Chapter 1757 The whole world is in danger, the Buddhist sect is in trouble

Chapter 1757 The whole world is in danger, the Buddhist sect is in trouble

In Yanzhou.

The sky, which was originally blazing with sunshine, was covered by rolling dark clouds. Lingjing Mountain, known as the holy land of Buddhism, was even more raging with surging demonic energy.

The Honglian Temple, which used to be solemn, was now filled with the sound of Sanskrit. There was also a golden barrier in the sky, and a thousand-foot-high Buddha could be vaguely seen standing in the void, and the Buddha's light was shining in the sky.

However, the surroundings of the barrier had long been occupied by demonic energy, and there were more than ten foreign demons in the realm of great cultivation, controlling tens of thousands of white bones and skeletons, or hideous walking corpses, who were launching a frenzy attack on the barrier light curtain, causing ripples on the surface of the light curtain. I am afraid that they could not resist for too long.

And those white bones and skeletons and walking corpses were all Buddhist cultivators in Yanzhou who were slaughtered by the demons, and then controlled by special secret methods to become "demon servants", similar to the existence of ghosts refining corpses.

However, this secret method is extremely vicious and is an absolute evil secret technique. Once infected by the devil's energy and refined into a devil servant, it will lose its intelligence, and the soul will be forever imprisoned in the flesh, completely losing the chance of reincarnation.

To this day, the major towns and cities in Yanzhou have long been razed to the ground by the invasion of the devil. Even the Moruo Holy City and the Fozhao Ancient City are not immune, and the originally prestigious Twenty-Eight Zen Temples were directly slaughtered. More than half of them.

In the end, in order to prevent being defeated one by one, the remaining Buddhist masters had to join hands, including the Nanhua Shenni of Jingci Temple, all of whom gathered at the Honglian Temple without prior agreement, intending to build the last line of defense with the Tongtian Lingbao to resist the aggressive extraterritorial devil.

After all, facing the powerful devil, ordinary Yuanying masters really don't have much resistance, and the end of fighting alone is only destruction.

Facing such a monstrous catastrophe, the mood of many Buddhist masters can be imagined, and the elders of Honglian Temple have already asked for help from the Taoist sect.

However, the current Jiuzhou is in chaos. Since the defeat of the Immortal Sect Taishang, the Jiuzhou Alliance has long been in name only. All the top forces are unable to protect themselves, and they may not have the time to support their allies.

Because of this, the monks of Honglian Temple did not hold much hope. They just did their best and left it to fate.

Looking at the gradually thinning barrier light curtain, the Buddhist masters gathered in Lingjing Mountain, as well as many elite Buddhist disciples, all showed nervous expressions and were ready for battle. Some of them had already started chanting scriptures and praying for blessings. A bloody battle was probably inevitable.

It was related to the survival of the Buddhist holy land, and no one could stay out of it.

Only Master Huihong, who looked solemn and dignified, was wearing a cassock and holding a Zen stick. He was holding a golden Buddha with tears on his face, and he kept muttering something:

"Woo woo woo! Shameless demon, I can't stand it anymore, these old bald donkeys insist on dragging me down with them, please come and save me............!"

"Demon, demon, we have visited brothels together, stolen elixirs together, and watched female ghosts bathing together. This is a life-long friendship after all. You must not stand by and watch me die, otherwise I, the Buddha, will not let you go even if I become a ghost............!"

"Amitabha, may the Tathagata bless me, I have always been devout to the Buddha, and I am willing to give the demon 500 years of life in exchange for my Honglian Temple to safely overcome the difficulties............!"

As he spoke, Master Huihong couldn't help but feel sad.

Thinking about how he has been a monk for many years, he is still a virgin. If he accidentally dies here today, wouldn't he be filled with regret for eternity?

In the end, he could only look around and keep looking towards the horizon, almost waiting for reinforcements to appear.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden cracking sound in the field, and then the constantly fluctuating golden light barrier finally couldn't resist the emergence of cracks, and then quickly exploded and dissipated into spiritual light.

In an instant, the field fell into a brief silence!

But soon there was a deafening roar, and an endless stream of white skeletons roared over, and the scene fell into chaos, and a fierce battle broke out completely.

Seeing this situation, Master Huihong couldn't help but look desperate.

Many Buddhist monks present couldn't help but chant the Buddha's name loudly, knowing that this time they were afraid of danger, and they were ready to perish together.

But at this critical moment, there was a fierce sound of breaking wind in the north sky, and a huge monster rushed over. It was the Lingxiao warship of Jinxuan Peak, with a silk flag fluttering on it and a majestic momentum.

At the bow, Jin Zhengyang, wearing golden armor, was on full alert, and there was a tall young man holding a tiger-headed broadsword, who was undoubtedly Zeng Aniu who had just arrived.

Obviously, although Qin Tian spoke of great righteousness, he could not bear to see his old friend pass away early.

For the "highly respected" Master Huihong, letting him take over the Buddhist throne well, and observing the precepts in this life was the greatest "fulfillment" for him!

So he directly sent Zeng Aniu, a capable general, to come to support his former ally. He believed that with Aniu's current powerful strength, the tiger-headed broadsword could defeat countless Yuanying. As long as there was no accident, it would not be difficult to resolve the crisis of Honglian Temple.

And in order to prevent Aniu from being too reckless, Qin Tian also sent Jin Zhengyang to assist from the side, so that it could be guaranteed to be foolproof.

Seeing the arrival of the surprise troops from heaven, the Buddhist monks were overjoyed.

But after seeing that there were only two powerful men, Jin Zhengyang and Zeng Aniu, and half of the elite soldiers of Jinxuan Battle Hall, the Buddhist masters present couldn't help but become worried.

After all, the demons on the other side were strong and powerful, all of them were great cultivators, and some of them had reached the peak. With the existing strength of the Red Lotus Temple and some reinforcements from the Taoist sect, it was probably difficult to resist them, and they could only survive.

But soon, the familiar scene was staged again.

After arriving at the scene, Zeng Aniu did not hesitate to draw out the tiger-headed sword, and with all kinds of magical skills, he chased the demons from outside the domain and chopped them wildly. He really killed whoever he caught, and it was hard to find an opponent for a while!

That fierce appearance, let alone the Buddhist monks, even the demons present were dumbfounded!

After that, another round of spiritual cannons fired, like a meteor lighting up the night sky, and golden armored warriors formed a battle formation, aggressively and wantonly on the battlefield, during which countless bones and corpses flew around, and the scene was really spectacular.

But before everyone could be shocked for too long, they saw a handsome young man in a white robe in the distant western sky, stepping on a lotus platform and flying in the air. It was the long-missing Zhao Zhiyu!

However, this former Buddhist saint had already returned to secular life and had long hair. His temperament was gentle and elegant, and even his cultivation had been raised to the late stage. It must have been that his damaged Zen heart had been repaired, and he had another opportunity.

Obviously, although he had already decided to enter the world, he was still grateful for his master's cultivation, so he showed up to help.

Seeing this situation, Master Huihong was immediately surprised and quickly flew forward, crying like a pear blossom in the rain:

"God has eyes, senior brother, you are finally back, junior brother, I am so sad, without you to help me copy the scriptures, every day seems to be a tribulation...!"

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