I preached in the Six Dynasties

Chapter 834 Siege
The leading monk was covered with a white cloth, only his gloomy eyes were exposed.

He has blood eyes and red pupils, he looks very strange, and he seems to have been soaked in blood for too long.

Fang La killed too many people who taught Tibetan Tantra, and he didn't panic at all in his heart, knowing that sooner or later someone would come to take revenge.

Deng Yuanjue and Pang Wanchun walked up to Fang La, forming corners with him, protecting the others behind them.

Goooo!

Suddenly a sticky blood cloud gushed out from the smelly ground, rose suddenly, completely submerged the bodies of the three people like lightning, then shrank suddenly, dragging the three people into the polluted ground.

The three of Fang La's eyes were spinning for a while, but the blood cloud around them tightly entangled their bodies.

When Fang La and the three of them regained their spiritual consciousness and stabilized their figures, they hurriedly looked around, only to find that they had appeared in another huge strange space.

There is still a pool of blood here, but it is no longer the Gobi, nor is there the sky full of wild sand.

It looks more like a cave here, a gloomy underground cave, but most of the area is a huge underground lake. The water in the lake is blood red and looks very viscous. burst open.

Surrounding the pool of blood were grinning monks with hideous faces and ghost faces.

They didn't know what material it was made of. Fang La snorted coldly and said, "Bone Buddha."

"Ming Wang has good eyesight!"

With a wild laugh, a person slowly emerged from the pool of blood. His face was clearly that of Jia Baoyu, but his temperament was completely different.

With his appearance, the blood pool suddenly boiled, and countless blood bubbles burst out.

Every bubble burst, and a blood-red mist emerged, and the entire underground cave was filled with a faint blood mist, as well as an unbearable smell and stench.

In the center of the blood-colored lake, there is a flat island protruding from the water, which is a hundred miles in size, like a huge square.

Fang La soon understood that this was an illusion.

They are in Jia Baoyu's illusion.

In this extremely vast underground cave, there is a square in the center, and a huge palace stands up. The surroundings of the palace are covered by a thick cloud of blood. From the outside, only the outline of the palace can be seen vaguely.

Around the palace, there are steps made of countless white bones, as well as various carvings of human bones.

There was no one inside or outside the palace, and the silence was terrifying, only the sound of the bubbles bursting in the lake one after another.

But there are still one after another secluded eyes, shot from every corner.

"Ming Wang, we seem to be surrounded." Deng Yuanjue said in a low voice.

Fang La's face also sank, obviously also aware of this situation.

"Don't panic." Fang La whispered.

The current situation is nothing to him. He can walk out of the Tianzi Building before he has the magic power to be a mortal.

This requires an extremely firm belief and will.

"Randeng, you are a majestic ancient Buddha, and you make yourself look like a human being, and a ghost doesn't look like a ghost, what are you planning?" Fang La said loudly.

He wants to provoke the enemy, so that there will be openings to find.

Jia Baoyu in the pool of blood said with a smile: "You are smart, who told you that I am a lamp?"

"You still want to hide it?" Fang La twisted her wrist and laughed, "Unfortunately, once your chicken feet are exposed, you can't hide them anymore."

The people in the blood pool sneered, and said, "You ordinary people, your understanding of this world is really short and sympathetic."

"But you are indeed a talent. If you are willing to join me, then I will forget all the past. After following me, you will understand that the world in front of you is just a leaf in the three thousand dense forests .”

Fang La folded his arms and watched with cold eyes, not at all moved by this evil Buddha.

"You are an amazingly talented person, even I have to look at you with admiration. You should become a strong man. Why do you have to be that blind person, living like a mayfly?"

Before Fang La could speak, Deng Yuanjue, Baoguang Tathagata next to him, smiled and said, "I think you are also a talent, why don't you join our King Ming, and our Mingjiao brothers will show you the real Three Thousand Great World."

His words hadn't finished, and the laughter hadn't completely disappeared, when the ground under the three of them suddenly cracked,

A huge gap appeared, and two huge blood-red bone claws protruded from it, grabbing at their feet.Every time the bone claw moved, it made a terrifying sound, and it was extremely loud.

Even so, they did not slow down their movements at all. The movements of these two bone claws were as fast as lightning, Deng Yuanjue and Pang Wanchun had no time to dodge.

At the critical moment, Fang La grabbed the two of them, and the three of them rose from the ground and flew into the air, and those bone claws caught the air.

Puff puff!
The ground continued to break open, and huge figures emerged from it, but it was a blood-red skeleton several people's height, and hundreds of them appeared in a blink of an eye.

Each skeleton exudes a powerful aura, which is not inferior to the monks of the second rank.

Jia Baoyu, who was on the opposite side, saw that the three of them refused to enter, so he must have given up his mind to make him an enemy, so he stopped talking.

He really wanted to subdue Fang La, but at this moment he also understood that some people were destined not to be subdued.

Fang La is this kind of person. You can defeat him, and even destroy his body, but it is absolutely impossible to subdue him and gain his loyalty.

From those corners of the palace, there were also crackling sounds.

As the sound got closer and closer, countless skeletons came out of the palace.

These skeletons didn't move at all, only the rubbing sound of bones when walking, the snow-white figure stepped forward, and rushed towards the three of Fang La who were in mid-air.

At the same time, the blood pool was not idle. In the sea of ​​blood below, the islands rolled around for a while, and then blood-red monsters jumped out of it.

The faces of these monsters showed the appearance of women, and they even had some flesh and blood bodies. Their long blood-red hair was originally dyed with blood, and after they surfaced, they quickly became radiant.

Concubine Ming!

Fang La recognized it at a glance. It seems that he did not know how many concubines he killed to develop this blood pool.

When these concubines were alive, they had their own consciousness, but they couldn't control their bodies, even their expressions, and completely obeyed the orders of the monks who set the restrictions.

Even if they were asked to cut off their own heads, they would not hesitate at all, but they must be terrified and desperate in their hearts.

Li Yu and Fang La hated this kind of magic that destroys humanity the most. For this reason, Fang La did not hesitate to destroy the Jokhang Temple, and used extremely cruel methods to torture the blood-debt monks.

The aura exuded by these concubines was not inferior to those skeletons. As soon as they flew into the bleeding lake, they immediately turned into blood shadows and rushed towards Fang La and the others from the air.In an instant, nearly a thousand skeletons and hundreds of concubines surrounded the three of them tightly.When the three of them saw this scene, their expressions changed slightly.

Dazzling flames appeared all over Fang La's body, as dazzling as the sun. He clenched his fist with one hand, and the flames around his body shot out, split into four, and turned into four huge flaming dragons in a flash, flying towards the surroundings. go.

Boom!

More than a dozen skeletons and concubines flying towards them were hit by the fire dragon and flew out.Most of the monsters that were directly hit were torn apart and exploded.

Fang La's boxing skills are still domineering, but the skeletons shattered by him have not disappeared or been completely destroyed.

The bloody mist around the palace immediately poured into their bodies as if they were spiritual. Their injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they were completely healed within a few breaths.

This scene fell in Fang La's eyes, making her frown slightly.

He is too familiar with all this, this is the power of the illusion, what you shatter, is very likely not the real thing.

Fang La played out alone in Tianzilou and Wanshiji, of course he knows the power of illusion.

If he doesn't find a way to get out quickly, he will be trapped here to death.

Maybe there isn't a monster here that can defeat him, but it can wear him down to death.

The Mingjiao people outside were even more shocked when they saw everything in front of them.

In their sight, there were no caves, no palaces, no pools of blood.

There was only a black Soul Gathering Umbrella, hanging in mid-air, emitting bursts of black air, covering King Ming and the three of them.

And the three Ming Wangs in the black air did not move at all.

Pang Qiuxia took out a small flag from her sleeve, turned it slightly in her hand, turned into three short swords, and struck towards the black umbrella.

Bang, bang, Pang Qiuxia's magic weapon was sucked in by the rotating force in the black umbrella, and then disappeared.

On the other hand, Pang Qiuxia let out a wow, clutched her chest, and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

The other disciples were eager to save King Ming. Although they saw Pang Qiuxia's fate, none of them flinched. Instead, they all rushed forward to break the black umbrella.

They couldn't even see who was controlling the black umbrella, there was no living person around, only the huge scorpion was still looking at them coldly.

Half of its huge body is still buried in the sand, and its venomous thorn sticks straight into the sky, making anyone who looks at it terrified.

"This beast doesn't make any moves at all. It's certain that we won't be able to break this black umbrella."

A Mingjiao disciple of Qingmu Banner was furious, holding a long sword, and stabbing towards the scorpion.

With a bang, the poisonous thorn pierced the disciple as fast as lightning.

Wang Yin's eyes turned red, and he walked forward slowly. At this moment, Xie Zi's gaze finally moved a little. He seemed to be very afraid of this man dressed as a scribe, and his eyes slowly turned around.

Wang Yin let out a loud cry, and rushed forward. The scorpion spirit waved its poisonous stinger and two large pincers, causing yellow sand to fill the sky with every movement.

In the yellow sand, Wang Yin's marksmanship was superb, like a dragon, he shot straight at the monster's eyes, and while the scorpion was covering him, he rescued the Mingjiao disciple who was on the stinger.

At this time, everyone hurriedly caught it and surrounded him, only to see that this disciple's face was purple-black, half of his eyes had popped out, it was very scary.

He moved his arms slightly, tilted his head, and was completely dead.

"careful!"

Holding his disciple, he suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared. He raised his hand and scratched his face until it was bloody.

A disciple they attacked also had the same situation.

"Stay away from them, this poison can spread."

Wang Yin said loudly.

The scorpion spirit giggled, as if mocking these Mingjiao disciples who were poisoned to death.

Everyone was furious, and the people in Ming Cult were very united, especially those who are still in Ming Cult.

They regard each other as brothers and sisters, and naturally they share the same hatred.

Wang Yin swung his spear horizontally, stopped the crowd, and said loudly: "It's important to save King Ming! Don't fight with this beast!"

The purpose of the scorpion seemed to be to protect the black umbrella, so no one stepped forward, and it no longer took the initiative to attack.

Wang Yin looked at the disciples who were poisoned, they were already dead and festered all over.

He sighed, pointed at the spear, drew a fire dragon, and burned the bodies of the three people.

Mingjiao people surrounded their corpses, looked at the raging fire, lowered their heads and began to recite:
Burning holy fire, burn my body

After they turned into flying ash and disappeared into the desert, Wang Yin looked at the black umbrella.

He looked around for a week and said: "This black umbrella must be the magic weapon to activate the illusion technique. Among my teachings, only King Ming is good at resolving illusions. It's a pity that King Ming himself was trapped in it."

Everyone asked anxiously: "What should I do?"

Wang Yin pondered slightly, and said: "It seems that we can only ask outsiders to help, otherwise, after a long time, I am afraid that King Ming will be trapped to death."

Pang Qiuxia asked, "Who are you inviting?"

"A decent Taoist!" Wang Yin said: "A decent Taoist is the second person to walk out of Qingxi Cave besides King Ming. I often hear King Ming talk about this person, and he is full of praise every time. If there is no illusion, we can only invite him to try his luck."

Pang Qiuxia said: "I'll invite him!"

Wang Yin glanced at the huge scorpion, it had already submerged in the sand again, with only half of its body exposed.

"Okay, you all go, I'm here to protect King Ming, watch over this scorpion, and wait to see if King Ming can come out by himself!"

Because Fang La obtained too many treasure houses, everyone in the Ming Cult was extremely rich.

Fang La first obtained the treasure house of the Nine Heavens Xuannv in Qingxi Cave, which was her preparation for an incident.

Later, Fang La ambushed the Jokhang Temple in the Western Regions, and wiped out the accumulation of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism for thousands of years.

When he arrived at the former site of Dayun Guangming Temple, he took the treasures of Dayun Guangming Temple into his bag.

In the development of Mingjiao for so many years, there are still many unexpected gains.

Fang La doesn't need magic weapon at all, he relies on a pair of fists to fight the enemy.In addition, he is very generous, no matter how many precious treasures, he will reward his disciples casually.

Especially these core disciples.

Pang Qiuxia sacrificed a red silk, rose from the sky, and led all her disciples to look for Li Yu.

They separated from Li Yu in Jinling, and have not been in touch since then. They only know that Li Yu has gone to Xudu of the Great Wei Dynasty.

Pang Qiuxia flew to Xudu, something happened to King Ming, it was a devastating blow to them.

They had never asked for reinforcements before, and even if they were besieged by Zhou Yu and Gan Ning of Soochow, they were not afraid at all.

Because as long as King Ming takes action, the matter will be solved easily.

This time it was King Ming himself who had an accident, which made everyone in the Ming Cult very uncomfortable.

In the past, no matter what kind of powerful enemy they encountered, King Ming always took care of them.

(End of this chapter)