The Buddha's light shines everywhere, slowly purifying the blood in the surging temple. At the same time, the monks who were constantly changing screamed under the Buddha's light. Except for the well sealed by Ji Liao, blood was originally gushing out from the other thirty-two wells, but under the Buddha's light of the Lord of Shengdi Dharma, Wan Buddhas, they rushed back into the well, and even the cloth pieces shrank back.

Huge golden swastika symbols flew out from the Lord of the Conqueror and landed on the earth at the same time, crushing the monks who had changed.

The monks gathered in the Thousand Buddha Hall naturally had supernatural powers to see some situations in other places in the temple. Looking at the relatives who used to be as close as brothers and feet, they were now wailing in the Buddha's light and crushed by the golden swastika symbol, and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

I don’t know who started to recite the scriptures of rebirth.

The sutras and the Buddha's name came to any corner of Nalanda Temple. The compassion and sorrow in it were also something that Nalanda Temple had never seen before.

Zhixin saw this scene and sighed, while relaxing slightly. The most difficult time had passed, and the deterioration of the situation should be curbed, but he looked at the wellhead sealed by Ji Liao, and was still quite worried.

He didn't want this holy monk who saved Nalanda Temple twice to have an accident in Nalanda Temple.

...

Sizzling.

The sword energy and thunder sound rubbed the blood and wiped out the monk soldiers in groups.

Ji Liao finally discovered that the world at the bottom of the well was wide, which looked like another world, and its area may have exceeded that of Nalanda Temple itself.

"Is this not the world?" Ji Liao asked Mu Qing in his heart.

"I can't be sure, either." Mu Qing said.

Ji Liao's sword energy was crisscrossed and a group of monk soldiers was killed, but many monk soldiers still appeared. He found that the number of monk soldiers in the under-the-well world had far exceeded the number of monks in Nalanda Temple itself.

The cloth piece I discovered before disappeared without a trace.

Ji Liao used his Taixu Tianyan in the under-well world, but he could not see too far away. He was covered in blood, which also caused great obstacles to his sight.

He didn't dare to relax in the under-well world, after all, the environment here was too special.

Killed a group of monk soldiers, even if they grasped the opponent's weakness, Ji Liao was a little ruthless. The monk soldiers here seemed to be endless and destroyed.

If Ji Liao hadn't wanted to die, he would have collapsed his body and released his soul to turn the ghost place upside down.

After searching for a long time, no accidents were found, so Ji Liao returned along the same path.

As soon as he escaped from the wellhead, Zhixin immediately appeared in front of Ji Liao. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, you are fine."

Ji Liao nodded and said, "I found many monk soldiers at the bottom of the well. By the way, these monk soldiers should be no different from those of the mutated monks in the temple. Their weakness lies in their eyebrows."

As he spoke, his divine thoughts were released, and he sensed them all around him, and then he continued: "It turns out that the Dharma Lord has already prepared the monks."

He sensed that the temple was shrouded in a Buddhist supernatural power, and the crisis was temporarily lifted.

Zhixin said: "Let us meet the Dharma Lord first, and he may know the root of this great disaster."

The two were about to go to the Qian Buddha Hall, but Ji Liao's expression suddenly changed.

He moved, turned into a gust of wind, and arrived at the Thousand Buddha Hall in the blink of an eye. The stone tablets in the Thousand Buddha Hall emitted black light, no longer flowing out the Buddha's rhyme, and the soil was loose, and skeletons emerged from it.

These skeletons are naturally human-shaped, to be precise, the corpses of monks from all generations of Nalanda Temple. At this time, they all changed and crawled out from under the monument.

These skeletons are quite different from those of the bone monk. They are filled with powerful death energy, and at the same time, green flames appear in their eyes, which is very terrifying.

With Ji Liao's current ability, he could actually sense the breath of danger.

A skeleton stood in front of Ji Liao, and his palm bones slapped at Ji Liao, and his strength came over. It was using the unique Sumeru Palm of Nalanda Temple. The air in front of Ji Liao was emptied by a palm, and he felt suffocating.

Ji Liao did not dodge or avoid, and raised his hand to the three limits of Yuan Buddha. His palm power was returned to the skeleton rack. With a loud bang, the skeleton rack was split into pieces.

But the green flames in the eyes emerged, burning Ji Liao's clothes.

A flower of water and fire floated out of Ji Liao's palm, swallowing the flames.

He showed an unexpected expression. He used the Flower of Water and Fire at will, but unexpectedly, after swallowing the flame, he seemed to have taken a great replenishment medicine. Ji Liao sensed that the power of the Flower of Water and Fire also increased by a layer.

There was no time to judge the reason, another skeleton rack appeared. The skeleton rack formed a magic seal, touched the ground, and the ground immediately rolled like a mud.

Ji Liao noticed a powerful force transmitted from the ground to his feet, trying to shake his body to pieces.

Ji Liao was unmoved and let the force hit him. When he reached his body, he guided the force, mixed his magic power, and shot the force out from his fingertips.

A sword energy thunder sound with a wide finger appeared, breaking through the collarbone of the skeleton.

The skeleton paused as a result. A flower of water and fire floated into the skeleton's eyes, swallowing the flames in its eye sockets, and the flower of water and fire grew stronger again.

But these skeletons were all extraordinary, and Ji Liao could not kill them at will as they did when dealing with monk soldiers.

In this time of delay, many skeletons had already entered the monks of the Thousand Buddha Hall, and some even reached the master's body and grabbed his feet.

Because of the great power of the Ten Thousand Buddhas of the Sect, the body was several times taller than usual, like a Buddha statue in the Great Hall. After being hugged by the skeleton, his body was filled with golden Buddha light, trying to shake the skeletons off his body, but the skeleton itself also emitted a black light to compete with the golden Buddha light of the Sectleton.

The black light and golden light intertwined, and they even annihilated each other.

"Submit, or perish." A very dull voice sounded in the sky.

Ji Liao looked up and saw the cloth again.

But this time, the cloth fell into the sky, not in the well.

He didn't know how this cloth appeared.

He also guessed that the cloth piece should be the so-called dead man's sutra.

The cloth piece is about one person tall, with four corners like a person's limbs. As for the sound it makes, it is made by using the spirit to shake the void.

There are many people in the world who can do this, but Ji Liao felt that the spirit of cloth is as unpredictable as a sea of ​​abyss, and it is still unknown even if it has surpassed the fairyland.

The Master Shengdi Fa looked at the cloth and said leisurely: "This temple can seal you for the first time, and naturally it can seal you for the second time. Such evil Buddhist teachings as you should not exist in the world."

"Wrong, my Dharma is the Dharma of this era, and your Dharma will soon become a thing of the past."
Chapter completed!