0775. Warning From that Man

In an instant, the air field completely collapsed.

The blond young man hugged his broken arm, backed away in horror, screamed, and roared: "Who, who sneaked up on me, get out of here..."

laugh!

In the void, there was another flash of silver thread.

His other arm fell instantly.

"Ah..." The blond young man staggered back, his face pale.

His companions, shocked, rushed over.

"Who attacked?"

"John, John, hold on..."

The white people supported the blond young man, back to back, and formed a circle. They each released their breath and looked around warily, with expressions of shock and anger on their faces.

"Who is it? It's nothing to hide in the dark and make a sneak attack. Get out."

The blond young man was about to faint, but he was still strong, enduring the pain and yelling.

The words have not yet finished.

In the void, silver threads flashed.

One of his legs fell down.

"Ah..." He screamed miserably, blood spurted out like a fountain, and then he passed out completely.

The other white people were also scared out of their wits.

What kind of method is this?

The female officer backed away slowly, not understanding what was happening.

That silver thread was like a death scythe. With just a flash, it cut off the hands and feet of the blond young man like cutting a melon. It was simply too terrifying. She had experienced the strength of the blond young man, and it was definitely at the innate level, but that silver In front of the silk thread, he was like a powerless lamb.

The only good thing is that the silver thread is only for white people, seems to be a friend rather than an enemy?

The voice of his companion came from the earphones.

Military reinforcements are coming.

"Who is it? Come out."

Another white member of the Tigers roared in anger.

The words have not yet finished.

On the ground, a rock thorn suddenly protruded, instantly piercing his body, impaling him directly, and hanging in the air for more than ten meters, as if he was hung on a torture stake. Blood flowed down the rock thorn, and he struggled. After a few moments, the man passed out.

"What?"

"escape."

"Run away."

The other members of the Tigers suddenly collapsed.

What kind of method is this? It's just like the devil. It's terrible.

but--

Puff puff!

The rock thorns protruded from the ground accurately, piercing the members of the tiger one by one like sugar-coated haws, and hanging them up.

"ah……"

"Who is it? Spare your life."

"help me……"

The tiger members struggled and begged, like shrimps impaled on barbecue skewers. They kept struggling, but they couldn't get rid of them. Blood flowed down the rock thorns.

At the same time, a row of rocks slowly protruded on the ground in front of the Rock Thorn Stone Forest.

"Foreigners who enter the Mogao Grottoes will die."

This row of rocks forms a line of Chinese characters on the ground.

It seems a bit abrupt, but when combined with the tiger members hanging on dozens of rock thorns at the back, it becomes quite convincing.

Such a scene completely shocked the military practitioners, female officers and others who came to support.

What kind of method is this? It's simply terrifying.

In this world, with the recovery of spiritual energy, various cultivators continue to appear. Cultivators who claim to have mastered the power of earth, especially Western cultivators, can also cast spells such as rock spikes, but their power is After all, there are limits. How can it be possible to wipe out all the tiger's people in an instant.

"Ahhh, who is it?"

"who is it?"

Several members of the Tigers who were not completely dead roared.

Female officers and comrades also want to know this question.

A voice came from the Mogao Grottoes Scenic Area.

"Within one stick of incense, all monks outside China must get out of Dunhuang, otherwise... they will be killed."

The sound was like thunder, stirring the world.

Everyone within hundreds of miles of Dunhuang City heard this sound.

In the sky, the clouds were turbulent and the wind and thunder roared.

This language contains the power of a god, causing all the cultivators from all over the world in Dunhuang City to instantly change their colors. The sound resonates between heaven and earth. A kind of majesty that makes everyone tremble and fear suddenly fills the air. In Dunhuang City.

The female officer and his comrades stood there blankly.

"This voice seems to be... the young man in the white Li-Ning sportswear who just entered the secret realm. Is it him? Ah, it looks a bit familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere."

There was a looming light in her mind.

"Is he one of ours?" A look of confusion appeared on the face of another comrade.

Everyone else looked at each other.

"Listening to this tone, it sounds like he is from China."

"There are actually such ruthless people here?"

"Don't forget, there once was a God of War in our country of China."

"Martial God Li Mu."

The soldiers were talking with joy on their faces.

When the female officer heard this, a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, and she suddenly came to her senses and said: "It's him, it's really him... Yes, it's His Excellency the God of War."

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"Within one stick of incense, all monks outside China must get out of Dunhuang, otherwise... they will be killed."

Hearing such words, Tang Tian and other disciples of the Chinese Martial Alliance suddenly became excited and couldn't help themselves.

Especially these words, with surging and vast mysterious power, every time a word is spoken, there is an irresistible majesty stirring between heaven and earth, winds and clouds are surging, thunder and lightning are stirring, and the entire Dunhuang city is shrouded in a huge In the force field of will, the wind, thunder, clouds and lightning in the sky are all manifestations of this will.

Keep your word.

Follow your words.

This is simply the power of God.

After Li Mu said this, he did not stop outside the Mogao Grottoes scenic area, but took Tang Tian and others directly into the flying sand in front of him.

Tang Tian and others only felt that their eyes were dry and yellow, they could not see anything, and they did not know where they were.

The surrounding yellow sand is flying, covering the sky and the earth.

The sand grains were like yellow sea water hanging in the air, constantly swimming, transforming into various terrifying ghosts, skeletons and monsters, flying towards them with teeth and claws, accompanied by the faint sound of ghost howling in the strong wind, as if all of a sudden It's like arriving in hell.

"Disperse."

Li Mu's voice came from beside him.

Suddenly the yellow sand dispersed and the wind stopped.

Everyone has arrived at the Mogao Grottoes. A large stone cliff stretches for thousands of meters. The cliff is covered with caves of all sizes. Artificially built wooden ladders twist and turn, connecting the entrances of the caves. Some caves. The doors of some caves were open, the wooden doors of other caves were damaged, and the wooden doors of some caves were still closed.

Due to the protection of cultural relics, some of the more than 700 caves in the Mogao Grottoes were no longer suitable for tourists to visit, so they were closed for many years. Tourists who bought tickets could only see more than ten caves at a time.

Those caves blocked by wooden doors are basically not suitable for tourists to visit.

But the cultivators who came to hunt for treasures obviously wouldn't worry so much.

There must be cultivators entering the caves behind those destroyed wooden doors.

"Do you know which cave Minister Song, Lu Xun and the others went to explore?" Li Mu asked.

Tang Tian shook his head.

Li Mu said: "It seems we can only look for them one by one. By the way, clean up all the rats and bugs that have sneaked in... and leave."

Everyone came to the nearest grotto. The entrance was not blocked by a wooden door, and there was a sign on the side of the door——

220.

This is Buddhist Cave No. 220.

Entering the door, the diameter of the culvert behind it is very large. When entering along the door, a water curtain-like light curtain appears in front of you. Entering it, the scenery behind changes instantly. Everyone comes to a rippling seaside, the sky is blue, and the scenery is like painting.

In the distance of the beach, there are towering Jingzhu Tower and the towering Brahma Palace, which are colorful.

It feels like you have arrived at the Buddhist Kingdom of Tianzhu in ancient Buddhist myths and legends.

Tang Tian and others opened their eyes wide.

Surrounded by bursts of Sanskrit sounds and scents, every plant, every tree, every water, every building is filled with the aura of Buddha nature that is kind and compassionate. It makes people feel comfortable and relaxed. In an instant, they forget all worries and sorrows and want to abandon them. All the fetters in this world are the same as becoming a monk and becoming a Buddha.

No one thought that behind this cave, there would be such a beautiful little world.

Li Mu felt that the scenery in front of him was somewhat familiar.

He observed carefully and gradually understood.

"This is the world of [Amitabha Sutra]."

The Amitabha Sutra is an image on the murals of the large and small caves in the Mogao Grottoes. It is a scene described in the Amitabha Sutra, one of the three Pure Land Sutras in the Buddhist classics. It was painted on the stone wall by the craftsmen who originally built the cave. Lifelike.

After entering the cave, I came to the world of Amitabha Sutra. In other words, walked into the murals of this cave?

Li Mu suddenly understood. It was rumored that each cave in the Mogao Grottoes was a secret world. It turned out that the world of murals in each cave came alive. The cultivators who entered the caves actually walked into It's in the mural space.

There are more than 700 grottoes and thousands of murals in Mogao Grottoes. Aren’t there thousands of small worlds?

This is somewhat interesting.

It is completely different from other secret realms before.

"Come and see, what is that?"

Tang Tian suddenly pointed to the distance and exclaimed.

Li Mu looked over and found a body lying on the blue beach in the distance.

Coming closer.

He was a bald, strong foreign man. Apart from a blood spot between his eyebrows, there were no other scars on his body. He had obviously been pierced through the head by an extremely powerful master and died.

Li Mu said nothing, and his consciousness spread.

The world of murals is much larger than he imagined.

Along the way, they also encountered a lot of corpses, including foreigners and Chinese, including disciples of the Chinese Martial Alliance. Tang Tian and others were extremely sad, so they gathered all the corpses of Pao Ze and took them away. Leave the secret place and hand it over to their families.

Boom!

The ground ahead shook.

Tang Tian and others opened their eyes wide.

Just look at a huge Buddha wearing Buddhist robes, shirtless and barefoot. He suddenly stood up among the buildings in the distance and walked towards the crowd step by step.

When I saw him before, I thought it was a giant Buddha statue, but unexpectedly he suddenly came to life.

"Amitabha, an alien demon? Kill."

The Buddha opened his eyes and stared at Li Mu and others. He strode towards them like a giant spirit with overwhelming momentum. With one step, he trampled the surrounding buildings into dust.

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Goodnight everybody