Gonggong knew it well, but he wisely chose not to reveal it. He bowed his hands and said, "In that case, the little witch doesn't want to disturb the saint's accumulation of virtue, so he will step aside. Please leave, saint!" After Gonggong finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Stop!" Master Zhunti said coldly.

"Sage, is there anything else?" Gonggong paused for a moment, trying not to have an attack, and said with a somewhat forced smile on his face.

"When I became a saint, I made four great wishes, one of which was to overcome all hardships and find ultimate happiness for the world! I see that Your Excellency has committed many crimes, is entangled in karma, and is trapped in the suffering of the mortal world. I can't bear it.

, I want to inspire you with compassion, what do you think?" Zhunti said slowly.

Enlightenment? This is to make it clear that he wants to be overthrown by force. He is haunted by sins and has deep karma. It is nothing more than finding a high-sounding excuse for himself. It is the same old routine of Zhunti.

Gonggong never expected that Zhunti would actually attack him. He was stunned and looked at Taoist Zhunti in disbelief. From the beginning of Pangu to the present, there have only been witches who died in battle. How can there be witches who surrendered?

Don’t the saints know? Gonggong is about to break the news

Cursing, Xi He suddenly struggled to get up, knelt down devoutly in front of Taoist Zhunti, bowed his head, and carefully took out a small golden crow from his arms, brought it to Zhunti's eyes, and said: "

I hope that the saint will be merciful and accept Lao Shi as his disciple!"

Taoist Zhunti was overjoyed in his heart, but his face remained motionless. He took the unconscious Lao Shi expressionlessly, held it in front of his eyes and said: "This son has committed too many crimes and is entangled in cause and effect. He is destined to be unable to escape disaster in the future. If he can meet

The poor Taoist is really his creation. Our Western teachings have boundless wonderful methods and extremely

Entering the land of happiness, one can enter without causing or contaminating karma, and it can be regarded as a blessing for this child. Anyway, God has the virtue of a good life, and the poor Taoist thought of it in your pious heart, so he reluctantly put it into the door wall and accepted it as a blessing.

Personal disciples. In the future, they will inherit the Buddhist mantle and become the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha in the future."

Xihe received the assurance from Taoist Zhunti. He breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed mentally. Only then did he feel severe pain in his body. He couldn't help crying out in pain. He couldn't help but reveal his original shape of the Golden Crow. A bowl appeared on the chest of the Golden Crow.

A big scar, empty inside, with all the internal organs shattered and missing.

"Alas... As a person in calamity, how can I escape death! Xihe, you can go in peace!" Taoist Zhunti sighed lightly, and did not help, but waved the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand.

, a ray of light flashed, and Xihe’s body turned into ashes, never to be seen again!

Gonggong watched Taoist Zhunti perform the show from beginning to end, his heart was pounding, his mind was spinning rapidly, and he was thinking hard about how to escape.

Taoist Zhunti threw the little golden crow into the Buddha's kingdom, turned his eyes to Gonggong, and said: "I wonder what the donor is thinking about? Are you willing to convert to my Western religion?"

Gonggong took a deep breath, stared at Zhunti firmly, and said word by word: "What if I don't convert?"

Taoist Zhunti chuckled softly and said: "The donor has done a lot of killing and brought endless disasters to the people of the world. His hands are covered with blood, and I don't know how many causes and effects are stained under his hands. For the sake of the people of the world, for the sake of a clear and bright world, the poor

Tao says that I can only review and approve you with compassion!"

Threats, naked threats, even though Gonggong had expected this outcome, he couldn't help but feel frightened by Zhunti's shamelessness. A shameless person must be a cruel person, don't look at Zhunti's peaceful face now

Gonggong absolutely believed that Zhunti would do what he said. As long as he said no again, he would probably be blamed here.

Gonggong was dissatisfied, and instead of being killed in the lich war, he fell into the hands of Taoist Zhunti. With Gonggong's pride, how could he be willing to do so?

Now that the two sides are at odds, Gonggong no longer needs to put on a flattering look. He snorted coldly: "Is the saint planning to use force? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by hundreds of millions of people?"

"I am a poor man who kills demons with a compassionate heart. All living beings will only appreciate my virtue, so how can they laugh at me? Besides, even if killing you makes millions of people laugh, I still have no regrets and face it calmly. I will not do it.

If you cause sin, who will protect the justice in the world?" Zhunti recited the Buddha's name in a low voice with a compassionate face, and looked like a Taoist master.

"High, high, really high!" Gonggong gave a thumbs up in admiration. He had seen shameless people before, but he had never seen anyone as shameless as Zhunti. Gonggong couldn't help but feel angry. "In that case, please give me a thumbs up."

The saint gives me a move, it depends on whether the saint has the means to surrender to me!"

After all, Gonggong is also an ancestral witch, claiming to be the authentic Pangu sect. Although he knows that he is not the enemy of the saint, he still refuses to fight with flags and guns. The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, and the integrity cannot be lost. This has always been the lifeline of the witch clan.

"My Buddha is merciful, and I want to use my body to wipe out the evil spirits!" Zhunti chanted the Buddha's name softly, and turned his right hand over. The palm of his hand, which was originally the size of a palm, suddenly turned into a big mountain, with five fingers forming peaks. Gonggong was crushed before he could react.

At the foot of the mountain.

Gonggong's face was red, he was hunched over, the red tendons in his neck were swollen to the point of bursting, and his whole body was bowed like a shrimp. He was struggling to lift the mountain. Slowly, slowly, little by little, he turned the palm of his hand into a big one.

Get up from the top of the mountain,

"You still have some skills, no wonder you have been able to navigate the wilderness for so many years!" Zhunti nodded in admiration. He exerted force with his right hand again, and the mountain suddenly became stronger dozens of times. An infinite force came. Gonggong could no longer hold on and was killed.

Deadly pressed at the bottom of the mountain.

The poor generation of ancestral witches, who once wanted wind and rain, have now become the lambs to be slaughtered in the hands of Saint Zhunti. They were suppressed at the bottom of the mountain without being able to last even one round.

"Are you convinced or not? Are you willing to take refuge?" Zhunti shouted condescendingly.

"I'm not convinced! If you want me to convert, there is no way out! Zhunti, you idiot, don't be so arrogant. If you have the ability, we will fight with real swords and guns!" Gonggong would rather die than give in, and slapped Zhunti hard before he finished his words.

Pushed back.

"Since you are so stubborn and stubborn, I have no choice but to conquer the devil with your own hands!" Taoist Zhunti sighed softly, and applied force with his right hand again. The mountain became several times heavier again. There was only a crackling sound, and Gonggong was crushed.

His limbs were shattered, and he had no strength to answer the words, leaving only the sound of gasping.

"What a merciful Zhunti Saint, it's really an eye-opener for this poor Taoist. If you can't save people, you'll do something cruel. What kind of mercy do you do?" A burst of ridicule suddenly sounded in the void, and streaks appeared in the space like flowing water.

Ripples, from which a majestic voice and shadow slowly emerged, with an indescribably frivolous and casual tone.

Taoist Zhunti's body trembled. This voice was all too familiar. It had lingered in his ears for countless years and almost became Taoist Zhunti's inner demon. In the Aegean Sea battle, Taoist Zhunti almost lost his life at his hands, which is unforgettable.
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