After Tang Fan heard the ethereal voice, his body trembled with excitement, and he immediately replied: "I, Tang Fan, swear by my Taoist oath. If I violate it, I will be punished by heaven and earth!"

"Had I not obeyed his orders, this remnant of my soul would have been wiped out long ago. I have been waiting for so long and gave up, but I didn't expect that I would have the chance to meet you..."

The faint voice entered Tang Fan's mind, and the snow-white jade hand was no longer sharp, and gradually became gentle.

The terrifying whirlpool behind it, exuding evil energy, was gradually shrinking, but the pestle in the drunken monk's hand vibrated violently, trying to get out of its grasp.

"You little bitch, you are looking for death! How dare you disobey my orders!"

Although Monk Zuixin did not know the content of the communication between Baochu Spirit and Tang Fan, he had already sensed her purpose.

He was so angry that veins popped up on his forehead, his eyes were red, and he pointed out the secrets, trying to use his own cultivation to suppress its rebellion.

However, the evil spirit of this treasure was too strong, and his cultivation level was swallowed up just as he entered it.

It can be seen that her outburst at this moment has been planned for a long time...

"The fact that you are able to say these words has made me feel sincerity, and the emotion and love in this elixir can make me feel that you are a passionate person!"

The ethereal voice slowly spread into Tang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, and Bao Chu's resistance became even stronger.

The Zuixin monk's arms also started to tremble, and he was still struggling to hold on...

"You're right. I was so attached to him. Even though I had no choice but to do it, I also helped him do evil and killed many innocent people for him! I used to really hate this world, but now that I think about it, what's the difference between me and him..."

"I'm not losing my conscience, I'm just trying to paralyze him, waiting for the opportunity to take revenge one day! Today, whether you can kill him or not, I am willing to help you!"

"Regardless of good or evil, I'm just tired of it. From now on... I just want relief!"

"ah!"

A sharp roar suddenly erupted from the pestle. It trembled more and more frequently, forming countless afterimages in the air, and the entire body of the drunken monk became unsteady.

"Bitch, I should have destroyed this remnant of your soul! Damn it, I thought you had completely surrendered to me...ah!"

The Zuixin monk's right hand exploded suddenly, and the flesh and blood was filled with a strong evil spirit.

The treasure pestle flew away in an instant and turned into a silver light, falling in front of Tang Fan.

"Now, just use me to kill it!"

"No, I will kill him, but not with you, I want you to watch, and I can kill him with justice!"

Tang Fan held the pestle and did not use it. Instead, he thrust it behind him and rushed towards the drunken monk, saying: "You have killed too many people, stop now! I don't care how much suffering you have suffered, as long as you do

You have done so many evil things, from now on, I want you to be reborn!"

"Buzz..."

Baozhu trembled, and the girl's sigh came from it: "You should think more clearly..."

"Tang Fan, do you think I am no longer your opponent without that piece of shit?"

The drunken monk looked at the exploded palm and was filled with rage. He waved his arms frequently and shouted loudly: "Thousands of Buddhas will appear and send you to the endless hell, and you will never be reincarnated again!"

"Boom boom boom..."

The void shook, and patches of Buddha's light filled the air. The heaven and earth were covered with a layer of gold. A gap suddenly opened in the sky, and a golden palm poked out from it.

Subsequently, the cracks became larger and larger, revealing a huge Buddha statue. It was surrounded by multiple shadows, forming a world composed of Buddha shadows, like a golden sea!

"Tang Fan, the person who killed you is drunk!"

The drunken monk lost weight in an instant, his appearance was haggard, and there was not much left in his cultivation.

The use of this method consumes a lot of money on him...

He raised his arm and pointed, and the terrifying huge Buddha statue opened his palm and grabbed Tang Fan fiercely.

"Destroy..."

The majestic voice sounded, as if it were the consciousness of heaven and earth, and there was no room for resistance!

A sense of death filled the air, and everyone around stopped and stared blankly at the Buddha statue that looked like his real body.

"Mr. Tang, this technique is too powerful, I'm afraid Tang Fan won't be able to do it!"

The Eastern War Dragon shouted anxiously.

Tang Tianhai's eyes narrowed, and he was a little nervous. Even he felt the breath of death.

However, when he saw Tang Fan's calm expression, he ultimately did not choose to take action.

He believed in Tang Fan more than himself...

"Let me take action. Only my evil spirit can break this technique."

The girl's voice came into Tang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"I said I won't let you take action anymore..."

Tang Fan spoke calmly and said in a cold voice: "Buddha is the great path of heaven and earth, and he is also a great benevolent person. How could he help this monk who has done so many evil things? Today, I must avenge you and restore the purity of Buddhism!"

"Clone!"

As Tang Fan roared, the three clones of the ghost cultivator, the demon cultivator, and the demon cultivator all flew out, forming three major defenses in front of him to stop the big hand.

Afterwards, he launched the human soul splitting and launched a spiritual attack on the Zuixin monk.

After doing all this, he held the Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword in his hand, flew up, and slashed the sword with all his strength towards the approaching Buddha's hand!

Destroying souls with one sword, this is the strongest sword that Tang Fan can use at this moment, integrating all his current understanding of the sword.

"boom!"

A ray of sword light followed the three clones, and the sword intent filled the air, exuding an unparalleled power that shook the sky.

"The Heaven-Slaying Divine Sword, you claim to be able to slay demons and eliminate demons. Are you still afraid of this illusory statue of evil thoughts?"

The Heaven-Destroying Divine Sword seemed to understand Tang Fan's words. The sword's light was bright, it made a whistling sound, and its power increased again!

"Bang bang bang..."

But Monk Zuixin's spell was indeed powerful. Tang Fan's three clones were all knocked away, and only this sword light hit the center of the Buddha's hand.

The heaven and earth shook, roaring from all directions, the world seemed to be destroyed, and there was only a golden light left in front of me!

"Crack!"

As the sword light shattered, the huge palm was severed from it and divided into two.

Although Tang Fan's three clones were knocked away, their power was still weakened...

"This is impossible, you... what kind of sword is this!"

The Zuixin monk was shocked. At this moment, he was at the end of his strength. He turned around and ran away without any hesitation, let alone the accomplices he had brought with him.

But behind him, Tang Fan didn't know when, he was already standing there waiting for him.

Tang Fan's cultivation was almost completely consumed by this sword, but he still had physical strength!

His eyes were filled with murderous intent. Looking at the drunken monk who was almost running into his arms, he raised his arm and punched him in the chest that was injured before.

"boom!"

"ah……"

The drunken monk screamed loudly, spurted blood from his mouth, flew backwards, and hit the ground heavily.

There was already a bloody hole in his chest.

"I never thought that there would be such a cruel person like you in the world. If I didn't kill you, there might be a young girl who would be exposed to your brilliance in the future!"

Tang Fan flew after him, but he fell heavily in the air, like a mountain peak, hitting him.

"boom!"

The drunken monk was smashed into the ground, and his whole body was covered in blood and flesh, but he still did not die.

"Only evil people like you should never be reincarnated!"

Tang Fan was riding on him, his fists were rounded, and he hit him desperately.

"Bang bang bang..."

Until, the drunken monk's body had merged with the soil, and his soul escaped with the last bit of strength.

But before he could escape far, Tang Fan caught him in the palm of his hand.
Chapter completed!