Outside the Qingniu Temple, thousands of mountains overlap.

A silver moon hurried through the thin clouds, the cold mountains were empty, and the roars of monsters and beasts rose and fell in the forest, adding to the loneliness of the night.

In the Qingniu Temple, under the mottled moonlight, a group of Maitreya believers, all wearing masks, slowly surging in the darkness like a group of ghosts, slashing their wrists one by one, squeezing the blood into a wooden barrel.

"The messengers heard me clearly. Jingchen's words were full of temptation, and his voice came far away in the silence: "The true god of Maitreya Buddha will come to the Qingniu Temple after midnight, whoever donates how much blood, the true god will give you as many blessings as possible, and the opportunity is rare......"

The Maitreya followers began to stir, and everyone rushed to the barrel.

"Go find two more barrels. Jingchen whispered an order to the two people beside him, and then shouted loudly: "Don't squeeze the messengers, don't squeeze, everyone can be divided into three teams to donate blood." ”

In the Buddhist hall of Qingniu Temple, the candlelight is dim.

Maitreya Buddha wears a mask on his face, dances a peachwood sword in his hand, and steps on the cloth, like a demon god digging a shallow soil ditch on the ground of the Buddha Hall, and laying a treacherous formation according to the stars in the sky, and streams of blood flow slowly in the formation, and continue to gradually seep into the soil.

Shi Jingui brought buckets of human blood from the courtyard from time to time and poured them into the formation to replenish the blood that leaked into the ground, and occasionally raised his head to look at Maitreya Buddha who was casting spells and chanting, his eyes were full of awe.

"Honorable Winning Hook Monarch, when the full moon has arrived, I will sacrifice blood as a medium to summon the Earth Monarch to appear......"

The sound of Maitreya Buddha's incantation was one by one, and the steps became more and more urgent, and the dirty black blood in the ground formation, under the urging of the incantation, flowed like a stream along the vein of the twenty-eight star dormitory formation, and the rushing speed became more and more rapid.

A mysterious life stirred in blood, struggling to wake up from the nightmare, making a slight gasping sound of clattering, clattering, and whirling, a large amount of blood swirling into the dirt on the ground.

"Win the Gou Monarch, smell the fragrant blood in the earth, and wake up, there are thousands of beings here who sacrifice for you......" Maitreya Buddha sang loudly, as if he were crazy.

Thundered......

A strange sound sounded dullly in the dark, in the mountains outside the Qingniu Temple, there were streams of black gas, the mountain wind blew, and quickly spread everywhere under the moonlight, the black gas was so thick that the moonlight was covered, and with the sound the earth trembled, the surrounding peaks and moonlight shook slightly.

When the heaven and earth are out of phase, thousands of believers of the Maitreya Society look up one after another, some with panicked faces, some with suspicious faces, and some with excited faces.

"The sky descends from the sky, and the true god of Maitreya Buddha is on the world!" Jingchen announced loudly in a hoarse voice: "Everyone donate blood, this is the last chance." Immediately, devout believers rushed to cut their wrists and donate blood.

"Third uncle. Shi Jingui carried a bucket of human blood, gasped and rushed into the Buddhist hall, shouting wildly: "Do you want to win the king of the gou, you have already smelled the smell of blood in the soil, and the mountains outside are moving." ”

Maitreya Buddha grabbed the wooden window, glanced at the black gas permeating the mountains, and shouted: "Jin Gui, when the moon is full, the demon power of King Yinggou is the strongest, and he will definitely be able to break through the confinement of King Qin's formation, quickly increase his strength, and pour blood!"

"Third uncle, why do you want to cast a spell in the Qingniu Temple, wouldn't it be better to cast a spell in front of the tomb of King Qin Ping. Shi Jingui asked while pouring blood into the blood ditch?

"What do you know, there are two major benefits to casting spells in the Qingniu Temple. Maitreya Buddha explained: "Summoning the believers to the Qingniu Temple, first, the believers are easy to accept, and second, if the corpse king Yinggou has been guarding the tomb of King Qin, the third uncle has no chance to go down to the tomb to take the treasure." ”

"Use your nephew to accompany the third uncle to the tomb to get the treasure. Shi Jingui asked?

"No, when Yinggou comes, it will be bloodthirsty and crazy, and the thousands of lives inside and outside the temple can only drag Yinggou for a while," Maitreya Buddha said coldly: "You just follow the instructions of the third uncle, go to Luodu to find your uncle, and I will arrive later." ”

"No. Shi Jingui responded, poured buckets of human blood into the ground formation, and whispered: "If the third uncle gets the baby, don't forget about your nephew." ”

"That's inevitable! The third uncle has no children and no daughters, if it weren't for the sake of a place in his own clan, why take a big risk and use the blood-devouring magic to lure out the winning hook to go to the tomb to touch the treasure. Maitreya Buddha urged: "Now pour more blood, so that the mountain wind is filled with the fragrance of blood." ”

After Maitreya Buddha finished speaking, he unmasked his mask, threw a few pills into his mouth, danced a peach wood sword in his hand, hurriedly pinched the mantra, the blood water flowed wildly in the formation, and a burst of wheezing sound came out of the blood array, the candle flame flickered, the blood flashed, and pieces of red demonic runes soared in the Buddha hall, rushed out of the wooden window, and quickly spread in the night.

"Win the Gou Monarch, smell the fragrant blood in the earth, and wake up, there are thousands of beings here who sacrifice for you......" Maitreya Buddha sang loudly, as if he were crazy.

Thundered......

A strange sound sounded dullly in the dark, in the mountains outside the Qingniu Temple, there were streams of black gas, the mountain wind blew, and quickly spread everywhere under the moonlight, the black gas was so thick that the moonlight was covered, and with the sound the earth trembled, the surrounding peaks and moonlight shook slightly.

When the heaven and earth are out of phase, thousands of believers of the Maitreya Society look up one after another, some with panicked faces, some with suspicious faces, and some with excited faces.

"The sky descends from the sky, and the true god of Maitreya Buddha is on the world!" Jingchen announced loudly in a hoarse voice: "Everyone donate blood, this is the last chance." Immediately, devout believers rushed to cut their wrists and donate blood.

"Third uncle. Shi Jingui carried a bucket of human blood, gasped and rushed into the Buddhist hall, shouting wildly: "Do you want to win the king of the gou, you have already smelled the smell of blood in the soil, and the mountains outside are moving." ”

Maitreya Buddha grabbed the wooden window, glanced at the black gas permeating the mountains, and shouted: "Jin Gui, when the moon is full, the demon power of King Yinggou is the strongest, and he will definitely be able to break through the confinement of King Qin's formation, quickly increase his strength, and pour blood!"

"Third uncle, why do you want to cast a spell in the Qingniu Temple, wouldn't it be better to cast a spell in front of the tomb of King Qin Ping. Shi Jingui asked while pouring blood into the blood ditch?

"What do you know, there are two major benefits to casting spells in the Qingniu Temple. Maitreya Buddha explained: "Summoning the believers to the Qingniu Temple, first, the believers are easy to accept, and second, if the corpse king Yinggou has been guarding the tomb of King Qin, the third uncle has no chance to go down to the tomb to take the treasure." ”

"Use your nephew to accompany the third uncle to the tomb to get the treasure. Shi Jingui asked?

"No, when Yinggou comes, it will be bloodthirsty and crazy, and the thousands of lives inside and outside the temple can only drag Yinggou for a while," Maitreya Buddha said coldly: "You just follow the instructions of the third uncle, go to Luodu to find your uncle, and I will arrive later." ”

"No. Shi Jingui responded, poured buckets of human blood into the ground formation, and whispered: "If the third uncle gets the baby, don't forget about your nephew." ”

"That's inevitable! The third uncle has no children and no daughters, if it weren't for the sake of a place in his own clan, why take a big risk and use the blood-devouring magic to lure out the winning hook to go to the tomb to touch the treasure. Maitreya Buddha urged: "Now pour more blood, so that the mountain wind is filled with the fragrance of blood." ”

After Maitreya Buddha finished speaking, he unveiled his mask, threw a few pills into his mouth, danced a mahogany sword in his hand, and hurriedly pinched the mantra.

The blood and water on the ground flowed wildly in the formation, bursts of wheezing sound came out of the blood array, the candle flame flickered, the blood light flashed, and pieces of red demonic runes soared in the Buddhist hall, rushed out of the wooden window, and quickly spread in the night.