Chapter 28 Tai, you rotten bald donkeys

The dense fog around was propped up by the radiant Buddha's light, and receded like a tide.

There is a trace of vajra anger in the grand Buddha's voice, like thunder rolling in the sky.

Gu Yu looked up, and could only see a piece of Buddha's light and dark yin energy in front of him.

The two streams collided violently in the air.

Luo Li looked up, and said with a light smile, "Those monks are finished, and they even messed with Yin soldiers."

"Huh?" Gu Yu asked in surprise, "Monk, is it the monk who fought the Yin soldiers?"

Luo Li nodded calmly and said, "Although the strength of those Yin soldiers is very low, they have always been united. Even I don't want to provoke them."

As he said that, a strange look appeared on his pretty face: "And... these Yin soldiers especially hate monks."

Gu Yu opened his eyes, his face full of shock.

Hate monks?

What is this saying?
But Luo Li is in the Celestial Realm, and even she doesn't want to provoke her. It seems that this group of Yin soldiers are more difficult to deal with than imagined.

……

At this moment, at the entrance of the street.

Yuan Luo led a group of monks into a circle, and Buddha mantras written in golden scriptures were covered under his feet.

Yin soldiers are constantly gathering from all directions.

A group of monks sat cross-legged on the ground, and behind them each had a monk's spirit emitting golden light.

These spirits are transformed by monks who died in Jinlun Temple.

Under the long-term influence of Buddhism, he has already become miraculous.

Everyone chanted the mantra, and in mid-air condensed a Prajnamita Heart Sutra that blesses the Buddha's light.

Densely packed, countless Heart Sutra Buddha mantras fell and bombarded the Yin soldiers.

Some of the weaker Yin soldiers shattered on the spot.

Even so, the Yin soldiers around still didn't flinch in the slightest, and the long dagger in their hands shot out streams of Yin Qi.

The circular compass sits in the center, and the long-browed arhat behind him is shining golden under the blessing of Buddha's light.

The two long eyebrows flew out with one blow, and could take away the lives of dozens of Yin soldiers.

It's just that there are too many Yin soldiers around, and dozens of them have been beheaded, but there is still no decrease.

Yuan Luo's complexion was not very good, there was a trace of livid in the paleness.

Summoning the long-browed arhat for a long time consumes too much spiritual power in the body.

He didn't expect that just suppressing a group of Yin soldiers would attract more Yin soldiers.

Mingjue turned his head and persuaded: "Master, we must escape from this place. If this continues, we will definitely die."

"Okay, let's withdraw!" Yuan Luo said immediately.

Mingjue froze for a moment.

He was ready to try hard to persuade him again.

In fact, when the Yin soldiers gathered at the beginning, he made a suggestion, but at that time the master rejected him firmly.

Mingjue didn't know that at first, Yuan Luo thought he could solve everything.

But obviously, he was slapped in the face now.

It's just because of face, it's not easy to speak, and Mingjue's opening undoubtedly gave Yuan Luo a good step.

Yuan Luo gritted his teeth, reached out his hand to dig through the monk's robe, and took out a purple gold bowl.

When everyone saw Yuan Luo taking out the purple gold bowl, they were startled.

This is the treasure of Jinlun Temple.

This is a congenital spiritual weapon, which has been enshrined in the temple, but I didn't expect the master to bring it this time.

It's just that the price of using the Zijin Bowl is extremely high.

"Master, do you need to use the purple gold bowl?" Mingjue couldn't help but said.

Yuanluo's admiration for Mingjue just now was swept away in an instant.

"These Yin soldiers are extremely evil. Even if we leave, I must give them a painful blow to prevent them from harming others."

Yuan Luo said solemnly.

In fact, he was not sure in his heart, otherwise he would not use the purple gold bowl.

"rise!"

Yuan Luo threw up the purple golden bowl violently, and poured spiritual power into it.

Immediately.

The purple gold bowl instantly expanded, and a golden light shot out from the purple gold bowl.

all of a sudden.

The Yin soldiers around him melted little by little like ice cubes meeting raging fire.

Yuan Luo lifted off into the sky, merged with Long-browed Arhat, and took the lead to clear the way.

In just a few breaths, hundreds of Yin soldiers disappeared under the golden light of the purple gold bowl.

Everyone was shocked.

"Master, why don't we stay and kill them?"

A monk said suddenly.

"??" Yuan Luo.

Yuan Luo almost turned over angrily.

Why did he bring such a group of idiots!

Do you really think Zijin Bo is so easy to control?
"Come on!"

Yuan Luo yelled violently, and punched down brazenly.

Several Yin soldiers exploded on the spot.

At this moment, the Yin soldiers on one side automatically separated from the two sides, horseshoes bursting.

A war horse with four hooves burning with purple flames came slowly.

On the horse was a burly man in a pitch-black battle armor, with a blood-dripping long knife in his hand with a cold air.

There was majesty and awe-inspiring look on his pitch-black face.

Yuan Luo's face changed drastically, and he was horrified: "This is... a ghost general?"

This cold and icy breath far exceeds that of ordinary Yin soldiers.

"Dharma Realm!"

This aura is definitely a Dharma Aspect Realm, and it is definitely not an ordinary Dharma Aspect Realm.

"Go!" Yuan Luo urged.

It's just those ghost soldiers that's all, now that another ghost general appears, he can't resist.

"kill!"

The man on the horse suddenly raised his long knife and let out a loud shout.

As soon as he reined in the horse, he rushed forward.

Yin soldiers follow behind.

An aura of terror rushed over.

For a moment, there seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood behind him.

The two long eyebrows of the long-browed Arhat turned into two javelins, which flew out with lightning speed.

"Crackling..." There was a sharp sonic boom in the air.

"laugh!"

The knife light lingering in the black air slashed away, and the two long eyebrows broke in an instant.

Shocked, Yuan Luo manipulated the purple golden bowl to shoot out a golden light, then turned around and ran away decisively.

The crowd was instantly stunned.

Why was he still fighting just now, and ran away in a blink of an eye?
"Fuck! Master wait for me!"

"Hurry up and follow Master!"

Everyone quickly fled with Master Yuan Luo, their speed was incomparable, and it seemed that they were experienced.

However, the direction in which everyone fled happened to be where Gu Yu was.

……

Just as Gu Yu was about to leave, he saw Yuan Luo running out of the thick fog.

No, or more accurately, the spirit of the long-browed Arhat.

Followed by a group of monks.

Gu Yu was slightly taken aback, and asked in confusion, "What happened?"

Yuan Luo, who was running away, also noticed Gu Yu, but he was so focused on running away that he didn't bother to pay attention.

Ming Jue, who had escaped from the rear, saw Gu Yu and hurriedly shouted, "Benefactor, run away!"

When I saw the Yin soldiers coming like a tide, my whole body went numb...

Good guy!
This is really a misfortune.

He was gloating just now, but he didn't expect the retribution to come in a blink of an eye.

Where did so many evil soldiers come from?
Gu Yu took a rough look and estimated that there were thousands of heads.

The riot in the spiritual realm back then probably didn't have such power, did it?
Gu Yu was about to run away when he stopped suddenly.

"and many more……"

What am I running?
I can't do it, but isn't there a big boss around me?

 I ask for a vote every day, but I can't make it to the new book list, so helpless

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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