New concept of the mysterious way to ascend to immortality

Chapter 45: The fierce monster is out of the cage? Raid its lair!

At this moment, Meng Xiyue, who had already run far away and successfully escaped the encirclement, stood on the top of a wall, put his hands together like a trumpet, and shouted loudly: "Hey, you two, come here quickly! Something is wrong over there, there's another red light flying in the sky! Run!!!"

Yuan Zhu and Zhou Chu looked up at the same time. Sure enough, in the sky west of Buddha City, a deep, dark crimson light was rapidly approaching. As the dark crimson cloud drew closer, a cold, lifeless atmosphere of death began to spread, and the sound of wailing, resentful, and foul curses emanated from Buddhist scriptures...

A hoarse and low voice sounded in the sky: "You dog thief Duowen, give me back my life!" Then, the dense curse chanting of evil spirits rang out, seeming to be very grand.

As the dark crimson blood cloud drew closer, it became clear that it was a massive, tattered cassock dripping with blood, tumbling through the air, leaving behind a billowing cloud of blood. As the cassock obscured the starry sky and descended over the square, the billowing rags began to twist, outlining a shrunken human face looking down.

The human face opened its huge mouth, outlined by its robes, and howled like a ghost: "You dog thief Duowen, you will never become a Buddha tonight!"

On the ground, a considerable number of the filthy bone demons who still had some sanity left, after hearing the hoarse and resentful voice, instinctively knelt down and worshiped: "Dragon Sound Buddha! Dragon Sound Buddha! Kill, kill, kill! Buddha, have mercy on me, grant me flesh and blood, I'm hungry, hungry, hungry... Ah!"

"Okay, okay, you still recognize me. You are the true believers. All of you should convert to Buddhism!"

A giant, blood-robed face dropped from the sky, its mouth wide open, biting down on the densest part of the crowd. Then, the tattered blood-robed cassock split into countless strips, wrapping around each of the filthy bone demons, constricting and twisting them, squeezing them like a towel, and splattering the blood onto the cassock, absorbing...

The next moment, pieces of red and green mottled rags broke away from the giant cassock and transformed into small cassock-clad ghost faces. They also began to speak and utter devilish sounds, bewitchingly saying, "Why don't you quickly convert to the Dragon Sound Dharma?"

For a moment, Duowen Buddha Eggplant hid in a hemisphere of green plants, unable to hold back. A Yellow Springs cassock demon descended from the sky and began to seduce the Filthy Bone Demon, recruiting its former followers. By squeezing, crushing, and spreading the demon's flesh evenly, it transformed the common people into small cassock demons, which flew everywhere.

"Was the old abbot killed by Tomato Buddha?" Yuan Zhu gossiped.

"Don't you want to live anymore? You still have time to care about this?" The two of them were already covered by the edge of the bloody cassock. Zhou Chu grabbed Yuan Zhu, who was still trying to pick up the corpse, and dragged him away hurriedly, "Hurry up and run!"

At this time, Meng Xiyue, who had already run further and climbed onto the roof of a two-story building, once again gathered her hands into a small megaphone and pointed at Yuan Zhu and Zhou Chu: "Hey! Change direction! That way is not okay! Change direction! Run faster!!"

Boom, boom, boom!

There was a slight vibration sound coming from the stone floor. They turned away from the square and headed towards the opposite side of the street. They vaguely saw a huge swaying figure.

Rays of starlight pierced through the huge, shaking and dancing blood-red robe, illuminating Yecheng once again.

Under the red light, Yuan Zhu could clearly see the object opposite him. It was a giant warrior monk over three meters tall, with strong limbs and a fat, bulging belly. The monk had a face full of flesh and a string of skull beads hanging around his neck. He looked like he had been dead for a long time, clearly a giant corpse ghost.

In addition to its human-like arms, it also had a pair of fleshy calluses bulging behind its shoulder blades, each giving rise to a pair of enormous palms. In the center of its bulging belly grew an exceptionally large fifth limb.

This guy has five arms!
Buddhism is extremely profound. Comparing with the confession of the young monk Kucao, this should be the first ghost king of the underworld in the Ye Kingdom, the abbot of the Vajra Temple, the five-armed king of heaven. Buddha corpse ghost!
The blood-robed Dragon Sound Buddha floating in the sky was fighting to suppress it, but he was exhausted and died tragically. But according to the victim's own account, he was probably assassinated by Abbot Duowen?

Then Abbot Duo Wen obtained the power of an alien from outer space (the Tomato Man), which led to tonight's festival. He planned to use the starlight to complete his evolution, become a Buddha, and then destroy the two ghost kings.

Now, the Ghost King has come in person to seek revenge!

"Run this way!"

Feeling the super alarms coming from the [Immortal Scripture] again and again, Yuan Zhu did not dare to stay and risked his life. He grabbed Zhou Chu's arm, found an alley and went in, trying his best to avoid the melee between the Buddha corpse ghost, the blood cassock, and the Buddha eggplant.

"Children, conquer the demons and help them become Buddhas!"

The Five-Armed Heavenly King, a mountain of flesh, took a step forward, shrinking the earth to an inch. Behind him emerged a large number of corpse ghosts cultivating their bodies.

The giant palm on the King Kong Ghost King's belly grabbed and pulled at the void, tearing through the ghosts projected by the blood robe. He shouted, "Old dog Longyin, quickly get out of the way of the Buddha. These are all my children! Such strong blood and energy, natural materials for warrior monks. The Buddha will save you!"

The giant palm in the belly of the Buddha Corpse Ghost waved its empty claws again, grabbing a strong filthy bone demon through the air, and controlling it in the giant Buddha palm in the blink of an eye.

Then, the Buddha Corpse Ghost aimed a pair of palms at the demon's head. He put his hands together, pierced his ears with his palms, and with a snap, he blew his head apart, leaving behind a headless corpse that was trembling violently but not yet dead.

"Hahaha, Buddha has mercy on me... Such vigorous energy, such a wonderful son and grandson of Buddha! Buddha is here to save you!"

The magic palm behind him grabbed his right forearm, bent and pulled it hard, and with a ripping sound, he tore the right hand off at the elbow. He held it in the magic palm, aimed it at the headless demon's neck, and inserted it forcefully!

The foreign object (the severed arm) attacked, invading the flesh and blood. Foul blood frantically gathered to resist the invasion. Simultaneously, the Buddha-Corpse Ghost's severed hand began to infuse the vibrant body with deathly energy. A surge of life force poured into the severed arm, transforming it and attempting to revive it. Nourished by life, the severed hand actually began to grow, gradually turning green. The palm fully doubled in size, comparable to the size of a human head, and turned a lush green. A crack opened along the lines of the palm, revealing a large eye.

As the foul blood invaded and transformed the palm, a large amount of death energy surged out of the severed palm, gradually strangling the vitality of the body and transforming it into a new corpse.

Finally, a ghoul monk with a green chayote head, a huge green eye, and a palm as a head, tremblingly joined the melee.

"Oh my god, another new hybrid has been born! What kind of green, bizarre version of Wang Lingguan (black maluo) is this? Sister Zhou, should we call it Buddha's hand melon? Or Buddha's hand eggplant?"

Zhou Chu climbed onto the roof of a building and ignored Yuan Zhu. Instead, he looked at the chaotic square with a serious expression.

The Buddha, indifferent to the outside world, entered a state of trance. A large number of civilians were contaminated by the mad blood. Some were transformed into ghosts by the bloody robes, and some were turned into Buddha hand ghosts by the Buddha corpse ghosts...

At this moment, Buddhism, the underworld, starlight, foul blood... a cacophony of forces clashed, devouring each other, giving rise to one bizarre and deformed creature after another. As soon as they were born, they were destroyed and devoured. And after consuming a large amount of contaminated fruit, a new round of mutations erupted, becoming even stronger and more bizarre.

It's simply a closed Shura Gu breeding ground.

Yuan Zhu felt a little regretful: "Hiss...! How can we make money like this? If we get close, we will die. Those two ghost kings don't look weak at all."

Zhou Chu stopped observing the square and turned to look at the entire Naye City. He suddenly said, "Let's go to the temple and take a look!"

Yuan Zhu clapped his hands and agreed, "Good idea!"

At this moment, not only was Duowen achieving Buddhahood, but the two most powerful ghost kings in the city were also attracted and came to block the way. This meant that the nests occupied by both parties were now at their most empty, making it a perfect opportunity to explore and plunder.

"go!"

Yuan Zhu took out the rat, broke open the insect limbs corresponding to Meng Xiyue, then stretched out the antenna on the rat's head and began to fiddle with it.

"Way, way, way? Way, way, way? This is Yuan Zhu. If you get it, please reply."

He soon contacted Meng Xiyue and learned she was on the run with Mai Lili. Lü Rang had recently been drawn to a mansion and scaled the wall to search for gold, silver, and jewelry. As for Granny Yu, after escaping danger, she chose a direction to leave with her goat, seemingly planning her own plans.

So he briefly introduced his and Zhou Chu's plan through Shushu. Meng Xiyue readily agreed, and the two parties agreed to meet at the door of the inn.

When they met again, only four people remained in the team. Yuan Zhu frowned suddenly, looked at Meng Xiyue and Zhou Chu, and said, "The three of you should act together. You go to the temple to search the property. I have other important matters to attend to."

"What are you going to do?" Zhou Chu stared at Yuan Zhu with sharp eyes. We had clearly agreed to go loot the temple together, so why did you suddenly give up halfway?

Yuan Zhu didn't explain: "I have another opportunity, so I won't compete with you for the temple's resources."

"Okay, okay, Brother Yuan, you can go with peace of mind. But I have to remind you that Ye City is becoming more and more unsafe. After you finish your own business, leave the city as soon as possible and we will gather outside the city. If you encounter danger in the city, you can contact us. If you still have the strength to spare, we will try our best to help you." Meng Xiyue waved her hand, signaling Yuan Zhu to leave.

We just met by chance, there is no need to die together.

Zhou Chu also warned him: "Don't feed the magic cocoon to your clothes! I will keep an eye on you."

Yuan Zhu: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in this crap. Even if it's a Buddha cocoon, I don't plan to feed it clothes. No more nonsense, see you later!"

After saying that, he adjusted his direction and ran wildly towards the Vajra Temple where the Buddha corpse ghost was lurking.

His muscles exploded as he ran at full speed, and his uniform changed slightly. As Yuan Zhu used it frequently, and as his subconscious thoughts swayed, the uniform gradually took on the shape of a racing jersey.

This was the same gear he'd often worn when racing on Earth in his previous life. Aside from the helmet, which hadn't materialized, all the other gear was complete, including racing gloves fashioned into his hands. It looked incredibly safe and life-saving.

This feeling of being completely enclosed gave him a sense of psychological security, shielding him from external contaminants. Furthermore, the style of the racing jersey was indeed more protective than ordinary clothing, which met his subconscious desire: to survive and look cool!

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(End of this chapter)