Taotao demonic energy poured out along the steps, and all the vegetation withered 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 temple, 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 and the intestines burst out.
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 appearances,
The monsters got up from the ground, roared and rushed towards their former classmates.
A familiar fellow apprentice 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 monsters.
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 held the Dharma seal with his hand, opened his mouth wide, and his voice was like a bell, reverberating passionately 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 caused all the monsters to freeze, 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 Buddhist chants nor 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, and 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 a flash,
Cries, screams, roars, roars, cutting sounds...
Countless chaotic sounds overlap together,
The square in front of the temple has turned into a Shura hell.
Xia Jun, the prince of Zhou Kingdom, stared 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 mountains and forests to wipe out bandits, rebels, and demonic cults.
At that time, I looked at the corpses on the ground, and the dead people who were piled up high in Beijing 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 this, 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.
I had no choice but to wave my crutches and shout for the servants to carry me, 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, her eyes were red, she was tearing off one of his arms, putting it in her mouth and biting it;
Originally, there were many monks mixed in among the pilgrims.
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 defense formation! Let's rush out together!"
"It can't be solved!"
In trouble, the abbot said sternly: "It will take at least half an hour to open the formation from the inside out!"
Half an hour? Even half an hour is not enough now!
"Once the demon Buddha in the Mahavira Palace completely awakens, the entire Jialan Sect will be in ruins."
A white-bearded elder 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 leaning on the wooden table in the hall.
Phew——
The iron ring on the Zen staff clanged, and the staff was as fast as lightning, piercing through three monsters blocking the way.
The old scholar still lowered his eyes, without any intention of evading - it was meaningless.
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 sand of time poured into the Misu hourglass is just running on its own, and it can distort the time around it.
No force can penetrate time.
"..."
Seeing this, the white-bearded elder took a deep breath and shouted: "Amitabha Pure Land!"
His cassock was flying, and the Buddha's light was shining brightly around him, spreading to the surrounding monks, using each monk as a node to form a "breakwater" to isolate the evil energy in the Mahavira Hall.
"Everyone, don't retreat! Only by blocking the demonic energy will you have a way to survive!"
The elder shouted loudly to the monks, turned to Abbot Wu 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 Master 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 escape, 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 eye 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, ring the wooden fish, recite Buddhist scriptures, and use the Buddha's light to fight against the evil spirits.
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 flight?"
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 firmly: "Go to the pagoda!"
Everyone turned to Li Ang, who had no fluctuation in his eyes and was holding the iron box of unknown origin tightly in his hand.
The Misu Hourglass and the Sand of Time that can reverse time;
The missing fourth Buddha statue;
Iron box engraved with text;
A sudden triggering of time travel;
...
All the clues I have been getting converge into a straight line in my mind,
He already understands the way to break the situation.
This chapter has been completed!