Chapter 287: The Guardian Deity of Buddhism

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Yang Fan said, "A small number of people died strangely, but the vast majority of people were killed, and it seems that someone is secretly shooting"!

The fat man was awe-inspiring, and secretly shot out to confuse the public?

But in any case, so many people together can be regarded as having some confidence.

No matter how bold the person who secretly makes a move, he won't be blatant, right?

Hundreds of people gathered together and walked outside, and sure enough, it was much safer.

Can!

I don't know when it started, a melodious song suddenly floated in the world.

The song is eerie, low, sad, and full of despair.

Hearing this song, many people slowed down. It's like being immersed in the song, and I can't help myself.

The song was far away at first, but as time went on, it got closer.

"What kind of song is this?" Yang Fan muttered.

Everyone was listening to the song.

This song is desolate, sad, and inseparable, and the corners of many people's eyes are even moist.

Something is wrong, something is wrong.

Yang Fan felt very wrong, but the song was pervasive, and he wanted to close the six senses, but the song resounded in his mind.

Terrible. The song is absolutely terrifying. Although Yang Fan felt that something was wrong, he still couldn't stop it.

Gradually, Yang Fan found that his consciousness began to become a little blurred.

And many people next to him actually closed their eyes, including the fat man.

The song grew deeper and deeper, more and more urgent.

Even Yang Fan couldn't control it, his eyes gradually closed, and he couldn't bear the temptation of the singing.

A cold breath came to his face.

Yang Fan felt it.

He wanted to open his eyes, but found that he couldn't.

Eyes are tired.

The body is also very tired.

How so?

Yes.

Suddenly, a scream came out, not far from him, and this scream was full of sorrow.

Yang Fan was shocked.

Isn't this the same as the one I heard before? Is the guy who took someone's heart reappeared?

Yang Fan was terrified, it was too terrifying, hundreds of people gathered together dared to make a move?

It's that eerie song, like a hellish requiem.

When the song came along, a group of people were in this state.

He seems to be able to sense the situation outside, but his body can't move, and his eyes can't be opened.

Are you really going to die here?

The cold aura of the outside world gradually intensified.

Yang Fan felt that his body was becoming more and more stiff.

He feels very bad, if he is not careful, he is afraid that he will die here, right?

Airplanes.

Suddenly, a gentle force enveloped the whole body.

This warm current flowed in his body, and his originally stiff body was improved, and Yang Fan found that his body seemed to be able to move.

He opened his eyes and found that it was the effect of the Buddha bead bracelet on his wrist, which released a layer of faint energy that poured into his body, allowing him to resume his actions.

"That's?" Suddenly, Yang Fan discovered a terrifying scene, a famous monk fell to the ground, and his heart was hollowed out.

But he couldn't see anything.

Divine eye.

Yang Fan opened his heavenly eyes to observe, wanting to see what the hell was doing and taking out the hearts of these monks.

He saw a black shadow, and the black shadow seemed to notice that someone was peeping at him, turned around, and let out an eerie laugh at Yang Fan.

"He found me," Yang Fan was suddenly shocked in his heart.

Sou.

The black shadow struck directly towards Yang Fan.

"Grass" Yang Fan scolded, and hurriedly urged the way of cause and effect.

With the blessing of the power of cause and effect, the Buddha bead bracelet on his wrist shone brightly, and a burst of Buddha light shot towards the black shadow.

The black shadow was hit, and his body fell backwards, and his body made a snorting sound, and his body was burning, but he quickly extinguished it.

"Damn, the treasures of Buddhism can't be dealt with" Yang Fan felt that things were very bad, he picked up the fat man and ran into the distance.

The black shadow was hidden in the dark and looked at Yang Fan coldly, he didn't chase it.

It's not that Yang Fan doesn't want to save those hundreds of people, but he doesn't have that ability, the black shadow is too terrifying, you can ask for more blessings.

Out of that area, the fat man finally woke up.

"What's going on?" asked the fat man.

Yang Fan said simply, and almost didn't scare the fat man to death.

He quickly took out his wooden fish and banged it on a bang.

"It's useless for you to knock this now," Yang Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The two of them flew all the way into the depths.

But not long after, a demonic mist rolled up from behind, surging rapidly in their direction.

And the Yaksha in a mural in the void in front of him rushed out directly, and the Yaksha let out a sharp and piercing cry, holding a steel fork, and stabbed directly at Yang Fan.

"Damn, this mural has been resurrected," Yang Fan shouted, holding the Demon Sword to resist.

Bang dang.

He fought with the Yakshas.

And in the fog behind him, a huge, hideous and terrifying Shura also rushed over, and the fat man and Shura fought together.

"These are the monsters in the frescoes, how can they be resurrected?" the fat man looked gloomy.

The tomb of the ancient saint of heaven and earth is too weird.

There are eerie scenes everywhere, and death everywhere.

Moreover, this Shura and Yaksha are very terrifying, and it is not easy for Yang Fan and the fat man to deal with it.

"Yang Fan, I don't feel good, the murals we saw along the way are not two," the fat man said.

", are you a crow's mouth?" Yang Fan rolled his eyes.

Sure enough, something even worse soon happened.

There were alarming fluctuations in the distance, and a terrifying presence was born.

A Buddha with 3,000 arms emerges from the mural.

A three-headed and six-armed demon god also stepped out.

"Sister, these are all the patron saints of Buddhism" Yang Fan's expression became ugly, he felt that things were quite bad, Shura and Yaksha were already difficult to fight, plus the two new existences, so how to fight?

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