Chapter 8: The Lost Calamity

The sun and moon are shining, and the sky is dark!

The huge ancient temple and Zen temple are quiet, as silent as death. As far as the eye could see, the blood mist was wafting, the crimson was terrible, and countless corpses were lying around, and they were not blind to death.

The monstrous evil qi floated, coming from all directions, like hundreds of millions of steel needles flying, terrifying, rushing to the face, the skin of the person who pierced the person was painful, and it was cold to the bones.

The bloody artistic conception is rolling, if hell is rising and falling, it is more like there is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood rising and falling. In the middle of the air, a roar rang out, and a blood-colored lightning slashed down, piercing the void and breaking the peace of the place.

On the ground, there were still many people struggling, screaming and wailing, although their limbs were mutilated, they were not completely dead, and their faces were in pain.

In the middle of the earth, a blood-stained monk stood, his eyes vicious and hideous, shaped like a Shura.

The red monk's robe, at this moment, seems to be so piercing to the eyes, as if it is dyed with blood. A generation of Buddhist monks actually set up such a poisonous plan, wanting to slaughter the heroes of the world and kill countless lives.

Surrounded from all directions, there are all masters in the Nine Heavens, who can count the names. At this moment, all the grievances and hatreds of the past can be thrown away, and the enemy in front of him is only this one demon monk.

That monk is undoubtedly the end!

It wasn't that long ago that the end had just broken out.

Although he knew that none of the people present could escape, the sudden appearance of the little fox still let it end in the end, and he felt the pressure doubled, and finally, he made a desperate move.

As if in the middle of the Red Sea, with a flick of the knotted handle, the divine light in his palm was shining, like an autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, rushing forward, avoiding Han Xuanming, unable to get close to him.

On the other side, Han Xuanming came with a silver spirit and blood slaughter in his hand, killing decisively, and slashed out a thousand sword qi one after another, and ten thousand blood lights. The energy is surging, brilliant and amazing, and the blazing light illuminates the cosmos.

Suddenly, a demonic aura surged, coercive and terrifying, like a surging tide, like a rolling wave, with the knot as the center, madly scattered, rushing in all directions.

Playing the sword again, Han Xuanming felt creepy, his back was cold, and there seemed to be an early warning in his mind.

At this moment, both the dust and the world felt that something was wrong, and they all looked at the end together, and said: "Senior brother, such coercion is like a moluo, you ...... What's wrong?"

"Not good!" Han Xuanming screamed secretly, and retreated again and again, not daring to touch the knot again.

When Han Xuanming had just withdrawn, he was shocked when he raised his eyes to look there again. Although Han Xuanming already knew about the identity of the end, he really didn't expect that the other party would reveal his evil spirit so easily.

"He is not afraid...... Is it targeted by so many people present?" Han Xuanming muttered to himself in thought.

On the other hand, where can he manage so much, and now he is thinking about the blood sacrifice to the end, no matter what, in order to repay the sins of the past and make up for his mistakes.

"Amitabha! If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Such a sentence was said in a sad and compassionate manner, full of desolation, and no one noticed that in the corner of his eye, there was also a tear sliding down.

For all this, he was just a bystander, and when he saw the end like this, he could only sigh helplessly: "Amitabha! Senior brother, what are you ...... I still did it!"

In the next moment, it was as if the demon god was reincarnated, his eyes were hideous, and he exuded infinite demonic might.

The moment the demon power rolled in, a radius of 100 meters, as if it was hammered, it immediately fell. In the central area, a fierce blood-colored wind swept wildly, and with a "whoosh" sound, it was like thousands of sharp blades whirling, creating a vacuum.

In an instant, the flesh and blood turned into mud, and the white bones splashed, and no one was spared from the side and a hundred meters away, all of them turned into a puddle of blood and mud, scattered in the air, and splashed to the ground.

When the disaster broke out, Lekang and Jiang Yiming were not far from the end of the road.

Seeing this scene, the two of them were all shocked, their bones trembled, and their bodies were as if they were doused with a bucket of ice water, and the cold of their heads. Reacting, the two immediately retreated, avoiding the surrounding monks, and there was no trace of fighting intent.

High in the sky, when the knot broke out, the blood Bodhi also spun extremely fast. The blood-colored lotus flower, permeated with killing intent, rained down heavy waves of blood, like the roar of the sea, the horror was boundless, and the scene was submerged.

Fortunately, on the lotus, there is still a little fox suppressing, and the magic of Blood Bodhi cannot be exposed too much. Otherwise, the strength of the end will inevitably skyrocket because of this, and I am afraid that there will be no opponent for those present.

Looking at the sky, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he stepped on the ground and rose to the sky.

In front of everyone, it is expected that he has no scruples and shows his true colors, and is hostile to everyone.

Therefore, the first thing he had to do was to kill the little fox, so that the power of Blood Bodhi would be fully revealed, and his strength would increase, so that he could be the enemy of so many masters at the same time.

However, among the people present, who is not a human spirit, how can they not know the idea of ending, and how can they easily let it go?

At the moment when the end was rushed, there were several masters at the same time, who stepped forward to intercept.

Yan Chenxu and Leng Chixia, husband and wife, the two of them were at the forefront, taking the lead, one slashing out endless firelight, and the other hitting the ice and snow in the sky.

At the same time as the attack, the two were also admonishing: "Old man, why is this so?"

Leng Chixia said loudly: "Master Finish, a few of us are old acquaintances and have a deep understanding. You are kind to my husband and wife, and we don't want to go against you, you better stop quickly, it's not too late to turn back!"

However, in the face of the advice of the two, the end did not answer, but just blindly impacted, and went straight to the blood Bodhi and the little fox.

The four ghosts of the Sand River, the four of them get together, and the power is superimposed, which is unimaginable. It's just a single palm, but it seems that the four seas and three mountains are descending together, and the thunder is unstoppable.

"Whew!"

The wind is wild, the mighty is flying, like swords flying all over the sky, endless, very cold, slashed over, at this time there is only one goal, that is, the end.

The six members of the Hell Dynasty no longer served as spectators, and the six joined forces to attack together, turning into a lightning attack. I saw that the six divine lights impacted, intertwined and entangled, and the void that hit was broken, and the heavens were damaged.

"Aang!"

Kinmen Dragon King Ye Feng attacked, his right hand pinched into a dragon claw, and when he tore in the air, the space shattered, and a golden dragon appeared, with iron armor and golden scales, and his eyes were shining, and he roared towards the end.

Even the Big Dipper Seven Kills, who had already been seriously injured by Han Xuanming, these people, at this time, were also with everyone, with the same breath, without sparing their hands, and sacrificing all their strength to exterminate the end here.

Han Xuanming was naturally among the people who made the move.

The silver spirit and the blood slaughter were held high, and the two swords burst out at the same time with peerless divine power, blooming with a large area of brilliant brilliance. In an instant, the sword light rushed into the sky, endlessly, cutting off the heavenly dome.

The two long swords soared, as if they were a hundred zhang long, like silver and red, and the two demon dragons fell into the air, approaching the door of the knot, and smashed them hard, leaving no room for it.

In different directions, there are more people shooting, in order to save their lives, it can be described as desperate.

Looking at the people present, there was only one Master, standing in the distance, just watching the battle, his eyes wrinkled, not knowing what he was thinking.

Besieged by so many masters, in the face of countless masters, with all his might, even if the end is an iron King Kong, he can't resist, so he can only temporarily avoid the edge and fall down.

Falling to the ground, he looked around, smiled coldly, and on his face, an endless chill spread.

"Good, good, very good!" said the end of the smile instead of anger, the cruel smile on his face made people frightened and deeply frightened.

Around the end of the perimeter, in all directions, there are people on the defensive. A group of people, staring angrily, with their energies circling all over their bodies, and their divine light shrouded in divine light, they would strike at any time and put the knot to death.

Farther away, there was a group of weaker guys, or some ordinary mortals who had come here, who had not cultivated. At this time, this group of people, all trembling, trembling all over, could not resist the terrible coercion of the end.

The end knows that today's blood sacrifice, although it is to kill all the masters present, but the plan is in chaos. At this moment, he was hostile to everyone, and it was difficult to win with one blow, and it was only in vain to entangle him like this.

"Let's get rid of the people around me who are eyesore!" Thinking about it, he made up his mind.

After that, the end walked through the crowd, but did not collide with the masters, and picked some weak ones to kill the enemy with one move.

The whole person is like a grinding wheel flying around, impacting the Quartet, crushing one body after another, although he is a high monk, he does not have a little compassion, and the weight of killing intent is not much better than the Shura killing god in purgatory.

"Ah......h

The killing light swirled, the blood flew out, and the screams were endless, and every approach to the end was bound to take a person's life and make his life die.

"Phew!"

The palm of his hand was raised, and he slashed forward, and a beautiful woman in front of him was immediately divided into two halves, and her body fell heavily to both sides. The bewitching demeanor of the poor generation will never be restored, and the fragrance will disappear, and the death will be so miserable.

"Poof!"

Five fingers slashed, like a magic sword sharp, cut directly at the throat of a monk, cutting it open, and suddenly, blood splattered, like a spring, the scene was simply terrifying.

"Boom!"

Leaping high into the sky, he kicked out, shaped like lightning breaking through the air, straight to the opponent's chest, and crossed the past.

The man was still stunned, and when he looked down, he saw that his chest, which had already become a black hole, had been opened. The man then shouted, terrified, but the next moment, a body fell apart and fell backwards.

The action of closing was really fast, and the masters present did not have much mercy for the rest of the weak, and for a while, the killings were everywhere, and I don't know how many people died.

On this day, the thousand-year-old ancient temple and the holy land of Buddhism finally became an ancient killing field.

A thick layer of blood had accumulated, and on the ground, there were large patches of bleak and absolutely red. The blood flowed so freely that it meandered like a small river. On this day alone, you can imagine how many people died here.

The corpses are piled up, the blood mist is shrouded, the white bones are dazzling, and it is really a human world!

When a slaughter is over, the people in all directions fall down, no matter whether they are dead or alive, none of them can stand up again, but let out a scream of "babbling" and crying out in pain.

The yin qi drifted away, the ghosts wailed, and all around, it rained blood, and the scenery was terrifying and boundless.

The end stopped, his preliminary plan had been completed, there were enough dead people on the scene, and what was needed next was the blood souls of those strong people.

Ghost shadows filled the air, and a heavy black shadow floated out of the knotted body, and the resentment was endless.

These ghosts, all of whom were killed by cruel means, have become the helpers of the end and the enemies of the masters present.

Looking around, this time, the end of the spearhead was aimed at the so-called masters who were still alive.

A blood sacrifice is about to begin!