The Game of Demon Hunter

It was the monk Yong Ye who spoke, and Yong Ye's whole body suddenly blurred, turning into a cloud of black mist that enveloped Tang Sanzang in a blink of an eye!

"Sinister!" The old monk who was sitting cross-legged across from 'Yama' slapped out a palm, bringing out howls in the underground space, but it couldn't affect Yong Ye in any way.

Tang Sanzang's whole body suddenly changed color, from a flesh body to a vajra body.

The black mist rushed towards the face, like a whirlwind, surrounding the monks. In the wind, countless sharp objects continuously brushed against Tang Sanzang's body at high speed, and one after another sparks caused by high-speed friction made the whirlwind extremely vivid. Gorgeous!

"Small tricks!" Master Sanzang squinted his eyes, stretched out his arms, and suddenly thrust his fist into the whirlwind, sparks shot out all at once!

Under the huge wind pressure, Tang Sanzang cut the whirlwind in reverse, and his metalized arm became red with constant friction with sharp objects, and the temperature continued to rise.

"Hmph! Fallen disciples, what face do you have to continue to bear the name of a monk!" Master Sanzang also inserted his other hand into the whirlwind, and at the same time exerted force outwards with both hands, violently tearing it apart!

"Shh!"

Just like the cloth being torn apart, the whirlwind that Yong Ye turned into was torn in half by Tang Sanzang from the middle.

Although the monk is full of doubts, he has never been a person who talks too much. Since both the master and apprentice of Yingzhang Temple are suspected of being depraved, then kill them first and respect them!

Tang Sanzang's figure flew up in an instant, locked on the position of the old monk, and then turned into an afterimage and approached in the air. With a whip kick mixed with howling wind, he moved towards the old monk with an astonishing momentum. The monk drew over.

However, the monk's kick failed to cause any damage, and an invisible barrier blocked the monk's attack.

Tang Sanzang felt as if he had kicked the big clock, and the air in front of his eyes rippled.

"The poor monk once swore a blood oath that 'Yama' is here, and the poor monk is here." The old monk closed his eyes without joy or sorrow: "I exchanged my life's freedom for such a wall of thought, although I can't Completely cutting off the connection between 'Yama' and the outside world is enough to ensure that outsiders cannot get close to 'Yama'."

Master Sanzang did not answer the old monk's words, but kept testing the range of the barrier while moving at high speed.

The black wind that Yong Ye Monk turned into condensed in the air again, and soon turned into a human form again, with a sneer on his dark face: "Don't waste your efforts, if there is really a flaw, I would have killed him long ago!"

"Yong Ye, why do you have to give 'Yama' freedom?" The old monk didn't care about Tang Sanzang's temptation: "You were brought up by me, why did you choose this path? 'Yama' promised you Is there any benefit?"

"You and 'Yama' have been sealed together for more than four hundred years, do you still think that I will also be sealed in this ruined temple?" Yong Ye said with a hint of pleasure: "I have dedicated thirty years, hope The residents of Xiangcheng have also suffered for thirty years! The innocent souls in 'Yama' have also waited for thirty years!"

"How many thirty years are there in life?" Yong Ye watched Tang Sanzang vigilantly and finally stopped: "I don't want to wait any longer. That's right, why not let the person who should bear this burden do it?"

Tang Sanzang shook his head silently in his heart. On his path of diligence, he has seen too many companions give up the way of monks and even step into evil ways because of a little obsession.

In his opinion, these people are people with weak will. A few years ago, the change that shook the Song Empire also affected the monks.

Many monks who couldn't change their minds went to extremes in those years. Many people Tang Sanzang knew fell under the impact of the tide, but more people survived and followed the trend of the times .

"I didn't have a choice before, but now, I want to be a free person!" Yongye Monk looked at the old monk with a ferocious expression: "Even you are ashamed of 'Yama' and dare not bow down to it. Direction! Why do you want others to suffer with you?"

"The head of the poor monk is still waiting for you to come and get it, but can you tell the poor monk what is the use of this head?" Tang Sanzang interrupted suddenly with a wry smile: "To be honest, the poor monk's companion is still there. Above, we are actually very busy, if you have nothing to do, the poor monk will not accompany you."

Tang Sanzang finally saw that although the two monks were abnormal, under the suppression of the old monk, 'Yama' at most maintained the status quo, and it was still a long time before he broke out completely.

If he guessed correctly, this old monk is definitely a legendary monk, otherwise he would not have survived for such a long time. I am afraid that the other party has been suppressing 'Yama' when it was first formed.

Most of the opponent's power was used to suppress 'Yama', so he didn't have much spare power to deal with his rebellious apprentice.

When speaking, Master Sanzang still had a hint of a smile on his face. Before he knew it, he found that he was also influenced by those players. In this case, he would never have said it before.

"He wants to use your blood to break the blood oath made by the poor monk. Only the blood of a monk with a bright heart can break this barrier." The old monk explained slowly: "Please don't hurt him. He was misled by my attitude, and he slowly became what he is now."

"You must be the general who ordered the slaughter of the Peacock Kingdom back then?" Master Sanzang directly revealed the identity of the other party, and even Yong Ye's eyes widened.

The old monk froze for a moment, and gave a wry smile: "That's right, it was I who issued the military order back then. Since then, I have dreamed of that scene every night, and finally chose to walk on the path of a monk. 'When the rebellion started, I was the one who suppressed it and accompanied it."

The old monk reached out and stroked the body of 'Yama': "We have been old friends for more than four hundred years."

"Do you think you did something wrong back then?" Tang Sanzang asked softly.

"I'm not wrong. I don't know how many Chaos worshipers are hidden among the four million civilians. The fire that year burned for three days and three nights. When the troops were dispatched, there were still hundreds of thousands of people who were not burned to death!" Recalling Recalling the scene back then, the old monk said with a grim face: "Then where are people? Putting such things in, wouldn't even the Tang Dynasty be doomed!"

"Then why are you guilty?" Tang Sanzang glanced at Yong Ye, and found that the other party was also listening.

The old monk closed his eyes: "That's 4 million people, not 400 pigs. Standing on the city wall, there is no end to it at a glance. Most of them are women, children and children. How can you not feel guilty?"

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