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C636 Ten Yama Kings

Dragon Abyss.

The night was deep.

In the Eight Buddhas Temple, in an ancient temple hall, a few eminent monks of Eight Buddhas Temple were sitting cross-legged on a hassock in the temple hall. They were holding Buddhist beads in one hand and striking the wooden fish with the other.

They were mumbling something. The scriptures of Buddha Sect came out of their mouths and echoed in the entire temple.

In the middle of them was a huge Formation. In the Formation was an old man who looked like a malicious ghost. He was holding his head and howling in pain. His face was full of pain and ferociousness.

This old man was Branch Sect Master and Shi Wuji of the Corpse Hall. After being captured in the Eight Buddhas Temple... He had been trapped in this hall from morning to night. There would always be eminent monks from the Eight Buddhas Temple who would come and recite the scriptures. They wanted to wash away the fiendish aura on his body and pull him back from the Devil Dao. He would return to the righteous path.

"A bunch of old bald donkeys, they are saying it every single day, every single night. It's so noisy!"

Within the Formation, Shi Wuji's face was filled with pain, and his body was filled with a ferocious aura. He had turned into countless ferocious evil spirits and was roaring crazily. He violently attacked the barrier formed by the chanting of those eminent monks from Eight Buddhas Temple, and tried to interrupt the chanting of those eminent monks.

"Shi Wuji, you have committed all kinds of evil deeds, causing you to commit too many crimes and sins. This poor monk and the others have been chanting the scriptures every night just to wash away the sins you have committed, so that you can return to the righteous path.

You still don't know what kind of good intentions you have. Could it be that you still want to continue being stubborn?"

In the center of the hall, Great Master abbot and Pu Hann of Eight Buddhas Temple said with a serious expression.

He shouted and chanted a Buddhist mantra, causing Shi Wuji's divine soul to ripple. The fiendish qi in his body was violently suppressed.

"Pu Hann, you old man! If you have the guts, let's fight one on one! Trying to use scriptures to pull me back to the righteous path? Dream on!"

Shi Wuji said angrily.

His face was ferocious, and his body was covered in a fierce aura.

For two to three months, he had been trapped in this place by the high monks of Eight Buddhas Temple, listening to their chanting. However, Shi Wuji still refused to give up the Devil Dao and return to the righteous path.

Furthermore, the anger and resentment that he had accumulated during this period of time had made the fierce aura on his body become stronger and stronger.

"Since you don't know how to appreciate favors, this poor monk can only punish you on behalf of the heavens and kill you on the spot!"

Seeing that Shi Wuji refused to return to the righteous path and was unwilling to give up on the devil cultivators, Great Master Pu Hann furrowed his brows and wanted to kill Shi Wuji.

Buzz ~

Just as Great Master Pu Hann was about to kill Shi Wuji, an ear-piercing sound of a flute was heard from outside the hall.

The sound of the flute was filled with many negative emotions such as violence, cruelty, ferociousness, evilness and so on.

Just hearing the sound of the flute made people feel like their heads were going to explode, and their souls were going to shatter.

"Which demon is it? Why haven't you shown yourself yet?"

Great Master Pu Hann woke up from his daze and suddenly shouted.

In the temple hall, the other eminent monks of Eight Buddhas Temple stood up one after another. Their expressions were incomparably solemn.

No one responded. In the hall, there was still an ear-splitting sound of a flute that disturbed one's state of mind, causing one's soul to be captivated. It was as if they were going to fall into the netherworld.

Hu ~

The chilly wind blew open all the windows in the hall.

Countless windows and leaves were creaking under the cold wind.

In the midst of the chilly wind, Ye Fei was spinning.

Through the window, Master Pu Hann and the others could vaguely see a black cloud in the sky. A blood moon hung high in the sky.

In the dark night, under the blood moon, a Handsome Youth in a blood-red robe was playing the flute with both hands. The strange sound of the flute was coming from him.

Roar ~

After that, Great Master Pu Hann and the others heard screams coming from the Eight Buddhas Temple.

In the Eight Buddhas Temple, flames were burning and the sound of killing was shaking the sky. Among them, there were even roars like those of wild beasts.

One house after another collapsed, and many Buddhist halls were destroyed.

Looking around, under the night sky, countless green-eyed demonic corpses were massacring monk, who was still in the Eight Buddhas Temple.

Miserable screams were heard one after another.

A night attack!

"Hahaha! Old donkeys, your end is here!"

Within the formation, a wisp of wild joy instantly appeared on Shi Wuji's face when he heard the sound of the flute, and he couldn't help but roar with laughter.

Pu Hann's expression was solemn, and his figure flashed before transforming into a ray of light that shot straight towards the blood clothed young man that was playing the flute.

The other high monks in the temple hall immediately went to various places in Eight Buddhas Temple to prepare for the reinforcement to stop the green-eyed demonic corpses that had come to cause trouble.

"Who exactly are you?"

Pu Hann looked at the young man who was playing the flute in front of him. Under the night sky, he couldn't see his face clearly, but the Qi that was emitted from his body made him feel somewhat familiar.

"Long time no see, Great Master Pu Hann."

The young man in blood-red clothes stopped playing the flute. He stared at Pu Hann coldly with a pair of blood-red eyes. There was a faint smile on his face as he walked out of the dark night and stood under the light of the blood moon.

Under the moonlight, Pu Hann could clearly see the young man's face. He was stunned on the spot, and his face was filled with disbelief.

"First Prince? It's you?"

Pu Hann was startled. He couldn't believe that the young man in blood-red clothes who was emitting a ferocious aura was actually the First Prince of Dragon Abyss, who had been missing for many years!

"That's right, it's me."

The young man in blood-red clothes said with a smile.

"What have you encountered all these years? How did you become like this? "

Pu Hann was shocked.

He couldn't believe that the gentle and refined First Prince of Dragon Abyss had turned into a devil with a fiendish aura.

"It's a long story."

The young man in blood red replied with a smile.

"Were you the one who killed those green-eyed demon corpses?"

"That's right."

" Why not? "

"Save him."

"Who?"

"Branch Sect Master of Corpse Hall, Shi Wuji!"

"First Prince, you have joined the devil religion?"

"That's right."

"Why?"

Pu Hann didn't understand. He really didn't understand why the gentle and gentle First Prince would join the devil religion.

"No reason. I just want to take back what originally belonged to me."

The youth in blood-red clothes replied faintly.

"Great Master Pu Hann, this junior respects you as a great master of your generation. Today, as long as you let Shi Wuji go, this junior will spare your life. Great Master, please fulfill my wish."

"Shi Wuji, you have committed many evil deeds. Your hands have been stained with countless amounts of blood. Forgive this poor monk for not being able to do it."

"If that's the case, Great Master, I apologize for offending you."

The young man replied.

In the void, several figures stepped into the sky, and their bodies emitted a terrifying demonic might.

The Qi of those people made Pu Hann feel a deep sense of heaviness.

There were a total of ten of them.

The five of them wore long white robes, and the five of them wore Black Robe. All of them looked fierce and fierce.

"Myriad Devil Cult, Ten Yama Kings?"

Pu Hann's pupils shrank when he saw the ten of them. He immediately recognized them.

Those ten men were the top experts of Myriad Devil Cult - Ten Yama Kings.

In Myriad Devil Cult, their status was second only to the Sect Master of Myriad Devil Cult. At the same time, they only obeyed the orders of the Sect Master of Myriad Devil Cult.

Their strength and status were far superior to Branch Sect Master and the others from the five halls of the Myriad Devil Cult.

"First Prince, you..."

"That's right, I am the master of Myriad Devil Cult."

The young man replied calmly.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Right after he finished speaking, the Ten Yama Kings attacked together and quickly surrounded Great Master Pu Hann.

Each of them had a cultivation base that wasn't weaker than Pu Hann. With ten of them working together, it was even more difficult for Pu Hann to resist. He easily cut off Pu Hann's head.

Eight Buddhas Temple, a saint monk of a generation - Pu Hann, soul returning to the underworld.

"Slaughter Eight Buddhas Temple, leave no survivors."0

The young man in blood red ordered.

The Ten Yama Kings received the order and went to carry out their mission. This night was destined to be a sleepless night, and it would become an unforgettable night for the Eight Buddhas Temple.

On this night, thousands of monk were slaughtered in one night, and their temple was destroyed.

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