After casually throwing Canaan's body into the bag, Wang Ye's expression suddenly became very sad and angry, and he shouted: "How did you know the time of my weakness?"
"I am Buddha!"
"I won't let you go!"
Along with this sad and angry voice, the arhat's shadow gradually faded and disappeared into the sky.
In the city, the old monk from the anti-bone sect was obviously stunned, while everyone from the old sect was surprised, stopped everyone who wanted to go over to support, and started fighting.
Wang Ye quickly used a mask to transform himself into Canaan and put on his clothes.
At this time, only sixteen of the three hundred Buddhist soldiers were left, and all of them were injured.
Wang Ye looked at everyone with a solemn expression: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
"Now, you can change your clothes, mix among ordinary believers, and find an opportunity to leave the Buddhist Kingdom."
One of the middle-aged Buddhist soldiers suddenly smiled: "No need, Minister Zhang has other arrangements for us."
The other fifteen people nodded.
Wang Ye took a deep breath: "You have given me a deeper understanding of Tianzhu."
“It is Wang’s honor to work with you.”
After saying that, Wang Ye turned around and left the Buddha Temple and closed the temple door.
These sixteen people stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking at each other with a hint of relief in their eyes.
"The human race will never be destroyed."
"The light lasts forever."
One of them muttered something as if muttering to himself, and the others whispered in agreement.
Deep in their eyes, there was a trace of fear and longing for a better future for the human race.
then...
One of them slapped his companion beside him.
One after another.
No one committed suicide. If he committed suicide, there might be some traces. This kind of mutual attack seems more coordinated with the scene at this time.
...
There were fifteen more corpses on the ground.
The body of the only remaining person was shaking a little, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he smiled bitterly: "Why, I am the last one..."
"I'm so afraid of death..."
"May the human race be free from worries."
Finally, he staggered into the main hall, grabbed one of the old monk's hands, and slapped his forehead heavily. Blood flowed down, and he slowly fell to the ground. It looked like...
It's like protecting Wang Ye.
Outside the temple.
Wang Ye did not leave, he just leaned against the wall and raised his head to look at the sky.
The faint layer of smoke always hangs over the sky, lingering.
He slowly dug out a pack of cigarettes from his bag and lit one for himself. This was his second time smoking.
Listening to the sounds coming from inside, his hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly and he took a strong puff.
This time, instead of coughing, he inhaled the smoke into his lungs and exhaled it from his mouth.
It seems that at this moment, his complicated emotions have eased a little.
this...
Is this why Zhang Ziliang likes to smoke?
He suddenly understood Zhang Ziliang somewhat.
After there was no sound inside, Wang Ye put the cigarette butt back into the bag and turned back to the Buddha Temple. After passing corpses, he finally came to the main hall and took out a person from the bag, who was exactly like himself.
It's just that this person has no intelligence.
He slapped the clone on the forehead, letting the blood flow down the forehead, and finally threw it to the ground.
After doing everything, he turned around and left, walking very quickly, as if he was escaping from something.
After leaving the Buddha Temple, Wang Ye rubbed his face vigorously. Soon, his expression gradually became cold and calm, and soon became a little irritable.
The battlefield that belongs to him is not over yet.
Transformed into Canaan, he rushed towards the battlefield in the distance, shouting repeatedly: "The guilty one is innocent and has been punished!"
After saying that, he rushed into the camp of the old school. His face was a little pale at this time, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth: "Wuwang still has a trump card. The three elders who were the villains before their death have passed away. ”
"And according to what he revealed when he died, within a month, the Buddhas will return!"
"If we don't kill them, it will be too late!"
"The Buddhas of Guangde are on the same side as him. If we don't deal with him, we will not escape death."
"But he is also in a weak stage and does not have any strength."
"Elders, please hold them back, and I will try to see if I can make all the Buddhas in Guangde die with them!"
There was a hint of cruelty in Wang Ye's eyes, as if he had fallen into some kind of madness.
Once you start doing something, you just can't stop.
Wang Ye is dead. There is no explanation for this matter in the end. No one can survive. After all, he is the messenger of Buddha!
The anti-bone sect people were obviously confused.
But they quickly realized that their only way out now was to kill these old monks and avenge Wuwu, so that they could keep the Buddha's throne that they were about to get!
While they were scolding the nonsense, they started fighting!
The desperate efforts of the higher-ups directly affected the Buddhist disciples at the lower levels. For a time, the Buddhist Kingdom was at full war, and there was smoke everywhere.
Wang Ye, on the other hand, quickly rushed towards the small Leiyin Temple on the top of the mountain.
At this time, the entire temple was surrounded by a layer of faint energy, but it was very strong.
"I don't know if that old fox Zhang Ziliang is reliable!"
Wang Ye cursed secretly and took out a small, high-tech-looking thing from his arms with a button on it.
He pressed it.
…
A door made of fingers suddenly appeared in front of him.
Meng Po, black and white impermanence, Zhong Kui, City God.
Wang Ye knew most of them and was even familiar with them. Zhong Kui was about to speak as soon as he came out.
Wang Ye's expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward and covered his mouth: "Stop your voice! Be careful when you strike, don't leave any traces, the Guangde Buddhas are in retreat inside!"
After speaking, he glanced at Po Meng subconsciously, as if to say...
Your teammates are so stupid!
Po Meng glared at Zhong Kui, looked at the energy shield in front of her, then took out the scissors, pointed at the energy shield and cut it.
The scissors seem to have some magical ability.
A hole suddenly appeared in the energy shield, revealing the door inside!
Zhong Kui pushed open the door and stepped in first.
then...
Everyone entered together.
Xiaoleiyin Temple seems to have a large space, but there is only one main hall, which contains a very huge Buddha statue!
In front of the Buddha statue, there are three sticks of incense.
This fragrance looks familiar, Wang Ye has seen it before!
Po Meng and others obviously noticed something was wrong: "Soul-locking incense?"
"Who is sealed inside?"
But soon, they no longer had time to think about the soul-locking incense, because there was a child lying on the Buddha statue, who seemed to be sleeping soundly.
There is a futon placed in front of the Buddha statue.
An old monk sat cross-legged, and wisps of energy passed through the Buddha statue and continued to be transmitted into the old monk's body.
he...
It is absorbing some energy from the Buddha statue.
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