While Mu Qing spoke, the blood rolled even harder.

A piece of fabric made of unknown material stretched out a corner from the wellhead and bent slightly, like a person pinching his finger and pointing to the sky.

Ji Liao took a demon-subduing pestle from the nearby monks and poked it mercilessly at the corner of the cloth. The fingers that were pinched out of the cloth gently lowered to Ji Liao's demon-subduing pestle, but were not crushed into pieces by the demon-subduing pestle, but were slightly trapped inside.

Ji Liao's eyes were slightly cumbersome. Now even with a casual blow, he could cause great damage to Dancheng-level characters. Unexpectedly, this unknown piece of fabric could block it.

Ji Liao suddenly shouted coldly and stomped his feet hard on the ground. It turned out that more than a moment, the soil under his feet cracked into a crack and blood was coming out. Two monks crawled out at the same time, grabbing his ankle.

With the force of his stomp, the soil immediately flew over, the ground shattered, and the huge force shook the two monks who had crawled out from afar.

During his busy schedule, Ji Liaoshang could see the turbid liquid flowing from the two monks, emitting a strange fragrance. This fragrance is obviously rarely highly toxic, and even he feels a little uncomfortable.

At the same time, more and more monks crawled out of the ground and started to wrestle with the monks of Nalanda Temple, which made Ji Liao feel even more terrifying. After each monk in Nalanda Temple fell, he soon got up again and began to attack his original companions, as if an inexplicable strange force occupied their body and mind, causing them to rebel against their companions for a moment.

Moreover, these rebel monks obviously also improved their strength and agility.

Ji Liao He had ever encountered such a strange and inexplicable thing.

To be honest, these monks are not as good as Ji Liao's. It's just that the scenes that are happening now are obviously stranger than Ji Liao's expectations.

Ji Liao watched as the fabric at the wellhead appeared more and more, and his eyes became cold, and he slammed all his magic power and slashed at the fabric with a palm.

A palm that was enough to stop Jiang Duowu fell and slapped the fabric hard. At the same time, Ji Liao felt a force with inexplicable rhythm transmitted to him, directly attacking his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

But his soul is so special that this power that acts on the soul is immediately swallowed up.

Ji Liao's palm force forced the fabric from the wellhead and the blood that kept gushing out.

At the same time, he raised the demon-subduing pestle in his other hand, using the demon-subduing pestle as a long sword, and the sword light was differentiated, which was the secret of Lingfei Sect's untold secret "Split and capture shadows".

The black demon-subduing pestle turned into thousands of black lights, accurately stabbing every monk who had undergone a change. At the same time, the black light shook, separating the normal monks and the monks who had changed.

Ji Liao moved extremely quickly again, smoothing the gaps that appeared on the ground with magic power. At the same time, he quickly formed a seal on his hand, and cast a forbidden divine light, completely sealing the ground and wellhead of the entire yard.

He finished all this, but in a short while, but in this world, apart from him, I am afraid that few people can do these things.

Ji Liao could still feel a strange force constantly hitting his seal, but his magic power was deep, so these strange forces could not shake it. The seal fruit was not shaken at all.

However, Ji Liao could sense that other places in Nalanda Temple were also undergoing changes.

Ji Liao said to the remaining normal monks: "Get together, don't walk around."

These monks believed in him very much and all gathered together. Ji Liao threw out the bones and dzi beads, covering them on their heads, and a Buddha light shone down, forming a Dharma ban.

After doing all this, Ji Liao divided a divine thought to the old Bodhi tree and asked it to take care of Suqiu and the girl on his behalf, so that they would not come to Nalanda Temple.

Ji Liao flew over Nalanda Temple again, and the entire temple fell into his eyes.

Ji Liao watched the sky and heard the earth without any leakage, and took everything on the ground in his eyes.

He saw a total of thirty-three ancient wells bleeding, and there was already cloth spreading like the tentacles of an octopus, and the blood flowed without the soil, washing out many bones.

The so-called corpse and sea of ​​blood probably look like this.

Ji Liao said to Mu Qing in a deep voice: "You haven't finished your words just now, so continue."

Mu Qing said: "The scripture is also called the Dead Sutra. Although it is done by Bodhisattvas and belongs to the Buddhist scriptures, it is very strange and evil. You have also seen that the changes in those monks are actually forced to be transformed by the evil nature of the scriptures and become servants of the scriptures."

Ji Liao didn't ask why Mu Qing knew this and continued to ask: "Is there any solution."

He was deeply aware of the horror of this kind of saving. If he allowed it to spread continuously, it would be a great plague for the world of practice and the world. In the end, everyone would become slaves to the scriptures.

Even if a few people are lucky enough to not be saved, they will fall into a dilemma of being enemies all over the world.

Mu Qing said: "Just cut out the roots. But I don't think you can do this at the moment."

Ji Liao said, "This scripture gives me a feeling that it is not very strong, why do you think I can't do it?"

Mu Qing said with slightest thought: "What you think just now is the essence of the scriptures? At most it is just a projection of its side. Its deity is hidden in the demon world. Even if you are a monster, you still have a slim hope for it, not to mention that it has its master."

Ji Liao said, "Its master? Is it the Bodhisattva who created the scriptures?"

Mu Qing shook his head and said, "No, that Bodhisattva no longer exists. 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, he cannot be called immortality. In a sense, the Demon Emperor is immortal, because every demon emperor is not made by cultivation. They are the rulers of the demon world and live with the demon world. To be precise, as long as the demon world is not destroyed, these demon emperors will never be killed. In the Demon Realm, you can say that you can offend all powerful demon kings, but you cannot offend any demon emperor. Moreover, the Demon Emperor's "emperor" and the Taoist "emperor" have the same meaning, you should understand what this means."

Of course, Ji Liao understood what this means. The Taoist "emperor" is not an emperor with a worldly meaning, but a way of heaven.

There is a Heavenly Emperor in Taoism, and Heavenly Emperor is equivalent to the incarnation of Heavenly Dao.

From this we can speculate that the Demon Emperor may be the incarnation of the Demonic Way.

Ji Liao pondered to himself, that such an existence was still too far away from him, and he could only take care of it in front of him.

At the same time, Ji Liao deeply felt that the road to practice was really long, but the world was already very limited for him, and he needed to enter a wider world.

In the Demon Realm, he will go to it after all!
Chapter completed!