Peerless Taoist

"I'm afraid this is the tomb of the owner of this temple. If we open it privately, will we touch any prohibition?" someone worried.

A trace of hesitation also appeared on other faces. After all, just now, countless people were shocked and flew out by the power in the hall.

Zhimiao clenched his teeth and said, "since the strong let us in, it must be a gift to us!"

Seeing that no one else moved, he snorted coldly, "you dare not, I'll go!"

Zhimiao jumped up and rushed to the coffin with an arrow step.

He raised his hand to push the coffin away.

Bang!

Just then, a muffled sound suddenly spread from the hall.

A sigh echoed in the hall, and the light of the whole temple began to converge at this moment.

"Look at the carvings on the wall." someone pointed to the direction of the wall.

Some pictures were originally drawn on the walls around the hall.

Those are all the life of the Demon Lord to suppress evil spirits.

But now, these pictures began to fall off, and some places have begun to fade.

In the painting, a heroic figure began to become blurred and finally turned into fly ash.

"What happened? How can I feel a burst of sadness from the bottom of my heart." someone muttered.

WOW!

Outside the main hall, black clouds piled up over the whole temple.

A moment later, the rain of blood fell.

Those blood rain seemed to be contaminated with countless innocent souls. In the blood rain, another sigh echoed between heaven and earth.

"I... I can go in!" suddenly, a surprised voice came out.

All the people nearby looked over, but they saw the monks who had been rejected. At this time, they walked into the temple.

The power of the temple hall has disappeared!

"Die for me!"

FA ran in, suddenly took a bold shot and slapped a strong man to death.

His shot was so sudden that the strong man didn't even have room to resist, and his head was directly smashed.

Blood, suddenly sprayed all over the ground.

The Dharma maniac directly grabbed the storage bag in the monk's hand, played with the magic weapons inside for a few times, and said with a grim smile: "you dare to rob the Buddha's things. You're really impatient."

He was outside, watching the people in the hall rob all the magic weapons, but he couldn't get anything. He couldn't help getting angry.

Now, you can finally come in!

"You, leave your things!"

"You can't have these treasures. Bring them to me!"

Suddenly there was a sound of looting around. The strong people who later broke into the hall began to snatch madly.

Soon, most of those who can still hold treasures are strong in the state of Dharma.

"Zhimiao, come here." the Dharma maniac waved to Zhimiao.

Zhimiao trembled and held out a smile: "senior..."

Bang!

FA Kuang suddenly kicked Zhimiao in the stomach.

Zhimiao bent down and fell to the ground.

"I've been waiting outside for so long, but you didn't say anything at all? Did you ignore the friendship of your fellow disciples?" the Dharma maniac asked loudly.

Zhimiao felt a burst of suffocation in his heart, but the strength of Dharma maniac was too strong after all. He didn't dare to resist at all.

Holding back a smile, Zhimiao sent the storage bag: "where, these are collected by the younger generation for you and are about to be sent to you."

"Yes, when you get back to Tianyin temple, you can make a little monk for the Buddha. Ha ha!" the Dharma maniac picked up the storage bag and laughed wildly.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "how did you open the coffin yourself?"