"Amitabha..." With a Buddha roar, Chen Jiu can't stop at the critical moment, and in any case, he can't keep his eyes open and watch his mind be abolished.

'Bang!' Chen Jiuqiao seized Tianying's murderous arm and stopped her.

"What? You stinky monk, dare you shoot me? I don't think you want to live!" Looking furiously, Tianying suddenly stared at Chen Jiu and the killing was obvious.

"My Buddha is compassionate, this female donor, you use slander as a pretext to mutilate your fellow disciples. Do you still cultivate compassion?" Chen Jiu, however, stared and shouted fearlessly, questioning Tianying.

"Damn it, a wild monk blasphemed my holiness. I want you...