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Chapter 716

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Bai Xiaotian flew to Shen Luo's side and hurriedly took out two healing elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth. Then, his hands quickly formed a seal, and a series of seals fell on Shen Luo's body like raindrops.

Shen Luo's body lit up with balls of golden light from time to time, and the wounds on his body slowly healed. However, his breath did not recover at all. Instead, it continued to weaken.

Large beads of sweat appeared on Bai Xiaotian's forehead and rolled down his cheeks. His hands moved faster and faster as he continued to cast the healing spells of the Transforming Life Temple.

After Shen Luo was seriously injured and unconscious, the golden array that enveloped Zhan Guo's body suddenly disintegrated and quickly dissipated. Zhan Guo's figure once again appeared in everyone's sight.

At this time, his body had been cut into two at the waist. The cut was dripping with blood, but strangely, no blood flowed out. His closed eyes slowly opened. He had not died yet.

However, his whole body had become abnormally old. Countless wrinkles appeared on the skin on his face, and he looked like a dying old man.

Zhan Guo's expression was no longer fierce. His eyes were full of confusion, as if he had lost all hope in everything. He did not try to heal his wounds.

Although Zhan Guo did not move, Bai Xiaotian's cultivation was profound. He immediately noticed the change in his opponent's breath.

He slowly helped Shen Luo up with one hand and raised his other hand. A golden knife instrument appeared. The golden light on its surface was rolling, and he was about to kill Zhan Guo.

"Benefactor Bai, please wait a moment." Chan 'er's voice came from afar. He, who was sitting cross-legged in the Golden Cicada Dharma Form, had opened his eyes.

Bai Xiaotian had always respected Chan 'er, so he immediately stopped.

At this moment, a few loud bangs came from afar. The battle on the other side had also ended.

Shen Luo had just used the Three Stars Demon-Destroying Spell to kill a few demonized people. Now that Zhan Guo had been defeated, the remaining demonized people's morale was greatly reduced. Including Demonized Baoshan, all the demonized people were killed by many western region monks.

The gap in the seal was sealed by Chan 'er's Golden Cicada Dharma Form. The originally dense Devil Qi in the venue was restored to a clear sky. Everyone, who had been reborn, felt as if a lifetime had passed.

Of course, there was one thing that was not harmonious, and that was the main culprit of all this, Zhan Guo, was still alive.

The monks whose companions had been killed immediately showed anger on their faces. With a loud sound of breaking air, more than a dozen magic tools aggressively shot toward Zhan Guo.

However, a golden light screen appeared in front of Zhan Guo. With a loud rumbling sound, the golden light screen shook violently, and those magic tools were also shaken back.

"What are you doing?" The monks glared at Bai Xiaotian who was nearby.

They could clearly see that the golden light screen was released by Bai Xiaotian.

"Everyone, please make your move first. Master Golden Cicada has something to ask Zhanguo." Bai Xiaotian raised his left palm and bowed to the crowd.

He formed a seal with his right hand and pressed it against Shen Luo's chest. A soft golden light flowed into Shen Luo's body, and Shen Luo's declining aura began to recover. It was unknown what kind of secret technique Shen Luo had used.

The monks had already seen the existence of the Golden Cicada Dharma and respected Chan'er very much. When they heard Chan'er's words, they stopped.

"This Zhanguo colluded with Demons and almost caused Demons to descend into the world. He is an out-and-out Devil Follower. What is there to say to such a person? We should immediately cut him into pieces to avenge our dead companions!" A few monks who were blinded by hatred did not agree and shouted angrily.

"Amitabha. Masters, no one is a saint. How can there be no mistakes? This benefactor Zhan Guo was also deceived by the Demon Race. That's why he committed such a sin. From the looks of it, he won't live for long. Many people have already lost their lives today. Why add another sin?" Chan 'er walked over and said with her palms together.

The Golden Cicada Dharma did not come with her. It remained on the seal, sealing the broken gap.

Chan'er looked a little different from before. She was less ignorant and more solemn. Her expression was calm and her face was bright, just like the Buddha Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma.

The monks who were clamoring were shaken by Chan 'er's stare. They stammered, unable to say anything.

"Are you pitying me? Humph! No need! I, Zhanguo, will bear the consequences of my own actions. If you want to kill me or cut me, do as you please! "Zhanguo's eyes regained some color and she said coldly.

"If I wanted to kill you or cut you, I wouldn't have stopped these masters just now. Benefactor Zhanguo, are you still stubborn today? Everything in the world is good and evil, and everything in the world is empty. Everything in the world is deceitful and does not think about reward or harm. Everything follows fate and comes naturally. This is where wisdom lies, "Chan'er walked to Zhanguo and said.

"Everything follows fate and comes naturally! Haha, it's easy for you to say. You have never had a wife or children, so how can you understand my pain! " Zhanguo laughed a few times and then suddenly shouted coldly. The ferocious flame in her eyes rose again, mixed with a trace of sadness.

"Benefactor, even if you are in pain, you should not seek refuge with the Demons for your own selfish desires and intend to bring chaos to the world. The common people are innocent. Your actions will cause many people to suffer and their families to be separated. Benefactor, can you bear to see such a scene?" Chan'er continued.

Zhanguo frowned and fell silent.

"Benefactor, I have seen that you are not a person of great evil. Falling into the Demon Path is just fate. Your previous actions were also affected by the Demon Qi. Now that you are free from the control of the Demon Path, why not put down the butcher's knife and repent?" Chan'er looked at Zhanguo earnestly and said.

When Zhanguo heard this, a trace of gentleness flashed in his eyes.

But the next moment, his body trembled, and his expression became cold again. He said angrily, "You want to enlighten me? I advise you not to waste your breath. I sought refuge with the Demons, and I have only myself to blame for my current situation. If you want to kill me or cut me, do as you please! But if you want me to convert to Buddhism again, don't even think about it! "

Chan'er sighed when she saw this. She did not say anything and sat down beside Zhanguo.

"What are you doing?" Zhanguo saw Chan'er's action and seemed to realize something, so he shouted coldly.

However, his aura was getting weaker and weaker. Although he shouted with all his might, his voice had lost its vigor and was not threatening at all.

"Benefactor, your heart is as firm as a rock, so I naturally do not dare to force you. But benefactor, you have committed too many sins. If you go to the Underworld like this, you will definitely suffer endless pain. Let me take a step forward and recite sutras to wash away some of your karma," Chan'er said and then began to recite sutras.

As his lips moved, his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light. His whole person became solemn, and faint golden ripples appeared in the void around him.

Countless golden Buddhist mantras appeared in the ripples and converged into wisps of trickles, flowing to the two halves of Zhanguo's body. As soon as they touched the surface of Zhanguo's body, they disappeared in a flash.

"Stop! You don't have to meddle in other people's business! "Zhanguo's body could not move, and he roared angrily.

But Chan'er was unmoved and continued to recite sutras.

Countless Buddhist mantras entered Zhanguo's body, and the pain in Zhanguo's expression seemed to have subsided a lot, but the anger on his face became heavier.

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