The black lotus flower diffused a dreamlike mist, floating and sinking on the silent boundary river, and a group of black-clothed monks looked solemn, with a unique indifference and coldness between their eyebrows. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This scene is very weird, and it makes people feel cold in their hearts when they see it.

"Duh!"

When he reached the huge whirlpool of the river, a black-clothed monk stepped out with an obscure Buddhist voice.

Rumble!

A black bowl soared into the air, spuding out hundreds of millions of dark divine radiance, evolving into one after another Buddha phantoms, sitting in all directions of the void.

Faintly, there are wisps of ancient Sanskrit sounds.

Suddenly, the whirlpool of the river, which had been slowly rotating, stood motionless as if it had been imprisoned.

"The 'Alaya Bowl' of the Jizo Temple! Sure enough, it's ......them" Miss Le was stunned, and her jade face was uncertain, as you can imagine, her inner emotions were destined to be uncalm.

A moment later, the mysterious group of black-clad monks disappeared and entered the whirlpool of the river.

"Who are they?" Lin Xun couldn't help but ask.

By this time, he had removed his evil spirit, and all the figures and treasure ships were revealed.

"They are not simple, and every time they appear, they are accompanied by killing and blood. ”

Miss Le took a deep breath and said a secret of the world.

......

The Immortal Realm, a Pure Land of Buddhist cultivation that was extremely famous in ancient times, entrenched in it is a different Buddhist cultivation force called Jizo Temple.

The forces of Buddhist cultivation in Jizo Temple and the world are different, and they are extremely mysterious and ancient.

The monks who were born in the Dizang Temple are all wearing black monk clothes, turning black prayer beads, holding black jade, sitting on a black lotus futon, and understanding the method of Jizo!

In ancient times, a Bodhisattva-level powerful person in Jizo Temple once issued a supreme wish of "I don't go to hell, who will go to hell", which shocked the nine heavens and ten earths in one fell swoop, and made all the saints in the world shake.

At that time, the Buddhist cultivators who were born in the Jizo Temple were also called "doomers".

Because whenever there is about to be a great calamity or great turmoil in this world, their figure will appear in the world!

Naturally, there is a consensus in the world, that is, whenever the heirs of the Jizo Temple appear, it will inevitably mean that a great disaster and great turmoil are about to sweep the world.

When Miss Le said this, she couldn't help but sigh: "In short, this Dizang Temple is very mysterious, since the ancient wasteland was shattered and turned into the Four Great Realms, its descendants have never appeared in the world again, and many people suspect that they have long been annihilated in the long river of history. ”

"I never thought that after a lapse of endless years, when this great world was approaching, the heirs of Jizo Temple would appear again......"

"Doesn't this mean that when this unprecedented world comes, it will also be accompanied by unprecedented calamities and turmoil?" said Loga in surprise.

"Exactly. ”

Miss Le nodded, this was a predictable thing, and to her surprise, the mysterious Buddhist cultivation force of the Dizang Temple still existed!

This is big news, if it is known by those ancient Dao systems in the world, it is destined to be unable to sit still!

The reason is very simple, the descendants of the Dizang Temple take it as their responsibility to "save the misfortune", but all the characters they regard as evil demons and foreign ways will be "exceeded" by them!

They don't care who you are, and it doesn't matter which ancient force you are a descendant of, as long as you are targeted by them, then wait to be "exceeded".

The most terrifying thing is that the foundation of the Jizo Temple is still extremely terrifying, and they are not afraid of any forces in the world at all, even if they die in battle, they will go forward one after another to "exceed" by them as "heretical" characters.

In ancient times, I don't know how many children of great forces were targeted by the heirs of Jizo Temple, and they were "alive" and exceeded.

Even some terrifying beings who have stepped into the realm of saints have been surpassed by that Jizo Bodhisattva, so you can imagine how perverted this force is.

"No fear, no fear, no fear, what the earth does, do whatever you do, don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" muttered the girl.

No matter how slow Lin Xun's reaction was, he realized that Miss Le seemed to be extremely jealous of this Tibetan Temple.

"How do I feel, this Jizo Temple is very evil, if according to what you say, they are clearly a group of paranoid people who carry out excessive things under the guise of 'doom'. Lin Xun joked.

"Don't make this kind of joke, if you are targeted by them, I'm afraid that you, the Forest Demon God, will also be chased by them. Miss Le said seriously.

Lin Xunran: "If they are really so unreasonable, I will go to hell for them first." ”

Miss Le couldn't help laughing, she admired Lin Xun's courage very much.

"So, the dark blood black phoenix that was sealed here was killed by a Buddhist cultivator in the Dizang Temple?" Luo Jia's heart tightened.

"Absolutely. ”

When Miss Le said this, her face changed slightly, and she said, "We also have to act quickly, those descendants of the Dizang Temple must have the same purpose as us!"

Airplanes!

As soon as the words fell, Luo Jia next to him had already taken action.

She sacrificed a sword, shining brightly with the glory of the sun, dazzling and dazzling, and the sword body was three feet, but it gave people a kind of immeasurable power that passed through the nine heavens and connected to the netherworld.

An indescribable aura of supreme sanctity spread out, causing the void to wail, as if it was bowing down.

Demon Warding Sword!

The sword of Master Luo Luo Sword Saint Ling Jiankong, a sword of the Holy Dao with earth-shattering power!

Swish!

An invisible aura of the Holy Dao spread from the sword body, causing the huge river vortex to be imprisoned in an instant.

"Let's go!"

Lorgar swept over first.

Lin Xun, Miss Le and Shun Baixuan, who had not said a word from beginning to end, followed closely together.

As for Kou Xing, they all stayed, hiding and waiting in the dark, their strength is relatively insufficient, and their lives will be in danger if they enter.

......

Crash~

Entering the whirlpool, it was like falling in the clouds, the four fields were vast, and I couldn't see anything clearly, and my ears were full of the sound of the void vibration.

I don't know how long it took, a bright light appeared in front of Lin Xun's eyes, and he realized that he was about to arrive at the ruins that sealed the remnant soul of the dark blood black phoenix.

It's just that just when he was about to act, the mutation rose sharply-

A demon-slaying pestle smashed into the air, setting off a cold and terrifying black light in the sky, sinking vigorously and emitting a piercing whistling sound.

It was a black-clothed monk, with a resolute and iron-like face with a unique coldness, like a fearless Arhat in the legend.

"Look for death!"

Something unexpected happened, and before Lin Xun could make a move, someone had already taken the lead in attacking, carrying a golden war spear and killing violently, extremely fierce.

It was Shun Baixuan!

With a roar, the black-clothed monk who came to sneak attack was violently shaken back, and the demon-slaying pestle in his hand hummed, and he almost flew away.

Shun Baixuan is unforgiving, covered in gold, surging and terrifying divine brilliance, a war spear is splashed, and he has a posture of sweeping the world, and his power is extremely intimidating.

Rumble!

In an instant, the black-clothed monk coughed up blood, let out a muffled grunt, and slammed his body to the ground.

It was also at this time that Lin Xun and the others finally saw clearly that at the bottom of the river whirlpool, there was actually a dilapidated and barren world of ruins, like an abandoned secret realm.

The world here is gloomy, and the air is filled with a bloody killing aura that has not been eliminated for thousands of years, which makes people tremble.

"You don't study well as a bald head, but you learn from other people's sneak attacks, how can you be so shameless!?" In the void, Shun Baixuan was like a god of war, and his whole body was overflowing with golden divine radiance.

At this moment, he is indeed so fierce that he is a mess, worthy of being regarded as a wizard of the demon king of the mixed world, carrying a golden war spear, conjuring up thousands of spear shadows, smashing the black-clothed monk can't raise his head, constantly being knocked away, coughing up blood.

Lin Xun and the others were all stunned for a while, and their expressions were strange.

Since being brutally beaten and ravaged by Xia Zhi, a god-like girl, Shun Baixuan has been very dull along the way, not saying a word, and looking depressed.

Who would have thought that at this time, he broke out, as if he was venting his long-suppressed emotions in his heart, and venting all his grievances, shame, and resentment to his opponent.

"Die!"

Shun Baixuan roared, his demeanor was arrogant, and with a pop of a golden war spear, it directly pierced the chest of the black-clothed monk, and lifted the opponent's body into the air, and the blood rain was sprinkled wildly.

Blood is spilling, but it can't extinguish the anger that erupts in Shun Baixuan's heart, he has been suppressed for too long, and he is about to hold back his internal injuries.

At this time, Xia Zhi, the girl who brought great psychological trauma to him, was not there, so he finally dared to vent unscrupulously.

It's good to die, the black-clothed monk of this Tibetan Temple just bumped into his hands, and the end is doomed to be a tragedy.

However, Lin Xun and the others would not blame Shun Baixuan for indiscriminate killing, this black-clothed monk was hiding in the shadows before, and suddenly rushed out to attack them, from beginning to end, he didn't even say a word, this hostility was too obvious.

Whoosh!

In the distance, there was a sound of breaking the air, and two more black-clothed monks swept over.

Their expressions were indifferent, as if they had no mood swings, and even the sight of their companions being killed did not make them feel a trace of emotion.

Boom!

Zheng!

As soon as the two appeared, they didn't say a word, one sacrificed a blood-colored Zen staff, and the other waved a black magic stick, and rushed in.

Chill.

Cold.

It's good not to drag mud and water!

This is not at all like those Buddhist cultivators in the world who are compassionate in their hearts, who are decisive in killing, resolute and resolute, and extremely intimidating.

Shun Baixuan was worried that his anger had not been vented, and when he saw this, he shouted that it was good, and he rushed over with a war spear in his hand.

For a time, this piece of heaven and earth was chaotic, the void exploded, and the spirit of conquest rushed into the sky.

But soon, this battle came to an end, and Shun Baixuan showed a peerless demeanor far beyond his peers, domineering and arrogant, and forcibly shattered the internal organs of the two black-clothed monks with a war spear, and died on the spot.

The picture was extremely bloody, which made Lin Xun can't help but sigh, this Shun Baixuan really deserves to be a pervert who is not weaker than Yu Lingkong at all, at that time, if Xia Zhi made a move, or he wanted to take him down, it would take some effort.

"Phew, a bunch of waste! none of them can fight!" Shun Baixuan seemed to be very dissatisfied, and he looked angry.

"Save the strength for now, and when you fight, go quickly. Luo Jia was a little anxious, worried that he would be preempted by those descendants of the Dizang Temple.

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PS: Before 10 p.m. on the fourth watch!