Heavenly Master: Military training to pray for rain, your method is too fake

Chapter 66 The defeat of Buddhism
  "Amitabha, how could this happen?"

Seeing the army of Mao Zhan, which numbered forty or fifty, even these Buddhist abbots had a look of horror on their faces, which was somewhat incomprehensible.

They originally thought that there would only be a few hairy zombies in this ancient tomb.

Who would have thought that there would be dozens of hairy zombies dormant here.

If I had known earlier, I would never have been so impulsive in killing them.

Unfortunately, it seems too late to regret now.

"Hoohoho..."

Forty or fifty hairy zombies collectively looked up to the sky and roared. The roar was like thunder, resounding throughout the world and deafening.

All Buddhist disciples were the first to bear the brunt, and their expressions changed upon hearing this, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

When the onlookers hiding behind heard the roar that seemed to burst their eardrums, their faces turned pale with fright and they backed away repeatedly.

At the same time, everyone had already decided to quit.

I really can’t stay in this damn place.

This excitement is really unbearable!

After roaring, Mao Zheng's army directly locked onto all the Buddhist abbots.

Almost out of instinct, these Mao Zong knew that these dozen Buddhist abbots were their enemies.

So ever.

Following a roar, Mao Zheng's army directly launched an attack on more than a dozen Buddhist abbots.

Seeing this, the faces of all the Buddhist abbots suddenly changed wildly, and they shouted in unison to the Buddhist disciples behind them:

"Elders please help me!"

As soon as these words came out, more than 400 Buddhist disciples suddenly looked solemn, and then chanted in unison:

"Namo Amitabha!"

As the Buddha's chant sounded, all the Buddhist disciples suddenly shone with light.

Then a golden light suddenly appeared on these disciples, and they all rushed towards the dozen or so abbots.

In an instant, the auras of these abbots gradually increased, and even increased several times.

Seeing this, more than a dozen abbots gritted their teeth and directly picked up their magic weapons to fight against the Mao Zong army.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate!"

An abbot held a tin staff, turned his backhand, and hit a Mao Zong directly and hard.

The Buddha's light suddenly flashed on the tin staff, directly knocking the hairy zombie away.

But his hair was stiff, his skin was rough, his flesh was thick, and he resisted a blow from the abbot's tin staff, but nothing happened to him.

"Ow!"

As the Maozong was knocked away, two Maozongs roared and rushed directly towards the abbot holding the tin staff.

brush!
  Relying on their physical strength, the two Maozongs stretched out their extremely sharp claws at the abbot without fear of death.

Upon seeing this, the abbot's face suddenly became dull and he did not dare to confront him head-on. He could only choose to hold the tin staff across his chest.

"when!"

As the two stiff claws hit the tin staff directly, the terrifying force actually bent the tin staff.

The abbot trembled and retreated violently.

"Pfft!"

The abbot retreated several feet before finally stopping. Unexpectedly, the power of the two hair zombies was too terrifying, and he could only resist partially without completely removing the power.

Suddenly, when the abbot stopped retreating, his throat suddenly swelled, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of scarlet liquid, and his body was shaking.

"This evil obstacle is so ferocious!"

Feeling that his internal organs seemed to be damaged, the abbot's face suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with horror.

These stiff hairs are so difficult to deal with.

But before the abbot could rest, the two Mao Zheng jumped up again and flew towards the abbot.

"Whizzing!"

As soon as the sound of breaking through the air started, Mao Zheng was already coming to kill him.

"Damn!"

Seeing this, the abbot's expression changed wildly. With no way to retreat, he could only bite the bullet and choose to fight.

On the other side, the two abbots chose to join forces to fight against the enemy. “Amitabha! Buddha’s light shines everywhere!”

An abbot held a canopy umbrella and opened it directly to several birds.

The other abbot waved his hand, and a rope flashing with Buddha's light flew out of his hand and wrapped around several hairy zombies in front of him.

"Buddhism is boundless!"

The abbot shouted loudly, with a majestic appearance, and the magic rope in his hand seemed to be blessed. It was very fast, and in the blink of an eye it had already wrapped around those hairy zombies.

Seeing this, the two abbots couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Previously, they had relied on this cooperation to deal with the three Mao Zongs.

Now with the blessing of the Buddhist disciples, the two of them can perform their old skills again, with even greater power.

With the suppression of the canopy umbrella, the Buddha's light enveloped several Mao Zongs, and strangely froze them.

At this time, another abbot's magic rope also flew over, directly tying up several furry beasts.

"Amitabha!"

Seeing this, the two abbots immediately chanted the Buddha's name in unison, thinking that they were done.

The abbot who used the magic rope took a step forward, preparing to give several black zombies a fatal blow.

however.

Just when he was approaching several Mao Zongs, a green light suddenly bloomed in the eyes of Mao Zong, who was originally bound by the magic rope.

Then, these furry beasts roared in unison, and the black hair outside their bodies instantly swelled.

"Ow..."

"careful!"

The abbot holding the canopy umbrella changed his face when he saw this, and hurriedly shouted a warning.

But at this moment, the magic rope that originally bound several Mao Zongs broke directly.

As soon as one of them got away, he immediately rushed towards the abbot who was using the magic rope.

"What? How is this possible?"

The dharma rope that he was so proud of was broken. This scene made the abbot a little stunned.

By the time he reacted, a Maozong was already approaching, its sharp claws grabbing directly at the abbot's head.

The speed was so fast that the abbot was shocked.

"Damn!"

He shouted angrily. Mao Zheng's attack was so sudden that he could no longer avoid it.

He had no choice but to raise his left hand to resist the stiff claws.

Click!

In an instant, Mao Zheng's sharp claws directly left deep scratches on the abbot's left arm. The flesh and blood were blurred and blood flowed freely.

Due to the impact of this huge force, the abbot's left arm was not only directly fractured, but he was also directly thrown away.

After flying several meters, the abbot hit the ground heavily, blood spurting from his mouth.

"Damn!"

Seeing this scene, the other abbot's eyes were about to burst, and he no longer suppressed Mao Zheng. Then he took a step forward and came to the abbot of Dharma Rope.

"Senior Brother Qingran, how are you? How do you feel?"

The abbot of Tiangai Umbrella frowned and looked anxious.

Hearing this, Abbot Ming Ran woke up faintly on the ground, and then immediately looked at his left arm.

At this moment, the originally bright red flesh on his left arm had gradually turned black and purple, apparently due to corpse poison.

Upon seeing this, Abbot Mingran's pupils shrank, and then he couldn't help but sigh:
  "I can't die! However, I'm afraid I can't save my left arm!"

As soon as these words came out, a hint of bitterness gradually appeared on Abbot Mingran's face.

At this moment, I realized how wrong they were!

This ancient tomb is simply not something they can handle with more than a dozen Buddhist temples working together.

At the same time, an abbot looked fierce and his body was covered with blood. He yelled at the Buddhist disciples behind him:

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Otherwise, everyone will die! Retreat quickly! Otherwise, it will be too late!"

(End of this chapter)