Chapter 482: Eight Tribes
After throwing the men into the room, the monks went out and closed the door.
This room is surrounded by bulletproof glass, and the door is double-coded, and it is very difficult for the people inside to figure it out.
Those monks did not gloat at each other, but sat outside, reciting scriptures in their mouths all the time, as if they were helping the people inside.
Zhao Xingchen also found that these people around him didn't seem to be able to speak, just lying on the ground, rolling their eyes in horror, looking around, although they didn't know what kind of fate was waiting for them, but the sense of danger still shrouded them all.
Do you want to attack me? The corners of Zhao Xingchen's mouth curled, with a sneer on his face, he stood up directly, and looked at the golden-bodied Arhats around him.
Those divine senses are like hungry vultures, treating the yang energy of these people as little sheep, flying over, one target at a time, gulping and sucking the yang energy.
It's just that the divine consciousness that found Zhao Xingchen was unlucky, and suddenly he encountered a powerful divine consciousness attack, and that divine consciousness power was directly injured, and in the golden body's body, there was a palpitating scream!
The other Golden Body Divine Senses also noticed the situation here, quickly stopped their movements, and began to aim at Zhao Xingchen!
"What's the matter? Why can anyone still stand up?" Outside the bulletproof glass, a monk stared at Zhao Xingchen inside with wide eyes, and immediately stood up and stared at him through the glass.
The rest of the monks also stood up and looked at Zhao Xingchen inside in disbelief, it was obvious that this was the first time that such a situation had happened.
One of the monks said with disdainful eyes: "It may be that someone's resistance is different from that of ordinary people, so the ordinary weight does not respond to him, and he will soon wake up!
The others also nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't sit down to chant anymore, just stared at the scene inside, like this scene of a lively person being sucked dry of yang energy a little bit, it's really rare!
It's just that the situation inside makes them a little strange, because everyone seems to have turned into sculptures, and they are still in their original positions, and it has been almost five minutes!
"Interesting, Divine Consciousness Secret Realm?" Zhao Xingchen looked up at the surroundings of his body, there was an ethereal mist everywhere, there was no sky, and there was no earth, as if he was walking alone in the endless void.
At this moment, the light of the Buddha suddenly shone in front of him, and a Buddha statue with long hair hanging down his shoulders appeared from the sky above his head, with a solemn appearance, and his right hand cast a fearless seal, shouting at Zhao Xingchen: "Ordinary people, don't you kneel and bow down when you see the Buddha!"
Zhao Xingchen squinted at him, the strands of long hair hanging on his shoulders were actually small black snakes, swallowing their scarlet tongues and hissing at Zhao Xingchen in defiance.
"Just a python spirit, dare me kneel, pretend to be a true god in front of me, you are looking for death!" With a loud shout, Zhao Xingchen punched the golden Buddha statue.
"Bang!" The Buddha statue stretched out a hand and smashed it down against Zhao Xingchen's fist, and the fists and palms struck, and the palm really grabbed Zhao Xingchen's fist, and a wave of qi rippled in the void.
"Die!" With the roar of the Buddha statue, he slammed the palm that wrapped Zhao Xingchen's fist, and wanted to slam Zhao Xingchen to the ground, but Zhao Xingchen just put a little bit on the ground, and the whole person disappeared!
Then on the top of the Buddha's head, there was Zhao Xingchen's sarcastic sneer: "The strength is not small, but it's a pity that the brain is not good! Do you really think that if you pull me to the secret realm of divine consciousness, you can dominate everything? Then do you know that pulling a person who has cultivated higher than yourself into his own secret realm of divine consciousness is the way to take death at all? Now, show me up!"
With Zhao Xingchen's loud shout, a heavy fist smashed into the head of the Buddha statue!
"I can't do it!" the Buddha statue sneered, and slapped Zhao Xingchen's fist again, just like the action just now.
But just as the fists and palms were fighting, Zhao Xingchen's fist suddenly burst out of flames, like a red-hot hammer, directly piercing the palm of the Buddha statue and slamming heavily on his head, and then the entire Buddha statue shattered and collapsed!
"How dare you blaspheme! Do you know who I am? You devil, quickly kneel down and be cleansed by the gods and Buddhas, and purify your sinful soul!" With a roar, the Buddha statue reappeared, but this time it had transformed into a snake-headed human body, and held a golden pongji in its hand.
The snake's head took Pang Ji in its mouth, and a shocking and sharp voice came, like a knife, burrowing into a person's ear and desperately squeezing into the head. The more you listen to it, the more you want to block your ears, and it's extremely uncomfortable!
Zhao Xingchen smiled coldly, looked at the Buddha statue with disdain, and said: "I just said that I was a god and Buddha, but now I am playing a magic song! What kind of god are you, and what kind of Buddha are you! Let me show you what the real fairy sound divine comedy is!"
took out the jade flute from the jade wrench, and then a melodious and stirring song sounded, at the beginning, it suppressed the harsh Pang Ji sound before, and in the back, it was almost all the sound of the flute, and Pang Ji's sound could no longer be heard!
"Poof!" The snake-headed Buddha statue spurted out a mouthful of blood, gritted his teeth and shouted: "It's not easy to deal with, let's all come out, join forces to subdue him!"
"Mohu Roja, you have regressed, and now you can't even deal with a little monk!" With a chuckle, a golden light appeared in the void again, and another Buddha statue appeared, but its face was extremely ugly, its eyes were red, and its body was filled with a daunting aura of death!
Accompanied by a burst of singing, a woman with an extremely beautiful figure, a thin veil on her face, singing and dancing also appeared in the golden light, and then one by one Buddha statues of different shapes, but all shining with golden light, appeared one after another in the void, surrounded the circle, looked down at Zhao Xingchen, and said in unison: "Eight protectors, kill demons and eliminate demons!"
A golden light condensed from the hands of the Buddha statues, and then smashed into Zhao Xingchen's head at the same time! Zhao Xingchen suddenly felt that his body was pressed by a big mountain, and this mountain was still a mountain of flames, and the scorching temperature almost roasted him dry!
"The Eight Heavenly Dragons, the Eight Great Protector Gods and Buddhas of Buddhism? It's a bit interesting! The Incas went all the way to steal the golden body of the Hanshui Temple just to form these Eight Divine Consciousness Secret Realms? No, they want to directly resurrect the Eight Tribes! But if you resurrect according to this method, are you really sure that you can still become a god Buddha? Not a Demon Buddha?"
Zhao Xingchen took a deep breath, the seventh-turn golden pill began to spin rapidly, and a huge stream of true qi traveled through the muscles and veins of the whole body, the corners of Zhao Xingchen's mouth also showed a sneer, he stood up straight, carried the eight golden lights, and said coldly to everyone: "Forget it, it's a waste to tell you this, you are now controlled by the demons, as long as you can live, where and what method is used, how many people will be killed!
"Bang!" A cold light appeared, but it was the most murderous, and the Asura who had the strongest recovery power among the eight tribes was directly pierced through the head by a flying sword!