Chapter 524 The Twoifications of Buddha and Demons

The roaring wind rolled up thousands of feet of sand waves, and Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help sighing: "It's really worthy of the title of Shahai."

"Let's go, be careful." The speechless monk said.

"Wait a minute." The cow witch Honglan suddenly said that there was a crystal clear ancient jade in her palm. The ancient jade bloomed brightly, and a beam of light pointed to a place in the sand sea. Hong Lan raised her jade hand and said, "Let's go this way."

"Hm?" Several people were stunned and looked at the calf witch strangely.

Hong Lan, the cow witch, smiled and said, "This is what my father left me. It can save a lot of distance by following the direction guided by Gu Yu. We must have reached the Buddhist sanctuary one step ahead of others."

The silent monk's calm face in the past also showed a trace of surprise, saying, "Has your father been here?"

"Emp..." Hong Lan nodded her delicate chin and said, "I heard from my father that he has indeed been here for hundreds of years, but unfortunately he has not entered the holy land. At that time, his cultivation was still very weak."

Zhuge Burang and others were relieved. No wonder Niu Ganglie was so anxious to enter the sand sea first. It turned out that he had always had a grudge here.

"Brush Swipe~~"

A few stream lights flew towards the sand sea, and the sand was all over the sky, but they could not stop their footwork. The occasional rolled up of thousands of sand waves was also desized by several people. The calf witch flew to the front and led the way with ancient jade. But for the sake of safety, Zhuge Butang still followed her. After all, the little witch's cultivation was too weak. What kind of emergency did she encounter? Her means were doubtful.

About thousands of miles away in one breath, Honglan played a magic formula in the ancient jade again, and the ancient jade guided him to another place.

"Boom!"

A large wave of sand swept over the earth. Zhugebulang frowned and punched it out, and a purple fist hit it as big as a mountain.

There was a loud noise, and the sand wave shattered. But at this moment, a smell of rot came to his face. Behind the sand wave, there was a dark claw, which was dark and exuded an unpleasant stench.

"What, there are creatures hidden." The speechless monk said anxiously, raised his hand and hit it with a Buddha light, colliding with the black claws. Poo!"

The black claws were broken, and a large area of black blood fluttered. This unpleasant smell made several people frown at the same time.

"There are some inexplicable creatures in the sand sea. Everyone should be careful." Hong Lan reminded him.

There was a burst of surprise in Zhuge Buliang's heart. With his divine consciousness, it was impossible to find that there were still creatures hidden behind the sand waves just now. Is it possible that his divine consciousness is not as sharp as before?

"Roar!"

The black claws collapsed, but I saw a dark figure coming out of the sand sea. It was like a mummed corpse, rotten all over, smelly, and even yellow corpse water flowed in some places. The left arm has obviously collapsed. It seems that the black claw that was broken by the silent monk just now should be the left arm of the mummified corpse.

"This must be a Buddhist disciple before his life." The words were strange.

Although the mule corpse's body has rotted, the Buddha's robe on its body is well preserved, and the mummified corpse has a golden hoop on its head, which is the head of the Buddha.

"This life was the head of a Buddha." The speechless monk was also surprised.

"Yeah~~~"

The mummified corpse let out a sad roar and rushed to several people, bringing a large amount of black gas, like dark clouds all over the sky.

"I don't expect that Buddhist disciples have fallen here..." The speechless monk couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "Return the dust to the dust."

After saying that, a golden word "scorpion" flew out, washed away the black gas, and hit the mummified corpse. The mummified corpse let out a miserable roar, and a wisp of black smoke rose from his body. The golden light of Buddhism shrouded him. In a moment, the mummified corpse changed into a dark atmosphere all over the sky.

"I have a feeling that the holy land we traced to is not a good place." The chat suddenly said with a stalking face.

The stammed also nodded: "I... I... I feel the same way, there is... There are... Yes, there is..."

"There is a bad feeling." Talk about it.

"Then you have to make a breakthrough, otherwise I will have trouble sleeping and eating." The speechless monk was above the Buddha's head and solemn. At this moment, he couldn't help but exude a terrible breath. Even Zhuge Buliang couldn't help throwing surprised eyes at him. He felt that in this breath, there was even a sense of anger.

Compared with the silent monk who came out of the dust in the past, it is like a different person. This anger should not have appeared on this mortal Buddha.

"Brother..." The tagging and chat was a tight face.

The speechless monk nodded, and the momentum on his body quietly dissipated, and the talk and laughing Buddha with a compassionate smile was restored again.

Xiao Yun's face was also uncertain, and she looked at the speechless monk.

Zhuge Buteng seemed to see the subtlety of the speechless monk, and the breath just now was extraordinary. However, he didn't make it clear. Everyone has an unknown secret, and Zhuge Butliang is unwilling to break it.

led by the calf witch Hong Lan, several people continued to rush to the depths of the sand sea. On the way, the speechless monk and Zhuge Wuliang were worried.

The red light guide in the ancient jade has indeed saved a lot of trouble for several people. In this vast sea of sand, there are some forbidden places, but with this ancient jade leading the way, they all cleverly dodged it. Not long ago, Zhuge Bliang saw with his own eyes that more than a dozen practitioners strayed into an area and were swallowed up by the sand waves all over the sky.

"The people of Zhu Zixianmen are in front." Honglan put away the ancient jade and said with a strict face.

"Do you have a festival in Niutou Mountain and Zhu Zixianmen?" Seeing a touch of worry on Honglan's face, Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help asking.

Hong Lan said, "Dad just killed two elders of Zhu Zixianmen a few days ago. I didn't expect to meet them here again. It's really a narrow road."

"What are they doing?" The words were doubtful.

Far away, a group of people from Zhu Zixianmen gathered together and pointed out, as if they were discussing something.

Zhuge's expression changed. He felt the same breath as the mummified corpse he had met before, which was even stronger, and even an unpleasant stench floated in the air. Turning his head and looking at the speechless monk, his eyebrows were also locked. It seemed that he also felt unusual.

At the same time, the people of Zhu Zixianmen also found Zhuge Fuliang.

"Who are you!?" A nun of Zhu Zixianmen asked, with a look of vigilance on her face.

At this time, a charming and beautiful woman came out of the crowd. It was the lady in charge of Zhu Zixianmen. She had the charm of the demonic body, the lotus leaves and the rain moistened the bananas. Her beautiful face was full of makeup, and there was a kind of enchanting beauty. The two rich peaks are fascinating.

This is a demonic woman who can't be demoned anymore.

At a glance, the beautiful woman saw Honglan standing in the front. She sneered and said, "It turned out to be you, the little girl. What's wrong? Where's your father?"

"Are you afraid of my father?" Hong Lan showed an evil smile.

The expression on the beautiful woman's face was slightly different, and she immediately sneered: "It's really not that the enemy doesn't get together. Niu Ganglie killed me, the two elders of Zhu Zixianmen. Today, I captured his daughter alive as a punishment."

The calf witch smiled evilly, turned around and hid behind Zhuge Fuliang. She smiled and said, "Come and catch me if you have the ability. If something happens, my father will come immediately."

Hong Lan's behavior made the beautiful woman notice the existence of Zhuge Bliang. Immediately, her face changed and she was shocked, "You are... Zhuge is not bright!"

"What's the matter?" Zhuge said lightly.

The expression on the beautiful woman's face changed several times in an instant, and finally sneered, "Who am I? It turned out that I found him to be a shield for you. Do you really think he can protect you?"

Zhuge Buliang glanced back and forth at the beautiful woman. Of course, he was not appreciating her figure, but with other intentions. After a while, Zhuge Fuliang unconsciously narrowed his eyes. He felt that the beautiful woman's cultivation was still above himself, and she had already stepped into a state that could not be too empty.

At this time, the speechless monk suddenly took a step forward and instantly appeared behind this group of Zhu Zixianmen practitioners. The originally compassionate face was slightly moved, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

For the strange behavior of the speechless monk, Zhuge Wuliang was also stunned and immediately came to the side of the speechless monk, and their faces couldn't help changing.

The sand sea here is obviously different from other places, and the sand flow is divided on both sides, forming a huge sand pit. The bunker was stinky, and countless corpses piled up like mountains. These corpses are all rotten, but there is no doubt that these corpses, like the mute they met before, are all from the children of the Buddhist family.

"Alas..." The chatty and stattering shook their heads and sighed. They belonged to the same children of the Buddha family. In the face of so many corpses of the same family, they couldn't help but feel in their hearts.

I don't know how many years these corpses have been piled up here, and the corpses of the repairer are generally difficult to rot. But the bodies in front of us are all festering, and even some of them have turned into a pair of yellow sand, which is enough to show that they have existed for endless years.

"It's lamentable, it's lament..." The silent monk muttered to himself, and the anger appeared faintly again.

"Huh! When you go to the grave, feel it. Now give me the girl in your hand!" The beautiful woman stood up and shouted.

Unexpectedly, several people were indifferent to her words, as if they didn't hear it. They went their own way.

"You are so bold!" A monk from Zhu Zixianmen shouted loudly.

The beautiful woman stopped the disciple who wanted to rush up. There was a flash of murder in her eyes and rushed up directly. A colorful fairy flew out and rolled towards the calf witch.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the speechless monk suddenly turned around, and a fierce atmosphere broke out in his body. Two fierce lights suddenly shot out of his originally kind eyes, and a black "scorpion" character appeared between his eyebrows. Not only that, on the surface of the skin of the speechless monk, dark black tattoos appeared. The magic pattern is like a ferocious black dragon.

"Get out of here!" The speechless monk shouted loudly.