Chapter 15: Bloodbath of Buddhism, everyone will die!
At this moment.

Time seemed to have stopped on the barren mountain.

An eerie and terrifying atmosphere began to spread.

Zhang Ling and the other two felt as if their bodies were being pressed down by an extremely heavy mountain, and they were unable to move at all.

They tried to struggle.

But the invisible pressure bound them like an iron chain, making it impossible for them to break free.

I couldn't even move my neck.

"Gulu~"

Wang Lei swallowed hard.

He tightly grasped the corpse-suppressing bell in his hand and tried to move his fingers to shake it.

But in the next moment.

Something unexpected happened.

There was a loud bang.

The originally extremely solid corpse-suppressing bell suddenly exploded and turned into countless pieces that scattered all over the ground.

"How could this be?"

Wang Lei's pupils were about to burst, and his face was full of astonishment and disbelief.

To know.

This corpse-suppressing bell is an ancestral magic weapon passed down by the corpse-driving craftsmen in western Hunan, and it is specifically designed to defeat zombies.

But now, he hasn't even seen the true face of the zombie.

This precious magic weapon was destroyed.

The zombies on this desolate mountain are so terrifying that even the corpse-suppressing bell has lost its effect.

At this moment, the barren mountain shrouded in the night looked even more eerie and strange, as if hiding endless dangers and mysteries. Wang Lei stood there, in deep shock and confusion...

The movement from Wang Lei's side also alarmed Zhang Ling and the big guy standing nearby.

They both caught a glimpse of the corpse-suppressing bell in Wang Lei's hand suddenly exploding out of the corner of their eyes.

The big guy didn't think anything of it.

But Zhang Ling clearly saw through her Yin-Yang eyes why the corpse-suppressing bell in Wang Lei's hand exploded.

It's corpse gas.

It was the corpse qi from the zombie that spread over and touched the corpse-suppressing bell in Wang Lei's hand.

Then the Tai Chi seal on the corpse-suppressing bell burst out with a faint yellow light, as if trying to dispel the corpse qi.

But in the end it exploded.

It is clear.

In the game between the Corpse-Suppressing Bell and the corpse qi, the Corpse-Suppressing Bell lost.

And he lost completely.

"Chong-"

At this moment, the black knife in Zhang Ling's hand also made a low buzzing sound and began to vibrate violently, as if it would fly out of her hand in the next second.

Zhang Ling gripped the hilt tightly, trying to suppress the restless black knife, but it was of no avail in the end.

The black knife was finally shaken away from her hand!
And it went straight into Kong Zhen's body.

"Uh~"

The evil energy on the black knife continued to devour Kong Zhen's body and gnaw at his soul.

Even though he had turned into a zombie, he couldn't help but let out a shrill scream under this kind of soul torture.

And right now.

Zhang Ling and the other two only then noticed it.

Although Master Nakong Zhen has turned into a corpse.

But he just knelt there with his head bowed, without moving at all.

It looks like a villain who has committed a heinous crime and is confessing and atonement in this way.

"--boom!"

Just as Zhang Ling and the other two were astonished, the footsteps coming down from the mountain had already approached them.

As a figure came into view.

They finally saw the owner of the footsteps.

It was a man surrounded by black energy.

He carried a bloody coffin on his back and walked past the three of them step by step without even looking at them, and went to Master Kong Zhen.

When Master Kong Zhen, who had already turned into a corpse, saw this man, he trembled uncontrollably as if he had seen something horrible. "Don't think that you can redeem your sins by dying. Buddhism is filthy and no longer worthy of saving the world. Today, let me save you, the fake Buddhas."

Chen Li stood in front of Kong Zhen and whispered something, then instantly turned into a ball of black smoke and rushed straight into the sky. Under the shocked gazes of Zhang Ling and the other two, he flew directly towards the western suburbs of Hangzhou.

"Whoo~"

After Chen Li left, the feeling of being bound by chains on Zhang Ling and the other two disappeared.

"Damn, zombies can actually speak? Was I dreaming just now?"

Looking at the direction Chen Lifei went, Wang Lei murmured in disbelief.

"You heard it right, I heard it too."

Zhang Ling stood aside, his face also filled with shock.

The big man turned his head and looked at Master Kong Zhen who was kneeling there, his eyes flickering slightly as he asked, "Did you notice what the zombie just said?"

Zhang Ling finally realized what was going on when he heard this: "He just said he wanted to save the false Buddha. Could it be that he wanted to massacre the Vajra Temple in Hangzhou?"

Wang Lei suddenly thought of something. He stared and said, "If I remember correctly, the Vajra Zen Temple should be in the western suburbs of Hangzhou, right?"

Vajra Zen Temple.

now.

Master Kong Xuan was sitting in the center of the main hall, holding Buddhist beads in one hand, beating a wooden fish with the other, and chanting the "Nirvana Mantra" continuously!
A group of great monks in robes were sitting around him.

Those great monks were also beating wooden fish and chanting the "Nirvana Mantra".

The faint sound of Buddhist music echoed above the Zen temple. Under the blessing of Buddhist nature and Zen, a huge swastika Buddhist seal was formed, covering the entire temple.

And outside the palace.

There was also a large group of arhats wearing yellow robes and holding Zen sticks, and hundreds of novice monks with Buddhist beads coiled in their hands.

At this moment, they were looking around with serious expressions, and their eyes occasionally swept across the gate of the Buddhist temple, as if they were waiting for someone to arrive.

"Whoo~"

Sudden.

A gust of wind blew by.

The temperature inside the temple began to drop rapidly, and a light layer of frost mist appeared.

at the same time.

The swords in the hands of Master Kongxuan and others were also broken.

The sound of wooden fish suddenly stopped.

Followed by.

The Buddhist beads in Master Kongxuan's hand also inexplicably scattered all over the ground.

"he came"

Master Kongxuan stopped reading the Buddhist scriptures, opened his eyes, and looked out of the palace.

That's when.

A figure surrounded by black air suddenly fell from the sky, carrying a bright red blood coffin, and landed in the middle of the square outside the main hall.

"--boom!"

When he fell heavily to the ground, it seemed as if the whole temple trembled.

All of a sudden.

A creepy and terrifying corpse gas suddenly burst out like a surging tide, covering the sky and the earth, enveloping everyone present.

"Form an Arhat stick formation!"

The guardian arhats who had been waiting here for a long time took the first step.

They waved the Zen sticks in their hands, trying to suppress Chen Li with the stick formation.

But soon.

They found that after their bodies were enveloped by the corpse qi, they were like stuck in a quagmire. No matter how they struggled, they could not get out.

The sticky and heavy feeling even made them feel suffocated.

"Today, everyone here will die."

At this time, Chen Li also took action.

He opened his mouth, revealing a pair of sharp white fangs, and took a deep breath like a devil.

In an instant.

He sucked the flesh and blood from the guardian arhats alive, and then quickly merged into his body, becoming part of the nutrients for his advancement to a zombie god.

It only took a moment.

Dozens of guardian arhats outside the palace turned into a ball of blood mist and died in his hands. No trace of their bodies was left, leaving only monk robes soaked in blood on the ground.

(End of this chapter)