As Mu Qing spoke, the blood rolled even harder.

A piece of cloth made of unknown material sticks out of the corner of the well, bent slightly, like a person pinching his fingers and pointing to the sky.

Ji Xiao took a demon-slaying pestle from a nearby monk and poked it mercilessly at the corner of the cloth. The fingers pinched out of the cloth were slightly lowered against Ji Xiao's demon-descending pestle, but they were not crushed into pieces by the demon-descending pestle, but only slightly sunk inside.

Ji Xiao's eyes were slight, and now even if he hit casually, he could cause great damage to Dancheng-level characters, but he didn't expect this unknown piece of cloth to be able to block it.

Ji Xiao suddenly snorted coldly, and stomped his foot on the ground, it turned out that more than when, the soil under his feet cracked and cracked, and blood gushed out, and at the same time, two monks crawled out and grabbed his ankles.

With a stomp of his strength, the earth immediately flipped and the ground cracked, and the huge force shook the two monks who crawled out into the air.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Ji Xiaoshang could still see that the two monks were flowing with a turbid liquid, exuding a strange fragrance. The scent was obviously rarely poisonous, and even he felt slightly uncomfortable.

At the same time, more and more monks crawled out of the ground, entangled and scuffled with the monks of Nalanda Temple, and Ji Xiao felt even more terrifying things happened, after every monk in Nalanda Temple fell, he quickly got up again and began to do something to his original companions, as if an inexplicable strange force occupied their bodies and minds, making them rebel against their companions in a moment.

And these rebellious monks have obviously increased in strength and agility.

Ji Xiaohe had encountered such a strange and inexplicable thing.

To be honest, these monks are not as powerful as Ji Xiao combined, but the things that are happening now are obviously weird beyond Ji Xiao's expectations.

Ji Xiao watched more and more fabrics appear at the wellhead, his eyes were cold, and he mustered up all his mana, and slashed at the fabric.

A palm that was enough to stop the river from flowing fell, slapping the cloth hard, and at the same time, Ji Xiao felt a force with an inexplicable rhythm transmitted to him, directly attacking his spiritual consciousness sea.

But his soul was so special, this power that acted on the soul of the gods was swallowed up instantly.

And Ji Xiao's palm power forcibly suppressed the cloth at the wellhead and the blood that kept gushing out.

At the same time, he lifted the demon pestle in his other hand, and used the demon pestle as a long sword, and the sword light was differentiated, which was the secret of the Lingfei faction.

The black demon-slaying pestle turned into thousands of black lights, accurately stabbing every monk who had undergone a mutation, and at the same time, the black light vibrating, separating the normal monk from the mutated monk.

Ji Xiao moved extremely swiftly, smoothing out the gap that appeared on the ground with mana. At the same time, he quickly sealed his hand, and shot out the forbidden divine light, completely sealing the ground and wellhead of the entire courtyard.

He did all this, but it happened in a moment, but in this world, I am afraid that few people can do these things except him.

Ji Xiao could still feel that a strange force was constantly hitting his seal, but his mana was deep, where these strange forces could shake it, and the seal fruit was not shaken in the slightest.

However, Ji Xiao could sense that other places in Nalanda Temple were also changing.

Ji Xiao said to the remaining normal monks: "You get together, don't walk around." ”

These monks were very convinced of him, and they all closed together, and Ji Xiao threw out the white bone dzi and covered them above their heads, and a Buddha light shone down, forming a legal forbidden.

After doing all this, Ji Xiao sent a divine thought to the old Bodhi tree, asking it to take care of Suqiu and the girl on his behalf, and asked them not to come to Nalanda Temple.

Ji Xiao flew over Nalanda Temple again, and the entire temple fell under his eyes.

Ji Xiao listened to the sky and the earth, and the autumn did not leak, and everything on the ground was in his eyes.

He saw that there were thirty-three ancient wells with blood coming out, and some cloth was spreading out like the tentacles of an octopus, and the blood was dripping with the dirt, and many bones were washed out.

The so-called mountain of corpses and sea of blood is probably like this.

Ji Xiao said to Mu Qing in a deep voice: "You still haven't finished talking just now, so go on." ”

Mu Qing said: "That scripture is also called the Sutra of the Dead, although it is done by the Bodhisattva, and it also belongs to the category of Buddhist scriptures, but it is very weird and evil. You can also see that the changes in those monks are actually forcibly tempered by the evil nature of the scriptures and reduced to servants of the scriptures. ”

Ji Xiao didn't ask Mu Qing why he knew this, and continued to ask: "Is there any solution?" ”

He was well aware of the horror of this kind of transformation, and if it was allowed to continue to spread, it would be a great plague for the cultivation world and the human world, and perhaps in the end, everyone would become slaves to the scriptures.

At that time, even if a few people can get away with it and not be tempered, they will fall into the predicament of being the enemy of the whole world.

Mu Qing said: "Just cut out the roots." But I don't think you have the ability to do that at the moment. ”

Ji Xiao said: "This scripture doesn't feel very strong to me, why do you think I can't do it." ”

Mu Qing said quietly: "Do you think what you saw just now is the essence of the scriptures? Its deity is hidden in the demon world, even if you are a monster, but there is still little hope for its deity, not to mention that it still has a master. ”

Ji Xiao said: "Its owner, is it the Bodhisattva who created the scriptures?"

Mu Qing shook his head and said, "No, that Bodhisattva no longer exists, and the owner of the scriptures is a Demon Emperor." ”

"Demon Emperor, what kind of existence is that?"

"Although the Demon King has a long life, it cannot be called immortal and immortal, and the Demon Emperor is immortal and immortal in a sense, because every Demon Emperor is not cultivated. They are the rulers of the Demon Realm, coexisting with the Demon Realm. To be precise, as long as the Demon Realm is not destroyed, these Demon Emperors will never be killed. In the Demon Realm, it can be said that you can offend all the powerful Demon Kings, but you can't offend any Demon Emperor. Moreover, the 'emperor' of the Demon Emperor and the 'emperor' of Taoism mean the same thing, and you should understand what this means. ”

Of course, Ji Xiao understands what this represents, the Taoist 'emperor' is not an emperor in the secular sense, but a heavenly dao.

Taoism has the Heavenly Emperor, and the Heavenly Emperor is equivalent to the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

From here, it can be inferred that the Demon Emperor may be the incarnation of the Demon Dao.

Ji Xiao muttered to himself, that kind of existence was too far away from him, and he could only take care of what was in front of him.

At the same time, Ji Xiao deeply felt that the path of cultivation was incomparably long, but the world was already very limited for him, and he needed to enter a broader world.

Demon Realm, he is going to go after all!