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Chapter 288 Death is approaching, stand alone against the enemy!
"What happened in Zunfa Temple?" The old monk first stretched out his hand to help the two brothers up from the ground, then said "Amitabha" and asked.

"The abbot of our temple, Zeng Guang Buddha, summoned many elders and disciples in the temple to deal with the Immortal Sect. But in fact, Zeng Guang Buddha had already secretly colluded with the demons. When they were caught off guard, the wind was gloomy and the demon army appeared. Disciples, elders, ascetics... many people died, heads rolled, and blood flowed like a river."

At this point, Yong Zhen and Yong Ku, who were both disciples of Zunfa Temple and possessed the power of a Heavenly Ghost, were already weeping and weeping. When they thought of the horrors that had occurred in Zunfa Temple not long ago, they were choked with sobs and could hardly speak.

Fortunately, Yongzhen silently recited Buddhist scriptures in his heart, and then he slowly calmed his thoughts. He continued, "My two brothers and I barely escaped under the protection of the Dharma Protector Elder."

"I hope the master can lend a helping hand!" As they said this, Yong Zhen and Yong Ku were about to kneel on the ground again.

"How do you two know my name?" asked the old monk.

"It was an ascetic monk on the Skeleton Plain who told me to wait." Yong Zhen replied. The temple where they had lived for a hundred years had become a desolate place overnight. Confused, the two of them just tried their best to save the situation.

Wait until the two of them arrived at the Hundred Buddha Temple.

There was thick smoke and corpses everywhere.

I thought the immortal sect and the noble family had already arrived, and I was filled with despair. But I never thought that there was a ray of hope after all the darkness. What the ascetic monk said was actually true. There really was an incredibly powerful cultivator living in seclusion in this Hundred Buddha Temple!
The old man in front of him seemed old and thin, but the brief physical contact when he supported his two fellow disciples just now made Yongzhen realize the terrifying power like the deep sea hidden in the old monk's body.

"Oh, so that's how it is." After hearing what Yongzhen said, the old monk immediately understood.

After being driven away by him, the demon god did not give up. Instead, he went to Zunfa Temple, which was also a Tantric temple. And from what the two young monks in front of him said, the demon god had made considerable progress and even summoned part of the demon army under his command to the world.

“If we can’t stop Zengguang Buddha, I’m afraid that the thousands of years of heritage of Zunfa Temple will be completely reduced to a wasteland.” Seeing that the old monk was reluctant to agree, Yongzhen showed a painful look on his face and begged bitterly in a miserable voice.

"There is no banquet that will never end, and no power that will last forever. The ebb and flow of the tide, the blooming and withering of flowers, everything is predestined." The old monk advised. Although he said this, he was kind-hearted after all, and could not bear to watch the disaster continue to spread.

"I cannot leave the Hundred Buddha Temple for the time being, but I may have a magical power that can help you."

After saying this, the old monk stretched out his hand and gently patted it on Yongzhen’s forehead.

It was just such a simple action, but in Yongzhen's perspective, the old monk's temperament changed dramatically in an instant. The sun crossed the snow-capped mountains and rose slowly behind him. It was just hanging behind the old monk's head, like a golden halo behind the Buddha.

He was wearing a patched monk's robe that fluttered up and down in the morning breeze. Golden light was flowing, and it seemed to be much more dazzling than the golden body of the Buddha.

What was even more terrifying was the vast Buddha light that emanated from the old monk's body. It was endless and boundless, so vast that one could not see the edge. It was like a golden ocean, completely enveloping the two brothers. Immersed in the pure and warm light like glass, Yong Zhen and Yong Ku were both shocked.

call!
quite a while.

The distant wind blew through the pagoda, bringing an echo.

Yongzhen gradually came back to his senses, and the palm strike just now was imprinted in his mind.

As long as you activate it with your mental power at the right time, you can release the power in it completely. The old monk in front of him is not good-looking, and he has no reputation among the group of Tantric practitioners in the Skeleton Original Sect. But his strength is beyond imagination.

His full-strength attack might really be able to kill the Zeng Guang Buddha who has fallen into the evil path on the spot!
"Thank you very much for your protection and blessing, senior!" Yong Zhen was overjoyed. He rushed forward, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to the old monk.

"But the Zunfa Temple has now become a demonic domain. Even if we get rid of Zengguang Buddha, I'm afraid it will be difficult..." Junior fellow student Yong Ku added hesitantly, "I wonder if you, senior, can personally accompany us on the trip for the sake of our friendship."

"Although I have such an idea, I can't get away now." The old monk put his palms together, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Yong Ku's eyes widened, "Why is this?"

Rumble!
Before the old monk could answer, the ground began to shake slightly.

The surrounding buildings shook, and the broken stones floated in the air.

The faces of the two brothers Yong Zhen and Yong Ku showed horror. The Skeleton Plain was now in chaos and evil spirits were rampant. They had been fleeing all the way here and knew very well what this commotion meant.

"The armies of the Immortal Sect and the Aristocratic Family are coming to attack us!" Yong Ku whispered, clenching his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned pale.

"Let's leave quickly." The old monk helped Yongzhen up from his kneeling position, then patted him on the shoulder as encouragement.

"What about you, senior?" Yongzhen looked worried.

"I have lived in this temple all my life, and there is no way for me to leave here." The old monk sighed. After practicing to this level, especially for an ascetic like him, his spiritual perception is sharp, and he has already noticed that his life is covered with gray lines, which is a sign of impending death. But the old monk is very open-minded, his heart is open, and he is calm and composed, without any fear.

Yongzhen and the other wanted to say something else, but the old monk said "Amitabha" and turned around, leaving the two with a slightly hunched back and walked towards the wall.

The vermilion courtyard wall, which was tens of meters high, exploded with a bang.

The broken bricks, stones and mud were engulfed by the huge impact force, tearing the air apart, whistling and leaving pale white cloud marks in the bright sunlight. Then they fell heavily on the surrounding buildings, causing a chain reaction with loud noises, and the magnificent buildings in the temple collapsed.

Two giant wolves of huge size with Yin Fire burning on their bodies rushed in from outside.

Their hair was flying, and their bodies were even bigger than the yaks on the Skeleton Plain. Their bloody mouths were wide open, filled with teeth as sharp as files. One bite could tear a Tiangui realm body cultivator in half.

"It's the Yin Fire Giant Wolf. I heard it's an evil demon created by that monster." Yong Zhen frowned slightly, with an angry look on his face.

Since the war between Skull Yuan and the Immortal Sect Family, countless secret sect masters have fallen under the claws of these giant wolves. So much so that even now, when the war has been going on for a long time, many people on the Skull Yuan side are terrified and lose their fighting spirit when they hear the howling of these giant wolves on the battlefield, and they flee directly.

boom!
The old monk didn't even look at it.

He just lowered his head and took a step forward, clasping his hands together, and a golden aura shook his body slightly. It was like a huge bell made of golden light, ringing out of thin air, and translucent ripples spread outward. The two giant wolves were struck by lightning, and the Yin Fire burning on their bodies dispersed.

Then it flew backwards, hit the ground heavily, and was buried by the collapsed city wall, just like that, it disappeared without a sound.

"So strong!" Yong Ku was excited and his face flushed.

Yong Zhen reached out and grabbed his junior brother's arm, urging him, "Don't forget why we came here, we have to go back quickly!"

"Brother, you are right!" Yong Ku looked at the old monk deeply, then turned around and left with his brother.

And on the other side——

Outside the tall walls of the Hundred Buddha Temple, the war has just begun for the old monk.

In front of him was a vast wasteland, but it was no longer the lifeless gray and black in his memory, but a torrent of metal that refracted the sunlight. Flags of various colors, galloping horses, and powerful and undisguised Tiangui people rose into the sky like pillars, forming a powerful aura that stretched into a curtain.

This was a truly elite force. Just a charge made the sky dim, the earth tremble, and the mountains shake.

What’s even more terrifying is that during their charge.

Many of the strong men had already arrived when they attacked. The monkey arms stretched out, the force penetrated the whole body, and the spears forged from divine iron broke through the air. A large mass of black filled the sky, like a rolling cumulonimbus cloud. It blocked the sunlight, cast a shadow, and attacked the old monk.

The old monk raised his head and stretched out his arms, watching the spears in the sky, wrapped in dangerous red light, falling straight down like raindrops.

"Certainly!"

He suddenly clasped his hands together, and his spiritual power radiated outwards.

It was like an invisible barrier spread out, and thousands of spears were all frozen in mid-air.

The old monk waved his patched long sleeves, and waves of energy rolled like a rushing river, colliding with the elite soldiers of the immortal sect who were shaking the earth and tearing the mountains apart in front of them.

boom!
There were continuous explosions, and the army was in chaos.

Even many well-known Tiangui masters were thrown out and fell heavily to the ground. Although they were not fatally injured, they were still broken and bruised by the huge impact. For a moment, a large group of people were stopped abruptly, with expressions of shock and anger on their faces.

shhhhhh!
This is not over yet. After repelling the enemy, the old monk clapped his hands.

The large number of javelins hanging in the sky were lined up in a row, and then suddenly accelerated, all falling from the sky and sticking into the ground, with their tails buzzing and vibrating.

They formed a straight black line on the ground, blocking all the elites from the immortal sects and aristocratic families. The charm of this line is self-evident.

"You are just one person. You want to stop the Yuan family's army? You are dreaming!" A roar came from the crowd. A giant armored man with a body like an iron tower and nearly four meters tall rode a horse and directly crossed the black line and rushed out. He was full of momentum and the cold murderous intent bursting from his body was like substance!
(End of this chapter)