Chapter 84: Fuck you, Buddha saves those who are destined to be saved!
"——Wow!"

The moment Zhang Ling collided his two yin-yang eyes.

Suddenly, a terrifying yin and yang energy surged out from her palm, and then transformed into two streams of clear air that exploded and directly knocked Xuan Kong away for dozens of meters. His feet left two deep scratches on the ground before he stopped.

"Brother Abbot!"

"What was that just now? It actually forced Abbot Xuankong, who possesses an indestructible body, to retreat?"

"This woman destroyed her own eyes. How cruel!"

"It seems that these Dragon people are not good people..."

The great monks from India looked at each other, shock flashing in their eyes.

Xuankong is the most accomplished monk in Lingshan Temple with the highest level of Buddhist cultivation.

Even if the other party does not reflect the golden body of the Buddha, he can still possess an indestructible body of Vajra.

Invulnerable to water and fire, and unharmed by swords!
I didn't expect that I would suffer a loss at the hands of a woman this time.

"As expected of a woman from Dragon Country..."

Seeing that Zhang Ling would rather dig out her own eyes to stop Xuan Kong from approaching the monster, An Bei Qingming couldn't help but look up to her.

But it's a pity.

Such a strong-willed woman is destined to die here today.

"I didn't expect that you actually have the Taoist Yin and Yang energies hidden in your eyes. I underestimated you before..."

Xuankong looked down at his cassock and monk's robe that had been blown to pieces, as well as the blood-red mark on his chest, and a hint of murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He quickly condensed a ray of Buddha's light in his palm.

Then he slapped Zhang Ling in the air.

"--boom!"

Between the electric light and flint.

Suddenly, a huge golden Buddha's hand appeared out of nowhere and flew towards Zhang Ling at an astonishing speed.

At this time, Zhang Ling's eyes were destroyed and he was unable to resist Xuan Kong's fierce attack.

Fortunately, it happened at the critical moment.

Marvin rushed over and threw her to the ground.

The golden Buddha's hand whizzed past the two men's scalps. Although it made their heads buzz, it did not cause any substantial harm to them.

"Zhang Ling, how are you?"

Ma Wen helped Zhang Ling up from the ground.

Looking at the other person's empty eye sockets that were already filled with blood, he couldn't help but clench his fists a little tighter.

"I'm fine. Aren't you here to pray to the gods? Why are you running over here?"

Zhang Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes and asked.

"Don't worry, I've already lit the incense to pray to the gods, leave the rest to me..."

Ma Wen patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder and comforted her. Then he gritted his teeth and looked at Xuan Kong standing opposite him, saying angrily: "You monks keep saying you want to be merciful, but you are so ruthless when you attack..."

Xuan Kong bowed with one hand: "For the evil demons and the evildoers deceived by the evil demons, this seat will naturally not show mercy. Buddha saves those who are destined to be saved. The beginning and end of fate are all predetermined. Amitabha~"

"Fuck you, Buddha saves those who are destined to be saved. You hurt my friend like this. Even if you are the real Buddha today, I will peel off a layer of your skin and feed it to the dogs..."

Before he finished speaking, Marvin knelt on the ground, raised his hands above his head, and quickly made a strange posture.

"The leader of the Golden Flower Sect is here, all the evil spirits must go elsewhere. From now on, you must behave righteously, so that my divine soldiers will not hurt you. I obey the order of the leader of the Golden Flower Sect and kneel to ask the Emperor of Fengdu, the Ten Kings of Hell, the Black and White Impermanence, the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced God to lend me my Yin soldiers..."

The moment he chanted the spell to summon the gods.

The few sticks of incense he had previously lit and inserted into the incense burner were burned out in an instant and turned into a pool of ashes.

"Why did this guy suddenly kneel down? Wasn't he so tough just now? Is this what the Dragon people often say, "sharp tongue, soft heart"? "

Behind An Bei Qingming, a young Yin Yang master couldn't help but complain.

When he saw this Dragon countryman dare to scold the Half-Buddha monk just now, he looked up to him in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the other party turned around and knelt down to the monk.

"He is calling on the gods. It seems that this guy is from the Northeastern Immortal Spiritual Family..."

An Beiqingming said with twinkling eyes.

However, the young Onmyoji obviously did not know much about the Dragon Kingdom's culture of summoning gods.

He blinked his eyes as if he understood, and then continued to ask: "Master Qingming, what exactly is this Chu Ma Xian summoning gods you mentioned?" An Bei Qingming explained seriously: "In simple terms, it is a method similar to our method of summoning Shikigami using formation diagrams, but the Chu Ma Xian they summoned are all a group of mountain spirits and wild monsters, not a big deal. Even those Chu Ma Xian with extraordinary talents can only summon some minor gods in the underworld, which is completely incomparable to the Shikigami we summoned."

Hearing this, the Yin Yang Master immediately showed a disdainful smile on his face: "So it's a way to imitate our Yin Yang Masters to summon Shikigami. I thought their Dragon Country's summoning technique was so powerful."

An Bei Qingming sighed and said, "This Northeastern immortal is really overestimating his own abilities. These Indian monks are all great monks, and the monk named Xuankong has the cultivation of a half-Buddha. Even if he invites all the guardian immortals from the Northeast, he will never be a match for them."

The young Yin-Yang Master continued with a smile, "I heard that there is an old saying in the Dragon Country that one should try any possible means to cure an emergency. I think this Northeastern spirit is doing just that..."

Just as the two of them were talking.

The incense burner behind Ma Wen also exploded with a "bang".

Followed by.

Suddenly, a ball of black fog descended from the sky, and quickly spread in all directions with Marvin as the center.

In an instant.

The entire top of Mount Fushi was shrouded in this black fog.

“It’s actually corpse qi.”

"It seems that my guess was correct. You, a Dragon Countryman, are indeed practicing evil magic..."

Xuankong frowned and became alert.

The corpse gas that fell from the sky just now was able to pass through the swastika Buddha formation they set up on the top of the mountain, which shows that there is some trick to it.

But what he didn't know was.

At this moment, Marvin was actually confused.

Because when his summoning technique was about to be completed, it was suddenly interrupted by a strange force.

As a result, he didn't even manage to invite the ghost soldiers.

But what about the black fog that has appeared on the top of the mountain now?

That stinky monk just said that the black fog is corpse qi.

Could it be that Chen Li is back?

wrong.

Chen Li's corpse aura doesn't seem to be black...

"--boom!"

"--boom!"

"--boom!"

Just when Marvin was confused.

Suddenly, a deafening sound of footsteps was heard in the black fog.

Before he could react.

Ancient soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding long spears walked out of the black fog one by one and surrounded everyone!
Such soldiers appeared in groups one after another, and soon covered the entire mountaintop, densely packed and countless.

Marvin was completely stunned.

He didn't expect that after failing to summon the gods, he would accidentally summon so many ghost soldiers.

at the same time.

An Beiqingming's side.

The young Yin-Yang master who had looked down on the Northeastern spirit mediums just now now had his eyes wide open.

He swallowed, looked at An Bei Qingming with a confused face and asked: "Master Qingming, are you sure that the Northeastern Exorcists of Dragon Country can only invite some wild monsters and underworld gods?"

An Bei Qingming frowned and said nothing.

Because his mind was a little confused at this moment.

It never occurred to him.

That Northeastern shaman actually summoned so many ferocious ancient soldiers at once.

This is not some kind of magic to summon the guardian deity of the Northeast.

It is clearly the King of Hell who has come to this world and called up all the ghosts and devils from the underworld!
In the whole audience, only Xu Fu in the sky vaguely noticed something.

"The corpse soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, could it be that guy has returned?"

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(End of this chapter)