Chapter 268

Zen Master, should we kill this Zhuang Linglong first?"

"No!"

As soon as he heard such a suggestion, Zen Master Qindu immediately stopped it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, countless terrible ghost roars between heaven and earth were endless, and countless black smoke and dust came out of the earth, and these black smoke and dust turned into fierce ghosts rushing in all directions in a flash of lightning.

Everyone looked at each other, only to see these ghosts and ghosts one by one, some holding Zen sticks, and some holding Buddhist beads. Obviously, these people must have been one of the many monks in the temple that day. But what is puzzling is that among these powerful ghosts, there are some black-robed people with long belts, iron and silver masks, and they look lifelike!

Seeing countless unjust ghosts waking up from the ground, Zhuang Linglong immediately sacrificed the blood of the divine soldier Rakshasa without saying a word, and frantically absorbed the grievances of the souls in all directions.

As soon as the blood of the Divine Soldier Rakshasa came out, the entire heaven and earth seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood light. Everywhere is the rushing mist of learning, everywhere is the shadow of Rakshasa blood, those who have just awakened the unjust ghosts are absorbed one after another like Rakshasa blood.

"Criminal, if you go against the sky like this, you will inevitably invite great disaster......

The soul of the Extreme Yin Ancestor, who was trapped in the blood of the Rakshasa screamed in horror.

Zhuang Linglong was just desperately absorbing the ghosts, and didn't care about the words of the Extreme Yin Ancestor at all.

The scene suddenly became more chaotic than ever.

After a while, the Ghost Buddha and the Divine Fallacy finally completely suppressed the power of the three artifacts and took them for himself.

At this time, Shen Yu held a golden halberd in his left hand and a purple iron hook in his right hand, and behind his head, the black light turned into a black circle of light.

At the time of unprecedented chaos in this ghost valley, far away on the Heavenly Emperor Island in the middle of the Heavenly Emperor Lake, a middle-aged scribe wearing a white Confucian shirt with a square scarf on his head was standing quietly in front of a purple vine.

"Thirty-seven. ”

The middle-aged scribe said two words quietly.

Then, from the purple vines came the sound of an urn and an urn.

"King Xian, there is a crack in the statue of the sage, I'm afraid this is not a good sign, King Xian really doesn't go to the Ghost Valley for a trip?"

The middle-aged scribe shook his head.

"I don't go, and I believe that there is one person who will not go. ”

The vine named Sanqi pondered for a moment and said, "King Xian, you are talking about him. ”

"Yes, it's Du Fuling. The middle-aged scribe turned around, looked at the misty sky, and said angrily, "Since he came to my Heavenly Emperor Island thirty years ago, he has never been here again, and I miss him very much." ”

"There's chaos in the world, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I'm thinking about whether to meet him. ”

Sanqi was silent for a while, "The world that King Xian said is chaotic, but the world is chaotic for ghosts and Buddhas?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled: "Cause and effect in the world naturally have its place, I think they probably didn't think that such a thing would happen at the beginning, how can they sit idly by now?"

"Alas......" After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he looked up to the sky and sighed, "I'm afraid that even they can't think of this future chaos in the world." ”

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Ghost Valley.

Zen Master Qindu held the Buddha Gate Treasure to the Lotus and quickly retreated, and the light of the Lotus Buddha in his hand flickered, and he resisted the shocking golden divine light of the ghosts and Buddhas.

At this time, Shen Mu controlled many artifacts and was still at ease at all, dozens of Thunder Tribulation masters had been seriously injured, and several slightly weaker cultivators were killed on the spot, their bodies were destroyed, and their souls dissipated.

At this time, the gods are leading the army of unjust souls to approach the entrance of the Ghost Valley step by step, and it will not be long before the situation can force everyone out of the Ghost Valley.

And the erratic Zhuang Linglong has also stopped the slaughter of the righteous monks, and he doesn't know where he has gone.

"Zen Master Qindu, let's withdraw first, and then think about it in the long run. ”

In the face of the unrivaled offensive of the gods, some people have lost their fighting spirit.

Zen Master Qindu didn't speak, but desperately urged the deceased lotus and the divine error to make a final confrontation.

However, even if the righteous monks struggled to support themselves, they could not stop the pace of the gods, and soon, they were all driven to the entrance of Silicon Valley.

At this moment, an overwhelming golden light suddenly flashed in the sky, and a huge golden stupa like a mountain came across the sky.

I saw that a golden Buddha light could be faintly seen in this golden pagoda, and countless Vajra Buddhist texts lingered and flickered on the pagoda.

At this time, the Zen master Qindu, who retreated to the valley mouth, raised his head and saw the golden pagoda that fell from the sky, and his face suddenly became **. And the others looked up, even more dumbfounded, this golden pagoda, isn't it the highest stupa in the Twin Pagoda Temple?

The tallest pagoda of the Twin Pagoda Temple, it is called the Futu Pagoda by the monks in the temple.

This Futu Pagoda stores the relics of the past generations after the death of the high monks, and the Futu Pagoda is the most powerful Buddha power in the Twin Pagoda Temple, and the most pure divine power.

But how did this Futu Pagoda suddenly appear here?

At this time, everyone was puzzled, and they all turned their eyes to the profound Zen master of Buddhism, but they saw that this senior monk was still chanting with his hands folded in his mouth, completely forgetting everything around him.

"Futu is in the world, it seems that this ghost, Buddha and god can finally be sealed. ”

Everyone thought so.

The appearance of the Futu Pagoda undoubtedly brought great hope to these righteous monks who had long been desperate. So the rest of the people cheered up and fought to the death against the gods again.

However, it seems that the goal of this floating tower is not a ghost, Buddha or god at all.

Everyone only felt that the golden light flashed in front of them, and the coercion was everywhere, but they saw that the golden Futu Pagoda actually forced out the three artifacts that had been subdued by the gods.

Only three artifacts could be heard to let out unwilling sorrowful sounds, and after being separated from the control of the gods, they were shrouded in boundless golden light, and they could no longer break free.

At this time, although the three artifacts that he had just obtained were taken away again, he had no intention of snatching them again, but summoned the blood-colored Great Zen Staff again and fought with the monks in front of him.

Originally, I thought that Futu would definitely deter ghosts and Buddhas in the world, but the result was very surprising. Seeing that this Futu Pagoda was intended to suppress the Birth Artifact, everyone's hearts instantly fell to the bottom again.

At the moment, there is no power to stop the fallacy, and most people already feel that there is no point in staying any longer.

Thinking of this, these thunder tribulation masters all began to retreat in the direction of Buddha City.

The god dances the blood-colored Zen staff, like a demon god outside the sky, and takes a person's head where he laughs, but he really looks invincible in the world.

In just a moment's effort, many people have already withdrawn from dozens of miles, and at this time it is less than fifty miles away from the Buddha City, such a distance can be reached in a short time for the master of the Thunder Tribulation.

And at this moment, I heard Zen Master Qindu say gloomily: "Even if you retreat to the Buddha City, the killing intent of the ghosts and Buddhas is scattered, once you get close to the mortal souls, you will inevitably start killing, and I am afraid that it will be too late to regret it." ”

Qindu's words were like an alarm bell in a dream, and everyone couldn't help but hesitate for a while.

Yes, what if you retreat to the Buddha City? Isn't there still no way to fight against the Divine Fallacy, and at that time, won't the mortals in the city be affected by the pond fish and will not be spared?

Moreover, some of the monks among them have distant relatives and acquaintances in this Buddha city.

For a moment, everyone froze.

"Everyone, we might as well hold the ghost Buddha for the time being, and then send the two of us to quickly invite the Heaven Shaking Ding Palace Lord and the Heavenly Emperor Lake Sage King to come and surrender the Ghost Buddha. ”

Qindu proposed with a heavy face.

When everyone was in a dilemma, Zen Master Chindu once again made a proposal that made them feel great hope.

Please ask the Heaven Shaking Ding Palace Lord and the Heavenly Emperor Xian Wang to take action, these two are masters of the Western Continent, and they are naturally responsible for the matter of subduing demons. Now that the situation is in crisis, presumably the two will not stand idly.

As soon as they thought of this, everyone suddenly felt that this method could not be better, and immediately selected two relatively weak people to rush to Zhentianding and Tiandi Lake.

And almost at the same time, on the huge Tianwu Mountain Range, a faint blue rainbow flew out from the twelve peaks of Tianji, this rainbow was like a meteor crossing the sky, drawing a beautiful blue arc in the sky, and then flew towards the direction of Tiandi Lake.

Above the island of the Heavenly Emperor, the pinnacle.

The middle-aged scribe was still talking quietly with the purple vine named Sanqi.

However, at this time, the middle-aged scribe's face was a little gloomy, as if something bad was about to happen.

After pondering for a long time, I only heard the middle-aged scribe say with a worried face: "Sanqi, your heavenly calculation is really out of order?"

After a moment, the purple vine let out a sigh, "Lord Xianwang, yes, I have always been able to accurately exert the power of the Heavenly Calculation Dao with the Incomplete Heaven Observation Easy Number, but right now, it is out of order. ”

Sanqi's voice sounds like a vicissitudes of life, making people feel as if they are cruising in an invisible river of time.

This shows how important this so-called Heavenly Calculation is to Sanqi.

The middle-aged scribe looked up at the sky, and it was the afterglow of the sunset, and the remnant sun was like blood.

I only listened to him talk quietly, "For a thousand years, you have been accurate in every calculation, but today you can't calculate where the person who is about to mess up the world is, maybe, this is really the number of days." ”

"Sanqi's incompetence has disappointed King Xian. ”

Shento Sanqi said with reproach.

The middle-aged scribe shook his head and sighed: "In this world, what should come will naturally come, and what should appear will naturally appear, we can't go against the sky at all, even if we do? ”

Sanqi was just silent for a while.

Suddenly, I saw the middle-aged scribe frowning slightly, looking up in the direction of the sky.

As far as the eye could see, he saw a faint blue rainbow light passing through the sunset and quickly falling in front of him.