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After Ning Chen followed the two Buddhist Vajras into the secret room, the imperial guards among them were shocked. What hadn't been found yet? Why did the marquis come?

The "hou" all the soldiers saluted and said respectfully.

"Well, you all get out of the way," Ning Chen waved his hand.

"Yes" the soldiers stood up and immediately made way for the space in the secret room.

"Where is the stone slab? Tell me," Ning Chen glanced at the two of them and said calmly.

The two Buddhist Vajra walked to the stone platform where the wooden niche was placed before, and said, "It's just below."

Ning Chen stepped forward and pushed the stone pushing platform, but it still didn't move at all. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Is there any mechanism?"

"No," the two shook their heads and said.

Ning Chen nodded, and he was going to smash it again, right? Very good, this is what he is best at.

With a loud bang, the ink sword was unsheathed, and then there was a loud noise, and the stone platform shattered and scattered all over the ground.

The stone platform shattered and dug half a foot down. Sure enough, a broken stone slab appeared. The pictures and words engraved on it were a little blurry, and it looked like something from the ages.

Ning Chen stared at the stone slab for a long time, his brows getting deeper and deeper. Seeing this, the leader of the imperial guards came over. When he saw this, his expression changed.

The leader of the "Hao" said with a worried expression.

"No need to say more, I have my own sense of responsibility." Ning Chen waved his hand and interrupted the former.

The origin of the golden short sword is written on the stone slab. This is indeed not a Buddhist thing, but a powerful weapon with a demonic nature. A long time ago, the owner of this sword had a great grudge with the Buddhist sect. He used this sword to kill countless Buddhist disciples and Buddhist disciples, stained with endless Buddha blood.

In the end, the first abbot of Du'er Temple could not bear it anymore and devoted the power of the entire Buddha's country to kill the master of the sword for two days. Finally, the sword was buried under the temple for three hundred years, and the resentment in the sword was sealed with the great Buddha Dharma.

The sword is full of the master's hatred for Buddhism and the resentment of the 100,000 killed Buddhist disciples and Buddhists when they were dying. It can be said to be a resentful soldier with a strong demonic nature.

In the next life, the most feared thing is the thought of resentment. This history has always been a taboo in Buddhism. It is buried deep in this dark ground and will never see the light of heaven.

After being sealed by the Great Buddha Dharma, the resentful soldiers have lost their original appearance and become golden Buddhist holy soldiers, but it does not mean that the resentment inside has disappeared.

The method to lift the seal is not explicitly written, and Buddhism is not stupid, and it definitely does not want this magic weapon to be born again.

However, the first half of the stone slab has shown that this is a resentful soldier made of blood from Buddhist disciples and Buddhists. Now it has become a Buddhist holy soldier but it has been sealed because of this.

In other words, as long as the power of resentment is stronger than the power of Buddhism, the sword will be unblocked again.

Since Buddhism can pressure resentment, resentment can also suppress Buddhism. Buddhas and demons are in conflict, and vice versa.

Soon after, they will deal with a innate Buddha in the three disaster realms. Any suppression will come in handy.

"Hao, Buddhists are gathering at the foot of the mountain and are about to come to the mountain." At this moment, a soldier rushed over and reported.

"Hao!" The leader of the imperial guard changed slightly and he hurriedly said.

"No need to say more!"

Ning Chen raised his hand to stop him, then looked at the soldiers around him and said coldly, "Everyone goes out with me."

"Yes" the soldiers respectfully accept the order.

The Buddha in the Buddha Kingdom should have received the news that he could no longer hesitate on the way back.

At the foot of the mountain, the dark Buddhists kept coming from all directions, and there were tens of thousands of people in front of them.

Ning Chen took three hundred imperial guards down the mountain, and looked at the more and more figures gathered at the foot of the mountain, and his eyes became more and more cold.

The number of Buddhists from afar is still increasing. Three hundred imperial guards stood behind Ning Chen, without saying a word, waiting for orders.

"You group of devils, get out of Foshan!" A Buddhist roared in the bustling crowd, relying on the crowd.

"Get out of Foshan!" the other Buddhists cursed angrily.

The voices of tens of thousands of people were like thunder in the gradually dimming night sky, deafeningly, and heard a hundred miles apart.

Ning Chen looked at the Buddhists who were in a mad state in front of him with cold eyes, without anger or pity, just as calm as ever.

The stupid and heartless person is not worthy of any pity. Compared with the soldiers who are still fighting bloody battles in Daxia, they are worthless.

The voices of the crowd went from strong to weak, and as the devil ahead remained indifferent, the deafening sound gradually weakened.

At this moment, Ning Chen spoke, sarcastically saying, "In the eyes of your Buddha, you are just a bunch of stupid talents. Of course, in the eyes of this marquis, you are not even as good as stupid talents!"

Hearing such words, the crowd suddenly became furious, and the anger was instantly catalyzed to the extreme and rushed towards the mountain.

The conflict arose, Ning Chen moved his body, and a golden short sword in his hand drew a terrifying sword light. Suddenly, his broken limbs and arms flew all over the sky, and blood blew like rain.

"Kill, no one stays," Ning Chen said coldly.

"yes"

Three hundred imperial guards received the order, and the sword lights came out, and they rushed into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

In an instant, under the holy land, fearful sounds came one after another, but they could not stop the ruthless sword light from being killed.

The gap between ordinary people without organizational discipline and warriors is so unimaginable that there is only killing in front of Mijie Mountain, naked killing.

Blood flowed, and the soil was washed out by blood and spread across the ravines, reaching ten miles away.

Ning Chen stood on the stone steps in front of the mountain and sacrificed a golden short sword. With his palms, the blood below continued to fly up, and then turned into blood waterfalls that rushed into the golden short swords in the air.

The short sword floating in the air shines brightly, constantly resisting the erosion of the blood waterfall.

The killing continued, and the blood flowed non-stop. The atmosphere of anger, fear, hatred, and despair continued to spread, condensed in the blood, and a strong resentment erupted.

The Buddha light in the sword became more and more powerful, and the resentment in the blood waterfall became more and more intense. When the two collided, they kept making harsh sounds.

At this time, the most tragic night in the Buddha's kingdom, the Buddha could not move, and could only watch the Buddhists at the foot of the mountain being slaughtered by the devils of Daxia.

The soldiers of Daxia possess the strictest discipline in this world, and their absolute belief in obedience has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts. From the moment they received the order, they have no other doubts or hesitation.

The blood waterfall in the sky became more and more majestic, and the Buddha light in it was gradually submerged by the blood waterfall, and it was no longer possible to exude a trace of light.

Three hundred miles away, the abbot of Du'er Temple and the three guardians of the Buddha's kingdom changed their expressions, and were shocked by the powerful resentment from afar.

At the same time, a deep worry flashed across Qingning's face, and her figure flashed past and rushed towards Mijie Mountain.

Under the holy mountain, the miserable screams were getting smaller and smaller, and there were only a few figures left. The golden short sword in the blood waterfall began to tremble, which was obviously the critical moment of breaking the seal.

"boom"

The next moment, the last light burst out on the surface of the golden sword and then shattered. At the same time, the resentment surged into the sky and rolled the surrounding blood waterfalls to form a huge blood column that penetrated the heaven and earth.

Resentful soldiers appeared and blood rain came to the world, as if heaven was crying for the catastrophe on earth, shedding blood and tears.

In the bloody rain, the resentful soldiers gradually appeared, and the sword appearance changed drastically. A three-foot long sword appeared, and the blood patterns spread and the magical nature flowed, making people feel chilled all over.

At the foot of the Mijie Mountain, three hundred soldiers were bathed in blood rain, and there was no one standing around. They knew that from now on, they would be the most sinister person in the world.

Ning Chen did not say much, nor did he apologize. He stood in the bloody rain, quietly waiting for the Buddha in the future.

Half an hour later, four powerful figures walked slowly. Every step they took, the earth would tremble. These are the four most powerful Buddhas in Buddhism.

"Bang bang bang bang bang"

The four of them gradually approached, and all the corpses blocking the road along the way were shaken away, and the Buddha's clothes were not stained with blood and were extremely holy.

"You are blocking them with the three of them." Ning Chen held the blood-patterned sword in his hand, glanced at the leader of the imperial guards, and spoke.

"Yes" the imperial guards respectfully received the order.

This is the final battle, and no one knows how it will end, but they have no choice.

The three ninth-grade Buddhist guardians are the most powerful people in this world except for the innate power. Just standing there gives people a terrible pressure that is hard to shake.

In comparison, the abbot of Du'er Temple seemed ordinary, calm and restrained, without the aura of a warrior.

However, everyone present knew that this was just an illusion. The Buddha on earth has proved his strength countless times.

Ning Chen blocked the Buddha on earth without hesitation.

"The evil demons and heretics have a huge sin, and the Buddha cannot tolerate it, Amitabha Buddha!"

The abbot of Du'er Temple clasped his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name. Then, the whole body was filled with golden light, and the battle to kill demons began.

"There is no Buddha in this world, but only you bald donkeys with false kindness and righteousness. My sins will be punished by God, and it is not your bald donkeys."

After the words came, Ning Chen's resentful soldiers were in great heat. Within ten miles, they turned into blood and covered the clouds and the moon, making people feel terrified.

At this moment, the three Buddhist guardians felt that their inner breath was stagnant, and the Buddha's power was blocked and it was difficult to exert it.

"God's will!" The abbot of Du'er Temple sighed, and took a step forward half a step, his murderous intent in his eyes no longer concealed.

At this moment, a beautiful blue figure came in the distance and landed between the two of them in an instant.

"I'm sorry, I'm late," Qingning said apologetically.

"It's not too late, it's enough to send him to the West Heavenly Face Buddha." Ning Chen's expression remained unchanged and he said coldly.

"Xinkou Junior" Du'er Temple abbot stepped on his foot and turned into a glaring Vajra, and captured it with Buddha's palm.

When the silver spear light swept by, Qingling took a few steps and looked different.

The abbot of Du'er Temple became slower and the power between the moves became much weaker.

Although it is still strong, it is not the kind of unmatched absolute suppression that was previously unmatched.

Ning Chen added the three-point mechanic body and sent a voice transmission, "Don't think too much, this blood-patterned sword was once possessed by a powerful man in the innate realm. It gathered countless resentments and had a counterproductive effect on the Buddhist teachings of these bald donkeys. However, I can't hold on for too long and have to fight quickly. In addition, the flaws of the Vajra Indestructible body are in the Sandalwood."

"I understand!" Qingning responded with a serious face.i1387

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