Vol 2 Chapter 392 Your Buddha is dead!

Under this sudden percussion, everyone in the caravan was shocked.

　　Walking north and south, they are also very knowledgeable. They have seen fox monsters and walking corpses, but this is the first time for such a big scene.

　　 “Don’t panic! It’s just something weird, it’s done with one slash!”

　　 Brother Xie yelled, under the influence of the soul of war, the emotion of fear melted like ice on fire, and what followed the churning was endless fighting will.

　　 “Big brother is right! As long as it can be chopped, there is nothing to be afraid of!”

　　 The reckless person echoed, and he was the first to resonate with the battle spirit, sharing some bonuses with the battle spirit as a soldier.

　　 The room was cheering up, but outside the room became more and more impatient. The knocking sound gradually turned into a door slamming, and it was very uncomfortable for noisy people’s ears.

　　 Under the continuous slap, several windows of the temple have a tendency to open.

　　 Brother Xie stared at those directions, ready to wait for the monster to appear, and then stab him directly.

　　 “Amitabha~”

　　 A Buddha’s name was chanted in the house, and in everyone’s astonished eyes, Shifang and Baiyun’s corpses changed rapidly toward the appearance of living people.

　　 The half of the wooden fish that struck Xie’s head quickly disappeared, and then it reached Baiyun’s hand, and was connected with the other half held by Baiyun’s hand.

Da da da…

　　 The wooden fish percussively sounded, the sound was crisp but not loud, and the mysterious power contained in it made the slap around the temple disappear.

　　 Just when Brother Xie thought everything was going to end in peace, with a bang, all the windows and doors bounced open, and the figure with the head bowed stood there, and the people who watched were startled.

　　 The wooden fish stick in Baiyun’s hand stopped for a second, and then he continued to tap again. The ten parties behind him closed their eyes and folded their hands, like a devout believer, praying.

　　 Brush Brush…

　　 All the shadows raised their heads and looked at Bai Yun together.

　　 are all monks? !

　　 Brother Xie looked at the bald head and the ring scar, and remembered the legend in his mind, the legend that all monks in this temple disappeared overnight.

　　 “Your Buddha is dead!”

　　 dead… dead…

　　 The monks opened their mouths, and neat voices came from their mouths.

　　Sound waves echoed throughout the hall, and the magic sound pierced into people’s hearts.

　　 Baiyun’s wooden fish sticks were tapping faster and faster. This time, the golden Buddha hidden on the altar began to follow this rhythm, swelling and spreading golden light.

　　 Under the golden light, the monks were forced to retreat a few meters.

　　 Brother Xie didn’t breathe a sigh of relief, but found that those guys were leaning up again, judging from the movements of their bodies, it seemed that there was a force pushing them behind them.

　　 looked slightly behind the man, Xie brother seemed to see something like a huge vine against the man’s back.

　　 Before he could continue to observe, the people behind seemed to be a little anxious, and the monks began not to follow the proper path and turned up the windows.

　　 Brother Xie hesitated for a second. Although these weird targets don’t seem to be them, he still understands the truth about lip and tooth cold.

　　 raised the big sword in his hand and cut it down directly!

　　当~

　　 was directly bounced back from the knife, Brother Xie stepped back two steps, and the war spirit young tiger around him pounced on him, and his claws crossed the monk’s head, leaving two wounds.

　　 Some rapeseeds dangled from the wound, with some dead grass.

　　 This Hittite scene is nothing in Xie Ge’s eyes. He only knows one thing, and that is the movement of this thing!

　　 Seeing this wound, everyone behind the caravan also cheered, not afraid of the enemy being strong, but afraid that there would be no feedback in the fight, that would be too bad for morale.

　　 After pinging, ping, ping, and ping, the monks still turned in, regardless of the attacker who jumped up and down, they just approached the direction of Baiyun little by little.

　　 Brother Xie roared and chopped off the monk Rugang’s head with a knife. The withered grass sticking out of his neck waved in the air twice. After not finding his head, he lost his breath.

Looking back at the battlefield, Brother Xie said that his heart is not good, only he has the direct bonus of battle soul in the team, the effect of other people’s link bonus is not good, and it can’t cause actual damage. When exhausted, the people in the team will turn from fighters to hind legs.

　　 Thinking of this, Brother Xie, regardless of possible danger, jumped and jumped to the side of Zen Master Bai Yun.

　　 “Master! Is there any other way! It won’t work if you consume it like this!” Xie yelled.

　　 Bai Yun didn’t respond, but knocked on the wooden fish with his head down.

　　 Are there really two dead people? !

　　 Brother Xie continued to fight, trying his best to prevent the invaders from approaching the altar and Baiyun, but they were unable to make up for the difference in numbers.

　　 is going to die like this?

　　 die, I must at least pull someone into the water!

　　 The cub grew up unconsciously next to Brother Xie, and immediately afterwards, he directly gave up his defense and slashed at the enemy beside the altar.

　　 The light of the knife flashed, and the head fell to the ground.

　　 Brother Xie was also completely relieved, and the spirit of war also appeared a little languid because of excessive fatigue.

　　 “Monk, believe in my Buddha, my Buddha will send you to the Western Heavenly Paradise, why bother to go to the Yin World and suffer the sin in vain.”

　　 After completely surrounded by white clouds, the monk stiffly opened his mouth, and the bewitching words came out from his mouth.

　　 “Banana, you Bara! Bliss, you big watermelon!”

　　 Thanks to the fire, the long knife in his right hand turned into a stream of light. Accompanied by the roar of the tiger, he directly penetrated his eyes.

Snapped!

The monk beside 　　 slapped Brother Xie into the air with a slap, and slammed it heavily on the altar. The old corrupt altar collapsed, and the golden Buddha also rolled to the ground.

　　 Seeing that everything was completely finished, Xie Ge swallowed the blood in his mouth, unwillingly raised the golden Buddha that was rolled to his hand, and threw it towards the center.

　　 War Soul returned to Xie Ge when he launched an attack.

　　 When the golden Buddha flew out, the battle spirit flew with him.

　　In an instant, the golden light was prosperous, and the battle spirit was directly sucked into the golden Buddha.

　　In the light, the golden Buddha began to change from the original shape of the cross-legged Buddha.

　　 Bai Yun, who had not had any response, raised his head and looked at the golden Buddha flying out.

　　 Stick? What kind of Buddha is that?

　　 The shape of the golden Buddha finally changed into an image of a Buddha that Baiyun had never seen before, holding a long stick and wearing a winged crown.

　　 In the next instant, a golden light swept across the entire hall.

　　 With a cry, the golden Buddha fell to the ground.

　　 With this clear sound, the ghosts in the main hall disappeared, leaving no traces.

　　 If it weren’t for Brother Xie’s injuries, he would really think that everything was just a dream of Huang Liang.

　　 “Brother! Are you okay!” The reckless man ran to help Brother Xie from the ground, and asked concerned.

　　 Brother Xie didn’t say much, he just looked in the direction of Baiyun, who had already stood up and looked at the golden Buddha that had landed.