuda a heavy blow. This time, Garuda couldn't hold it, and fell weakly from the air, its huge body covering a pile of ruins in Putuo Mountain.

This is a catastrophe on Putuo Mountain, but after all, the Garuda was stopped here, and no more serious losses were caused to the world. If such a behemoth went to the city, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The disciples of Mount Putuo stood scattered among the mountains, and when they saw that the Garuda had finally been dealt with, they came back one after another to treat the injured fellow students. The aftermath work has only started now.

Du Hong fell to the ground and walked towards the Valley of Flames step by step.

The spiritual power on the nine-ringed tin stick was exhausted, and he also faded from the dazzling Buddha light and returned to his original appearance.