dmims Chapter 432
Chapter 432
The tattered city gate could not withstand the eight people's beating and fell down heavily.
However!
The eight people did not step into the city, but still stood outside the city gate, shouting at the empty Sand City.
The same words.
The same behavior.
"Donor, we are here to beg for alms, do you have anything left for us?"
This time, they changed their words.
"Why don't they go in?"
"Don't you dare?"
Yue Banqiu frowned.
"They... are not normal Buddhist disciples. To be precise, they are not now."
Li Ci said lightly.
"Demon Buddha... They have become Demon Buddha!"
Yue Banqiu was shocked.
It was also at this time!
One of them seemed to be unable to help himself and took a step forward.
It was also this step.
It seemed that he touched some mechanism.
Dang!
A bell rang and shook the bright moon.
Buddha's light rushed up from all over the Sand City.
The Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the bells ring loudly.
The sound of chanting sutras continuously rang out, gradually becoming louder.
A huge, sacred and solemn Buddha shadow enveloped the entire Sand City.
The Buddha shadow was like a god in the sky, and the continuous sound of Buddhist scriptures made the eight people run away with their heads in their hands, screaming madly.
A wisp of demonic energy emerged from their bodies, and they were in extreme pain.
At this time!
In the Sand City, an old woman in the Martial God Realm walked out with a group of people.
They chanted something in their mouths, and their eyes were fierce.
In the hands of the old woman, there was a Buddha statue.
The huge and solemn Buddha shadow was the shadow swaying from the Buddha statue.
The more they chanted the Buddhist scriptures, the stronger and more fiercer the power brought by the Buddha statue became.
The eight people were pressed to the ground with their heads in their hands, in great pain.
"Quick, cut off their heads!"
The old woman shouted.
A burly man with a big axe rushed forward and chopped down one of the men's necks.
Bang!
There was a sound of metal collision.
The axe was caught by the monk with one hand.
He showed a hideous face, with devilish energy crawling all over his face, grinning, gray and black like rot.
They seemed to have no pain, no consciousness, only instinct.
The burly man flew out with his axe, and the monk who had been possessed by the devil rushed forward with the supreme power of Buddha, and pounced on the Buddha statue in the old woman's hand.
The old woman tried to dodge, and the speed and sound of the chanting of the crowd were accelerating and getting heavier.
The Buddha shadow swaying from the Buddha statue was even more terrifying, and the Buddha light was like a knife, forcing the eight monks out.
As the Buddha light, Buddha shadow, and Buddhist scriptures became heavier, the eight monks were already half dead.
The devilish energy on their bodies was also purified.
Although the evil spirit was purified, the eight people did not return to normal. They had no consciousness and no breath of life.
They were just eight corpses.
The evil spirit entered their bodies and made them living dead.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief!
But!
This breath has not been exhaled yet.
"Amitabha!"
"Your killing intentions are so strong, which is really a disaster for the wilderness. I will help you to reincarnate and be a kind person in your next life!"
As the sacred Buddhist sound fell.
A figure appeared in the scene like a black cold lightning.
He was very tall, bare-chested, wearing a black cassock, with flesh exploding on his upper body, and a huge string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.
He had a bald head, and wisps of evil spirit came out of his body, like a demon Buddha.
"Damn it!"
The old woman was shocked, and everyone hurriedly began to recite Buddhist scriptures, trying to activate the Buddha statue again.
The man came very fast, and with lightning speed, the Buddha statue was already in his hand.
"Don't..."
The crowd had no time to beg, and the man crushed the Buddha statue.
The eyes of the crowd trembled, and despair instantly enveloped the whole body.
"Without the holy Buddha statue, what else can you use to resist me?"
The man sneered, extremely cruel.
He was like a Buddhist disciple who escaped from the devil's cave and had turned into a demon Buddha.
The holiness and solemnity had disappeared from him.
Instead, cruelty, violence, and madness!
"I want your blood!"
The demon Buddha sneered.
Dang!
At this time!
A bell rang straight into the sky.
Several figures had already arrived.
They were emitting brilliant and sacred Buddha light, like a sharp blade, cutting through the darkness.
"Holy Buddha Temple..."
The demon Buddha was surprised, but also decisive, and quickly retreated a hundred feet away, with yellow sand flying.
"Fortunately, we are not too late, otherwise the demon Buddha would have slaughtered many more people."
One person took a deep breath.
"You guys are the only ones, and you think you can stop me?"
The demon Buddha sneered.
"What if I am included?"
A calm and elegantA voice sounded.
This voice alone made people feel very comfortable.
"It's you!"
The demon Buddha was completely panicked for a moment.
He was full of demonic energy, violent and ferocious.
The other party's Buddha's light was shining, brilliant and solemn, just like a living god and Buddha.
The two were completely two extremes.
"Amitabha, you demon Buddhas have killed so many people, you should go to hell!"
The young monk with Buddha's light all over his body put his hands together.
He was wearing a tattered cassock.
But every hole in the cassock was shining, as if it was a world, with the phantoms of gods and Buddhas sitting in the middle.
"Just you?"
The demon Buddha sneered.
He put his hands together and recited crazy Buddhist scriptures.
The demonic energy gathered on his head and instantly turned into a huge and ferocious three-eyed demon Buddha.
"All of you die, I will take you to the West!"
The Three-Eyed Demon Buddha opened his huge hand and slapped it down fiercely.
His cultivation was very good.
The ninth level of the Jindan realm.
However, the young monk on the opposite side seemed to be better.
He put his hands together, without making any sound, and his pupils seemed to turn into two Buddhist bells, which shook out the bells of the sky.
When the devil's hand was about to fall, he made a fist with five fingers and punched out.
The sound of Buddha continued!
Every bright hole in his cassock seemed to provide him with endless power.
Puff!
The punch was like a diamond, unstoppable, and the Three-Eyed Demon Buddha was smashed to pieces on the spot.
The young monk took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the deafening sound of Buddhist scriptures rang out in every light hole on the cassock, and countless gods and Buddhas roared in it, giving him endless power.
"Die!"
The young monk shouted in a deep voice, and the mountain fell with his punch, with supreme Buddha power.
The demon Buddha was blasted into pieces and flew all over the ground.
The young monk breathed a sigh of relief, and the cassock on his body lost its brilliant and solemn Buddha light, and it was just a tattered cassock.
"Fortunately, no one was captured by the demon Buddha!"
"Your holy Buddha statue has been broken, and the Western Desert will only get crazier and crazier. You should leave here first!"
The young monk put his hands together.
"Thank you for saving my life, Master. We will leave the Western Desert overnight and come back after the demon Buddha is completely destroyed."
The old woman sighed.
I wanted to stay in my hometown, but I didn't expect that it would go against my wishes.
If they stay here, all of them will be slaughtered by the demon Buddha.
The young monk nodded, "Amitabha!"
"I hope that the Holy Buddha Temple can kill all the demon Buddhas, destroy the Pure Land Temple, and behead the Giant Buddha!"
The old woman gritted her teeth.
"Let's try our best!"
The young monk smiled bitterly.
How could it be so easy?
If it could be done, there would be no need to wait until now.
Now the Pure Land Temple and the Holy Buddha Temple are just evenly matched.
No, to be precise, the Pure Land Temple has begun to slowly overwhelm the Holy Buddha Temple.
The Great Buddha and the Glazed Holy Buddha are also vying to see who can step into the realm of immortals and Buddhas first.
If the other party succeeds.
The other party will only end up in a miserable defeat.
The Western Desert was already sparsely populated, and after the appearance of the Demon Buddha, it became even more lifeless.
The young monk asked a few people to escort the old woman and her group out of the Western Desert.
He stood alone on the yellow sand, with his hands clasped together, and inexplicably felt a solemn and solemn feeling.