After Becoming the Stand-in for the White Moonlight: 138|Centipede Bodhisattva

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This is a real person!

The so-called real animals must be washed and served in various ways to the ghosts and gods.

Fang Lingqing said hoarsely: "This is... [卯]!"

Qiao Wan just pulled Wang Ruyi and rushed to the door——

Suddenly, the doorway was covered with a layer of golden light. Qiao Wan couldn't brake in time, and with Wang Ruyi's "gurgling" sound, the two of them hit the shining golden barrier together.

Wang Ruyi: "Fellow Taoist Lu Lu Lu, I am dizzy QAQ!"

Qiao Wan said solemnly: "Bear it."

Picking up Wang Ruyi, his anger sank in his Dantian. His spiritual power turned into electric current and rushed up to his fist. Sparks and lightning struck the barrier.

Ignore you Lei Mou·Change!

With a "buzz" sound, the barrier didn't move at all.

Qiao Wan quickly turned around, and the Bodhisattva statue behind her put down Zheng Changming, and went straight to the remaining Qiao Wan and the others. The thirty-two arms behind her were getting longer and longer, like some kind of weird arthropods. animal.

With a blink of an eye, Meng Canglang had already moved the Canglang Sword and stood in front of everyone.

The "roaring waves shaking the city" rolled up white waves, and the turbulent waves hit the Bodhisattva statue.

This move...

Qiao Wan was slightly stunned. At this critical moment, she couldn't help but take another look at Meng Canglang.

Meng Canglang shouted: "Run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw dozens of arms turning wildly in the turbulent waves, breaking through the waves and stirring up the silvery water all over the sky.

Little splashes of water fell down like stars.

In this galaxy, one of the arms broke through the siege, broke away from the waves, stretched out without giving up, and grabbed a young man in the temple who was shocked and speechless.

Liu Xinwen's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately blocked this weirdly long arm with his knife, protecting the confused young man behind him.

Turn around and ask Qiao Wan: "Friend Lu, can this barrier..."

Before he finished speaking, behind the man, the second arm also broke away from the waves, and raised the long sword high and slowly.

About to be chopped off——

"Careful!"

Fang Lingqing suddenly came to his senses and immediately used his sword to block it.

Liu Xinwen was in shock. Before he could thank him for saving his life, he suddenly felt empty behind him.

Looking back.

A disciple of Zhan Yunfeng behind him was lifted high up by the Buddha statue at some point. The young man turned pale, screamed and immediately released his flying sword to strike. The flying sword landed on the Bodhisattva's arm, "dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang." Sparks a fire.

The corners of the Bodhisattva's lips were held in a smile, and one of his arms moved quickly.

The sword in his hand rises and falls.

Boom——

A dead-eyed head fell from mid-air, "Gulu Gulu" rolled down on the futon, and blood instantly splashed onto the paintings on the temple walls. The elite disciples among the three religions did not even have a chance to resist. He barely had time to say anything and was beheaded in public.

Freeing up one hand, he picked up the head with split eyes on the futon and held it in his hand. The smile on the corner of the Bodhisattva's lips looked even more weird in the flickering light.

Looking from a distance, this is still a statue of Bodhisattva. The walking posture is stiff, but the speed is extremely fast, too fast to blink.

"Can't be greedy, can't be greedy..." Liu Xinwen gritted his teeth and said, "Aren't we going to get it one by one?! What on earth is going on?!"

Fang Lingqing immediately gritted her teeth and turned to look at Qiao Wan: "Lu Cixian, can you go out?"

As the only physical practitioner present, Qiao Wan said: "I'll give it a try."

Take a deep breath and raise his fist again.

I'll smash it! !

Bang bang bang! !

The fists fell like raindrops on the barrier, but the barrier at the door remained motionless.

At this moment, the Bodhisattva turned his eyes and immediately lay down under everyone's gaze!

Dozens of arms were propped up on the ground like centipedes. A head with plump cheeks and a gentle smile leaned forward and jumped out as fast as lightning!

……

Don't be greedy. Don't be greedy.

While smashing, Qiao Wan silently recited what Yan Shiyuan said before, her heart beating fast.

They took the incense one by one, each one took one stick. What went wrong? ! !

She is going to visit the incense table!

Making up her mind, Qiao Wan immediately retracted her fist and went straight to the incense case.

When she threw it down in front of the incense burner, the two red candles in front of the incense burner also changed. A pungent smell penetrated into her nose, and the candle wick was a bunch of tightly entangled hair.

Qiao Wan's heart sank. This is a corpse oil candle.

I didn’t look any further at the moment. I quickly looked away and moved closer to the incense burner.

More than ten round, empty marks on the incense ashes.

She got it.

Qiao Wan woke up suddenly.

Before them, someone had already taken the soul incense! ! He even took more than one!

The centipede-like Bodhisattva statue jumped up the wall and swooped down again——

Qiao Wan's thoughts changed, and an uncertain guess emerged in her mind. She immediately pushed the incense burner onto the incense table, turned back to the door barrier, and raised her fist again.

Ignore you Lei Mou·Change!

This time the fist hit the barrier, and there seemed to be a slight change in the barrier.

Qiao Wan: Sure enough.

Noticing Qiao Wan's movement, Fang Lingqing said happily: "How is it?"

Qiao Wan's face was as dark as water and she whispered: "I may know what's going on with this barrier."

You cannot take more incense in the incense burner. If you exceed a certain amount, you will have to pay a corresponding price. After that, one stick of incense will cost one person. Every time a human animal is sacrificed, the barrier becomes weaker, and until all sacrifices are completed, the barrier will collapse on its own.

Qiao Wan: "And we are the unlucky ones who just happened to catch this wave."

After hearing what Qiao Wan said, Fang Lingqing opened her eyes wide and felt a lump in her throat: "What's going on?"

The face of Fanxin Temple immediately changed: "How are we going to get out?!"

Do we really need to sacrifice? !

Those who entered the temple, including Qiao Wan, Wang Ruyi, Fang Lingqing, Meng Canglang, Liu Xinwen, Zhixin, and a few disciples of the Three Religions, totaled more than ten people. I don’t know if Wang Ruyi is considered a human being. , two of them have just gone. If they really sacrifice like Qiao Wan said, then they basically have to explain themselves here.

"Don't worry." Meng Canglang said solemnly: "If we work together, we may not be able to get out."

When Meng Canglang said this, Zhixin's expression softened a little.

This is Meng Canglang, the Canglang Sword. They still have the Canglang Sword, so maybe they can really get out.

"I'll deal with it." Meng Canglang said as the giant sword cut through a mighty silver wave, "Fellow Daoist, please cooperate with Fellow Daoist Lu to break through the barrier at the door."

Liu Xinwen reversed his sword, walked to Meng Canglang, and said in a deep voice: "I'm here to help you."

In this way, the temple spontaneously divided into two groups. One group followed Meng Canglang to stop the weird Bodhisattva statue, and the other group followed Qiao Wan and was responsible for studying how to break through the barrier in front of the door.

A few Taixuanguan and Zhanyunfeng disciples also entered the temple. They stood beside Qiao Wan, anxiously trying out the formations one by one.

"How is it?" Qiao Wan asked: "Do you have any idea?"

Tai Xuan Guan shook his head, his face pale, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, "It's useless."

Over there, Meng Canglang is still struggling with the Centipede Bodhisattva statue.

In the blink of an eye, the Centipede Bodhisattva statue rushed up again.

Meng Canglang looked forward, his eyes slightly condensed, and the giant sword flew out. This sword was like the overturning of the river and sea, setting off huge waves and blocking everyone in front of them.

Everyone present felt slightly certain.

Yes, Meng Canglang! They also have Canglang Sword Meng Canglang in front of them!

While everyone was feeling sad and happy, with tears streaming down their faces, Fang Lingqing looked up at the golden Bodhisattva, but she couldn't say how relaxed she felt inside.

The thing in front of me probably has the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul. No matter how high Meng Canglang's cultivation level is, he is only at the Golden Core stage! The golden elixir stage versus the late Nascent Soul stage! And who knows how many people this thing has killed before.

Taixuan Guan and Zhan Yunfeng couldn't find a way to break the barrier. Qiao Wan rolled up his sleeves and continued to hit hard, the lightning on his fists sizzling.

While Qiao Wan banged the "wall", she asked Fang Lingqing in a deep voice: "What did you mean by 'Mao' just now?"

Fang Lingqing drew his sword and cut Qiao Wan together, while gritting his teeth and explaining: "This is a real person."

Unlike those sold on the black market, this is a real animal, a real offering, to be sacrificed to the ghosts and gods.

There are many ways to offer sacrifices, and each has its own way of death.

"The so-called 'Mao' means cutting it in half." At this point, Fang Ling continued to explain in a green voice: "It's just one of these sacrifices."

The words are not finished yet.

Only a scream was heard.

"Ahhhhhhh!"

Qiao Wan quickly turned around!

I saw these dozens of hands turning one of the disciples into pieces, and the pieces of meat fell to the ground with a clatter.

The Bodhisattva was smiling, his plump and painted face stained with some minced meat and blood foam. He stretched his dozens of arms to the ground and launched another swift offensive!

[Third]

【刿】

Liu Xinwen's face changed drastically, and he shouted sadly: "Changdong!"

As soon as they saw this scene, the temple was silent for a moment, and everyone speeded up their movements in unison with pale faces.

The pile of corpses on the ground is Yao Changdong, Liu Xinwen’s junior brother.

Seeing the tragic death of his junior brother, Liu Xinwen's eyes were slightly red, and he rushed forward with a machete!

The "Bodhisattva" kept a weird smile, half-closed his eyes, and raised the vajra in his other hand high. Meng Canglang's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately separated the sword light to block it. Like a raging wave breaking and rolling up thousands of piles of snow.

A few free hands were left behind the "Bodhisattva" to hold the blue sword light.

The attack of the sword light in his hand continued unabated, and he kept pressing forward, until finally one of the "Bodhisattva's" hands flew away.

The lotus-node-like hand with a Buddha seal fell into the small cauldron on the incense table with a clang.

The smile on the corners of the Bodhisattva's mouth did not change. The thirty-one arms behind him started to rotate crazily again, and the ax in the other hand struck straight at Liu Xinwen again!

Liu Xinwenge blocked it with his sword.

But this ax is like breaking a thin piece of paper, splitting the blade from top to bottom, all the way down.

The edge of the ax shone with a cold silver light.

At this moment, Meng Canglang had quick eyes and quick hands. He walked through the forest and stepped in front of Liu Xinwen. Seeing that the ax was about to fall, he threw Liu Xinwen out without thinking.

In front of him, a giant sword condensed with water slowly rose into the air.

Bang.

His back hit the wall hard. Liu Xinwen coughed twice in pain. When he looked up, he was immediately stunned.

After seeing off Liu Xinwen, Meng Canglang had no time to hide anymore.

The young man stopped in front of him, with a firm back and a calm expression. He continued to fight the enemy with his water sword, but this ax directly split the water sword in front of Meng Canglang, and slashed along his shoulder blade. .

Meng Canglang's figure swayed.

One of the young man's slender arms fell to the ground with a clatter.

This was not over yet, another Vajra swung towards the back of the young man’s head.

At the critical moment, a green figure blew over like a strong wind!

Kicking off the vajra in the hand of the Bodhisattva statue, Fang Ling rushed to Meng Canglang with his eyes split open: "Senior brother!"

Meng Canglang suddenly raised his head and his eyes fell behind Fang Lingqing.

The vajra slowly rose again.

Meng Canglang's expression changed again: "Xiaofang!"

Fang Lingqing was stunned for a moment, feeling a bone-crushing pain in her knees, and in the blink of an eye, Meng Canglang threw her to the ground.

Although he narrowly escaped death, his leg was broken.

Fang Lingqing touched her knee in a daze, and suddenly realized that Meng Canglang was still beside her.

"Senior brother, are you okay?"

Meng Canglang covered his broken arm, pursed his lips and stood up. Blood continued to flow from his fingers.

"I'm fine."

Take a breath and shout softly: "Come on!"

The Canglang Sword, which was stuck diagonally on the ground, immediately flew through the air and fell steadily back into the palm of its owner.

Unable to take down Ling Qing and Meng Canglang, Centipede's "Bodhisattva Statue" immediately changed its direction and picked one of them at random. The vajra vibrated, impaling the man from head to toe on the ground, like a cow or sheep being disemboweled and impaled by an iron rod.

[Fourth]

【玎】

Qiao Wan bit her lip and tried not to look elsewhere. Only this golden barrier remained in her eyes.

The punches became more and more swift as the wind and as furious as thunder.

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! Hurry up!

Although I don’t want to admit it, after four deaths, this barrier is indeed much weaker than before.

But she still can't break it open!

Qiao Wan raised her fist and smashed it, while muttering crazily: Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up.

The Bodhisattva statue lying on the ground turned its head, dozens of hands scratched the ground, and flew into the air with the help of force.

Four died in an instant.

A look of horror instantly filled the faces of everyone present.

This is Meng Canglang...Canglang Sword Meng Canglang! ! Even Meng Canglang couldn't defeat this thing in front of him, how could they?

Everyone present had dry throats and thought in a daze.

"Can't get out."

Fanxin Temple stared blankly at the bloodthirsty Centipede Bodhisattva statue in front of them like a lost soul.

This is Bodhisattva...

When the Bodhisattva statue rushed forward with his hands on the ground, he bent his knees, put his palms together, and knelt down with a pop.

This is Bodhisattva!

The monk stared blankly and bowed devoutly.

In the distorted light, the Bodhisattva statue has a smile on his lips, and his half-lidded eyes fall on himself, a believer.

Then, he cut open the believer in front of him with a sword and disemboweled him.

[Fifth]

【It 攴】

……

The temple was completely quiet.

The monk's death was like a "click", turning on some kind of switch.

The corpse oil candle wick made of hair, the plate of meat with blood streaks, the boiled human head in the small cauldron.

They will all die. They, the so-called elite disciples of the three religions, will be treated like cattle and sheep, placed on incense tables and worshiped to the gods.

But why... why is it them! They don't want to die!

At this moment, Zheng Changqing suddenly roared, raised the dust in his hand, pulled out a sword, and suddenly stabbed Qiao Wan!

Kill first.

Strike first is the strongest.

Five of them are already dead. We only need to kill a few more to get out.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the long sword in Zheng Changqing's hand. Qiao Wan turned around and was hit in the chest by a whisk.

Fuck! !

There was a pain in her chest. Qiao Wan gritted her teeth. Blood spurted out of her mouth. She took a deep breath and swallowed hard. Qiao Wan looked up.

Zheng Changqing had already gone straight to the others. As soon as Zheng Changqing moved, other people in the temple who were still hesitating also moved.

For a time, the small temple was filled with colorful lights, and they were fighting each other.

The Centipede Bodhisattva was leaning on the ground, stretching his neck, and looking at it with his head.

The blood almost dyed the light red, blurring it into a blur of ambiguous light.