As soon as the Dead Man finished speaking, the ancient well sealed by Ji Liao was also broken. A total of thirty-three ancient wells in Nalanda Temple each emitted many black lights, connected with the other ancient wells.

Ji Liao flew up and looked down from the void to Nalanda Temple. He only saw black light like beams, using ancient wells as nodes to form a crisscrossing grid.

As soon as these grids are formed, the ground of Nalanda Temple is covered with a black light film.

Some monks who did not have the ability to control the air fell into it directly.

The remaining monks all relied on flying magic weapons or magical powers to the void and stayed away from the ground.

The Master Shengdi did not look at the monks in the temple, but stared at the Dead Sutra for a moment. At this time, a huge black phantom appeared on the scripture.

As the ancient well changes, monk soldiers continue to climb out of the light film, and some even some monks who accidentally fell into Nalanda Temple.

Zhixin's eyes showed an extremely painful expression because he found Zhishan and Zhishui among the monks, and it was obvious that they became the commanders of the monks.

Zhishan and Zhishui flew to the Dead Shrine, worshiped with great tribute, and said, "Honor, we have already stimulated all the Dharma prohibitions in the ancient well."

They spoke without any cover. After hearing this, Zhixin couldn't believe it. It turned out that the changes that occurred in the temple were inseparable from Zhishan and Zhishui.

He also thought that this great change came so suddenly without any warning, it must be related to the fact that Zhishan and Zhishui are extremely familiar with the internal structure of Nalanda Temple. With their help, the Dead Sutra can easily achieve their goals.

It turns out that the real Buddha enemy is not outside, but among the monks in Nalanda Temple.

The Dead Sutra replied: "Okay, now you go and kill your Master."

"Affect the order." Zhishan and Zhishui said at the same time.

Zhishan flew into the air, and a mountain-like aura erupted from his body. Zhishui lives under Zhishui, and there is a sound of water rushing on his body, like a rushing river.

The aura of the two people quickly merged together. For a moment, it seemed as if there were infinite mountains and rivers, crushing towards the Lord of Shengdi.

"Shanhe Seal." Mu Qing suddenly said.

Ji Liao said: "Although I heard that the Shanhe Seal is a great magical power that has been lost for a long time, you don't have to be so surprised."

Mu Qing replied: "The mountain and river seal should not be known by these two monks themselves. If possible, we would better capture the Dead Sutra, as there should be a earth-shaking secret on it."

"Because of the mountains and rivers?"

"I guess the Dead Man Sutra has found clues to the origin of the Mountain and River Seal. The original origin of the Mountain and River Seal is related to a Qi Refining Sect in ancient times. There was a person who had reached a height that you could not imagine. It can be said that although you are a unique monster, in the eyes of that existence, it is no different from dust."

"Could that man also arrived at the legendary 'emperor' realm, like a demon emperor?"

"In the eyes of the Demon Emperor, there is no difference from dust."

Ji Liao was frightened. When he heard Mu Qing’s description of the Demon Emperor, he felt that it was unimaginable to practice to that level. After all, the Demon Emperor held the origin of the Demon Realm, was the incarnation of the Demon Realm, and shared the same woe with the Demon Realm, almost immortal. Confronting such existences is almost equivalent to being an enemy of the Demon Realm.

And such a powerful person, in Mu Qing's mouth, was just the dust in the eyes of the existence she said.

Mu Qing said again: "You don't have to think randomly. That existence is no longer something that can be achieved by practice."

Ji Liao said: "I heard you describe that he was also a Qi Refiner, why can he reach that level?"

Mu Qing said lightly: "If I can know, I can still get along with you."

Ji Liao had nothing to say.

Both of them responded with thoughts, so although the conversation lasted, it was not a moment in reality.

With the joint efforts of Zhishan and Zhishui, the aura of mountains and rivers in the void was connected, and a huge shadow of the seal appeared, pressing down on the Lord of Shengdi.

The Master of Shengdi shouted loudly, and the Buddha's light on his body trembled, shaking away the skeleton attached to his body. At the same time, he raised his golden palms and actually lifted the phantom of the seal.

He seemed to have the power to move mountains and seas, and he slowly forced the seal back.

Ji Liao couldn't help but sigh that the master of Shengdi's great power was extraordinary. In a short time, his power increased greatly to the point where he was not inferior to that young demon king.

Zhixin was about to come forward to help, and Shengdifa Lord pushed forward with his palms, and the mountains and rivers rolled back, smashing towards Zhishan and Zhishui.

A huge shock of vital energy appeared in the void, and Zhishan and Zhishui each vomited blood.

The two of them had a very sad look on their eyes, and they both tried their best to cling to the Dharma Lord: "Master, we have not betrayed Nalanda Temple."

The Lord of the Victory Di saw their severe sorrow and sighed heavily.

In less than a blink of an eye, both Zhishan and Zhishui were destroyed and there was no trace of it.

The Lord of the Victory Truth knows that they are being manipulated by the dead, and that everything they do is not the original heart.

Losing Zhishan and Zhishui, the Dead Sutra is not concerned about it. It said plainly: "You will soon be buried in nothingness."

Ji Liao sensed that as more and more monk soldiers were pouring out from the ground, a more terrifying aura gradually appeared. Some of them were no less than the first seat of Nalanda Temple, and were all first-class strong men in the world.

He stared at the ground and found something strange about Taixutian at the moment. It turned out that the monk soldiers gathered together like stacked arhats, gathering their own strengths together in this way.

Ji Liao was secretly shocked. In this way, the monk soldiers below would only become stronger and stronger. At that time, the remaining people in Nalanda Temple could be destroyed without the use of the Dead Sutra.

The Master Shengdi Dharma was not afraid, but sent a message to Ji Liao: "Master Leji, I have something to ask for."

Ji Liao said: "Please tell me the Dharma Lord."

"There is an ancient well underground in Nalanda Temple. Please put this magic weapon into the ancient well. In this way, these monk soldiers will be suppressed again."

While speaking, Ji Liao caught a wooden fish in his hand.

He saw the wooden fish engraved with two small words "Taiwei".

"Please!" Master Shengdi said softly, his young eyes exuding a fearless look of life and death, looking at the Dead Sutra in the void.

He put his palms together, and the Buddha's light flew out like a rainbow, followed by a dragon roar and a bell buzzing.

The Buddha's light enveloped the dead sutra, the bell kept shaking the void, blocking the vitality, and the monks on the ground began to hold their heads, and even the movements of the skeletons crawling out of the Thousand Buddha Hall began to pause.

Ji Liao took this opportunity to enter the black ground light film and enter it. He thought that he would have a lot of blood wrapped around him like before, but the ground was very empty, and the air was a little wet.
Chapter completed!