"I'm afraid this place is the tomb of the owner of this temple. If we open it privately, will we violate any restrictions?" someone worried.
There was also a trace of hesitation on the faces of others. After all, they had just watched countless people being blown away by the power in the hall.
Zhi Miao gritted her teeth and said, "Since the strong man allowed us to come in, he must be a gift to us!"
When he saw that no one else was moving, he snorted coldly: "You don't dare, I'll go!"
Zhi Miao jumped up and rushed to the coffin in one stride.
He raised his hand to push the coffin away.
boom!
At this moment, a muffled sound suddenly spread from the main hall.
Sighs echoed in the hall, and the light of the entire temple began to dim at this moment.
"Look at the carvings on the walls." Someone pointed in the direction of the wall.
There were originally some pictures painted on the walls around the hall.
Those are all the lives of the Demon-Feng Dao Lord suppressing evil spirits.
But now, these pictures are beginning to peel off, and some places have begun to fade.
In the scroll, a figure that was originally heroic and mighty began to gradually become blurred, and eventually turned into ashes and fell.
"What happened? Why do I feel a sadness from the bottom of my heart?" someone murmured.
Wow!
Outside the main hall, black clouds gathered over the entire temple.
After a while, blood rain fell.
Those rains of blood seemed to be contaminated by countless wronged souls. In the rain of blood, there was another sigh that echoed between heaven and earth.
"I...I can go in!" Suddenly, a surprised voice came out.
All the people nearby looked over and saw that the monk who had been turned away had now entered the temple.
The power of the temple hall has disappeared!
"Die to me!"
Fa Kuang stumbled in and suddenly took action, slapping a powerful Zhou Tian expert to death.
His attack was so sudden that the powerful Zhoutian man didn't even have room to resist, and his head was smashed to pieces.
Blood immediately sprayed all over the ground.
Fa Kuang directly snatched the storage bag from the hands of the Great Zhoutian monk, played with the magic weapon inside a few times, and said with a ferocious smile: "You dare to rob the Buddha's things, you are really impatient."
He was outside, watching the people in the hall snatch away all the magic weapons, but he couldn't get anything, and he couldn't help but feel angry.
Now, you can finally come in!
"You, leave your things!"
"These treasures are not yours to own, bring them to me!"
Suddenly there was a sound of snatching all around, and those strong men who later broke into the hall began to snatch frantically.
Soon, most of those who were still able to hold treasures were those in the Dharma Realm.
"Zhimiao, come here." Fa Kuang waved to Zhimiao.
Zhi Miao trembled all over and suppressed a smile: "Senior..."
boom!
Fa Kuang suddenly kicked Zhi Miao hard in the stomach.
Zhi Miao's whole body was hunched over, and she suddenly fell limp to the ground.
"I've been waiting outside for so long, and you didn't show any sign at all? Could it be that you don't care about the friendship between the same disciples?" Fa Kuang asked loudly.
Zhi Miao felt depressed in her heart, but Fa Kuang's strength was too strong after all, and he didn't dare to resist at all.
Suppressing a smile, Zhi Miao handed over the storage bag: "Where, this junior has collected these for you and is about to deliver them to you."
"Yes, when you return to Tianyin Temple, you can become a novice monk for the Buddha, haha!" Fa Kuang picked up the storage bag and laughed wildly.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Why did that coffin open by itself?"