Corpse Town Eternal

"Amitabha, monks cannot kill, let alone kill their own junior brothers. This master has violated the temple rules of Qingxin Temple." Ye Ming sarcastically said to a middle-aged monk with a big belly who appeared not far away.

The middle-aged monk stretched out his hand and the blood-stained Buddhist beads fell into his hand. He shook the blood on the Buddhist beads with a look of disgust and glared at Ye Ming, "What a thief of the demon sect, you are so eloquent. If I don't kill you today, how can I be worthy of my three junior brothers who died tragically."

"Hey, big monk, the three of them died under your Buddhist beads, and your hands are still stained with their blood. There are witnesses and evidence. Don't quibble, bow your head and confess your guilt quickly." Ye Ming said to the big monk indignantly.

"Hmph." The middle-aged monk snorted coldly, and the Buddhist beads in his hand were offered. The string on the Buddhist beads suddenly broke, and 108 Buddhist beads floated in front of the big monk's chest. The big monk raised his hand and slapped it.

The Buddhist beads shot towards Ye Ming like bullets.

"Is Buddhism so advanced that even Gatling has been developed." Ye Ming couldn't help but complain, but his hands were not slow.

"It's pouring rain." The power of rain was exerted, and dense sword shadows appeared in front of Ye Ming, like a heavy rain.

Each sword was aimed at the 108 Buddhist beads that attacked, and the Buddhist beads were beaten back.

The middle-aged monk looked at the Buddhist beads that hit him, cast a spell, and the 108 Buddhist beads stopped in front of him, looking at Ye Ming with a cautious face.

In the first attack, he could still say that he did not use his full strength, and Ye Ming just used clever strength to dissolve it, but in this attack, he has raised Ye Ming's strength to the same level as him.

"Who are you? When did the Yuhun Sect have a person like you?" The middle-aged monk looked at Ye Ming with a serious face and asked.

"When you die, if you can go to the West, ask your Buddha."

As he spoke, Ye Ming's figure had already rushed towards the middle-aged monk.

"Humph, you are only in the middle stage of foundation building, and you really think that I can't do anything to you." The middle-aged monk was furious, and with a wave of his hand, 108 Buddhist beads were arranged in front of him to form a swastika. The big monk slapped the middle of the swastika and hit it towards Ye Ming.

"Breaking Mountain Fist." Ye Ming punched out, hitting the center of the swastika.

Ye Ming couldn't help but frown. It was not that this attack was too strong, but the power in this attack was not even as strong as the first attack. Obviously, something was wrong.

Sure enough, the middle-aged monk showed a sneer on his face.

After Ye Ming's mountain-breaking fist hit the center of the swastika, the 108 Buddhist beads disintegrated directly, and then scattered around Ye Ming according to a special law, echoing each other from afar.

"Arhat subdues the devil." The middle-aged monk roared.

A strong golden light burst out from the 108 Buddhist beads, and then condensed into a human figure.

"Formation?" Although Ye Ming had not practiced formation, he recognized it at this time. These 108 Buddhist beads can actually be used directly to set up a formation, which is a formation tool.

Originally, Ye Ming felt the power of the Buddhist beads and thought that it was at most a third-level top-grade magic weapon, but if this Buddhist bead is a formation tool, it is afraid that it has reached the level of a fourth-level spiritual tool. The attack ability of the formation tool itself is weaker than that of an ordinary spiritual tool, and the greater power is still in the formation.

"Yes, 108 Luohan in the middle stage of foundation building, let's see how you can break through. Hahaha." The middle-aged monk laughed loudly, as if he had seen the scene where Ye Ming was beaten to death by the 108 Luohan in the formation.

Ye Ming sneered in his heart. If it were 108 late stage of foundation building, he might really encounter difficulties, but 108 middle stage of foundation building, even if these Luohan were body cultivators, it would be difficult to break his defense. The zombie body plus the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building by fire refining true body is not for show.

As the middle-aged monk cast a spell, the 108 golden body Luohan in the Luohan Demon Subduing Formation raised their long sticks and rushed towards Ye Ming.

On the other side, as Ye Ming and the middle-aged monk fought, Yu Jin and the others also started to fight. Ye Kui and Huo Lian had also arrived here at this time.

"Awoo~"

"Awoo~"

Two miserable cries resounded throughout the venue. The sound was so miserable that it made people cry. When everyone looked over, the two monks in the middle stage of foundation building, who were originally severely injured by Ye Ming, were now covering their buttocks and lower bodies, and blood was flowing, which frightened everyone.

"Little thief, you are so insidious to sneak attack the little monk of the big monk." Yu Jin teased.

"You are the same. You dyed the big monk's flowers red." Mao Xiaozei retorted unceremoniously.

"I did it for his own good. The big monk has been observing the rules and regulations all his life. The little monk can't use them. It's a pity that the flowers can only be used when going to the toilet. Before he dies, he must enjoy the pleasure brought by the flowers." Yu Jin said with a smug look on his face.

"Well, I'm also thinking about the monk. Buddhism abstains from sex, but it's not that easy to abstain from sex. Lust is the root of all evil. What if he accidentally breaks the precepts? I'll just help him remove it, so there's no need to worry about breaking the precepts." Mao Xiaozei said seriously.

"That makes sense. We brothers are all doing great good deeds." Yu Jin said with a smile.

"That's right." Mao Xiaozei agreed.

As they said that, the two of them looked at another mid-level late-stage foundation-building cultivator, and the monk couldn't help but cover his hands with his hands.

Then he felt that it was inappropriate to do so, and stared at Yu Jin and the others with shame and anger.

"Hey, Cuihua." Yu Jin pointed behind the monk.

The monk turned his head to look, but saw nothing.

"Ouch~"

An even more tragic sound rang out. Unlike the two monks who were bent like shrimps before, this person's body was bent for a while, then straightened, and he kept repeating the sitting exercise, one in front and one behind, with his hands covered one in front and one behind.

Looking at the strange movements of the big monk, Yu Jin teased, "Look, this big monk has realized the fun we brought him, and he has taken the initiative to do exercise. It is true that a young man can be taught. The master leads the way, and the practice depends on the individual. He has a future, much more promising than those two."

The other two big monks were already dying at this time. They barely opened their eyes and looked over here. Seeing that the last monk was attacked from both sides, they were immediately comforted. They closed their eyes with a strange smile on their lips.

And the last monk, after hearing what Yu Jin and the others said, couldn't help spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. It was unknown whether he was angry or injured.

But in a moment, he died directly.

Then Yujin and the other monks cast their eyes on the other monks around them. When the monks saw their gazes, they took a step back as if they saw an evil ghost.

There was also a monk who was slapped to death by the big-breasted woman.

The fear of the two, or the pain of anal sex and peach theft, created a real fear.