He recognized the teeth in front of him as one of the treasures of Buddhism.

next moment.

"Crack!"

The two rows of teeth fell off like a knife, and he directly bit off the upper half of the woman in his hand, splashing blood, and swallowed it whole.

"Amitabha!"

The recitation of the Buddha resounded in all directions, and the golden arhat, about nine meters high, swallowed the lower half of his body in one gulp, and fished it out again towards the crowd.

He grabbed the two of them and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Crack!"

"puff!"

Blood spattered, screams and wailing rolled into the throat.

"what!"

Shouts of panic began to spread, and the crowd fell into panic and fled in all directions.

"what happened?"

"Aren't these things going out of Thousand Buddha Mountain?"

"How come out now?"

Zhang Liang's face was pale, and he looked back, his eyes shrank involuntarily:

"It's not that they came out, but because after the earthquake, our location has now been included in the range of Qianfo Mountain."

As he said that, he opened his eyes wide and hurriedly shouted:

"Xiao Wu. Don't go there!"

"Let go of my sister!" A young man with a bone sword in his hand rushed out with a roar, jumped high, and slashed fiercely at Luohan's wrist with his sword.

The young man has a sixth-grade cultivation.

The sixth-grade cutting marrow is not weak, and the power of a sword is no less than a thousand catties.

but……

"when!"

There was a sound of collision, and Luo Han's arm remained motionless, but the young man holding the sword staggered to the end with bleeding from his palm.

"call……"

Shadows shrouded the front, and a big golden foot stepped forward.

The flesh pattern of a thousand-spoke wheel treasure appears on the bare feet and feet, which is exactly the shape of the wheel under the foot. This appearance can destroy enemies and demons, and expresses the virtue of breaking through ignorance and ignorance.

now.

"puff!"

A young man under the age of 20 was trampled into a pulp, with blood gushing out of his seven orifices, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair.

The last scene in sight was the tragedy of my sister being swallowed into her mouth.

"what!"

The roar shook all directions.

"Run away!"

"Run away!"

Zhang Liang clenched his teeth, his eyes were red, and he yelled at the crowd desperately:

"This is the Detective Arhat Ban Tuojia, whose strength can be compared with the powerhouse in the middle stage of Black Iron. Don't touch him, run away as far as you can!"

"Roar!"

Before he finished speaking, a lion's roar suddenly sounded in the distance.

The roar was like thunder, deafening.

Zhang Liang turned his head when he heard the sound, his complexion couldn't help changing, his eyes were full of horror.

A majestic, seven-meter-tall lion came running up the mountain, knocking several people to the ground with a single pounce, biting and devouring them.

Behind him, a monk who resembled the probing Arhat Bantoga stepped forward, grinning loudly, and grabbed someone and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Laughing Lion Arhat Vajara Vodoro!"

"Shh!"

"Swish!"

A handsome white deer appeared in the crowd, bouncing back and forth, and screaming with joy from time to time.

The white deer is about ten meters high. The top of the deer is swaying, like a white jade coral shining pure halo, which is really beautiful. There is an arhat sitting on the back.

"Sitting Deer Lohan Bindu Loba Luo Falling Pavilion Venerable!"

"It's over!"

Zhang Liang's body was shaking, with despair on his face.

……

……

……

Good luck!

Ground speed stars twinkle.

Time seems to slow down.

The dust is stagnant, and the fallen leaves are motionless.

Only Zhou Jia's reaction remained the same as usual without any change.

"call……"

The chest and abdomen are agitated in an orderly manner, and the source power flows through the whole body in sequence. Along the mysterious path, it gushes out from the key points under the feet, pushing the skin and flesh to tremble.

"Shh!"

One step over, the body flashes ten feet.

Nine steps up the stairs!

One step faster than one step, one step farther than one step.

After nine steps, he was already hundreds of meters away. The extreme speed pulled a white line behind him, and the whistling wind swept around in the next moment after he left.

The so-called super sports car would feel ashamed in front of Zhou Jia at this time.

The small half of the city was crossed not long after running at this speed.

Before approaching the survivor's base, the majestic Thousand Buddha Mountain, which is tilted by more than 40 degrees, has already come into view one step ahead.

An ominous premonition welled up in my heart.

At this moment, several familiar figures appeared in front of him.

"Shh!"

Zhou Jia fell from a height and looked at Liang Xingzhi:

"what happened?"

"Uncle Zhou!" Seeing Zhou Jia, Liang Xing's face was full of ecstasy, and he said anxiously:

"The earthquake in Jicheng just now moved Qianfo Mountain. Mr. Zheng was worried about something happening at the base, so he rushed there first. We are going there."

"Base!" Zhou Jia looked back, his ears trembled slightly, and his face sank immediately:

"go!"

With a low shout, he grabbed Liang Xingzhi with one hand and rushed forward. The others looked at each other, and hurriedly followed without thinking too much.

At this time, they were not far from the base, and when they arrived nearby, everyone's faces turned pale.

I saw that the once hidden base had already been distorted and deformed by the earthquake, and turned into ruins, with blood and stumps all over the place.

There are still a few survivors, all of them with frightened eyes and trembling bodies.

Zheng Lao Yin Ji and other black iron,

But they are not there.

"what happened?"

Liang Xingzhi roared:

"What happened here?"

"Zhou... Uncle Zhou." Someone finally saw Zhou Jia, and rushed towards him, crying as if seeing a savior, howling:

"Arhat...Buddha...have all become devils!"

"They shout about Amitabha, but they are eating people and driving them into the mountains. Mr. Zheng and Yin Ji have already gone into the mountains to save people. Let us go outside and wait."

"Where is Xiaoqian?" Chang Wuming, who had just rushed over, raised the other party and roared loudly:

"Did something happen to Xiaoqian?"

"I... I don't know." The man looked terrified, his eyes flustered, and he shook his head frantically:

"I don't know, they're all dead, they're all dead!"

"Those who didn't die were also driven to the mountains, and they would definitely be eaten by those Arhats and Buddhas."

"Fart!" Liang Xing took a step forward and kicked him to the ground:

"Old Zheng has already gone up the mountain, Xiaoqian will definitely be fine."

"Uncle Zhou!"

He turned around and looked at Zhou Jia, with hopeful eyes:

"Let's go up too!"

He is very clear that if he goes up the mountain with his own strength, nine times out of ten he won't be able to save people, and instead will put himself in danger, but no matter what, he can't stand by and watch.

Only Zhou Jia can bring a sense of security.

Zhou Jia raised his head expressionlessly, staring at the mountain in front of him that was more than ten times larger, his ears trembled slightly, his eyes flickered, he was thoughtful, and said nothing.

"I go!"

Seeing that Zhou Jia didn't make a decision for a while, Chang Wuming, who knew the other party's indifference, twitched his eyes, and he no longer expressed any hope, so he couldn't help but whispered:

"Do you want to go or not!"

The others looked at each other in blank dismay, some with shrinking eyes, some with apprehensive faces, and some gritted their teeth tightly, and took a step forward when they heard the sound:

"Together!"

"Well……"

Zhou Jia withdrew his gaze, glanced at a few people, and seemed a little helpless in his eyes, then shook his head slightly, and walked forward:

"Whoever wants to go up the mountain, just follow."

Seeing this, several people showed ecstasy, especially Liang Xingzhi and Chang Wuming, at this moment they also shared the same hatred, looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

As for the others.

Some flinched, while others showed hesitation.

Including Liang Xingzhi, there were only 16 people who chose to grit their teeth and keep up.

Chapter 048 Rescue

The majestic mountain gate with a width of [-] meters and a height of tens of feet falls on a square the size of a football field. The wide stone steps can accommodate horse-drawn carriages.

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