Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

"Gushen" once again turned into the dharma form, which was as huge as the devil's head, with the angry eyes of Vajra.

Assisting from the side, he fought with the big demon together.

Gatling Bodhisattva's Buddha Light bullet is powerful.

Each bullet can leave a small hole in the body of the big demon.

making it difficult to heal itself.

Almost in just a short moment, the body of the big demon was already riddled with holes.

But despite this, the big demon seemed to be even more violent, and the power of the demon was overwhelming!

So far away.

Even Xicheng District could feel the terrifying and violent atmosphere!

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under the night sky.

The roar was loud.

On the edge of Yunshan City, the aftermath of the terrifying battle.

Destroyed large tracts of primitive forests.

Terrible demon energy, mighty Buddha light.

Colliding together, the sky and the earth hum continuously, and the space is faintly showing signs of cracking.

The pitch-black magic flame, even under the night sky, is still deep and terrifying, clearly visible.

Countless terrifying tentacles, carrying the magic flame with terrifying and corrosive power.

Constantly attacking Gatling Bodhisattva and Gushen Dharma.

Compared with the huge demon, and the solid god who is in the body.

The figure of Gatling Bodhisattva is only more than three meters high, and it looks extremely small.

If it weren't for the unique and bright Buddha light, it would shine like stars under the night sky.

Maybe it won't be noticed at all.

One demon, one person, one Bodhisattva.

Just fighting like that.

The seemingly terrifying demon roared loudly and was extremely furious.

But its aura does not seem to be weakening in the slightest.

Instead, he pulled Gushen and Gatling Bodhisattva, and kept approaching Xicheng District!

This made a group of monks in the Xicheng District feel extremely flustered.

They didn't expect it, they just didn't see each other for a while.

This weird and terrifying big demon seems to have shown even more terrifying strength.

One against two, among them is the manifestation of the Bodhisattva under the seat of the true Buddha.

Unable to take it down!

Panic!

Very panic!

Very panic!

The monks and believers in Xicheng District couldn't wait to dig a crack in the ground, slip in and escape.

Even Gatling Bodhisattva and Gushen presided over it, a big demon that couldn't compete.

Aren't they the highest beings in the Dharma Realm, aren't they no different from Xiaocai?

"Pray to my Buddha, take pity on us and all living beings in Xicheng District, and take action to subdue the devil!"

Do not know among the crowd.

Who is it that yelled such a sentence.

The next moment, there was an overwhelming response.

The waves of voices come and go, the wishes and beliefs of all beings in Xicheng District.

Like a sea tide, they frantically gathered towards Tang Sanbu.

only.

This invisible and intangible mysterious power, even Buddhist monks, cannot see it with the naked eye.

Only when the great power above the small worldly fruit absorbs the incense of the world in person, will it feel it.

Tang Sanzan's Wisdom Eye is a special case.

Very special exception.

Beneath the ferocious appearance of a big demon, Tang Sanzan had no expression on his face, his eyes were as deep as water.

The gathered mysterious power did not make Tang Sanzan feel very happy.

How powerful is the pious belief and willingness gathered at the moment.

It also means that these guys in Xicheng District have been tortured deeply.

The hour of peril is at hand.

What they thought was not about running away, nor about how to save themselves.

Instead, all hopes are pinned on the illusory "True Buddha".

The reason for all this...is inseparable from the monks in Xicheng District who "raise ghosts and respect themselves".

In the past, as long as there were any monsters and ghosts.

Then there will definitely be Buddhist monks with great power, who will sweep the situation, subdue demons and demons, and show their supernatural power.

Countless believers, even those low-level monks, have become accustomed to it.

Such is the style of the door.

How could it not be like this when the crisis comes now?

Tang Sanzan felt a slight chill in his heart, suddenly felt that his mission was still heavy and had a long way to go.

"Gushen, it's time for your mission to end."

I whispered in my heart.

The ferocious and terrifying big demon split apart in an instant.

It turned into countless black and red and terrifying tentacles, taking advantage of the solid magic to bully each other in front of the moment.

Directly wrap it completely and cover it!

Faced with such a situation, Gatling Bodhisattva seems to be cautious.

Don't dare to continue to fire and attack.

The situation changed in an instant.

In Xicheng District.

"Gushen hosts!"

"No!"

"Damn it! How could the devil be so powerful!"

"What should we do? Gushen and the abbot are in danger, Gatling Bodhisattva is alone, and the big devil will definitely not let us go!"

"Pray to the true Buddha to take pity on us and save us!"

"Save us!"

"..."

The change of the situation made the outside of Dajue Temple and the entire Xicheng District.

The voice of "True Buddha" became more and more passionate, even hoarse.

Everyone had an almost crazy expression on their faces, kowtowing madly in the direction of Dajue Temple.

Dark red blood stained the ground.

They seem to forget the pain.

Everything turned into devout belief and prayer.

It seems... there is only one real Buddha in Dajue Temple.

Only then can they save them from the fire and water.

Obviously... Tang Sanbu's incarnate demon is in the process of gradually engulfing the solid gods and dharma.

It never meant to be close to Xicheng District at all.

But these guys never thought about running away and asking for life.

What they seek is only "Buddha".

The only thing that is different is perhaps the Yinyang Temple, one of the three ancient temples.

The rich yin and yang true meaning turned into a black and white curtain.

Cover it up and shelter it.

Preside over the empty precepts and embrace his own "female Bodhisattva".

Rising to the sky, within the enchantment, looking into the distance.

His complexion was extremely dignified, and his mood was extremely complicated.

"Gushen, Gushen, you didn't listen to the poor monk's advice, and now you have ended up like this, it's all your own fault!"

Kong Jie muttered to himself, but there was an unresolved melancholy on his brows.

Gu Shen's death is now a foregone conclusion.

Kekongjie is also unable to see through it, amidst the treacherous situation in Xicheng District.

What kind of chess game is it?

"Xicheng District, catastrophe is imminent..."

After a long sigh.

Kong Jie glanced at the crowd of people kneeling in the Xicheng District.

Some can't bear it.

He flew into the main hall of Yinyang Temple.

The younger brothers and younger sisters on both sides instantly cast their gazes on Kong Jie.

"Mobilize the monks of the whole temple, and let them take the monks and believers in Xicheng District who are willing to evacuate, and stay away from this place."

"The poor monk went to seek help elsewhere, just hoping that the situation will not be too bad."

As soon as this remark came out, the monks in the hall showed some reluctant expressions.

After all...Let them save some guy who's been giving them a hard time.

This is really a bit frustrating.