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At this sudden knocking sound, everyone in the caravan was frightened.

Traveling all over the country, they have seen a lot. They have seen fox demons and walking corpses before, but this is the first time such a big scene like now.

"Don't panic! It's just something weird, just cut it off with a knife and it'll be over!"

Brother Xie shouted loudly. Under the influence of the fighting spirit, the fear melted like ice on fire, followed by endless fighting spirit.

"Brother is right! As long as it can be chopped, there is nothing to be afraid of!"

The reckless man echoed, he was the first to resonate with the war spirit and share some of the war spirit's bonus as a soldier.

People inside the house were cheering, but people outside the house were getting more and more impatient. The knocking sound gradually turned into the sound of banging on the door, which made the noisy person's ears very uncomfortable.

Under the continuous tapping, several windows of the temple have begun to open.

Brother Xie stared at those directions, preparing to stab the monster directly in the head when it appeared.

"Amitabha~"

A Buddhist chant was chanted in the room, and in everyone's surprised eyes, the corpses of Shifang and Baiyun quickly changed into living beings.

The half of the wooden fish stick that hit Brother Xie's head disappeared with a sudden sound, and then went into Bai Yun's hand, and was connected with the other half held in Bai Yun's hand.

Da da da…

The tapping sound of the wooden fish started, the sound was crisp but not loud, but the mysterious power contained in it made the tapping sounds around the temple disappear.

Just when Brother Xie thought everything was going to end safely, there was a bang, and all the windows and doors popped open. The figure with his head lowered stood there, making everyone who saw it feel frightened.

The wooden fish stick in Bai Yun's hand paused for a second, and then continued to tap again. Behind him, Shifang closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, like a devout believer, praying for something.

Brush brush brush…

In unison, all the figures raised their heads and looked at Bai Yun.

Are they all monks? !

Brother Xie looked at the bald head and scars, and remembered the legend in his mind, the legend that all the monks in the temple disappeared overnight.

"Your Buddha is dead!"

Dead...dead...

The monks opened their mouths, and uniform sounds came out of their mouths.

The sound waves echoed throughout the main hall, and the demonic sound penetrated the ears and penetrated directly into people's hearts.

Bai Yun's wooden fish stick struck faster and faster. This time, the golden Buddha hidden on the altar began to follow this rhythm, swelling and spreading golden light.

Under the golden light, the monks were forced to retreat a few meters.

Before Brother Xie could breathe a sigh of relief, he found that those guys were approaching again. Judging from their body movements, it seemed as if there was a force pushing them behind them.

Turning slightly sideways and looking behind the man, Brother Xie seemed to see something like a huge vine pressing against the man's back.

Before he could continue to observe, the people behind him seemed to be a little impatient. The monks began to take the wrong path and opened the windows.

Brother Xie hesitated for a second. Even though these strange targets didn't seem to be them, he still understood the principle of lips dying and teeth cold.

Raise the sword in your hand and chop it off directly on the head!

When~

The blade of the knife was directly bounced back. Brother Xie took two steps back. The fighting spirit tiger cub next to him pounced forward. His claws crisscrossed the monk's head, leaving two wounds.

Some rapeseeds dangled out from the wound, along with some withered grass.

This He people scene is nothing in Brother Xie's eyes. He only knows one thing, and that is that he can chop this thing!

Seeing this wound, everyone in the caravan behind them also cheered. They were not afraid that the enemy would be strong, but they were afraid that there would be no feedback from the fight, which would hurt morale too much.

After pinging bells and banging their skills, the monks rolled in anyway. They didn't care about the attackers jumping up and down, and just moved closer to Baiyun little by little.

Brother Xie roared angrily, and chopped off the monk's steel-like head with a knife. The withered grass sticking out of his neck was waved in the air twice, but it failed to find the back of the head and died.

Looking back at the battlefield, Brother Xie felt bad. He was the only one in the team who had the direct bonus of the fighting spirit. The other people's link bonuses were not effective and could not cause actual damage. Now that he was strong enough at the beginning, he could still block one or two. When they are exhausted, the people in the team will change from warriors to hindquarters.

Thinking of this, Brother Xie jumped to the side of Zen Master Baiyun regardless of the possible danger.

"Master! Is there any other way? It won't work if it goes on like this!" Brother Xie shouted.

Baiyun didn't respond, just lowered his head and knocked on the wooden fish.

Just two dead people? !

Brother Xie continued to fight, trying his best to prevent the intruder from getting close to the altar and Baiyun, but it was difficult for him to defeat the four with two fists, and the gap in numbers was something they could not make up for now.

Are you going to die like this?

Even if I die, I will drag at least one person into trouble!

The young tiger beside Brother Xie grew up unknowingly. Immediately afterwards, he gave up his defense and slashed at the enemy next to the altar.

The sword flashed and the head fell to the ground.

Brother Xie was also completely exhausted, and his fighting spirit seemed a little sluggish due to excessive exhaustion.

"Monk, believe in me, Buddha, and I will send you to the Western Paradise. Why go to the underworld and suffer in vain?"

After being completely surrounded by white clouds, the monk stiffly opened his mouth and spat out confusing words.

"Banana, you're a bara! Bliss, you're a big watermelon!"

Brother Xie was so angry when he heard that, the long knife in his right hand turned into a stream of light, accompanied by the roar of the tiger, and looked directly through him.

Snapped!

The monk next to him slapped Brother Xie into the air and hit the altar hard. The old and rotten altar collapsed and the golden Buddha rolled to the ground.

Seeing that everything was completely over, Brother Xie swallowed the blood in his mouth, reluctantly raised the golden Buddha that rolled to his hand, and threw it toward the center with all his strength.

The fighting spirit returned to Brother Xie when he launched his attack.

When the golden Buddha flew out, the fighting spirit followed.

In an instant, the golden light flourished, and the fighting spirit was directly sucked into the golden Buddha.

In the light, the Golden Buddha began to change from its original shape of sitting cross-legged and worshiping the Buddha.

Baiyun, who had been unresponsive, raised his head and looked at the golden Buddha flying out.

stick? What kind of Buddha is that?

The shape of the Golden Buddha finally changed into an image of a Buddha that Baiyun had never seen before, holding a long stick and wearing a winged crown.

The next moment, a golden light swept across the entire main hall.

With a clang, the Golden Buddha fell to the ground.

With this clear sound, the demons and monsters in the main hall disappeared, leaving no trace left behind.

If Brother Xie hadn't still been injured, he would have thought that everything was just a dream.

"Brother! Are you okay?" The reckless man ran to help Brother Xie up from the ground and asked with concern.

Brother Xie didn't say much, he just looked in the direction of Bai Yun. Bai Yun had already stood up and looked at the golden Buddha on the ground.

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