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 bottom of the mountain when she suddenly saw the Garuda causing trouble on Mount Putuo. She was worried that Du Hong would be in danger, so she immediately ran up. Normally, 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 could control her.

As soon as she came over, she saw Du Hong preparing to be tonsured. She didn't know what was happening, so she yelled.

Hearing Yin Luoluo's voice, Du Hong's body trembled slightly, but he did not raise his head and remained 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.

"Please ask Brother Puji to ordain me!" Du Hong ignored Yin Luoluo, with determination in his voice.

Master Puji gritted his teeth, pressed the razor in his hand suddenly, and strands of hair fell to the ground. After a while, the tonsure ceremony was completed, and Du Hongding

With his head cleared of worries, he slowly stood up and looked back at Yin Luoluo.

His face was covered with tears.

He said: "I'm sorry."

Yin Luoluo remained motionless and stared at him blankly.

There is no time to say more.

Du Hong suddenly picked up the Zen staff in his hand. The nine golden tin rings were trembling at this moment. The spiritual power left on Abbot Huiguang before his death poured into his body like spring water, so that his whole body was glowing with golden light. As if enveloped by a holy Buddha light.

Stern and aloof, as if the Buddha had descended.

Du Hong jumped lightly and flew out of the Valley of Flames, stopping for a moment in front of Yin Luoluo.

Just for a moment, the two passed by each other.

Then he jumped towards the main hall of Mount Putuo.

"I'll take a rest..." Master Puji closed his eyes and sat on the floor, his face looking more relaxed than ever before, as if he knew that this disaster was about to pass.

Wang Qianchen was about to follow him out when he suddenly remembered something and turned around immediately

After running for a few steps, he picked up Wei Zihua's arm and put it into the Qiankun bag.

Master Puji seemed to have entered the realm of harmony between man and nature and did not notice his movements.

Wang Qianchen also glanced at Abbot Huiguang. Sure enough, he had passed away, and his whole body was filled with the aura of death. In fact, he had noticed before that there was no vitality in Abbot Huiguang's body, which was why he did not let Du Hong go up to confront Master Puji.

One of the seven powerful men of Daxia died silently.

It's a pity that I haven't admired his style yet!

There was no news about such a big matter before. I wonder why Mount Putuo concealed this matter. Was it because it was worried that some organizations and sects had bad intentions?

Wang Qianchen sighed softly, and then ran towards the outside of Lieyan Valley.

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

After that Garuda went berserk, it indeed brought huge disasters to Mount Putuo, with buildings collapsing and people being injured and killed. Fortunately, Gu Yan had evacuated many people before and had tried hard

Although the damage was minimized, some casualties were still suffered, and the halls that had stood for thousands of years were all torn apart and destroyed on this day.

Du Hong was fighting with the golden-winged bird in the air.

Although he still can't fly, after receiving the spiritual power left by Abbot Huiguang, he can jump hundreds of meters high every time. Every time he swings the nine-ringed tin staff, he can give the Garuda a heavy blow.

The sharp and mournful neighing, the golden feathers flying all over the sky, and the golden light of Du Hong intertwined into a shocking scene.

Everyone could see that the golden-winged bird was no match for Du Hong.

"What's going on?" Yin Luoluo asked.

Wang Qianchen did not hide anything and told what happened before.

"Abbot Huiguang has passed away too?" Yin Luoluo looked surprised.

"Also?" Wang Qianchen caught this word keenly.

"No, I mean, Abbot Huiguang passed away?" Yin Luoluo thought of the ancestor from Wanjian Cave in Qingcheng Mountain, but Song Chongjian had told him not to go outside.

Passed on, so she kept silent.

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

Yin Luoluo stopped talking and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"boom--"

There was an explosion, and Du Hong jumped into the air again and gave the Garuda a heavy blow. This time, Garuda failed to hold on and fell weakly from the air. Its huge body covered a pile of ruins on Mount Putuo.

This was a disaster in Mount Putuo, but in the end it stopped Garuda here and did not cause more serious losses to the world. If such a behemoth went to the city, the consequences would be disastrous.

The disciples of Mount Putuo stood scattered in the mountain. Seeing that Garuda was finally taken care of, they all returned one after another to treat their injured fellow disciples. The aftermath work was only about to begin now.

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

The spiritual power on the nine-ringed tin staff was used up, and his bright Buddha light faded away, returning to his original appearance.

(End of chapter)