Chapter 1632: Blood Demon

Time passed, and under the siege of the three major sects, the eight ascetics finally fell to the ground, the three of them lost their combat effectiveness, and the other five were silent.
Seeing the several ascetics lying on the ground, Tianxin Buddha suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Then, there was a grim look in his eyes, and he slowly walked towards the eight ascetics.
He was about to speak, but his face suddenly changed greatly, and he turned sideways, retreating to the side in embarrassment.
Buzzing!
At the moment he retreated, a pair of scarlet arms suddenly appeared from the vortex at the altar. The arms were very huge, and almost instantly dragged eight ascetics in his hands and dragged them into the vortex.
All this happened so fast that no one would react.
"Quick, stop it!"
When the eight ascetic monks were about to be dragged to the mouth of the whirlpool on the altar, the voice of the Tianxin Buddha was long overdue.
After Tianxin Buddha's reminder, everyone reacted. Various exercises and martial arts all greeted the altar, and the explosion sounded endlessly.
After the powerful bombardment of the crowd, the bodies of the eight ascetics finally burst open and turned into powder.
But before everyone showed excitement on their faces, a shocking scene appeared.
After the bodies of the eight ascetics turned into powder, they did not float in the air, but they turned into a cloud of blood mist, and they were instantly sucked into the vortex by the vortex!
Seeing this scene, the Tianxin Buddha's face turned pale, and he muttered to himself: "It's over, it's all over, the flesh sacrifices were finished by them after all."
Hearing the words of the Tianxin Buddha, the corners of the eyes of Long Shisan and others twitched, and their expressions became solemn.
Although they didn't know how powerful the blood demon monks were summoned after the physical sacrifices performed by the eight ascetics, judging from the dignified and desperate eyes of the sky, the blood demon monks must be difficult for everyone to deal with.
Roar!
Oooh!
At this moment, a gust of yin wind suddenly sounded above the altar. There were bursts of yin wind, ghosts crying and howling wolves, evil spirits surged, like an apocalyptic scene.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the blood-colored vortex getting bigger and bigger. At the end, a deep passage appeared in the center of the blood-colored vortex. The passage did not know where it led, but after only one glance, everyone felt a nausea and fainting. Feeling like, the soul seems to be swallowed by that deep channel.
Then, in the horrified expressions of everyone, a monk wearing black monk clothes and holding a three-pronged stick made of bone in his hand, with dark skin and red eyes, stepped into the air from the whirlpool.
"Amitabha, who summoned the poor monk."
The voice of the black-clothed monk rang in everyone's minds like Huang Zhongda Lu.
Hearing this voice, everyone's faces turned pale. The black-clothed monk did not look very strong, even very thin, but it seemed that there was infinite power in his thin body. Just a word made everyone Feel a deep sense of suffocation.
Soon, the whirlpool dissipated, and the black-clothed monk dropped his feet on the ground, slowly closed his eyes, and took a sharp sniff.
"Fresh air, long-lost smell, I am back."
"Niezha, go back to your world!"
When the black-clothed monk closed his eyes and was enjoying the fresh air around him, the Tianxin Buddha suddenly roared, and suddenly cast a powerful spell on the black-clothed monk, burning the Buddha's flames.
A golden flame instantly emerged in the void, enveloping the black-clothed monk's body and burning violently.
At this time, the black-clothed monk opened his eyes violently, and a murderous intent that made people feel palpitating was shot from his scarlet eyes.
"Buddha, what a disgusting thing."
The black-clothed monk snorted coldly, and saw a black mist rising from his body, instantly extinguishing the burning Buddha flame.
"Are you a Buddha from Lingzhou?" The black-clothed monk looked at the Tianxin Buddha who had shown himself the flames of Buddha just now, and asked in a deep voice.
Seeing that his attack did not work against the black-clothed monk, Tianxin Buddha's eyes showed a solemn look: "Blood demon monk, this is not the place you should be, if you return to your world, poor monk I can let you go."
"Let me go?"
The black-clothed monk was taken aback for a moment, and then he laughed wildly: "Since you know who I am, why bother to tell me these nonsense? I dream of wanting to come back here again. You think it depends on your words, I Will you go back obediently?"
He definitely didn't want to experience the second time in the gloomy days.
Hearing the words of the monk in black, the Tianxin Buddha was silent for a while.
He knew that the black-clothed monk was right. Because the blood demon monk had fallen into the devil's way, eternally fallen into the nether world, and did not enter the cycle of reincarnation, they would never return to the world again.
Thinking of this, the Tianxin Buddha took a deep breath and said, "Blood Demon Monk, you should know that since the day you turned your back on Buddhism, this world has no place for you."
"Abandon Buddhism? What a tall hat!"
The black-clothed monk laughed wildly, and the laughter was full of sadness. After a long time, he said: "If you hadn't killed us ascetics, how could we be willing to fall, and in that dark place, we would never be safe."
"Lingzhou Buddhas are a group of ethical and decent people. You are just executioners wearing hypocritical masks. You monks are the real blood demon monks!"
Hearing the words of the black-clothed monk, the face of Tianxin Buddhists trembles with blue veins. That period of history is indeed the darkest history in Lingzhou, and it is also a shame to Buddhism, but even so, they are not blood demon monks. Humiliating.
The Tianxin Buddhist disciples shouted angrily at that time: "Blood Demon Monk, you dare to insult my Buddhism, my Ten Thousand Buddha Sect will definitely teach you that you will die!"
Hearing what the Tianxin Buddha said, the black-clothed monk condensed his eyes, and his sharp eyes looked at the Tianxin Buddha, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you a disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect?"
When the Tianxin Buddha heard this, he thought it was a black-clothed monk who was scared, and his expression showed a touch of arrogance. The whole Lingzhou is like the difference between Yinghuo and Haoyue. Do you think you can shake the entire Lingzhou Buddhism?"
Hearing this, the black-clothed monk was silent for a while.
After a long time, he slowly raised his head and looked at the Tianxin Buddha, with a cruel smile on his mouth.
"I can't shake the entire Buddhism, but I can kill you, a running dog of ten thousand Buddhas!"
Before he finished his words, the figure of the black-clothed monk turned into a cloud of black mist, instantly deceiving the Tianxin Buddha.