Waves of demonic energy poured out along the steps, causing all the vegetation to wither wherever it went.
Realizing that the abbot's face was changing again and again, he immediately put his palms together, and golden light appeared all over his body, condensing into a bell shape.
A single person blocked in front of the hall, blocking most of the demonic energy spurting out.
But there are still many monks who accidentally come into contact with the black mist.
"ah!!!"
These monks fell to the ground, struggling in pain, and all of them turned into human beings or ghosts - or their arms turned into long knives.
Or the abdomen is swollen or the intestines burst,
Or the body size is reduced and the body is covered with strong hair,
Or wings may grow on the back, or giant tumors may grow on the brain...
Thousands of demons and thousands of faces,
The monsters got up from the ground, roared and rushed towards their former classmates.
The familiar senior brother died tragically in front of my eyes.
Most of the monks failed to make a decisive counterattack and just retreated subconsciously.
The result was that hundreds of people were knocked down, bitten, and killed by the monster.
Blood was splashed on the ground in front of the Main Hall. The monks screamed and died, and the clarity in their eyes faded.
Only the mutilated body, still driven by the demonic energy, staggered up.
"OM!!!"
The presiding officer pinched the Dharma seal with his hand, opened his mouth wide, and made a sound like a bell, which echoed excitedly in front of the hall.
The sound of Buddha, roaring like a lion and thunderous, can directly point to the heart, clarify the spiritual platform, and drive away distracting thoughts.
However, the evil energy that infects people penetrates deep into the bone marrow and can directly change their bodies and even their minds.
The distressed Buddha's voice only made all the monsters freeze in their movements, and then they went into the next round of killing.
Like a pot of thick ink dripping into a water vat,
A large number of fierce demons who were not afraid of death broke through the defense line of the monks and pounced on the ordinary monks and the numerous pilgrims in the audience.
This was a one-sided killing,
The stumps and broken arms flew high into the air, and the rich blood rushed straight into the sky.
Monsters infiltrated by demonic energy have extremely tough bodies, and their strength and speed are far beyond that of ordinary people. Neither the Buddhist sounds nor the spells have very good effects.
And as long as a person's limbs directly come into contact with the demonic energy attached to the monster's body, no matter whether the cultivation level is high or low, whether the will is firm or weak,
Everyone will be infected and assimilated by the demonic energy. In just a few seconds, a monster will be "freshly baked".
Only by cutting off the head and amputating the limbs can it be stopped.
There are nearly 10,000 monks on Lingtai Mountain, but only 800 are true practitioners, and they are scattered throughout the square.
There was no time to contain the spread of the demonic tide.
In an instant,
Cries, screams, roars, roars, cutting sounds...
Countless chaotic sounds overlapped together,
The square in front of the temple has turned into a hell of Shura.
Xia Jun, the prince of Zhou Kingdom, stared blankly at the scene in front of him, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
When he was studying at Zhou Academy, he also went with the army to the deep mountains and forests to wipe out bandits, rebels, and demonic cults.
At that time, I looked at the corpses all over the ground, and the dead people who were piled high in the capital with their eyes open,
He vomited for a while, and after he regained his composure, he thought that the killing scene described in the book was nothing more than that, and he would never lose his composure again.
Until...now.
"Your Highness comes to his senses!"
Xiao Da shook off the attacking monster with a sword and shouted sharply at Xia Jun.
Xia Jun just woke up from a dream, used his flying sword, cut the monster in half in the air, and looked around.
The situation is now extremely chaotic.
In the open space in front of the temple, the living people who had not yet been contaminated by the demonic energy were terrified and ran away in all directions.
A rich man with a big belly barely ran a few steps, tripped over a broken limb on the ground, and fell to the ground.
He had no choice but to wave his crutches and shout for the servants to carry him, but no one paid any attention.
Until the demon caught up with him and stabbed him through the heart;
A couple held each other's hands and fled outside. The husband suddenly felt a cold shoulder while running.
Looking back, he saw that his wife had been smeared with demonic energy, and with red eyes, she tore off one of his arms, put it in her mouth and started to chew on it;
Originally mixed among the pilgrims, there were many monks.
But the current environment is too chaotic, and the demonic tide is spreading too quickly.
When they raised their weapons, they were already facing thousands of monsters rising from the ground.
The monks from all sides looked at each other, and some of them immediately jumped into the air and fled from here.
The other part shouted towards Abbot Wu: "Abbott, quickly untie the mountain guarding formation! Let's rush out together!"
"It can't be solved!"
The abbot was in trouble and said sternly: "It will take at least half an hour to open the formation from the inside out!"
Half an hour? Now even half a quarter of an hour is not enough!
"Once the demon Buddha in the Mahavira Palace wakes up completely, the entire Jialan Sect will be beyond redemption."
An elder with a white beard swung his Zen staff and smashed the head of a monster. He didn't bother to wipe the blood on his face and threw the Zen staff like a spear, pointing directly at the old scholar who was leaning on the wooden table in the hall.
call out--
The iron ring on the Zen staff clanked, and the staff was as fast as lightning, piercing through the three monsters blocking the way.
The old scholar still lowered his eyes, without any intention of evading - there was no point.
I saw the flying Zen staff flying slower and slower in the air, and the golden light on its surface rapidly attenuated and dimmed, until it completely lost its power and fell to the ground.
The Misu hourglass poured into the sand of time can distort the time around it by itself just by running on its own.
No force can penetrate time.
"..."
Seeing this, the white-bearded elder took a deep breath and shouted: "Amitabha Pure Land!"
His cassock is flying, and the Buddha's light shines all over his body, spreading to the surrounding monks, using each monk as a node to form a "breakwater" that isolates the evil energy in the Mahavira Hall.
"Everyone, don't retreat! Only by blocking the demonic energy will you have a way out!"
The elder shouted loudly to the monks, turned to the abbot and said quickly: "Abbott, open the altar and call the mountain guarding formation, and use the formation to destroy the entire palace."
I understood what he meant instantly,
The demon Buddha that Grandmaster Jialan transformed into is absolutely impossible to resist by human beings. Only by relying on the mountain guarding formation with the power of destruction can it be possible to compete.
You can't run away, you can only fight.
He immediately gritted his teeth, sat down on the spot, and took out a string of white jade beads from his arms.
There are as many as two hundred beads in this string. The material is fine and the surface is engraved with Zen scriptures with fine gold threads. It is the centerpiece of the Jialan Sect's mountain guarding formation.
"Protect the abbot!"
The white-bearded elder clasped his palms together to repel the running monsters. Other practicing monks followed suit.
Sit down around the enlightened abbot, bang the wooden fish, chant Buddhist sutras, and fight the evil spirits with the light of the Buddha.
The monks who had not left at the scene saw that the monks of the Jialan Sect stayed in place to set up defenses. They also recognized the current situation and cooperated with the remaining monks to defend against the surrounding monsters.
"what should we do?!"
Xia Jun asked quickly, "Fight or flee?"
Everyone was brought to the eve of the destruction of Jialan Sect three hundred years ago in a daze. All they wanted was to return to their hometown, but in the current situation, it was unknown whether they could survive.
"..."
Jiu Fenghai clenched his fists. He also wanted to escape from here and try again to see if he could break through the mountain defense formation.
But there seemed to be a voice in his subconscious mind reminding him that if he broke into the formation without permission, he would only die miserably.
"Let's go help..."
Before Jiu Fenghai finished speaking, Li Ang interrupted decisively: "Go to the pagoda!"
Everyone turned to Li Ang, who had no fluctuation in his eyes and held the iron box of unknown origin tightly in his hand.
Misu's hourglass and sand of time that can reverse time;
The missing fourth Buddha statue;
engraved iron box;
A sudden triggering of time travel;
...
All the clues I have been getting converge into a straight line in my mind,
He already understood the way to break the situation.
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