As soon as the old monk said this, I found that the stone bricks under my feet suddenly trembled, and even the temple of the temple immediately began to tremble.

It is no exaggeration to say that when the underground halls began to tremble, under the temple, deeper underground, an extremely dangerous breath spread.

That breath came very suddenly, like a cold person holding a gun to you, or a steel knife on your neck, is the danger that life is about to be erased...

I was already a little nervous, at this time, but also panicked, the fear in my heart was about to suppress, and my legs were trembling.

The Buddha Shakyamuni sitting image behind us is still half-open eyes, looking at this scene in the temple farce, his face showing compassion, eyes can not say the complexity.

It’s like sympathizing with us, and it’s like feeling ashamed because you can’t save us.

With the passage of time, the vibration of the temple is getting bigger and bigger, and the dust on the ceiling is falling like snow.

I want the old monk to withdraw first, so as not to let the fallen ruins die before they fight.

But the old monk turned his head coldly, looked deeply at Shakyamuni Buddha, and knelt down heavily.

The old monk knelt down a lot, and when he fell on his knees, even the floor tiles were cracked by his knees.

“The Lord...the disciples are incompetent... really can’t stop the demon...” The old monk muttered in a whisper, as if he were talking to himself, holding his forehead to the ground, and his body was constantly trembling: “I’m sorry...the disciples have done their best... His Holiness...it is too powerful...the people of the future generations can’t help us...”

Happy Buddha did not come near us, nor did he withdraw, for this great change in the underground, he said very calm, unusually leisurely to our side to look at.

"When human beings are poor, so is the Buddha."The happy Buddha laughed and persuaded the old monk to say, “The Lord is powerful, and there are things he can’t do, why should you embarrass him?”

With that, the joy Buddha paused, and the laughter became mocked.

"You are not a Buddhist now, you are Gatten, you are the real Buddha enemy, the Lord sees you become like this, he still can't..."

“Shut up!”

I yelled, almost roused all the courage, and glared back at him viciously: "What do you know about his mother?!A traitor like you doesn’t end well!”

Happy Buddha was not angry, smiled and spread his hands: "I have been following the Supreme People for many years, what has he given me?"What did I pay for?How can a disciple like you understand my unwillingness?”

He also pointed to the old monk who knelt on the ground, and his tone became more and more disdainful.

“The true God of old was born to kill him, to kill you, to destroy this temple of the truth, the Buddha whom he worships, the noble world, and what has he done for you?”

“You all say that the Buddha can cross people and can make great wishes for all sentient beings in Pudu under great mercy...”

“Are those true?”The happy Buddha laughed very suddenly, as if he had been stimulated by something, the laughter became sharp, and it sounded extremely sick: "Those are all false!Only for the world to leave the Buddha Zen Sutra, the final passer is the Buddha?Is it?Or are we ourselves?Have you thought about it?”

Hearing this laughter, the old monk's body trembled twice, slowly raised his head, and in the turbid old eyes, full of tears of sorrow, his body trembled.

Disciple to suppress demons!You don't blame me! disciples are devoted to Buddha, never thought they would fall into such a situation...Don't blame me!!"

At the same time that the old monk was crying loudly with grief, his original black and white eyes were gradually occupied by countless blood, and the entire eyeball became red, with a spirit of evil.

At that moment, I was very clear that this old monk was really going to go to the devil.

The complete Gatmin, its strength should be unbeatable, even if the six prophets of the old religion join forces, should also fall a fiasco, more or less will leave people's lives in the temple.

But the last time they came to the temple, they really got out of the whole body.

Again, the old monk is aware of this... He must have a bottom card, and this bottom card is the real apostate into demonic, transformed into the Buddha's enemy Gadda.

"Don't worry!" cried I, in spite of the danger, and tugged at the old monk who was going into the devil, and wanted to pull him from the ground: "Let's kill the happy Buddha first!

The old monk seemed weak, but I pulled him, but I couldn't drag him up.

He made me feel like an unshakable mountain, and no matter how hard I could, I couldn’t shake him.

"That monster is going to be born, and that's the point."The old monk whispered, ignoring my dissuadement: "As for those who blaspheme the gods, of course there will be retribution."

“Reward is shit!”I couldn't help but yell, regardless of whether it was possible for the old monk to turn his face, and tugged at him: "You are their retribution! let's do it first!Otherwise, we’ll have to get distracted when we’re dealing with monsters!”

Listening to my advice, the old monk seemed to turn the corner, looked back at me, and said, "Okay, then I'll kill him first, and deal with the monster."

With that, he stood up slowly, dark as ink-skin, and there were signs of agitation in many places, and it seemed that something was moving inside, and the whole body was in an extremely unstable state.

He was calm on the other side of the happy Buddha, and he heard what I said to the old monk, and knew what he was about to face.

"I will not kill you in a short time, but you will not kill me."

Happy Buddha said with a smile, not taking us seriously at all, from the pocket pulled out a similar to a copper mirror thing, but the mirror is hollow, there are many holes, the eyes of those holes connected to see ... those lines above the mirror, look like a totem!

I don't know why, when I saw those lines, I had a sense of familiarity, it seems to have been seen somewhere, and the texture of the copper mirror is also like red copper cast, which is very similar to Chen Qiuyan's copper from the sea.

What can be taken out in this case, nine out of ten are the device, and this device ... may also have something to do with the ancient ancient creatures!

"Be careful."I pressed my voice and whispered, “The magic weapon that the monk holds should be related to the ancient creatures, maybe it is to be used to prevent you!”

The old monk said, and seemed a little unmoved to my reminder.

“Do you need my help?”I asked carefully.

"You look at the Buddha statue here, and if the Buddha statue cracks, it proves that the seal has been broken by the monster, and you run out."

I nodded my head and understood.

“Come on, let me see what you are.”Happy Buddha looked at us from a distance, and laughed and said: "Connecting the sacrificial veins under the temple have long been opened, as long as I hold this faith, the power of the true God will be shared with me, so as to keep me from dying!"

Hearing this, the old monk's footsteps stopped a little, as if he were afraid of the monster under the temple, and the weight in his eyes became more and more.

“Shared?I’m afraid it’s just a giveship, right?”I sneered, "If you really have the power of it, then you won't say you can't kill us for a short time, and you're ugly with us, you're a fat bald donkey."

Happy Buddha in the old religion status is extraordinary, it is estimated that I have not been so scolded, so I have a mouth, that dog day can not control the mood, such as wanting to eat people staring at me, mouth also said, a moment to slowly clean up me.

Seeing this look, I was a little surprised, and couldn't help but look back at Shakyamuni's sitting image.

The Buddhists who believe in the world will still be forced into such apostate monk by an emotionally unstable apostate, if there is a true word of God in this world... can those Buddhas really see it?

At this time, the old monk did not talk much anymore and rushed forward.

In this murderous situation, he still had a sad thought in his mouth.

“Amitabha...”