Chapter 252 Buddha Prison

A magnificent temple is half suspended in the air, magnificent, and there seem to be bursts of Sanskrit sounds falling in the sky, making people feel quiet and peaceful.

The speechless monk and several monks of Daluo Temple sat under the Little Leiyin Temple, tying the Buddha seal with both hands. It was as quiet as dust, and the Buddha's light was looming, without dirt and dust.

"Brother Wus. Both stattering and nagging went up to salute.

The speechless monk opened his eyes, looked at Zhuge Wuliang, and said with a smile, "How's it going? What opportunities did Brother Zhuge have?

"I didn't encounter the opportunity, but there are a lot of troubles." Zhuge Buriang smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

The speechless monk nodded with understanding. At this time, he turned his eyes to the stuttering and chatter, and was immediately shocked. His peaceful face changed greatly in the past. He stared at the eyebrows of the two people and said, "Hua Chi, Hua Lao, you two... Is this breath, Yulong?

The speechless monk actually saw the change of tagging and talking, and said the key point in one word: "A senior of Daluo Temple once said that he had seen a fish dragon in the Pure Land, but it was a pity that he did not have the opportunity to accept it. Now you have got it. What a great creation."

"Thanks to Brother Zhuge, otherwise... I... We can't get close to it at all. He stably said.

The speechless monk smiled on his face and saluted Zhuge Buliang gratefully.

After waiting for another half a day, the practitioners of the major forces and major factions rushed to the Little Leiyin Temple one after another. Some people are lost and some are happy. It can be seen that many people have gained opportunities in the pure land. And there are also many people who have achieved nothing.

"Okay, everyone, now let's go to the seal of the Buddha prison, which is dangerous. I, Daluo Temple, don't want you to encounter any mistakes, so my disciples of Daluo Temple will walk in front of you during the trip to the Buddha prison. The silent monk put his hands together and said, flying in the front with more than 20 practitioners of Daluo Temple.

Zhuge Fuliang also walked with them and stood at the front of the team.

It flew hundreds of miles in one breath, and finally stopped on a hill. When they came here, everyone could clearly feel the smell of violent killing coming towards them, which was stronger than anywhere else. Even vaguely, a dull roar could be heard.

The monks of Daluo Temple's faces changed one by one, and staggering and nagging are also rare solemn faces.

On this hill, there is a tall altar, and there is also a huge "scorpion" floating above the altar. Around the altar, there are eight kinds of Buddha's eight treasures, golden wheel, snail, magic umbrella, white cover, lotus flower, treasure bottle, goldfish, and plate length.

However, one of the Buddha lotus flowers can be clearly seen to be broken and seems to be eroded by some kind of force. Several other Buddha tools also showed signs of damage one after another.

"Alas, can't fate be violated?" The silent monk sighed softly, turned his head to look at the tread and chat, and lowered his head helplessly.

"Master, what's the solution to this?" Zhuge Fuliang, who was beside him, asked.

The speechless monk said, "A thousand years ago, a deceased immortal in our Daluo Temple predicted that in a thousand years, the Buddha prison would be unearthed, and Kyushu would change the sky. Is it really so?"

"The sky has changed!" Zhuge Butliang was a little surprised, because he said the same thing when he fell into the sky.

"Now there are many immortal sects in Kyushu, and there are constant disputes. Although the demons were unified five thousand years ago, all the practitioners were looking for fairy machines, so they were collectively called immortals. However, many large factions still fight indisputance, intrigue, and mutually exclusive. I'm afraid that this kind of day is coming to an end. Maybe in a few years, Kyushu will restore the world of demon strife again. The speechless monk said with a rigorous face.

Zhuge Fuliang nodded after hearing this. This is not what he is worried about. Even if the whole Kyushu turns upside down, he just needs to be himself.

However, when it comes to the separation of demons, Zhuge Butang's heart is strange. He practiced the magic scriptures and mastered the inheritance of the demon city and the ancestors of the devil. If Kyushu Zhengmo splits ways at that time, it may not be a bad thing for him.

"Please step back. I'm going to open the door of the Buddha's prison." The speechless monk said that he surrounded the whole altar with more than 20 monks, and stattering and chatted among them.

Zhuge Fuliang and the practitioners of major forces retreated one after another. More than 20 monks pinched the Buddha seal and made a few golden "Sphneth" seals on the eight treasures around the altar. Suddenly, the huge word "swax" in the sky was pressed down.

The void was broken, and a sea-like smell of killing poured in, and the breath of terror rippled. The practitioners of major forces were shocked, and many weak practitioners have begun to resist.

In the broken void, a bloody door flew out, and black chains were tied around the blood door, which seemed to be used to block the door.

"Rumble!"

"Wangle!"

The blood door opened a crack, and the chain trembled. The violent breath was more fierce. Not only did everyone change color, but was this the Buddha prison? This breath is as horrible as Shura hell.

"Gentlemen, this door has been opened for seven days. In these seven days, we must come back." The speechless monk said, taking a group of monks from the Daluo Temple to the Blood Gate.

The blood door did not dare to open, but only opened a crack, but everyone was enough to see the situation in the blood door clearly. That's a blood-red world. The sky, the earth and the rivers are all blood red, just like the Purgatory of Shura.

"Let's go" Zhuge Buliang let the gray-haired monkey squat on his shoulder and followed the stalking and chatter into the Buddha prison.

Behind him, the practitioners of the major factions also walked into the blood gate one after another.

Bloody mountains and rivers, bloody mountains and rivers, and even the clouds in the sky are blood-red. The whole Buddha prison is filled with blood-colored fog everywhere. In the faintly, everyone can still smell the smell of blood.

"I didn't expect that under the Pure Land of Buddhism, such a fierce place would be suppressed."

"If the Buddhist prison is unearthed, I'm afraid it will be a disaster for the whole Kyushu."

"The Daluo Temple has been suppressing and guarding this fierce place for thousands of years, which is really a matter of boundless merit."

"Yes, if it hadn't been suppressed by the Daluo Temple, I'm afraid that the Buddhist prison would have brought a catastrophe to the immortal world."

Among the major forces, many practitioners began to secretly admire the selfless spirit of Daluo Temple. After all, guarding the sky above this fierce land is like being located on a crater, and there will be the power of life at any time.

"Roar!"

In the distant sky, a huge shadow rose to the sky. It was a huge bird hundreds of meters long, violent and fierce, hovering around the bloody sky and flying into the distance.

"What a murderous thing, even from a long distance, can feel the fierce breath." Someone sighed and breathed a long sigh of relief.

In this bloody world, everyone's careful imperial sky, even the speechless monks are full of solemn faces. Although they are disciples of Daluo Temple, it is the first time for them to come to the Buddhist prison, and everything is full of unknowns.

"My M, what the hell!"

Suddenly, there was a shout. The sound was very familiar. Zhuge didn't recognize it. It was Hua Yaoren's voice. Everyone turned around and saw that Hua Yaoren's face changed greatly. A black claw stretched out from the soil layer and grabbed Hua Yaoren's naked feet.

"Boom!"

Consciously, Hua Yaoren hit the soil layer below, and the terrible true element fluctuation lifted the soil layer.

"Roar!"

A rotten murderer came out of it. The muscles on his body were ulcerated, and disgusting corpse water flowed on his body. One arm is dozens of meters long, grabbing Hua Yao's naked feet.

The purple electricity flashed, and Xiaoye next to him held a purple awl and hit the arm of the big murderer. The black blood floated away, and the big murderer's arm was broken dozens of meters long. Hua Yaoren got out of trouble and patted his chest in fear.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

The practitioners of the surrounding forces launched an attack at the same time, and the magic weapon flew all over the sky and cut at the murderer.

The black blood splashed everywhere, and the big murderous object roared and got into the soil layer. The practitioners launched a huge attack, lifted the soil layer, and tried to force the murderer out.

"No, in case other big murders are attracted, it will be troublesome." The speechless monk reminded.

Everyone continued to fly forward carefully. Zhuge Buleang chatted with him. He had seven stars on his head, and the Big Dipper light curtain hung down, covering several people in it. At the same time, he took out the ancient money sword and held it in the palm of his hand. This ancient sword is born to restrain evil things, and I believe it can play a lot of roles.

"Look, there is a palace over there!"

"It's not a palace, it's a temple!"

Everyone exclaimed. On the top of a mountain in the distance, there was a temple standing. The temple was not very big and was surrounded by blood fog.

Under the leadership of the silent monks, they came to a hundred meters away from the temple and did not dare to approach again. No one knew what was in it. In case of a peerless murderer that shocked him, I was afraid that everyone present would not have a way to live.

"What's in the temple? Take a look with divine knowledge."

"No, in case the existence inside is shocked, we can't eat it."

"That's right, we came to the prison just to explore the situation. There is no need to kill us."

Some people started to retreat. At this moment, even the chief figures of the major factions have not spoken, and no one wants to joke about life.

The speechless monk said with a wry smile, "In that case, you are waiting here. Hua Chi, Hua Lao, let's go in and have a look."

"Master Wuyan, if there is something in it, I'm afraid everyone will be in danger."

Someone dissuades, and no one wants to joke about life.

"It doesn't matter. If you really encounter any danger, I will make sure that everyone leaves safely." The speechless monk said, nodded at the chat and stattering, and was about to fly to the temple.

"Master, I'm with you." Zhuge Buliang said and flew over. The seven stars above his head were floating, and a Beidou curtain fell and enveloped several people.

The speechless monk nodded gratefully, and several people carefully approached the temple. Closer and closer to the temple, Zhuge Butliang had a feeling of heartbeat. An unprecedented pressure surged in. Zhuge Butliang only felt that his breathing became a little short.