"Pi Li pa la!"
The prayer beads had been strengthened by his chanting of Sutras day and night, and already possessed Buddhist power. When it touched the monsters behind Feng chenzi, it immediately let out a bean-like sound.
"Fellow Daoist Feng Chen, hurry up and call for reinforcements! We can't fight against so many demonic monsters with our strength alone!"
"I'll be in charge of this!"The old monk revealed a tragic smile.
"Today, I'll fight you all with 800 years of hard work!"
He suddenly cut his palm, and golden blood gushed out. The old monk could not care less about the pain and continued to spray the blood around him.
All of the monsters that were stained with the Golden blood let out miserable shrieks before turning into smoke and dissipating.
"True martial thousand Thunder sword!"
At that moment, an indifferent voice came from outside. Then, a sword light whizzed over like a Thunderbolt.
