Chapter 227 The poor monk once swears to the sky and returns Nanzhao a peace

At this time, outside the palace hall of the capital of Nanzhao Kingdom.

The pool of blood boiled, and bubbles continued to rise. Many people who were bewitched by the moon worshiper jumped into it. After a violent bubble, there was no bones left.

Elder Shi and others turned pale, and a breath of malice persisted in their hearts.

They wanted to vent, but they couldn't find a target, because the leader of the moon worship never appeared.

More and more people jumped into the blood pool, and **** white bones floated on the blood pool, stimulating the eyes of Jiang and others.

Their breathing speeded up, their expressions were a bit dull, and they seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

The blood in the blood pool thickened, and the pungent blood filled the heavens and the earth to make people sick.

Elder Shi and others have lived a lot of age and are well-informed. However, such a terrible scene is the first time for them.

Saint Nanzhao gritted her teeth and said with a trembled: "What the **** is going on?"

Elder Shi had no gods and said to himself: "This is a forbidden technique of the black witch race. You can rely on your blood to raise your mana to an extremely terrifying level. It is rumored that you can fight a god. Where did he learn it? The forbidden techniques that came, all the forbidden techniques of the Black Witches have obviously been destroyed."

Jiang's expressions were dull, and their eyes were full of fear.

The black witches’ forbidden techniques are very famous throughout the Southern Wilderness. The ancestors of Nanzhao Kingdom established Nanzhao Kingdom in the Southern Wilderness by virtue of the forbidden techniques. After that, the ancestors of Nanzhao Kingdom felt that the black witches' forbidden techniques were too harmful, and they destroyed all these witchcraft, almost no one knew.

A steady stream of people jumped into the pool of blood to dedicate their lives, and contribute to the Taoism of the Lord of the Moon.

"Holy monk... where is the holy monk? Did he just watch these people die?"

"Holy monk, where is your compassion?"

Jiang and the others screamed hysterically, but received no response. Their faces were as pale as paper, without blood, and their hearts were extremely desperate.

Nanzhao State, Guangling City.

Almost everyone would think that the movement of worshipping the leader of the moon would start from the capital. However, worshipping the moon went the other way, and he chose this humble Guangling city.

Fahai wanted to wait for the appearance of the moon worship in the palace hall, but he felt that there was a shocking blood spread in Guangling City. He planted Buddha's shade as shelter in Guangling City, and the moon worshippers entered Guangling City like ordinary people. However, the shadow of Buddha alone can hardly stop the pace of the moon worshiper.

After arriving in Guangling City, I found that the shocking blood was spread by a formation. Not only Guangling City, but also other cities in Nanzhao Kingdom.

The people in other cities were affected by the formation, and were willing to become the blood food of the moon worshiper like a walking dead. Guangling City avoided this because of the Buddha's shadow.

However, it is precisely because of this that the lunar worship leader is attracted.

The worshiper of the moon stood on the altar dressed in white, his arms spread out as if he were hugging the sky. With a faint smile on his face, he looked at the blood evil spirit that kept wandering on the ground. After a while, his eyes fell on the people who were kneeling on the ground, "I want to build a great patriotic country, why are you opposing me?"

The people in Guangling City were extremely frightened when faced with the worshippers of the moon, let alone the visit of the master of the moon worship. Their faces were full of horror, shivering and unable to speak a word.

Fahai walked through other cities and found that the entire Nanzhao country was covered by a fierce array with almost no loopholes. However, because he planted the shadow of Buddha in Guangling City, Guangling City became a breakthrough.

The Lord of Moon Worship came in person to make up for the gap.

The entire formation is the most important part of his plan, and there must be no loopholes, so he came.

The aura exuded by the Great Array is evil and powerful, running crazily under the blessing of the Lord of the Moon.

The robe on the Lord of the Moon worshipped hunting and hunting, and his aura became evil and powerful, just like the formation that covered Nanzhao Kingdom.

Baiyue stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, his blood and energy rolled, as if the world was in his palms, this majestic power made him intoxicated.

For this moment, he planned for more than thirty years.

Finally succeeded.

Worshiping the moon guarded the entire formation, preventing any flaws in the formation. As long as it persists for three days, Nanzhao Kingdom will fall into his control...

Then, he attacked the Southern Wilderness Wu Clan tribe again, letting the entire Southern Wilderness land fall into his control.

Thinking of this, an excited smile appeared on his face.

"The world is miserable and full of endless sins. Only by extinction and rebirth can we wash away the sins from our bodies and reappear the world of great love..."

Baiyue looked at the people of Nanzhao who were kneeling on the ground, "You will eventually become a member of my great love of the country, and you will never die in the end. Go ahead and give everything you have."

The sound of worshipping the moon seems to have a magical nature. After people listen to it, they will unknowingly immerse themselves in it and let him at his mercy.

Gradually, the people kneeling on the ground slowly got up and walked towards the altar like walking dead.

The cultivation base of worshipping the moon is not strong, and according to Fahai's speculation, it should be equivalent to a practitioner who has gathered a flower. However, he has mastered a weird magical power that can hypnotize mortals to obey him.

The people who worshipped the moon in an attempt to control the city of Guangling voluntarily jumped into the altar and dedicated themselves to enhance his cultivation. People in the major cities of Nanzhao Kingdom continued to sacrifice, and their blood was melted into the formation, and finally injected into his body.

Looking at the Nanzhao people walking towards the altar, a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

As long as you jump in, the formation will be thoroughly stimulated. And he finally became an immortal existence.

"Ding Ding!"

At this moment, a clear and sweet voice rang. The people who lost themselves gradually recovered. When they saw the environment they were in, they screamed in panic and retreated.

Moon worship frowned.

Suddenly, the golden Buddha light spread out in Guangling City.

The people in Guangling City couldn't help looking up, only to see a monk stepping on the void among the Buddha's light.

He holds a Zen stick in his right hand and fingers in his left hand, his body is full of dazzling Buddha's light, and his precious appearance is solemn.

"Worshiping the moon, you, as the high priest of Nanzhao, are so evil and poisonous to the common people? Do you know that you are already in a madness, and the laws of heaven cannot tolerate it?"

Fahai's eyes are like electricity, looking directly at the moon worship.

Baiyue raised his head and stared straight at Fahai, "You monk placed the shadow of the Buddha in Guangling City?"

"The poor monk once swore to the sky that he would return Nanzhao a peace."

Fahai looked down at the moon.

Baiyue chuckled lightly, "The formation has been completed, and I am immortal in Nanzhao. Monk, even if you have the path to heaven, you cannot kill me."

"Arrogant and ignorant!"

Fa Hai let out a cold snort, his eyes suddenly widened, and the Buddha's light behind him turned and slammed.

Big golden hands, vast and vast, as if the catastrophe of the world.

Baiyue only felt that his body sank, and the altar under his feet was immediately torn apart, and the array light flickered.

Fahai's palm is extremely powerful, even the worship of the moon, who has absorbed a lot of blood, did not dare to hold on.

Baizhang jumped a hundred feet away, raised his head and stared at Fahai fiercely, "Monk, if you want me to be bad, can I do good things?"

Fa Hai stared at him coldly, "Relying on the sorcery to draw blood and energy, I think I am immortal? When did you become so naive when you worship the moon."

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