Bab 562: Chapter 238: Military Weapons Kill Buddha

The ground inside the Buddhist hall could not support the weight of the old monk, which had been multiplied several times by gravity, and it cracked and sank, forming a small pothole.

And within that pothole, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly opened.

The sound they made was so discomforting that it provoked an instinctive physiological reaction in the listener.

Under the Azure Flame mask, Li Changhe raised his eyebrows.

He sensed a hint of danger, so he clenched his left fist, compressing his domain.

He wanted to crush this monster to pieces with the Pressure Throne.

However, one of the intact beads on the monster's neck suddenly shattered.

With a crisp sound, the pressure that had pinned the old monk to the ground disappeared instantly.

"It's been broken; that bead can break curses!" As he felt the effect of his skill disappear, Li Changhe quickly pulled the trigger in his hand.