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

Chapter 221 Death of Fang Shu
Perhaps, with the sudden darkness of the Main Hall, monks who were chanting sutras would suddenly disappear without a trace in the next moment. People may have vague answers in their hearts while being frightened.

It is here, in this Buddhist holy place, in the Mahavira Hall, greedily enjoying the pious offerings of the sons and grandsons of Buddha who are protected by it under its roof.

At this moment, the things in the Main Hall and the murderer of the ancient Buddha outside the door seemed to be engaging in some kind of wrestling.

From time to time, monks in the hall sensed the fall of the ancient Buddha under control. They vomited blood and fell to the ground under the backlash of the ritual.

Then he quickly disappeared in the approaching invisible darkness, and as the fierce man outside the door brutally slaughtered the ancient Buddha near the main hall, the monks in the hall disappeared faster and faster.

The monks closed their eyes tightly and chanted the scriptures praising the birth of Maitreya with increasing piety——

If these can be regarded as gifts from Maitreya.

They suppressed the fear in their hearts, and their legs on the futon couldn't help but tremble. Something passed over their heads, with the salty, sticky and unusually disgusting texture of a predator.

There was a dull knock on the door from the door of the main hall, which was dark and full of panic and gloom that spread silently among the monks.

It was as if something hit the closed bronze door of the Main Hall, causing the entire Main Hall to tremble.

Attracted by this voice, the sticky eyes full of evil thoughts above his head finally moved away from the monks underground.

The fan of the main hall was personally consecrated by the ancestors of all generations, and the most skilled craftsmen in the world were invited to cast it.

It is said that even those wild pythons outside the pass, which are like the Yongding River God at the bottom of the river that was killed by Emperor Taizong, will never be able to break open the thick copper door for a moment.

At this time, following the violent impact outside the door, a series of huge fist prints suddenly appeared.

The invisible terrifying murderer above the head seemed to feel threatened, and it roared menacingly outside the palace door twice.

Hearing the noise in the hall, the door became quiet and the banging stopped briefly.

The monks in the Main Hall breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

But, the next moment——

With a huge rumbling sound, thirteen golden gates rose from the ground at the same time, spinning in the air, and then crashed heavily to the ground one after another.

One of the bronze doors seemed to have eyes, and it hit the Maitreya Buddha statue that had been replaced at an unknown time in the center of the hall.

At this time, Monk Yuan Shu, who was presiding over the ceremony in front of the Maitreya statue, sang a dharma chant.

Then he pulled out the huge, four-meter-long demon-subduing pestle that pinned Yuan Hui on the Buddha statue. His arms shook, and the power of the monk dragon elephant, which he had cultivated since childhood, was instantly filled with the power of ten thousand kilograms.

"In front of the Buddha! An De is so rampant!"

Yuan Shu roared angrily, and his body like a mountain of flesh expanded again in an instant. With a ray of Buddha's light, the muscles under the skin surged like snakes. In just a blink of an eye, he became a three-meter-tall man with a golden body. A golden giant who is like an Arhat descending into the world.

The demon-subduing pestle that originally seemed a bit too big fit just right in his hand. He didn't pay attention to the golden bronze door depicting the subduing dragon and Arhat slaying demons flying in front of him.He swung the magic pestle to split it in two in the air.

The monks in the temple also opened their eyes at this time. No one did not think that he would come out of the temple together with the first patriarch to face the unexpected and powerful enemy that appeared tonight, and win the final victory, and get the chance to personally meet the ancient Maitreya. The honor of the Buddha’s birth.

After all, the Yuan Shu in front of me was called a rare Buddhist disciple in a thousand years by the previous patriarch. Although he became a monk halfway, he followed the founder Faneng to study the Dharma all the way after becoming a monk. When he was young, his strength was already superior to that of many disciples of Wanfo Temple. His strength was enough Side by side with the founder of Fa Neng.

Later, Maitreya came to the world to teach the Dharma, and the remaining members of the Tongluo Sect learned the true Dharma of Maitreya and the art of arson in the Western Regions, and their strength was even more unfathomable.

Patriarch Faneng had lamented many times before his death that he was no longer a match for Monk Yuan Shu. Now that he saw that Yuan Shu finally had the idea of ​​​​taking action to reverse the situation, the hearts of the monks were suddenly filled with excitement.

Presumably, Yuan Shu, the most powerful monk in the contemporary era, and the most powerful patriarch who incarnated as Chaotian Huan gathered together in one place, and they would be able to defeat the enemy, and then welcome Maitreya's true form into the world, bringing real peace and tranquility to this chaotic world.

But the next moment, a scene that frightened the monks in the hall to the point of bursting their livers and gallbladders happened right before their eyes.

I saw the palace door flying very fast in the air, mixed with the roaring wind, and the hot red iron plate roared in, leaving a long tail of golden flames in the air.

Yuan Shu didn't take it seriously. His arm shook with a force of ten thousand kilograms. Even a small hill could be flattened back and forth with brute force, let alone a bronze door in front of him that weighed less than a thousand kilograms.

What's more, what's in front of you is just the familiar palace gate, and there's nothing strange about it at this moment.

He casually held the demon-subduing pestle and tried to sweep the flying bronze door away so as not to damage the statue of Maitreya behind him.

But - the next moment -

The moment the Subduing Demonic Pestle came into contact with the flying object in front of him, he felt the huge power carried by the object in front of him, and a look of horror suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The indestructible demon-subduing pestle that had been blessed by Maitreya in his hand broke in half as easily as a fragile dead wood that had been stored for hundreds of years in front of the bronze door made of ordinary copper.

With the powerful attack, Yuan Shu's arms lost consciousness in an instant, and even his body became dull under the huge tremor. The broken part of the Zen staff in his hand gradually melted in an incomprehensible manner, turning into molten iron and dripping on the cold surface. On the bluestone bricks, there was a sizzling sound and bursts of white smoke came out.

Yuan Shu looked at the half-section of the bronze door flying towards him in horror. In the past, there was no wave in the valley, and the Yongding Zen heart that was admired by the monks instantly collapsed at this moment.

He desperately tried to twist his body to avoid the roaring broken door, but unfortunately, his struggle looked ridiculous and comical.

The copper plate in front of him moved forward and passed through his body with an unstoppable force, leaving behind his limbs that were torn in half and had a faint smell of burning due to the high temperature.

The upper body of Yuan Shu was hit by the iron plate on the statue of Maitreya behind him, and his head was embedded in it. The body of Yuan Hui who happened to be pulled out of the magic pestle and fell to the ground was wide-eyed and witnessed what just happened.

Yuan Shu's internal organs fell from his abdomen, and part of them fell into the mouth of Monk Yuan Hui, who died in anger at the betrayal. It was as if he wanted to fulfill his promise during his lifetime after death, and wished he could eat all the flesh of the traitor in front of him and drink all the blood of the traitor. blood.

Everything happened in a flash of lightning. As the thirteen golden gates were kicked open, Zhu Houcong finally stepped into the center of the Ten Thousand Demon Cave in front of him.

(End of this chapter)