Pill Sovereign Reborn

Longyuan.

The night is deep.

In the eight Buddha Temple, in an antique Buddhist hall, several eminent monks of the eight Buddha Temple sit on the futon in the Buddhist hall, holding beads in one hand and knocking wooden fish in the other.

In their mouths, they chant words and Buddhist scriptures, which come from their mouths and reverberate in the whole Buddhist hall.

In the middle of them, there is a huge array. In the array, an old man who looks like a fierce ghost is holding his head and howling, his face is full of pain and ferocity.

This old man is the leader of the corpse hall. After he was caught in the eight Buddha Temple, he has been trapped in the hall. From morning till night, some eminent monks from the eight Buddha Temple come to recite scriptures to wash away his evil spirit and bring him back to the right way.

"A bunch of old bald donkeys, read every day, read every night, it's so noisy!"

In the array, corpse Wuji's face is full of pain, and his whole body is full of ferocious spirit. He turns into countless ferocious ghosts and roars madly, pounding the boundary wall formed by the Eight Buddhist monks' recitation of scriptures, trying to interrupt the monks' recitation of scriptures.

"Corpse is limitless. You have done many evils and created too many murders and wrongs. Poor monks and others chant scriptures all night just to wash away your wrongs and let you return to the right path.

You don't know if it's going to be hard, but you still have to be stubborn? "

In the center of the Buddhist hall, master Puhang is presided over by the eight Buddha Temple, with a straight face.

He yelled and sang a Buddha's name in his mouth, which made the corpse feel like a ghost. His whole body was filled with evil spirit and was severely suppressed.

"General aviation, you old man, you and I are single minded. I want to use scriptures to help me return to the right path. I'm delusional."

The corpse has no extremely angry way.

On the face, ferocious does not scatter, the whole body, ferocious does not eliminate.

For two or three months, he had been trapped here by the eminent monks of the eight Buddha Temple, listening to them chanting sutras and sending incantations, but corpse Wuji still refused to abandon the evil way and return to the right way.

Even during this period of time, his accumulated anger and resentment made him more and more fierce.

"You are so ungrateful that I have to do justice for heaven and kill you on the spot!"

Seeing corpse Wuji, he refused to return to the right path, unwilling to give up the evil cultivation. Master Puhang frowned and wanted to kill corpse Wuji.

Hum ~

while master Puhang was preparing to kill the dead, there was a harsh sound of flute outside the Buddhist hall.

The flute is full of many negative emotions, such as cruelty, cruelty, ferocity, evil and so on.

Just listening to the sound of the flute makes people have a feeling of mind rising and spirit breaking.

"Who's the demon? Don't you show up soon?"

Master Puhang woke up with a sudden shout.

In the Buddhist hall, many other eminent monks of the Eight Buddhist temples stood up one after another with a dignified look.

There is no response. The shrill sound of the flute still reverberates in the Buddhist hall. It disturbs people's mind and fascinates people. There is a feeling of falling into the nether hell.

Hoo ～

the dark wind blows all the windows around the Buddhist hall.

Countless window leaves creak under the gust of wind.

In the wind, the dead leaves whirl.

Through the window, master Pu hang and others can be seen vaguely. In the sky, black clouds are rolling, and a blood moon is hanging in the sky.

In that dark night, under the bloody moon, a handsome young man in a bloody robe kept playing the flute with both hands. It was he who made the strange sound of the flute.

Roar ~

then, master Puhang and others heard the screams from the eight Buddha Temple.

In the eight Buddha Temple, the fire is full of light, the killing sound is loud, and many of them roar like beasts.

Houses collapsed and Buddhist halls smashed.

Looking around, countless green eyed demon corpses are slaughtering monks in the Eight Buddhist temples in the dark.

Screams, one after another.

Night attack!

"Ha ha ha! Old donkeys, it's your end

In the battle, as soon as she heard the sound of the flute, a touch of ecstasy appeared on her face and she couldn't help laughing.

With a dignified look and a flash of body, Puhang turned into a streamer and went straight to the bloody youth playing the flute.

The rest of the monks in the Buddhist hall went to all parts of the eight Buddha temple for the first time to prepare for support and resist the green eyed demon corpses who came to make trouble.

"Who are you?"

Puhang looked at the young man in blood playing the flute in front of him. In the dark, he couldn't see each other's face clearly, but the breath from each other made him feel familiar.

"Long time no see, master Pu hang."

The young man in blood stopped playing. He looked at Puhang coldly with a pair of blood eyes. With a smile on his lips, he came out from the night and stood in the light of the blood moon.In the blood moonlight, Puhang saw the young man's real face, and the whole person was stunned on the spot, his face full of incredible color.

"Prince? Is that you

Puhang woke up with a start. He couldn't believe that the young man in blood in front of him was the prince of Longyuan who had been missing for many years!

"Yes, it's me."

The young man in blood said with a smile.

"What happened to you all these years? How could it be like this? "

General aviation was shocked.

He couldn't believe that the gentle prince of Longyuan in the past, now, has become a big devil full of evil spirit.

"It's a long story."

The young man in blood responded with a smile.

"Those green eyed demon corpses, are you doing it?"

"Exactly."

"Why?"

"Save people."

"Who?"

"Corpse hall leader, corpse is limitless."

"Prince, are you in the demon sect?"

"That's right."

"Why on earth?"

Puhang doesn't understand. He really doesn't understand how the gentle and gentle prince of the past became a demon sect?

"No, I just want to get back what belongs to me."

The young man in blood responded faintly.

"Master Puhang, I respect you as a master. Today, as long as you release the corpse, I can spare your life and ask you to complete it."

"The corpse is limitless and has done many evils. I don't know how much blood I have stained my hands. I'm sorry I can't do it."

"So, master, I offend you."

Young people in blood responded.

In the void, several figures came from the sky, and they were full of powerful and terrible magic power.

The breath of those people makes Puhang feel deeply heavy.

Here are ten.

Five people were wearing white robes, five people were wearing black robes, all of them were fierce.

"Ten thousand demons, ten halls of hell?"

Seeing the ten people clearly, Pu Hang's pupils shrank and recognized them immediately.

Those ten people are the top experts of the ten thousand demon sect - ten hall Yama.

Among the ten thousand demons, the position is second only to the leader of the ten thousand demons. At the same time, they only obey the leader of the ten thousand demons.

Their strength and status are far better than those of the five hall masters of the ten thousand demon sect.

"Prince, you..."

"Yes, I am the leader of the ten thousand demons cult."

The young man in blood responded calmly.

Whoosh, whoosh

As soon as his voice fell, the ten halls of Yama quickly surrounded the master of general aviation.

The cultivation strength of each of them is not weaker than that of the general aviation. The ten people's joint efforts make it difficult for the general aviation to resist, and directly and easily cut off the head of the general aviation.

Eight Buddhist temples, a generation of holy monks -- Puhang, the soul of Youming.

"Slaughtered Eight Buddhist temples, leaving no survivors."

The young man in blood said.

Yan Luo of the tenth hall took orders and went to perform tasks one after another. This night is destined to be a sleepless night, and it will become an unforgettable night for the Eight Buddhist temples.

On that night, thousands of monks were slaughtered and the temple was destroyed.