Beneath the battle line, these Buddha cultivators were emitting golden light, releasing the Buddhist scriptures they had been cultivating, trying to stop the torrent of bullets pouring from overhead.

It's a pity that the Buddhist scriptures they have always believed in are nothing more than genetic cultivation methods in disguise, and it is impossible for them to become invulnerable golden-bodied Arhats, and it is impossible for them to survive the torrent of bullets.

The bodies of the Buddha cultivators were pierced by bullets, their clothes were torn apart by bullets, and even the Buddhist scriptures they were clutching in their hands were shattered into powder.

The line was instantly stained red with blood, witnessing a mass slaughter that had taken place out of desperation, but the warriors had no choice.

We can be tolerant of you, but we will never tolerate you trampling on our bottom line!

The Buddha cultivators died countless times in an instant, and their bodies were beaten into scattered blood clots, but this still couldn't stop the other Buddha cultivators who were still surging behind them.

There are 300,000 Buddha cultivators gathered here, and if they were sprinkled, it would be enough to cover ten kilometers of plains, and in just one minute, their vast crowd was wiped out by one-tenth.

In just one minute, all 30,000 Buddha cultivators died!

The gunfire stopped abruptly, and the school officers put down the hot and red god-killing Gatling, and roared: "All people retreat, no close to the battle line!" ”

The Buddha cultivators looked at the corpses of their companions and the sea of blood, first trembling and stunned in place, and then erupted into even more waves.

"They are going to kill our companions, to kill our Buddhas!"

"Everyone, avenge our companions!"

The overwhelming number of Buddha cultivators was completely enraged, and they took the trunks of trees, stones, and everything around them that could be used as weapons, and they gathered again into a wave, stepping on a thick layer of the corpses of their companions, and rushed towards the defense line again.

When the old monks who rushed to see this scene, their hearts were like knives, they couldn't care about anything anymore, they ran forward with rolling belts, and kept shouting: "Don't rush again, you are all dead!" ”

It's a pity that the Buddhist cultivators who were very obedient to these old monks in the past are now like beasts without ears, and the old monks who don't care about trying their best to dissuade them are charging towards the battle line.

The old monks looked at the muzzles of the guns restarted on the front, and they all knelt on the ground in despair, holding the soil in their hands and shouting: "Soldiers of Kyushu, please stop killing, look at this soil, we are all relatives who are stepping on the same land, don't kill on a big ......"

Before the old monks left, the high-level of Buddhism found them and asked them to bring back 300,000 Buddhist cultivators near the fifth front, so they rushed here with all their might, but they did not expect to witness the tragedy of the world as soon as they came.

"Why, why?" The old monks cried: "Why have we come to bring back this group of ignorant juniors, but you still want to kill them, they are still a group of ignorant children." ”

This group of old monks are all authentic Buddhist cultivators, and they are always compassionate in their hearts, although Buddhism has always ignored them as if they were free-range, but they are still a kind monk in major cities and villages.

It's just that today, this group of respected old monks, all of whom have been hit by an unparalleled heartbeat, they are obsessed with looking at the muzzles on the battle line, watching the Kyushu soldiers open the gun safety again, watching the school officers wave their hands and give orders with red eyes again, and finally fall to the ground helplessly, looking at the sky with lost eyes.

"O Buddha...... What the hell is going on in this world? "The old monks were like a dream, completely out of strength.

Bang bang......

The next moment, a deafening gunshot rang out, the flames spread across half the sky, and tongues of fire erupted from the muzzles of the front again.

The bullets in the sky washed the world again, frantically tearing apart the Buddha cultivators who rushed to the forefront, and their bodies were instantly shattered.

The smell of blood, already so thick that the air is pale red.

The earth has been irrigated with blood and turned a dark red.

The old monks lay on the ground, and they could feel the trembling of the ground, as one corpse after another fell to the ground, and they closed their eyes in despair.

Pale red tears flowed from the corners of their eyes, flowing through the vicissitudes of their faces, and dripping into the dirt.

These old monks, who have been good people for half their lives, finally died of heart.

The current Buddhism does not need compassion, what is needed is a person who is dedicated to the Futu and even dedicates his life, so the Buddhism has been ignoring the old monks from the beginning, but when this group of old monks continued to attract young Buddhist cultivators to believe in compassion, they finally couldn't help but do it.

Killing a group of people is the only way to really kill them by killing their souls rather than destroying their bodies.

"O Buddha...... Compassion really ...... Isn't that right? ”

The tongues of fire on the front line were still spewing out, and as long as this group of Buddha cultivators did not stop charging, this killing would not stop.

Even the command post of the South Asian theater of operations received an order: "If the shooting has been fired, then continue to the end, and no one is allowed to try to provoke the theater's attention to the defense line!" ”

With the order to prepare for the South Asian Theater, the officers on the fifth front no longer have any scruples about being dealt with by military law afterwards, and they have only one belief in their hearts at the moment.

That is, resolutely guard the integrity of the front!

The corpses of the Buddha cultivators had been piled up in a thick layer of flesh under the battle line, but this did not terrify them, but instead plunged them into an even more complete madness.

All the Buddha cultivators seem to be no longer themselves, and they no longer care about their own life and death, they are all charging with the tide, where the people in front of them are constantly being beaten into blood clots by bullets, they are also stepping on blood clots.

"Buddhahood...... Buddhahood...... Buddhahood. ”

The Buddha cultivators stared at the entrance of the battle line, their mouths kept muttering about their desire to become Buddhas, and their hands stretched out to the front with all their might, looking no different from zombies.

As the fighting dragged on, the soldiers began to change the barrels of their guns in turn, and their guns had been scrapped due to long hours of work, and many of the barrels had exploded.

Rounds of fire, charge after charge, and piles of corpses getting higher and higher......

It wasn't until sunset, when the last Buddha practitioner died on the way to the charge, that the warriors threw down their hot guns.

The soldiers' eyes were already hesitant and their expressions were already in a trance, but fortunately, the officers around them who had been holding up their spirits came in time, slapped them on the head and shouted: "What are you doing in a daze, war is like this, you must kill all the enemies watching him in order to protect what you want to protect!" ”

The soldiers relieved their spirits, and many of them walked out of the defense line in silence, drove the battlefield to sweep the military vehicles, and began to clean up this endless hell on earth.

The chariot sweeper activated, and the front of the vehicle emitted a huge amount of suction, absorbing corpses and flesh all over the ground, and soon filling the storage box completely.

The vulture flew in the dim air, then landed on the corpse and began to eat the flesh as if no one was around.

The warriors would also kill the vultures as they cleaned the battlefield, and even though it was the enemy watching the battle line who died, they still couldn't bear to let the vultures eat the dead Buddha cultivators.