The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 125 The Western Desert Falls, Evil Ghosts Raise the Heavens

In the western desert, the temples that passed down the incense in the past became more and more deserted.

The roof of the temple is covered with colored glaze, resplendent and resplendent, a few wisps of incense are slowly ignited, the inner courtyard is gorgeous, and exquisite sculptures can be seen everywhere.

Qingyue Temple is a holy place for believers to go to Buddha.In the past, an endless stream of worshipers rushed here. They came here devoutly and kowtowed to the Buddha statue day and night, so that many places on the stone slab were sunken.

In the setting sun, a monk strolled in the temple, listening to the deep and distant bells, walked into the temple step by step, and looked up at the top of the temple, which was dazzling.

The protruding faces of the Buddhas are like countless stars in the summer night sky, with different expressions and different poses.

Very bright by candlelight.

The sunset is slowly falling
The light became more and more dim, and the Buddha statues became more and more strange in the uncertain light and shadow of the candles. At this time, a biting cold wind blew past, and instantly blew out those candles.

The resplendent palace became pitch black.

The monk's footsteps, slight breathing, and dense friction sounds in the darkness became more and more obvious.

A shrill sound came from the Buddha statue. Listening carefully, it was more like the roar of an evil spirit. It was very ear-piercing.

The monk was a little startled for a moment, he looked back suddenly, and saw that the Buddha statue had long since lost its benevolent appearance. It had a green face and fangs, and was vicious, more like an evil ghost than an evil ghost.

"Roar!"

A loud roar came out, and the monk's blood was cold, and his eyes were full of fear.

A hazy mist shrouded the temple, and evil ghosts came out from the inside of the Buddha statue in a mighty manner. Their blue-black bodies exuded demonic energy, and there were hundreds of white teeth densely interlaced on the mouthparts. Strands of blood.

Outside the temple, a blood moon rose, and a woman in red stood at the highest point of the temple, quietly gazing at the vast world. She was too sacred to be an evil ghost at all, but like a fallen lady. Allure.

With several chewing sounds, the monk's body could no longer see its original appearance, and the blood and flesh were licked clean by the fierce ghosts, and they planted demon seeds on his body contentedly.

After a while, the seed germinated, shrouded in a little bit of blood mist, and transformed into a human figure until it was completely completed. If someone took a closer look, they would find that the regenerated person was exactly the same as the previous monk!

Most of the entire Western Desert has fallen.

The flames of war filled the air, and one after another the walking dead continued to walk towards various temples. These monsters were extremely powerful, retaining half of their strength before they were alive, and those killed by them would also be transformed.

The power of magic power is fully displayed.

Only Daleiyin Temple, Alan Temple, and Ahan Temple are left in Western Desert Buddhism, and they are barely surviving. I am afraid that it will be destroyed like other temples.

Since the last dark turmoil, all the venerables hidden in the Western Desert have died. Buddhism has been seriously injured. After experiencing this catastrophe, the overlord of the Western Desert has changed for a while.

That round of blood moon became brighter and brighter, wisps of blood energy from the wild land floated up from the corpse, and floated towards the sky like a ribbon.

far away.

Countless temples are lit up, just like the Land of Ultimate Bliss, even if all living beings from the immeasurable worlds in the ten directions go there together, there will be no problem of overcrowding.

Incomparably solemn, pure and beautiful.

The Buddha statues are peaceful, and the Buddhist disciples are chanting sutras continuously.

'When I became a Buddha, all things in the country were strict, pure, bright and beautiful, with special shapes and colors, minute and wonderful, and impossible to weigh.All sentient beings, even though they have the eyes of heaven, who can distinguish their shapes, colors, names, numbers, and general proclamations, do not attain correct enlightenment. '

Looking at it at a glance, it suddenly seems a pure land of bliss.

However, these Buddhas
Already bewitched.

The woman in red sits on the top of the Buddhist kingdom, looking down at countless sentient beings.

A strange smile was drawn on her pale cheeks, and her slender nails tapped the void lightly, causing ripples, and the evil ghost covered in human skin sat upright, not daring to breathe and looked at her.

The voice came from below, and I saw a blue-faced evil spirit, with a burly figure, walking towards the hall step by step, and said.

"My lord, most of the Western Desert Buddhism has perished, and the rest are protected by the terrifying formation, which cannot be corroded."

The woman in red smiled charmingly.

"Naturally, if you can invade, I'd be surprised. How can we get our hands on a holy place that the emperor personally forged."

"Eastern Wasteland has invaded part of it, and part of the northern plains' aristocratic families have been quietly replaced by our puppets."

The green-faced evil spirit hesitated a little, but then spoke.

"But Zhongzhou has been stared at very hard. Those lunatics would rather kill [-] by mistake than let one go. There is no way to invade for the time being."

The woman in red frowned slightly, and she had expected it before, but she didn't expect that group of holy masters, the imperial god masters, to be so determined.

"It's no wonder, it's been done like this before."

"Don't worry, just deal with them and bring them out."

She then loosened her brows and said coldly.

"Elicited?"

"Where are you leading?"

The many evil spirits below listened quietly, and several powerful figures among them asked.

"Donghuang!"

The sound of cutting gold and iron fell, and another voice came from outside.

In the eyes of the visitor, the wine-red eyes are like burning flames. He is dressed in an apricot-yellow Taoist uniform, and he is extremely handsome. Step by step, he walks up to the resplendent hall.

This is Daoxu, holding a Lihuo Xuanqing fan in his hand, smiling brightly, looking at the woman in red on top.

The beautiful face of the woman in red outlines a bit of laziness, the wedding dress is in full bloom like a flame, and her vivid eyes are full of depth, she looked at Dao Xu with a slight smile, and said.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Dao Xu smiled and shook his head.

"I was worried that you would swallow me in one gulp after waking up, but since you are sane and your purpose is the same as mine, then I think you should need me and not kill me directly."

The woman in red laughed lightly, her voice was like an orchid in an empty valley.

Then she stood up, the scarlet light shone on every corner of the hall, and the world outside became darker and darker.

Her red lips were like fire, with a touch of curvature, undulating curves, beautiful and coquettish, long dark black hair hanging down randomly, becoming the center of this world, the surrounding evil spirits trembled a little, but quickly calmed down.

If you make a mistake at this time, your life will be gone.

They have seen those restless monsters swallowed by the woman in front of them countless times.

Very brutal.

At the same time, this is also the time when she is most patient, and she has not yet 'served dinner'.

"You're stupid."

"The purpose will not be the same."

The woman in red walked up to Daoxu, smiling softly, but her voice was as cold as iron.

(End of this chapter)