Kapitel 870: The Tiger's Prey

Buddha, help!

The red-robed monk, now the black bear demon, no longer had a trace of Buddhist aura. It was more like a fleeing beggar as it rushed into the hall covered in blood.

The worshipped Buddha statues actually began to spin.

Crack, crack, crack.

When the other side of the Buddha statues was revealed, they were actually strange demonic beasts. They were draped in cassocks, but it was not difficult to see the demonic qi on them.

"What happened?"

Hoarse voices echoed in the hall as if many people were discussing.

The black bear became excited. These important figures who were worshiped could finally be of some use.

"Didn't we say a thousand years ago that you shouldn't disturb us if there's nothing important?"

In an instant, an indescribable aura landed on the black bear's body. It spat out a mouthful of blood as if it had been struck by lightning.