Chapter 1009: : Resent the Buddha and the Devil's Pestle

"Oh, this Jinshan Temple has a secret."
　　 The madman Chu's eyes flashed with a different color, looking at the crack.
　　 In the cracks, blood filled the cracks, and it was actually mixed with a disgusting resentment. It is hard to imagine that under this solemn and sacred Jinshan Temple, there is such a terrible resentment.
　　 The madman of Chu explored deeper into the crack.
　　 I saw a thick, river surging underground, and the resentment came out of this river of blood.
　　 At the end of the river, there is a blood-colored descending magic pestle, which is different from what Madman Chu has seen.
There are three faces carved on the top of 　　 Baochu.
　　Look carefully, the three faces represent...
　　 Greed, anger, idiot.
　　 Bloody Falling Demon Club is very evil, and it is constantly absorbing the countless grievances in this river of blood, nourishing itself.
　　 Upon seeing the madman of Chu, the omniscient spirit opened.
　　 "Resent the Buddha and the magic pestle, the inheritance of the evil Buddha school..."
　　 After some analysis, the madman of Chu figured out the origin of the blame for the Buddha and the magic pestle. Like the three-headed and six-armed blood Buddha, they are all belonging to the evil Buddha sect.
　　 and the damage was also severe.
　　 The only difference is that the three-headed six-armed blood Buddha only needs to find the separated parts and merge them together again.
　　 But the blame for the Buddha is different.
　　This thing needs endless blood and essence to restore its strength. After the evil Buddha Sect was destroyed in the past, this thing was obtained by Jinshan Temple, and it has been secretly repairing this fairy.
　　 "Haha, what a Jinshan Temple, what a Buddhist holy place, who could have imagined that such a sacred and solemn place hides such a grievous and dirty thing underneath?!"
　　 The madman of Chu laughed, with endless mockery.
　　 In the sky, following the madman of Chu came, but the sword crown who had been watching the battle was also full of stunned faces, and was extremely surprised at this scene.
　　In the distance, the abbot of Jinshan Temple looked very ugly. He snorted coldly, then raised his hand and held it in the void, only to see the resentful Buddha and the magic pestle in the abyss soaring into the sky, flying towards him.
　　The magic pestle started, and the sacred Buddha light on the abbot of Jinshan Temple was immediately stained with blood, revealing a gloomy and strange feeling.
　　 There is no such thing as the appearance of an eminent monk just now.
　　 "In this immortal world, only power is the most real. As long as you can master the power, how about the power of the evil Buddha?"
　　 Jinshan Temple abbot said lightly.
　　 He held the magic pestle in his hand and his momentum rose greatly!
　　 Not only that, because he is the core of the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect, and the Buddha's light and even the will of the 100,000 monks are connected with him.
　　 When he holds the magic pestle in his hand, as an Arhat, he has a high cultivation base and can use the power of the magic pestle.
　　 But that endless resentment followed the Buddha's light and eroded the 100,000 monks. These people are not many arhats.
　　 Suddenly, countless monks have crimson eyes and fell into madness. They have actually begun to fight the fellow practitioners around him.
　　 Chaos is the best portrayal of Jinshan Temple at this moment.
　　 "Oh, the Buddha cannot become a Buddha, and the devil cannot become a demon. What an amazing sight this is." Chu Madman sneered.
　　 "You are the cause of all this! If it weren't for you to come to the door, how could I use this blame for the Buddha, Jinshan Temple, how could it become like this?" The Jinshan Temple abbot said in a gloomy tone.
　　 As he said, he waved the grieving Buddha magic pestle in his hand and shot it out.
　　 I saw a fierce explosion of blood-colored Buddha light, flying towards the Madman Chu, whose strength was so strong that it was already close to the earth immortal level.
　　 Chu Madman's sword fingers condensed, and he cut out with a sword.
　　The sword contains invincible law.
　　 Extremely stroked a collision, the Madman Chu backed away a few steps.
　　 "Is this what you call power? But so."
　　 Chu Madman sneered.
"Humph!"
　　 Hearing what he said, the abbot of Jinshan Temple gave a cold snort, waved the magic pestle in his hand one after another, and the horrible Buddha light poured out one after another.
　　 bang, bang, bang!
　　 The void vibrates one after another.
　　 The Chu Madman sword commanded the dance to disintegrate these attacks one by one.
　　 Just when the abbot of Jinshan Temple was about to continue his attack, he saw the madman of Chu stepping out with boundless coercion.
　　 "Let you see, what is power!"
　　 Chu Madman said indifferently.
　　 The sword finger condenses, and all the seals of proof come out.
　　 Cut out with one sword!
　　 The sword shines like a flood, tearing through the void for tens of thousands of miles!
　　 "Not good!!" The abbot of Jinshan Temple shrank and felt an unprecedented threat of death enveloped.
　　 He urged the Xian Yuan in his body to the extreme, and with all his strength he waved the grieving Buddha magic pestle in his hand, emitting a Buddha light.
　　 Extremely stroke collision!
　　 But I saw the sword light like a broken bamboo, Buddha light, broken!
　　 The sword light blasted on the abbot of Jinshan Temple, causing his limbs to burst in an instant, and the immortal body suffered an unprecedented severe damage. The grieving Buddha and magic pestle in his hand was no longer able to hold on tightly, and he dropped out.
　　 The madman Chu raised his hand and grabbed the magic pestle in his palm.
　　 When the magic pestle entered the hand, the endless resentment continued to impact the Madman Chu's mind, and various illusions continued to emerge like a slide, trying to confuse him and erode his soul.
　　 If it were the other monks, it is estimated that they would have already become a slave to this magic pestle.
　　 But the madman Chu's Dao heart cannot be shaken, and the illusion created by this magic pestle is not worth mentioning to him.
　　 He snorted coldly, and the original power in his body surged out. To his surprise, the magic pestle's power touched his original source, and he immediately retracted back, obediently surrendering.
　　 "Oh, it's quite easy, I thought it would have been a lot of trouble." Madman Chu said in surprise.
　　 is because of his special origin, is there any uniqueness in taming and refining these fairy artifacts?
　　 When refining the dragon rope, it seemed to be quite easy.
　　 Chu Madman thought to himself.
　　 He collected the blame for the Buddha and the magic pestle, and then walked to the abbot of Jinshan Temple, who was lying on the ground with a gray face.
　　 Chu Madman's sword finger moved, and a sword light shot out.
　　 Jinshan Temple Abbot, UU reading www.uukanshu.com fell!
　　 After doing all this, Madman Chu ignored the chaotic Jinshan Temple, turned and left, his next destination...Shenhuo Mingjiao!
　　 Soon after he left, the monks of the Jinshan Temple gradually woke up from the fight, but it was too late.
　　 Because of their cannibalism, nearly 80% of the monks in the Jinshan Temple were killed and injured. The Jinshan Temple has survived in name only.
　　 Jinshan Temple, destroyed!
　　Under the Jinshan Temple, at the end of the river of blood, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, looking around with curious and evil eyes. Finally, a blood-clothed monk walked out of the river of blood.
　　 The monk is young and handsome, with a pair of blood pupils.
　　 There is a Buddha light flowing around him.
　　 "I was born in a river of blood that gathers the resentment of all souls, and I listen to the Dharma all day long. Starting today, I call... the blood Buddha!"
　　 boom...
　　 Over the Jinshan Temple, lightning flashed and thundered, and dark clouds covered the top.
　　Blood Buddha was born, the world changed color!
　　 In the fairy world, many great abilities are aware of it, looking in the direction of Jinshan Temple, I can't help being surprised.
　　 "The battle of destiny has not ended yet, this kind of yin to evil has been born between heaven and earth, and there are so many variables in this world."
　　 "Oh, the most yin and evil thing, interesting, and I don't know which one is stronger than the first madman in ancient and modern times?"
　　 "Tian Mingzi, the blood Buddha of Yin and evil, plus a madman of all ages, this life is really wonderful."