My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 216 The masters collectively committed suicide!

When Tang Cai'er said this, even someone like her who didn't take the sect very seriously felt a little bitter in her heart.

Sometimes you do so many bad things that no one even believes you if you tell the truth once.

White Lotus Sect!White Lotus Sect!

Except in the chaotic times of the late Yuan Dynasty, people were inferior to pigs and dogs, so they could only rely on magic spells and water to gather the victims.

When did other peaceful worlds really become a climate and really have the ambition to annex the world?

Even today's little emperor knows that the only way out is to fight the demons from all directions.

However, there are always people within the sect who are thinking of forming an alliance with demons and plotting destiny - seeking skin from a tiger, how short-sighted it is!

However, now is not the time to lament this.

The full moon hangs high above the head. The bamboo forest branches and leaves here are extremely prosperous, blocking the moonlight above the head, making the road ahead appear pitch black.

"Actually, I have always had a question. This question has been lingering in my mind since I came to Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple tonight."

Tang Saier sniffed the rich smell of sandalwood and sesame oil in the air.

"Is your Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple so luxurious every day? How many incense candles must be burned to create this fragrance-"

"What did you say--"

Upon hearing this, a certain magic nerve in Yuantong's mind that restricted his cognition suddenly collapsed.

His eyes were clear and full of horror.

"No, this is the smell of the candle made from the corpse oil scraped from the Buddha's body!"

Then, he looked at the trolley in front of him.

I saw that because of the tremor of just going up the hill, the corpses wearing shabby imperial uniforms had already opened pairs of scarlet red pupils.

Staring directly at the two people in front of him in the dark night sky, it was like looking at tempting food.

The smell of corpse oil incense candles in the air became stronger and stronger.

Looking at the Jin Yiwei with his bloody mouth open and his fangs bared as he rushed toward him and the others, Yuantong tried his best and kicked the entire cart away with a desperate kick.

Without any time to explain, he turned away and ran towards the direction of the Main Hall.

"I'm afraid something might have happened to the golden bodies of the Buddhas enshrined in the Main Hall -"

He looked horrified.

It seemed that he had thought of the worst case scenario, and his face became a little bit uglier.

"The golden body of Master Fa Neng is still there!"

"It's just a few dead people. Even if they turn into zombies, won't your Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple be able to deal with them?"

Do not--

At this time, Yuantong's expression seemed to be crying and laughing.

"It would be easier to deal with the others, but the Patriarch of Fa Neng is a divine monk who has been rare for thousands of years. Even after his death, he is still one of the world's most powerful demons in troubled times!"

Listening to the roars of corpses coming from everywhere, both of them looked extremely ugly.

"These Jin Yiwei killed too many people during their lifetimes and did not have the blessing and protection of Buddhism. After being forcibly converted, they became extremely resentful and ferocious - be careful." Yuantong waved his Zen staff and forced back the Buddhas and demons who had been incarnated as Jin Yiwei who had been dead for many years. He pounced and bit, shouting to the White Lotus Sect woman who spread out a white silk ribbon.

"This thing is not afraid of the Dharma. Try not to use Buddhist magic to suppress demons——"

Listening to Monk Yuantong's words, watching him roar with anger, his blood surged, and his thin body instantly grew stronger, covered with veins.

The Zen staff, which weighed a hundred kilograms, whirred as it was danced in his hand.

The Buddhist and demonic zombies transformed into Jin Yiwei in front of them were unable to get close for a while.

But these zombies all have the glazed bodies of true Buddhas and are of extraordinary strength. Although this Zen staff is heavy, it cannot hurt them at all.

Moreover, it is extremely powerful, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth to make a living, and absorbing the evil energy of the earth for more than 40 years underground. Although it is unable to control the Yuantong monk in front of it for a while, compared to zombies, people have limited power.

Within a moment, Monk Yuantong was out of breath, and the waving of the Zen staff in his hand slowed down.

Seeing this, the surrounding Buddhist and demon zombies flashed a bit of amusement in their eyes. Seeing that the monk was already showing fatigue, they were not in a hurry to launch an attack. They just wandered around and launched attacks from time to time, consuming his physical strength.

On the side, Tang Cai'er and the demon girl from the White Lotus Sect were in an even worse situation. The long whip in her hand had almost no effect on driving back these Buddhas and demons.

And chanting the incantations, talismans, and Taoist instruments of the Wusheng Laomu in the mouth were all proven to have a greatly reduced effect on the Buddha and demon zombies in front of him.

At this time, she had been forced to the edge of the dense forest by two Buddha and Demon zombies.

It wasn't that she and Yuantong didn't want to turn around and run away. Listening to the roars of infiltrating zombies coming from all directions around the bamboo forest, some of them were not just the four or five Buddhas that had only been born for a few decades before them. Demonic zombies are comparable.

"How many zombies have you raised in the Buddha's temple, you bunch of heartless bald donkeys?"

Listening to the shocking roar coming from not far away, it was filled with shocking resentment, but mixed with some vague Sanskrit sound that made people cry.

Feeling two lines of repentant tears uncontrollably falling from her eyes, Tang Cai'er suddenly panicked and cursed angrily at Yuantong beside her, who was panting heavily and whose skin was slowly drying up.

"Granny! WOC, you dog monks all look so thick-eyed and thick-browed, how come you have even raised this thing! Is this thing Chaotianjian? It must have been formed by the eminent monks who absorbed the essence of the sun and moon after their death for more than a thousand years. Only among the zombies can Chaotian Jian be born!"

Tang Cai'er was wiping her tears in pain, trying her best not to let her tears obscure her vision, and avoiding the siege of the two zombies in front of her. At the same time, she was cursing loudly these people who usually shouted compassion, but secretly cultivated evil spirits and refined corpses more ruthlessly than anyone else. The bald donkeys vented their panic.

Fortunately, as the Chao Tianhuan roared in the sky, thousands of zombies around him could not help but stand in place, howled in the sky, and temporarily gave up the attack in their hands.

This gave the two people who could no longer hold on any time to breathe.

Tang Cai'er turned pale as she listened to the howls of thousands of corpses coming from all directions.

She knew that even if she turned around and ran away now, she would probably not be able to escape.

The current Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple has been completely reduced to a devil's cave, unless it is rumored that the earthly gods and humans of the Ming Dynasty who are still alive, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, who knows what indescribable existences he has made a deal with, come in person.

Otherwise, every one of these so-called Taoist masters in the world will be trapped alive in this Buddhist temple that has been turned into a cave of ten thousand demons.

"How can this happen... how can this happen..."

Yuantong looked towards the direction where the roar came from, and it was Wan Fulin.

At this time, the expression on his face collapsed, as if his worldview had collapsed and been ruined. He stopped holding the Zen staff and stood there muttering to himself.

"Weren't all the ancestors in good condition when they asked the disciples to take care of them in the morning? Why did they all suddenly go crazy together——"

Unfortunately, no one could answer his questions.

Tang Cai'er looked at Monk Yuantong beside her, who had no intention of fighting, and then looked at several Buddhist and demonic zombies in Jin Yiwei costumes in front of her, roaring towards her with malicious intentions, and secretly thought something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)