dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch:

Just when Hua Jiunan and others were deeply trapped in the underground palace of the dead, a luxurious rescue team finally arrived.

This time, Wu Yongming, the Taoist priest in purple, brought his ID card, so the red soldiers naturally did not stop him.

Enter the first floor of the underground palace, which is where Hua Jiunan and the others disappeared.

Looking at the empty surroundings, Zhang Bao, who was worried about Chen Daji and Chang Baye, spoke first.

"Blessed Blessings Boundless Yellow Heaven!"

"Saving people is the most important thing now, and the poor are showing their shame."

Zhang Jiao nodded with a smile, Xiao Wuxin's big sparkling eyes were full of anxiety.

Wu Yongming, Taoist priest in purple clothes, Rong Hui, head of the Lecture Hall of Baima Temple, and Pu Neng, great monk of Arhat Hall of Jinshan Temple, hurriedly returned their salutes.

"Seniors, please go ahead, juniors are about to respect the methods of the leader."

After being polite, Zhang Bao didn't hesitate any longer, and took out a slightly rusty compass from his arms and sat on the ground.

Breathe out a mouthful of energy on the compass, and mutter something in his mouth.

"I worship peace, the world is peaceful; I can't bear all living beings, and walk forward like blindness."

"Rescue the suffering and disaster, our generation mourns; and ask the gods to guide the light!"

"In the name of the 36 sects of Taiping Road, let's show you the way forward!"

Under the blessing of the mantra, the pointer on the compass rotates rapidly, just like the blades of a fan.

When it was about to stop, a huge stone arm suddenly appeared in the void. It was the stone statue carved from the resentment of the dead and the "Tomb Mountain" - different heavens.

After the big hand appeared, it pressed towards the compass with bursts of black air.

That way, it's like a giant swatting flies.

For ordinary people, even if there are many powerful people present, except for Zhang Jiao, the others can't handle it alone!

The resentment of a civilization and an ethnic group for more than 5000 years, even the Tenth Yama will sigh when they see it.

Wu Yongming, Taoist priest in purple clothes, has suffered a lot and knows the power of "uncommon nature", so he hurriedly greeted the rest of the people when he saw this.

"Blessed Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate!"

"Fellow daoists join hands quickly, this thing is extraordinary!"

After finishing speaking, without hesitation, he took out the most treasured "Xu Mou" mirror and threw it into the air.

"There is heaven and earth in the mirror, every detail is revealed!"

"In the name of Laojun, hurry like a law!"

In fact, there is no need for Wu Yongming to remind, except for Zhang Jiao, the rest of the great powers are already ready to make a move.

Xiao Wuxin also quietly took out the rosary, her big eyes were flickering, and when she was hesitating whether to smash it over, she was gently pulled by Zhang Jiao.

At this time, the leader of the great religion said softly like a loyal elder caring for his juniors.

"Buddha's heart is like Bodhi, and he is untainted. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he does not need to participate in worldly affairs."

"Leave it to someone else."

Wuxin has long been "enlightened by the Buddha's heart", so she can naturally feel Zhang Jiao's heartfelt love.

Therefore, he nodded honestly, and quietly retracted the rosary with some embarrassment.

"Namo Amitabha."

"My little monk misses my elder brother so he acted recklessly. Thank you, the leader, for reminding me."

In fact, Zhang Jiao has another purpose in preventing Wuxin from "killing":

That is to worry that after the little guy is "stained with blood", his obsession will be aroused again, and he will become the true demon who can reach the heaven of lust!

At that time, even if he is as strong as Zhang Jiao, he dare not say that he can stop the faceless killing.

Wherever the mind reaches, everything is lonely...

Wuxin has scruples, but the rest of the people don't.

Zhang Bao snorted coldly: "Bold dead man, dare to do evil in front of my Taiping sect leader, and retreat quickly!"

During the process of speaking, the deputy leader was not idle:

Take off the copper coin sword on the oblique back and move upwards: "Changing the heavens and the earth, transforming the four directions, with the power of the Taiping 36 Fangjiao, block!"

The disciples of the Buddha are compassionate and kind, and the two eminent monks, Rong Hui and Pu Neng, unanimously used the Fudo Mingwang Mantra.

"Nangmasti, Svasti, Sussidhi, Siddikara, Rayagyuyan, Sanmasti, Ajamasti, Savaha."

Bursts of Buddha light emanated from the two great monks, converging into the image of Fudo Myoyo himself:

Hair drooping shawl, frowning.

Canine teeth are exposed on both sides of the mouth, showing great anger.

The top is slanted, the skirt is lowered, the right hand holds the sword, the left holds the rope, and stands in the flames of wisdom all over the body in the posture of a boy.

King Ming Faxiang raised his arms falsely, and seemed to be slowly but really hastily facing the huge palm that was pressed down.