Maitreya walked past the stone steps exposed on the surface of the bleeding pool, jumped to the empty dry ground, and looked forward and saw that the three red objects I just saw were three people, three people who were wrapped in red cloth and stood on the ground like a silkworm cocoon, one woman and two men, only their faces were exposed outside the red cocoon.

"Three..." Maitreya looked at the red cloth wrapped in three people, and saw that it was written in Sanskrit with gold powder. He didn't know whether it should be broken. However, seeing that the three of them had their eyes closed, they could only raise the Zen stick in their hands and cut the red cloth outside with the Zen stick double-stranded outer wheels. After the three people sitting cross-legged in the cloth cocoon were released, they immediately fell to the ground.

"Three..." After Maitreya used a Zen stick to cut the three of them, he was about to come forward to talk, when suddenly a faint sing of Buddhist sing came from his ear.

Unlike the evil sound that was broken by Maitreya before, this Sanskrit song was full of murderous intent. Moreover, the cultivation of the Sanskrit singer was much higher than that of several centipede demons who presided over the Dharma Assembly. He only said, "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground." One person rose, and thousands of people were in harmony, as if the gods and Buddhas in the nine heavens responded, and only people could feel that the internal organs were scraped and cut like steel knives.

"Three, wake up quickly." Maitreya listened to the Buddhist singing gradually approaching, looked up at the sky outside, and saw that the sun had disappeared. In the dim sky, the bright moon rose from the horizon, and could only quickly wake up the three of them. If things were not good, he could only escape by himself.

Three people were released from the red cloth cocoon by Maitreya, two men and one woman, the woman was young and one young, the old one was gray, the old one was dirty, the hair was scattered, and the young man looked like a god of song, wearing bamboo armor, ragged clothes, and unknown identity!

"We? This is the bastard Zuo Qianhu, who actually betrayed us." The young man wearing bamboo armor and looked like the god of song was first awakened by Maitreya. After two moments of confusion, he immediately cursed.

"Brother, don't make a noise first and help wake up your companion." Maitreya looked at the young man who was cursing, and couldn't help but urge him to calm down.

"Yuechi, wake up quickly, and Lord Fu." The young man came to his senses and looked at the short-haired monk in front of him. As he said, he subconsciously shook his companion. The woman named Yuechi quickly woke up, and Lord Fu also woke up, but she was not very clear-headed, and at the same time, the Singing of the Fan Singing in the Wind became closer.

"Fellow Taoist, my name is Zhiqiu Yiye, from Kunlun Sect, what should we do now? I can't fight this old demon." The young man's face became anxious when he listened to the close Buddhist singing, and he called Maitreya himself as if he was catching a life-saving straw, and told him in a negotiated tone that the close Buddhist singing was the old demon who had been back.

"I haven't fought." Maitreya didn't need a reminder from the young man, and he also knew that the old demon was returning home, but the problem was that he didn't know how much he and the thousand-year-old centipede were.

"Then let's join forces and fight with it again." Zhiqiu Yiye saw that Maitreya was completely unaware of what it was, and looked at Yuechi who was holding Lord Fu, and couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Fight!" Maitreya was very old. Although his strength may be different, he felt that he had a sudden Feng's pussy and should be able to plot against him. He just needed to be careful of the centipede's thousand-footed foot scratching the Feng's pussy. That's not a joke!

The Fan Singing in the Wind had already entered the door of Cihang Hall. After Maitreya made the decision, he immediately held the Zen staff and blocked Yuechi and Lord Fu behind him.

Before the people arrived, the Buddhist singing had already arrived first. Yuechi and Lord Fu listened to the sound of seeking life, their faces were distorted, and their internal organs were as if they were cut by a steel knife. I knew that Qiu Yiye was about to relieve them when they saw this, but they were not afraid of a light of inspiration rising from all over the place. Together, the Buddhist singing that sounded in his ears seemed to be blocked outside.

"Fellow Taoist?" Zhiqiu Yiye raised his head and looked at the short-haired monk who was setting up the barrier, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Little monk Zimi, I am not good at fighting." Maitreya used a Zen stick to build the barrier, looked at Zhiqiu Yiye, and said only one sentence, but he couldn't beat the front line.

"I... Then I will fight with that old demon again." Zhiqiu Yiye was stunned for a moment when he heard Maitreya's words, and hesitated, but finally nodded.

"Then I wish the donor would win." What else could Maitreya say when he saw that Qiu Yiye was willing to be cannon fodder.

"I fought with that old demon once before and lost!" Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't help but ask, seeing that Maitreya didn't say much, he couldn't help but ask, what should he do if he lost again this time?

"The little monk had to sacrifice himself with fellow Taoist Zhiqiu and several others." Maitreya's teasing words made Zhiqiu Yiye widen his eyes and then asked himself:

"Then I have to win?"

"Of course, you didn't fight, how do you know if you would lose?" Maitreya looked at Zhiqiu Yiye who was a little funny, and couldn't help laughing. Then she thought about such a serious moment, so she suppressed her smile and gave him courage.

"Don't be afraid, as the saying goes, all things are born in nature, and one gravitation in a lifetime, evil will not overcome the righteousness."

"Since you said that, I can only give it a try. If I can't break through this obstacle, I'm afraid my cultivation will never be able to improve in my life." Zhiqiu Yiye is a little funny, a little stupid and bold. She was obviously released from the old demon's nest by Maitreya. After being brave enough to say a few words, she was so bold that she wanted to fight the old demon again.

The Fanyin in the distance was approaching, and Maitreya supported the barrier, protecting the girl Yuechi and Lord Fu, and faced him with Zhiqiu Yiye. He saw a team of ceremonies flying from the direction of the hall.

This ritual team consists of more than ten monks. These monks are like centipede monsters that Maitreya had killed before. They are all wearing blue robes, with hair tied in buns, and beads on their heads and shoulders. Their dress is relatively inappropriate, and their faces are neither male nor female.

The little demons of the ritual team were all stepping on the void. Four people were carrying chariots. One person sat in the gauze tent. Next to the chariot, another person followed with a treasure plaque. In just a few breaths, he flew past the pool of blood from the pile of corpses, ignored the Buddhist altars below, and landed straight in front of the barrier of Maitreya. The originally tight Sanskrit sound disappeared, leaving only the sound of a breeze in the air.

"Ommali, wind, fire, thunder and lightning, tsunami." Zhiqiu Yiye looked at the ritual chariot that fell straight in front of him and quieted down. Without saying a word, he first recited the six-character mantra, and then recited the unique mantra. The magic power was blasted out at the chariot in front of him. However, before it was approached, it was dissolved by a circle of golden light.

"Go out and fight him. Leave the younger one to me, and you can deal with him." Maitreya stood behind her Zen stick, protected Yuechi and Lord Fu with the barrier, greeted Zhiqiu Yiye, and then took the lead in jumping out of the barrier.

"I..." Zhiqiu Yiye subconsciously followed Maitreya out of the barrier, then stared at the short-haired monk, unable to speak. Did the opponent make the arrangements against him?
Chapter completed!