These monks are a group of demons and monsters wearing monk robes.

In the pot, there were several babies under the age of age. They were weak and small, curled up, and their eyes that had never been opened were filled with resentment towards this world. The meat was filled with fragrance, but it was almost cooked.

Su Fu's eyes were so angry that he was so angry that he soared into the sky, spreading with the sword domain, and his traces were immediately exposed.

"Who?"

The fat monks had some cultivation. As soon as they came out, they immediately realized that Su Fu existed. Their faces were as ferocious as evil ghosts, and they reached out to grab Su Fu.

The sword light appeared in the sky, washed away like willow silk, and slashed heavily on them. With just one move, they all fell to the ground, each spitting blood, and it turned out to be as dark as ink.

The blood of these monks is black.

Their faces became more and more ferocious, and they let out a deep roar that was inhuman: "Who are you? You dare to come to the Fahua Holy Land to cause trouble and live impatiently?"

At this time, hundreds of monks guarding the town heard the noise and rushed to this place.

Su Fu stood still in the void, glanced at the pot, waved his hand and two sword lights fell, completely turning them into powder.

"What a holy land of Fahua!" he said coldly, "Even babies are you still human?"

"You thief!" One of the fat monks immediately cursed, "What we are waiting for is sin, what do we have to do with you thief? But we come to disturb you and quickly retreat and will not care about you, otherwise you will definitely want to taste the Buddha's power!"

"Yeah!"

At this time, hundreds of monks had gathered in the courtyard. Su Fu was so angry that he laughed. He was waiting for this moment. Since he started killing, he would never let anyone go.

The sword domain had already been covered. At this time, the Honghe was shot. The monk said it and hanged it all. None of the hundreds of monks were spared, but all of them were covered with dark blood, which was extremely terrifying.

Those fat monks died the most miserable, and their entire bodies were tangled into pieces.

Su Fujian was completely missing, so he went to ask someone for a question. However, no matter how he spoke, they were repeating the matter at hand like a zombie, and even the monk who was guarding him was gone.

He cast a spell and twisted the Dao Xuanling to induce detection, and found that these people were already in a daze and were no different from living zombies.

In vain, they left the town and went deeper. After that, they encountered dozens of towns, and they could see monks committing evil and killed two groups of people. Their blood was black, and the victims were all in a daze.

When the sky was bright, I came to a majestic city and looked out from a distance like a giant python entrenched. An extremely striking ancient temples stood in the middle of the city.

Around the ancient temple, from bottom to top, were the shaped steps, about hundreds of levels. First, I saw the temple, where incense was lingering, and there were four seats, divided into four directions and the door faced in all directions.

After passing the temple, there were hundreds of steps, but four ancient temples stood, exuding solemnity and melodiousness. I don’t know which Buddhas they worshiped.

After passing the ancient temple, there are hundreds of steps, which is a flat round platform, about a thousand feet in a radius. It is surrounded by ancient archways, and there are also high platforms in all directions. People from the stage are walking around, and several monks are sitting upright on the stage.

There are hundreds of steps in the round platform. At the top, I saw a pagoda connecting to the sky, with nine floors in total, and the spire of the tower rushed into the sky.

Su Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there were several powerful auras in the temple, which must be guarded by Zen masters. The ancient temple was deep and there were several auras, almost comparable to him. On the platform, there were sounds of legislative speeches faintly, and they were all noble monks. If Song Tao was also there, it would be very difficult.

The tower seemed ordinary, but in fact it was the most terrifying. How terrifying was he couldn't describe it, but he was instinctively not trying to get close.

Immediately landed in the ice field outside the city, found a bunker, modified its appearance, cast a spell with a change of appearance, changed its clothes, and waited on the road.

After visiting the city, I found that the people in the city were different from other places, with vitality and vitality, and noisy between the streets and alleys, which was no different from ordinary towns.

At the entrance, there are several cold-faced monks guarding it. If you want to use the name of watching the ceremony, you will be afraid that you will not be able to enter the city and will conflict with it. If you pretend to be a local, the appearance of a walking corpse will not be able to be pretended no matter what.

However, those monks who were guarding the gate felt different from him.

The monk whom he killed just now kept saying that what he was eating was a sin, and he was very strange. Although these people had bad faces, they were of ordinary sense to him.

When he was waiting, he was not idle, and sat cross-legged to allow his Dharma body to be fully recuperated.

At about half a day, snowflakes fell from the sky. Looking at it, the fields were covered with white. Under the bitter cold wind, heavy snow was flying, as if it was a sad elegy. Soon, I put on a silver makeup for the majestic city, which was a bit more mysterious and solemn.

If you haven't seen the scene ahead, Su Fu will definitely be amazed by it.

It took about two hours to fall and it gradually stopped. Half an hour later, when the carriage rolled over the ice, the unique sound came into my ears from the avenue.

Su Fu opened his eyes and found that it was a team of monks led by several monks. The monks had little cultivation and were cold and cold, which made them rub their hands constantly. Seeing the giant city looking at it, they all showed joy.

"Finally arrived, this damn ghost place, Lord Buddha will never leave the city again..."

"You can't help!" One of them was his fellow disciples and smiled coldly, "We are only responsible for the seventeen cities, the Mirage Islands, and the ones in the west are in trouble. I'm afraid they will be assimilated and fall into the sea of ​​suffering!"

The monk who heard it couldn't help but shivered.

At this time, behind the convoy, a driver who was driving the car suddenly fell on the ice. Two tall horses stopped and neighed loudly because of this.

Several monks appeared in anger: "What's going on?"

"Master, I fainted from a handlebar, and I may not be able to withstand the severe cold."

When the monk in charge heard this, his face turned gloomy and said, "Go to him and return to the city quickly."

An young man immediately ran a few steps and wanted to help him up. Unexpectedly, the monk shouted coldly: "Don't worry if you die, drive your car!"

No monk stopped this, and it seemed that he would not want to stay outside the city for a moment.

The young man was stunned. Just as hesitated, the fainting handlebar woke up and shouted: "No, don't, I'm still alive, still alive..."

The monk also said that he brought back the unclean things. It was a false alarm and couldn't help but angrily said, "Driving your car, leaving immediately. If you delay for another moment, you will leave it alone."

No one noticed that at this riot, a black shadow had already sneaked into the carriage of a carriage.

The handlebar style that fainted and woke up was a little inexplicably hung.
Chapter completed!