A small red figure walked slowly into the Buddhist hall.
The broken door panel creaked under his feet.
Only the size of a baby, but the movements are as natural as flowing water, without a hint of childish comicality, but with a breath of suffocation as heavy as a mountain.
Every time the little red man took a step forward, he gave the monks in front of him an illusion that the entire Buddhist hall was shaking, and an overwhelmingly powerful pressure hit their faces, causing them to retreat involuntarily.
Only by retreating can this powerful pressure be reduced.
The monks who formed a formation retreated and all retreated.
Every time the red villain takes a step forward, the monks take a step back. The old white-browed monk who lives in the formation is as stable as a rock, but he can only slide backwards slowly with the steps of the monks to keep him in the eyes of the formation. Location.
The little red man took ten steps forward, and the monks took ten steps back.
No matter how big the Buddhist hall is, so many monks retreat together, and they retreat to the end in ten steps.
Behind is the wall, there is no retreat!
The red villain took a step forward, and the monks in the first row were already trembling, fighting with their legs, and the entire formation was faltering.
Before taking the shot, the strongest Peacock King of Koyasan, Fudo King Kong, was on the verge of collapse!
The old monk with white eyebrows sighed in his heart, slowly got up, put his hands together, and said in a long voice: "Nangdong! Sidi Sidi Sidi Sidi Kaluo! Roye talked! Sendong, Shili!"
The monks all chanted together and even chanted.
The red villain took a step forward, and the monks in the front row couldn't bear the pressure and knelt down one after another, barely maintaining the formation.
The monks followed the old monk Baimei to recite the last mantra!
"Asen, what is it! Poh he!"
The old monk Baimei suddenly became a masterpiece.
In Guanghua, the image of a four-armed Bodhisattva appeared. It was huge and unparalleled. It directly shattered the top of the Buddhist hall and rose into the sky, standing high in the air, looking down at the red villain in front of him.
This Bodhisattva rides a golden peacock, with four arms from right to left holding the lotus flower, the kwankura fruit, the auspicious fruit and the peacock tail.
"Who are you!"
The king of Peacock Ming opened his lips and uttered a voice, roaring like thunder in the sky, the light in his eyes loomed, and the supreme power came over the sky!
With his hands on his back, the little red man looked at the giant Bodhisattva with his head up, and said loudly: "My name is Zhou Yang. I don't believe in gods and Buddhas. Today I want to destroy Gaoyeshan.
"Presumptuous!" The Bodhisattva was furious, with blazing flames in his eyes, Jier's whole body was burning, and his huge palms rushed towards Zhou Yang with flames.
Zhou Yang laughed loudly, "You haven't seen it when I was presumptuous!"
Stand up, double-edged on your back
The small person, the small machete, is completely out of proportion to the huge Ming Wang Buddha statue, but it brings a dazzling red light.
The red light flashed from the neck of King Ming like lightning, like a meteor.
King Ming's huge head separated from his body and soared into the sky.
A terrified roar sounded, "Longqiu is really hurt! No..."
The great Bodhisattva shattered in an instant, and the light and shadow were like rain. Zhou Yang retracted his sword into its sheath and slowly fell back to the Buddhist hall.
In the Buddhist hall, he lay on the floor and bald his head, all covered in blood, dying.
The old monk with white eyebrows was barely able to sit upright, and the entire robe was dyed purple-black with blood, and a lot of blood had accumulated under him.
It seems that the blood in his whole body has been drained in only that moment!
"This is, what magical power?"
The old monk Baimei asked hard questions.
"This is not supernatural power, this is real damage, you don't understand this!"
Zhou Yang turned and walked outside the Buddhist hall.
The old monk Baimei yelled unwillingly: "Why, why do you have to destroy Gaoyeshan! We have no grievances!"
"If Yokoyama Shizuoka listens to my warning, you don't actually have to die."
Zhou Yang had already walked out of the Buddhist hall, only the voice still rang out.
"But it's nothing. Originally you were all going to die, but now it's just to advance the date of death. If you come out, you must be creditable. If you say that you are full, you will be destroyed!"
The last sentence was really inexplicable, and the old monk Baimei couldn't help being stunned.
He panted and struggled for a while, then took out a cell phone from under his monk's robe and pressed a number.
The phone rang for a while before it was connected, and there was a hoarse cry from there: "Master Mercy, help, Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang is here, we can't stand it anymore, help, help..."
How can this be!
Intelligence showed that Zhou Yang was driving to Gaotianyuan.
The reality is that things like Zhou Yang's primordial incarnation are killing him in Gaoye Mountain.
So what the hell is Zhou Yang who appeared on the Yin-Yang Dao on the other side of the phone
The old monk Baimei stayed for a while, and suddenly showed fear, and shouted into the phone: "Incarnate outside, he is not a human being, he is a member of the gods and buddhas, run away, hurry..."
He couldn't finish his words, and the last bit of blood spurted out of his throat, his body tilted, his phone slipped, and his breath disappeared.
At the main Yamamoto of the Onmyoji Master, thousands of miles away, the flames are raging, and the contemporary liao chang's Yin and Yang head, Tomimon Saburo, can't even hold the phone in his hand because of fear.
He didn't quite understand the last call of Master Koyasan Cien, but the despair and fear in that tone were far away without any reduction in the slightest!
Koyasan is over too!
Domitaburo thought desperately.
Maybe it wouldn't be mixed with the things of General Gao Tianyuan's mansion.
But there is no such option.
The most elite personnel of the General Mansion they sent out to support, as well as the Nine-Tailed Fox, the strongest illusionist, were all chopped off their heads and thrown back.
Then the little man carrying the long green blade rushed in.
Illusion is useless in front of him, and no matter how many Shikigami rushed past, it was only a stab.
He just slaughtered all the way in in such a big way, and the corpses of Onmyoji were lying wherever he passed!
Tomon Yusaburo received only one knife, and one arm was chopped off. It was fortunate that his shikigami Tengu blocked most of the attacks for him.
He escaped his life, but Yatengu was chopped to pieces along with several other Shikigami.
He scrambled and fled to the main hall imperial palace.
There are layers of defensive seals set by the strongest Onmyoji in the past, and the strongest monster in the legend is suppressed under the seal!
Once this demon is released, the entire Japan may be destroyed under its might.
Generations of Onmyojis have guarded this monster here!
But now, Tumen Misaburo is not going to use his last life to guard the demons, but is preparing to release the demons.
Since Yin Yang Dao is destined to perish, then who cares about what will happen to Japan and let the enemy perish together is the most important thing!
Koyasan’s phone call shattered his last hope. He climbed to the center of the imperial palace with difficulty, pushed hard to the statue of the strongest onmyoji Abe Seimei, and let the blood from his broken arm drip into the small black hole below the statue.
boom!
The imperial palace shook, the door opened, and the villain carrying the long green blade stepped in!
Behind him, there is no more onmyoji! (End of this chapter)