A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Incense lingers,

Amidst the pious chanting of Buddhist scriptures by the believers and abbot novices.

The headless Buddha statue collapsed and fell to the ground. The six arms holding Buddha treasures behind him were broken, and the body was torn into pieces.

Threads of blue-gold sword energy spread from the Buddha's neck to his whole body, destroying all the power of the incense. The golden Buddha's light gradually dimmed and turned into ordinary marble fragments on the ground.

The gold paint is dull and dull.

"My Buddha's precious cauldron, Maitreya, is invincible and indestructible..."

A kind-faced abbot chanted sutras devoutly, his eyes suddenly widened and his face was dull.

There was a pause of solemn chanting all around, and you could hear a pin drop.

"Buddha……"

Many novice monks turned pale and looked frightened.

"who is it?"

The abbot suddenly stood up, his eyes were blood red, his warm and kind expression turned into an angry glare, and his skin glowed with golden light.

The whole person became tall and majestic, with a faint terrifying aura of the Foundation Establishment level.

"Who is blaspheming my Buddha?"

The abbot took out a heavy Zen staff from nowhere and smashed it on the ground. The stone slab was shattered, and the head of the Zen staff hit a deep pit several feet in size. He said angrily: "Immediately inform the city lord and ask someone to come and check." , if we can’t find out, let his whole family enter the karma fire to atone for their sins!”

"Yes! Abbot!"

The novice monks around him turned pale, rolled and crawled, and ran madly towards the city lord's palace.

Karma fire is naturally not something that a small temple can possess. The so-called Karma fire is actually just a never-extinguished fire cauldron in front of the temple. Firewood, incense candles, paper money, etc. are put into it all year round...

Decades ago, when the Maitreya incense belief first began to spread on Yongling Island, there were often gangsters, pirates, and wealthy people in the city who did not know the laws of heaven and scriptures, and often committed acts of blasphemy against the true Buddha.

Later, the whole family was thrown into the cauldron of karma fire one by one, and the smell of burning smell permeated the place for miles all year round.

After that, the path of true Buddha flourished greatly.

"No one here is allowed to leave!"

The abbot, the first seat, the wise guest, etc. all gathered together, as if the sky was falling, they were furious and stared at everyone with cold eyes, wishing to choose one to devour.

"Follow the master's instructions!"

Many believers who offered incense clasped their hands together in fear.

No matter they were officials or ordinary people, their faces were all pale, and they buried their heads deeply, not daring to move, for fear of attracting any attention and harming the whole clan.

Whoosh, whoosh!

Vaguely, many believers heard something, and then there was the pop of watermelon breaking, and the strong smell of blood filled the nose.

The martial artist's pupils shrank and he instinctively raised his head.

The heads of the abbot of Yongling Temple, the heads of the four major squads, and the eight major governors were all in the shape of a diamond with angry eyes, wanting to choose someone to devour. Their heads exploded into blood foam, and their bodies fell backwards, exactly like their Buddhas.

"Abbott and the others...are all dead!"

A novice screamed, causing everyone to look up.

"This is……"

Many believers were shocked.

In the blood mist that filled the sky, a line of blood-rich handwriting appeared on the stone wall where the Buddha statue crashed in the Main Hall. No literacy was required, it could be understood by just a glance.

"Those who re-erect Buddha statues will die!"

"The battle between Buddha and Demon...is over again..."

Many elderly people trembled in their hearts, remembering some terrible past.

"Buddha and demon..."

A moment later, the frightened Lord of Yongling City rushed here with his soldiers and policemen. He was extremely horrified and looked hesitant on his face.

For a moment, I didn't dare to leave, and I didn't know what to do.

"Restore the true image of my Buddha immediately!"

Some people ignored this and said angrily: "The demon thief dares to blaspheme our Buddha, and he will surely go to the eighteenth level of hell, the Hell of the Mountain of Swords, the Hell of the Sea of ​​Fire, the Hell of the Oil Pot, and the Hell of Pulling Out Tongues, etc., where he will be tortured for hundreds of millions of years in turn. You will also have to wait. Is that so?"

"this……"

The Lord of Yongling City trembled in his heart.

This man is a city captain, in charge of the military power in the city. He has always been a fanatical believer in Buddhism and does not care about demons or not.

If he shows any signs of repeating himself, he will immediately end up with blood splattered on the spot.

"This, this city lord will soon..."

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and thought of a solution to both problems.

boom!

In an instant, there was another sound of whizzing through the air. The heads of the city captain and a group of his closest confidants with blood-red eyes, as well as many internal energy master warriors on his left and right arms, exploded, and blood mist splashed everywhere.

The soldiers around him who were about to take action were spattered with blood and were stunned, with chills running down their spines.

"This, right now, temporarily, temporarily..."

The Lord of Yongling City swallowed.

…

"There is a huge difference in power between a mortal and a Buddha."

"But in terms of the true spirit, they may be equal."

"According to Xianmen's research, incense belief is actually a kind of contract between gods and men. Buddhists provide shelter and believers contribute their own incense. Once violated, there will be disaster."

An Siyan watched the death of the abbot, the four leaders and other senior temple officials in Yongling Temple, and the death of all fanatical Buddhists in Yongling City. He said calmly without any ups and downs in his mind.

"Within the East China Sea, we'd better destroy all the temples and kill all the fanatical Buddhists. This can maximize the strength of Maitreya Baoding and the home field advantage of his Incense Temple, also known as the Incense Buddha Kingdom, so as not to give The final battle brings variables.”

"It would be wonderful if Maitreya Baoding could be induced to lose his mind, give up the Xuanwu Four-pole Boundary Array and the geographical advantages of Incense Buddha Kingdom, and come out to fight us decisively."

"This is possible. Gods of incense and fire often have many emotional behaviors. They are not as completely self-controlled and cold and rational as high-level immortal cultivators."

"Just deal with it."

Jiang Ding said calmly.

These fanatical Buddhists hold high and powerful positions within the Baoding Maitreya Sect. Even if they are not in high-ranking positions, they may seem to be just pure cultivators who have nothing to do with the world. In fact, they have enjoyed the blood and sweat of many devotees, and they are not innocent.

After all, this is a world of incense and spirituality. Piety cannot be easily faked, and there is no possibility that fanatical Buddhists will be buried.

Even if you are a truly pure-hearted and ascetic monk, you will not accept the blood and sweat of the people.

Damn that too!

The existence of such people directly provides a large amount of incense belief and provides huge help for the Baoding Maitreya Sect to oppress hundreds of millions of Donghai people. It is no different from taking action directly.

And there is no possibility of reforming one's evil ways.

It's better to kill him directly.

"yes!"

Boom!

The amphibious tanks all over the sea did not choose to go around, and landed on Yongling Island from the sea. Under the fearful eyes of the city lord and other officials, they drove towards the distance, continuously, and towards the distance.

As imagined, they did not destroy their city, did not stop to replenish food and fresh water, did not inquire about the enemy's situation, and did not have any communication with them.

The torrent of steel passes through the land and heads to the distant sea.

Although they are both on land, it gives people an ethereal and illusory feeling. There is an invisible boundary that separates them, far away in the horizon.