dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Xu Fangcao, who was floating in the air, spoke softly after watching the monk who sent back to report the message leave.

Although the tone is flat, the murderous intent is infinite.

"You can die now."

"Wh-what?!" The monk below was in a daze when suddenly he felt severe pain all over his body.

Before he could figure out what happened, his eyes suddenly went dark, bloodshot from both eyes.

"No!"

The ghost monks below Xu Fangcao subconsciously covered their eyes and screamed in despair.

It was just such a sound, and then he fell to the ground and died.

Filament-like blood lines were continuously sprayed out from all over the body, like a water balloon with extremely high internal pressure that was suddenly leaked by a needle.

However, the eyes and bodies of the ghost monks are not ordinary needles, but the moonlight that falls from the sky and condenses into silk.

After the killing, Xu Fangcao became colder like the moonlight...

After a while, the monk who returned to the temple to report finally came back—with the presiding monk of Qianfo Temple and a group of traitors.

The traitors were divided into two factions, a total of 18 people, each holding a golden Buddha in his arms.

Seeing the terrifying scene in front of him, the thousand Buddha monk from the Japanese slaves panicked instantly.

He raised his head, pointed at Xu Fangcao with a trembling hand, opened his mouth wide and stammered.

"You...they..."

Xu Fangcao obviously didn't bother to talk to the other party, she still spoke lightly, and only said four words.

"And you."

After saying that, the moonlight condensed into silk fell from the sky again, just like a drizzle suddenly falling from the sky.

It's just that the rain is harder than King Kong, densely covering all the "people" below.

Monk Qianfo obviously had some tricks, so he hurriedly took off his cassock and threw it into the air.

And in desperation, he used his natal means: "King Kong! Kill all evils! Strong!"

Under the blessing of the mantra, the bright red cassock floated above the head of the Thousand Buddha Monk like a cloud, which really blocked the falling moonlight.

But the ability of the thousand Buddha monk is limited to this:

I can only protect myself temporarily, how can I care about others!

The rest of the monks who came out with him instantly ended up in the same fate as the first group—dead on the ground, soaked in blood...

At this point, Monk Qianfo was frightened and stared blankly at Xu Fangcao in the air.

"You, who are you?"

"Could it be... are you the god of Middle-earth?"

Xu Fangcao didn't directly answer what Monk Qianfo said, but looked at him lightly and spoke lightly.

"You really are not from China."

"Since this is the case, then you deserve to die even more... Anyone who offends the majesty of my emperor deserves to die!"

Having said that, Xu Fangcao's usually cold face showed a little madness and stubbornness for the first time.

At this moment, her expression was a bit like a ghost without a face.

Xu Fangcao raised her hand lightly, and the moonlight condensed quickly again.

If it was as thin as a cow's hair just now, it is like a searchlight now.

It's just that the light emitted by this lamp is a "real thing", an indestructible real thing.

Seeing the huge beam of light sweeping towards him, Monk Qianfo knew that if he didn't have to use all his strength, he might never have the chance to use it in his life.

Taking advantage of the moment when the cassock was still able to resist, Monk Qianfo bit off all the fingers of his left hand and chewed them up quickly.

Then these minced meat were stuffed into the mouths of eighteen physical Buddhas who fell to the ground.

"Receive and guide! Blood and flesh devouring the body! Vajra Bodhisattva! Ten thousand Buddhas court!"

The eighteen flesh-body Buddhas burst into blood in an instant, and they all opened their eyes fiercely, with distorted and hideous faces.

How can there be a trace of Buddha's mercy, it is clearly the eighteen evil spirits crawling out of hell!

After the evil spirits appeared in the world, they all roared up to the sky, jumped up and formed a strange formation to meet the sweeping moonlight.

Facing the enemy's counterattack, Xu Fangcao remained calm and indifferent.

"Tips for carving insects."

"Condensation."

After saying a word, the moonlight like a beam of light spread out instantly, and when it reappeared, it had already covered all the flesh Buddhas.

Full coverage like a afterbirth, without any gaps.

It's just that the afterbirth is not warm and soft, on the contrary, it is getting colder and colder.

Until the "things" inside are completely frozen and frozen into ice slag...