While everyone was still immersed in the joy of the New Year, the plague of the demonic barrier suddenly appeared, or rather, when the calamity appeared, it always appeared when it was unprepared, accompanied by a sound similar to the shattering of qi, and a huge fierce bird fell from the sky and descended into the world.

Spread its claws and grabbed a person directly by the shoulder, and then tore the person apart like a tofu crush.

Blood and organs exploded.

Spilled on the ground, spilled on the people around them.

Radiate heat.

Next to him are parents with white sideburns, just talking about the New Year's Festival, the man said that he made some money this year, and bought some good things for his father and mother during the New Year's Festival, bought a bottle of good wine, and pulled cloth to make a fashionable dress, his father and mother were a little reluctant to spend money on the child, and when he said a few words, the man was a little annoyed, and he bought things by himself, and his father and mother followed behind and was a little cramped.

Said enough, enough, the clothes at home can still be worn.

The same is true for the wine of Sanwuwen.

You can't be so lavish when you're trying to save money.

And then in the blink of an eye, he died here.

After his mother was stunned, she almost instinctively pounced on her bloody son, and another fierce bird pounced down, and the old man with a hunched waist picked up a stool from a nearby stall and smashed it with a roar, in front of his wife and children, and then was torn to pieces, and the white-haired and wrinkled woman's eyes wept, and the third fell to the ground.

The tragedy of an instant turned the whole street from the beginning of the festival and joy into a tragic panic.

People are pulling children, or running wildly, all eyes are panicked, and such a picture, at the same time in the entire Zhongzhou capital city more than 200 fang cities appeared at the same time, the tragic blood soaked in such a towering city, fierce monsters fell from the sky, tearing people's flesh and blood, wantonly destroying people's bodies.

The people fled in a panic and hid in the house, but soon they found that the thatched roofs of ordinary poor people, even those in the rich families, the houses with masonry structures and beams could not withstand the chiseling of these demons, and the shivering man who was hiding in the house with his child in his arms raised his head and saw cracks in the masonry.

Fear appeared in his eyes, and the child asked, "Daddy, the house is moving......"

"It's nothing, it's okay."

He smiled reluctantly, then took the child in his arms and turned to face out with his back.

A huge fierce bird slammed down, the man's face turned pale, and suddenly an invisible qi swept over.

In an instant, the fierce bird turned into a pool of flesh and blood.

A talisman appeared in the room, and the white-haired old Taoist held his sword and said, "Don't move." ”

"Stay within the range of the talisman."

"You are ......"

The man's eyes widened, his face turned pale, and before he could ask, the old Dao of the Yang Refining Sect swept out again.

The long sword sweeps, slashes the demons and destroys the demons, and the talisman sweeps out, which is the filth and scattered, which can ensure the safety of the moment.

Before the Daomen Congenital Yiqi was to retrieve the life treasure, and the three talents were complete, the state of the Daoist would always remain at the peak of condensing the Congenital Yiqi, and there would be no decline due to age, but even so, there was still a limit, and the old Taoist's talisman was constantly exhausted, and he knew very well that this was no longer a problem that the Daoist could deal with.

It is impossible for even a real person to solve such a long-planned catastrophe to swallow up millions of people in a city.

However, how can the affairs of the world and the people of the world stand by and watch?

It can't be done, but it has to be.

It has been in vain for 200 years.

"Lang Lang is too empty, and the filth is scattered!"

The old man slashed with his sword.

He tried his best to save people, even though the strength of this body is weak, but after all, he can save people, cultivation requires heart cultivation, and the avenue has never been ruthless.

And more people, after finding that their house could not shelter themselves, chose to instinctively run to the temple and Taoist temple.

There is Jueming Temple in Zhongzhou Mansion City, the temple is huge, quite luxurious, there is a Buddha hall and Buddha hall, among which a thousand Buddha statues, the golden body of the Buddha, are extremely exquisite, can be called a treasure, people are flocking here at this moment, want to come in, but at this time, the door of the temple is closed.

People were outside crying and banging on doors.

But the door could not be opened, the monks' faces were sad, the old host sighed, and suddenly a noisy voice came.

"Noisy, what are you arguing about?!!"

"Ah, Uncle Guardian."

"This ......"

Many young monks got out of the way, and a tall monk with a bit of oily and greedy mouth on his face walked over, with a Buddha bead in his hand, frowned for a long time, raised his hand and pushed away the surrounding monks, walked in front of the old monk, and said unceremoniously: "What are you doing?" Why don't you open the door! ”

"Do you want to see death or not save it?!"

The old host said sadly: "The guest rooms are already full of people. ”

"All the monks are here, give up the house to the people, and demons will fall from the sky."

"The house in the temple has been stained by the incense gas machine for a long time, and it can still resist a little, without the shelter of the house, the common people will also die when they come here, and it will attract more demons, in that case, the people who are hiding in the house now will also die...... True mirror, do you want to save some people, or do you want to save them all, but you let everyone die, do you understand the choice? ”

"Disciples of Buddhism, Shang Ke has the strength to fight, and he will protect this person hiding in this temple."

The monk Zhenjing of the temple was silent, and suddenly scolded: "Silly bald donkey! ”

"I have a way!"

He turned around and strode away, and went directly to the Thousand Buddha Hall, and even with a broken sound, he could hear the sound of the Buddha statue breaking, and the monk actually directly smashed all the Buddha statues that had been enshrined for thousands of years, and then threw them out of the hall like garbage.

In the end, he didn't give up, and went straight to the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the old monk was stunned, and then he was shocked, and said:

"True mirror, what are you going to do?!"

"Do what?"

The monk laughed loudly, many monks were frightened, rushed together, and were immediately shocked, seeing the monk carrying the statue of the Buddha of the Daxiong Treasure Hall on his back, step by step, his eyes raised, because he was carrying the Buddha, so no one dared to block his way, let him go out, and said:

"Practice the Dharma and save people!"

"Isn't there a house? Hahahaha, old man, you're still not as smart as me. ”

"You might as well give it to me!"

"The Thousand Buddha Hall has been burned with incense for thousands of years, all disciples, take the statues of the Buddhas, burn the Buddhist scriptures, and form a big array!"

"Yes!"

The monk Zhenjing laughed loudly: "My disciple, open the door!" ”

Those monks who were still young hurriedly ran to open the door, and people rushed in together, and you pushed and shoved me, and I wanted to stuff myself directly into it, chaotic and noisy, with crying, noisy, shouting, scolding, and so on, extremely chaotic, all wishing that all the people in front of them would fall behind them, but suddenly I heard a roar:

"If you make any more disturbances, the poor monk will throw you out in unison, smash you to the ground, and smash you into flesh to attract demons!"

Everyone was frightened, their hearts seemed to stop, and they turned their heads to see a monk standing there, who was the monk of the temple.

His eyes lit up, and he said in a deep voice:

"The disciples of Buddhism form a stick formation, the younger ones go first, then the young people, and finally the old people."

An old man with a sense of alcohol said angrily: "Why?!" Doesn't it say respect for the old and love for the young? ”

Zhenjing sneered: "You have lived for decades, you don't have many years to live, the young man still has decades to live, do you go in and let the young man wait outside to die?" ”

The old man was stunned and said angrily: "What kind of monk are you!" ”

The monk scolded back directly: "I'm just such a monk, if you love to come, don't come and go!" ”

In the end, those who can come here alive, the people nearby are allowed to be included in the temple, the monks smashed the statues of the Thousand Buddha Palace, and used these statues that have absorbed thousands of years of incense to write Buddhist scriptures, on the walls, on the pillars of the temple, the dignified Buddha Gate is lucky, bright and upright, the real mirror stands outside the temple gate, with his eyes closed, his expression is calm, and his shoulders are loose.

The statue of the Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall fell to the ground heavily, blocking the mountain gate.

The Buddha was merciful and looked ahead.

Zhenjing held a long stick of mixed iron, and behind him were monks who were either young or no longer young, and said:

"Everyone, let's form a formation."

"Yes!"

So many people are so noisy and noisy, when they are running, they have attracted many demons, the real mirror eyes are slightly open, in the loud shouting, waving a long stick into these many demons, the long stick is swaying, extremely heavy and domineering, Buddhism is compassionate, but put on such a heavy weapon, it is a blunt weapon that specializes in armor breaking, and its martial arts have reached the first rate in the world.

The realm of Buddhism is already equivalent to the innate Yiqi of Taoism, and it can also be the host of a temple.

Even a demon in scale armor can't withstand his full strength, and will be beaten into flesh.

At this moment, he held a stick in front of him to block the demons, blocking most of the attacks, and many disciples were assisting on both sides, but the momentum of the demons was too fierce, when there was turbidity everywhere, there was a clear air here, just like the fire in the dark, it was obvious, and the demons were killed layer after layer, almost never broken.

Gradually, there were casualties among the young monks.

A monk screamed, was caught by the demon when he waved the stick, and then was dragged directly over, and was eaten clean in an instant, and many monks' sticks were stunned, and the real mirror shouted angrily, and the round stick in his palm was swept away, and his own Buddhist qi burst: "Steady!" ”

"Steady!"

"Buddhism is happy when it is silent, not bitter, not bitter ......"

Zhenjing gritted his teeth, and the iron rod in his palm danced like a dragon to defeat those demons, and the monks resisted the demons for more than a stick of incense, but before the scriptures were finished, suddenly a woman's voice came: "Help, master, master, help......"

Many monks saw a woman stumbling and running, so injured that she was almost dying.

He also had a child in his arms.

She saw the monks over there, two lights came out of her eyes, before being held up by a fierce demon wolf, her hand was raised, and the child was thrown to the monks in front, even if she knew in her heart that there must be something different, the real mirror still subconsciously stepped forward, swept the blade in her hand, smashed the heads of several demon wolves, grabbed the child with her left hand, and then her wrist hurt.

The boy hugged him and bit him hard.

It actually bit through the body of Buddhism.

Zhenjing lowered his head in a daze, and saw that the child's body had been infected with miasma demonic energy, and there was a wound on his neck that exposed white bones, obviously having been killed for a long time, and when he raised his head, he saw that the woman had peeled off her skin, and the appearance of a mandrill appeared, Zhenjing's body trembled slightly, roared angrily, and made a lion's roar, and the sound shook back these demons for several steps.

took a few steps back, lowered his head, and saw that the child's face still had fear remaining, but it was parasitized by demons, and at this moment he was in a posture of neither life nor death, still looking up at the monk, and there was still a trace of humanity, and tears of fear were shed in his eyes.

I saw that there was a five-colored silk thread woven on her wrist to ward off evil spirits.

True Mirror looked sad, her left hand was bitten by the demon, and her right hand was raised and gently pressed on the child's face.

"Sorry......"

The light qi of the Buddha Gate vibrates.

It directly dispersed the child's qi.

The demon biting his wrist did not let go, this was a demon that specifically broke his body, he could feel that the miasma had entered the body from his wrist, and this bite was extremely hard, he had seen the muscles and bones, the monk was silent, and suddenly snatched the ring knife from the hand of a disciple, and directly cut off his wrist.

The expressions of many monks changed suddenly.

Holding the knife in his right hand, Zhenjing blocked the flow of blood with his physique, and said angrily: "Formation!" ”

On this day, Jueming Temple blocked the demons that attacked like mountains and seas for almost an hour, and finally the entire temple was written Buddhist scriptures, when the formation was completed, it exuded a warm Buddhist atmosphere, and temporarily closed the miasma and evil qi, and only six monks were left alive outside.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!"

Zhenjing held the knife in his right hand, and pushed the monks on his left and right with his left arm, but they all seemed to have red eyes and refused to leave, and the monks roared angrily and made a lion's roar, which shook the bodies of these disciples, and only then came back to their senses at this moment, their eyes were full of tears, and they were still only ten years old, and said:

"Uncle Inspector, they're all dead...... Ours, my brother in the room, I'm the only one left......"

The true mirror replied, "The Buddha's silence is happy. ”

"Don't be bitter, don't cry ......"

He rubbed the monk's head with his severed arm, laughed, and suddenly a huge force exploded, directly throwing the young monk into the wall, the young monk reacted, and when he was about to say something, he had already fallen, and when the real mirror turned around, when the ring knife flew out, it tore out a large piece of blood, and then threw the disciples over the wall one by one.

With a kick of the right foot, the statue of the Buddha fell directly like a rolling stone in a high mountain.

Zhenjing strode towards the gate, wanting to take off, but his body sank, but he saw two former monks, after his death, invaded by miasma, swallowed by demons, holding his feet, so that he could not get up again, the door of the temple opened a gap, and the monks inside were anxious to let him in quickly.

"Close! Close the door! ”

The real realm roared: "Close the door, old monk, seal the array!" ”

"No further entry!"

"No one is allowed to enter again!"

"We'll seal the formation when you come in, we're ready!"

"Fart!"

The real mirror used all his strength to shake away the demons, and then pounced in front of the door, lifted his right foot, a long stick flew up, held it in the palm of his hand, swirled and swept away, and scattered several demons, he saw that these demons seemed to know that the formation was about to be accomplished, and he became more and more crazy, if he stepped into it, he would inevitably follow in.

With a ruthless heart, the cooked copper rod in his palm slammed through the cymbals outside the heavy mountain gate, sealing the door from the outside.

Then, with his hands folded, he locked the cooked copper stick in his bent elbows, and the strength of his body rose up, turning into a second chain.

"Lock the array!"

"Uncle Shi......"

"Formation!"

The monk outside the door roared, his body was already close to the limit, suddenly his body trembled, lowered his head, and saw that his abdomen was pierced, and the little remaining strength quickly dissipated, the blood vessels on his face were red, and he felt the evil qi invading his body, and his hands, or one hand and broken wrist, were still barely making the posture of offering to the Buddha, and his eyes drooped slightly.

The monk inside the door gritted his teeth, burst into tears, and wrote the last step of the Buddhist scriptures.

"Everything has a way to go."

"Like a dream bubble."

"Like dew and like electricity."

"It should be seen as such."

Zhenjing recited the last four sentences, felt the warm Buddha light flowing, smiled slightly, and lowered his head to recite.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

I didn't finish it.

The body has been torn apart, the bones have been shattered, the flesh and blood have been eaten by demons, and the soul has been swallowed.

………………

"Run!"

"Run!"

There is frequent chaos in the city, more than 200 square markets, millions of people, when there is chaos, there are even more crazy people in such an environment, but to do some evil things that they dare not do, the vendor who sells sesame cakes quickly rushed to his home, all the way to the demon attack, he was hit by this actually very heavy car.

Suddenly, a bird was killed, and he rolled forward, and while avoiding it directly, he skillfully stretched out his arm.

At this time, it was discovered that his arms were actually extremely long, very similar to the requirements of the ape arm of the samurai selected in the army.

Directly clamped the neck of the fierce bird, with the help of its forward momentum a rolling force, homeopathic dagger into its neck, killed the monster, hurried to the house, eyes were red, back home, but found that his wife and children were there, this man was relieved, hugged his wife and children, and his body trembled.

"It was the Taoist of Chunshengguan who came and left us a talisman."

"Say, it's good to say that this charm is here."

Only then did the vendor who sold sesame cakes understand, and said, "Chunshengguan? The Taoist ......"

"The two young Taoists also bought sesame cakes from me, and they came to me when I was sick...... I don't know which Taoist temple it is, but it's all too good, too good...... It's great that you're all right......" A little girl who was only five years old hugged her father's leg, also scared.

His wife pleaded softly, "Let's hide here, and the Taoist elders will settle these things......"

“…… Well. ”

"Don't go out, okay?"

The woman's voice bordered on pleading.

“…… Well. ”

There was the sound of people screaming outside, the peddler of sesame cakes gritted his teeth, his body trembled, this wife who would take care of himself without sleep when he talked to the young Taoist seemed to understand something, stretched out his hand and touched his cheek, took a few steps back, his face was full of sorrow, turned to get a package, it was a key, and handed it to the peddler.

“…… Take it. ”

“！！”

The man pursed his lips, hugged his wife, and strode to the corner of the room.

The old man who sold five-colored silk threads to ward off evil spirits outside was knocked down by a monster, and felt that he was going to die, and when his face was full of sorrow, he suddenly heard a dull voice, and a thing flew sideways, and hit this monster directly, I don't know what it was, it was so heavy, and the demon was smashed to pieces, and the blood pounced on the old man's face.

The object slammed into the ground.

The old man raised his head and saw the man striding out, flying up and slamming directly on the body of a monster, it seemed that there was a secret injury, he was particularly susceptible to infection before, and such a violent movement made him cough, but the monster was beaten back by him, and the thing wrapped in white trembled, as if a tiger roared.

The package spread out, and inside was a huge iron box, and the man turned over and opened it.

Reach into it.

In an instant, as if the liquor was spilling the blade, the eyebrows of the man begging for a living in this place were raised, he raised his hand, and the thing was taken out, it was a sword, wide and thick, extremely heavy, showing a dark color, exuding the murderous intent of the forest, drawing the sword, and charging into battle!

There are many, many similar people who show up, and they all end up instinctively choosing to rush to one place.

The armory of the capital city of Zhongzhou.

The ordnance officer who was hiding in the warehouse was arrested, and his body trembled as he looked at the men in front of him.

"Demon claws, we need armor."

"You just need to protect the vital points."

The ordnance officer's face was pale: "Opening the armory without permission is a big crime, and it will be beheaded!" ”

He swallowed, took out the key, and said, "So, can you please knock me out?" ”

"In that case, I will only be exiled at most, and I will not die in the execution ground."

He took out the key, pointed not far away, and said, "Inside this room is the spare armor of the Zhongzhou Baihui Army." ”

"What about the other side?"

"Over there? It's all old armor over there, and all the soldiers who are from Zhongzhou and have retired from the army are put there, and they will be transferred if necessary...... Well? Do you want those old armors? There are all types of new armor, and if you have the old armor, there may not be anything suitable for you, and the formed army armor is in circulation, and what is placed here are those ......who have been abolished and the name of the corps has been abolished."

The armoured officer seemed to understand something, and his body trembled slightly.

The man replied:

"No, there will be."

……………………

"Hold on, hold it all for me! The deputy city lord has already killed to find a way to reactivate the qi luck formation, the formation in this city has now partially recovered, at least these bastards can't fall from the sky, but they can still kill through the city gate......"

"Before the Humane Qi Luck Formation is activated, everyone is dead here, and they can't retreat!"

The defenders of the capital city of Zhongzhou widened their eyes and roared, a group of soldiers had died here, but because of Zhongzhou, they had resisted the pressure here and never collapsed, but these Zhongzhou soldiers had no experience in fighting demons at all, and the price paid was painful, and suddenly there was a loud noise.

A huge hole was directly opened on the side of the city gate, and a tiger-like demon was killed.

Without human luck, the effectiveness of the military array is reduced, and it is impossible to deal with it.

The guard subconsciously made a judgment and subconsciously wanted to retreat, but when he thought of his words, his face turned hideous, and he said angrily: "What's the matter, people die and birds are facing the sky, and they will not die for thousands of years, Lao Tzu and you have fought for !! "The blood is surging, desperate, and wants to die in his duty, but suddenly he hears a fierce voice that breaks the air, and suddenly makes a big noise.

In an instant, the ink-colored spear broke through the air and directly nailed this demon to death!

The demon screamed a few times, bleeding and not moving, but the tail of the spear still trembled, which showed the depth of its power.

"Inky Spear ......"

The guard muttered, and suddenly remembered the group of people he was ordered to stare at, and remembered the sin army that was scolded by the crowd, he raised his head, turned around, and saw that the road in front of him was black and oppressive, and all the demons were killed.

They wore inky armor, heavy armor, and wore battle helmets and face armor.

The waist is swallowed by the tiger.

There are delicate lines on the shoulders of the armor.

Tokens are hung on one side of the waist, and a long sword is hung on the other.

Their expressions were cold and solemn, they held swords, outermost swords and shields, and then spears formed formations, everything was just like what was recorded in the history books, they smashed demons, they broke through the rain, as if they had come out of the dusk of history, and the history was only seven years in the past, and the guard muttered: "Shenwu Xuanjia Army......"

The leader drew his spear and replied indifferently:

"The former captain of the Iron Cavalry of the Third Army of the Shenwu Xuanjia Army, led the crowd to help."

"Get out of the way, you're no match for them."

His expression softened, and he said, "You've done a good job. ”

The defending army retreated, and inky torrents of steel took over the battlefield.

After seven years of abandonment and seven years of infamy from the world.

The Xuanjia Army of the Shenwu Dynasty once again stepped on the battlefield.

Mojia Xuanyu, calling the name of the army to save the past, helping the good and punishing the evil, and protecting the country and the people.

Kyushu is brave and fierce, and Shenwu Xuanjia.

"Formation!"

The affairs of the world are managed by their own people.

(End of chapter)