Chapter 1019: Resenting the Buddha and the Demon Pestle, the Jinshan Temple Is Destroyed, and the Blood Buddha

.. "Oh, this Jinshan Temple has secrets."

There was a strange look in Chu Kuangren's eyes, and he looked at the crack.

In the cracks, the blood flowed out, and it was actually mixed with a disgusting resentment. It was hard to imagine that there would be such a horrible resentment hidden under the solemn and sacred Jinshan Temple.

Madman Chu probed deeper into the crack.

I saw a viscous bloody river constantly surging underground, and the resentment came out of this bloody river.

And at the end of the river, there is a blood-colored demon pestle enshrined, and that pestle is different from any that Madman Chu has ever seen.

The top of the pestle is engraved with three faces.

Look closely, those three faces represent...

Greed, anger, ignorance.

The bloody demon pestle is very evil, and it is continuously absorbing countless resentments in this river of blood to nourish itself.

Seeing this, Madman Chu's omniscient spirit was activated.

"The Resenting Buddha Demon Pestle, a legacy of the Evil Buddha Sect in the past..."

After some analysis, Madman Chu figured out the origin of the resentful Buddha magic pestle. Like the three-headed and six-armed blood Buddha, it is both a thing of the evil Buddha sect.

And also badly damaged.

The only difference is that the blood Buddha with three heads and six arms only needs to find the separated parts and re-integrate them together.

But this Resentful Buddha Demon Pestle is different.

This object needs to be nourished by endless life essence and blood to restore its strength. After the evil Buddha sect was destroyed in the past, this object was obtained by Jinshan Temple, and it has been secretly repairing this fairy artifact.

"Haha, what a Jinshan Temple, what a sacred place of Buddhism, who would have thought that such a sacred and solemn place hides such a resentful and nasty thing underneath?!"

Madman Chu laughed, with endless ridicule.

In the void, Jian Guan, who had been watching the battle with Madman Chu, was also full of astonishment. He was extremely surprised by this scene.

In the distance, the face of the abbot of Jinshan Temple was extremely ugly. He snorted coldly, then raised his hand and shook it in the void, only to see the Buddha Resentful Demon Pestle in the abyss soaring into the sky and flying towards him.

With the magic pestle in hand, the sacred Buddha light on the abbot of Jinshan Temple was immediately stained with blood, revealing a gloomy and treacherous feeling.

It doesn't look like an eminent monk just now.

"In this fairy world, only power is the most real. As long as you can master power, so what if you use the power of an evil Buddha?"

The abbot of Jinshan Temple said lightly.

Holding the magic pestle in his hand, his momentum surged!

Not only that, because he is the core of the Great Formation of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty Sect, the Buddha's light and even the will of the 100,000 monks are connected with him.

When he holds the magic pestle in his hand, he is an Arhat with high cultivation and can use the power of the magic pestle.

But the boundless resentment followed the Buddha's light and eroded to the body of the 100,000 monks. There are not many arhats among these people.

Immediately, the eyes of countless monks were red, and they fell into madness, and they started to fight the fellow practitioners around them.

Chaos is the best portrayal of Jinshan Temple at this moment.

"Oh, the Buddha does not become a Buddha, and the devil does not become a devil. What an admirable sight this is." Madman Chu sneered.

"All of this is your fault! If you hadn't come to the door, how could I have used this resentful Buddha pestle, Jinshan Temple, how could it have become like this." The abbot of Jinshan Temple said in a gloomy tone.

As he spoke, he waved the Buddha-resenting magic pestle in his hand and shot it out.

I saw a burst of blood-colored Buddha light bursting out towards Madman Chu. Its power was so strong that it was close to the level of an Earth Immortal.

Madman Chu's sword pointed and he slashed out.

There is invincibility in the sword.

The extreme move collided, and Chu Kuangren took a few steps back.

"Is this what you call power? That's all."

Madman Chu sneered.

"Humph!"

Hearing his words, the abbot of Jinshan Temple gave a cold snort, and waved the magic pestle in his hand one after another, terrifying Buddha light gushed out one after another.

Bang, bang, bang!

The void vibrated one after another.

Chu Kuangrenjian commanded Wu to disintegrate these attacks one by one.

Just when the abbot of Jinshan Temple was about to continue the attack, he saw Madman Chu stepping forward, with boundless pressure coming out from his body.

"Let you see what power is!"

Madman Chu said indifferently.

As soon as the sword pointed, all the seals of proving the law came out through the body.

Cut out with one sword!

The sword light is like a flood, tearing apart the void, stretching for tens of thousands of miles!

"Not good!!" The abbot of Jinshan Temple shrank his pupils, feeling an unprecedented threat of death looming over him.

He mobilized the immortal essence in his body to the extreme, and with all his strength, he swung the resentful Buddha magic pestle in his hand, emitting a bloody Buddha light.

Extreme move collision!

But I saw that the sword light was as powerful as a broken bamboo, the Buddha's light, broken!

The sword light blasted on the abbot of Jinshan Temple, causing his limbs and bones to explode in an instant, and his immortal body suffered unprecedented severe injuries.

Madman Chu raised his hand and grabbed the magic pestle in the palm of his hand.

The moment the magic pestle was in his hand, boundless resentment kept impacting Madman Chu's mind, and various illusions continued to emerge like slides, trying to confuse him and erode his soul.

If it was the rest of the monks, they would probably have been enlightened long ago and become slaves of this magic pestle.

But Madman Chu's Dao heart cannot be shaken, and the illusion created by this magic pestle is not worth mentioning to him at all.

He snorted coldly, and the original power in his body rushed out. To his surprise, but the moment the power of the magic pestle touched his original source, he immediately retracted and obediently surrendered.

"Oh, it's quite easy. I thought it would take a lot of effort." Kuangren Chu said in surprise.

Is it because of his special origin, is there any uniqueness in taming and refining these immortal artifacts?

When refining the Dragon Binding Rope, it seemed to be quite easy.

Madman Chu thought to himself.

He put away the resentful Buddha pestle, and then walked to the abbot of Jinshan Temple, who was lying on the ground with a face full of ashes.

Madman Chu moved his sword finger, and a beam of sword light shot out.

The abbot of Jinshan Temple has fallen!

After doing all this, Madman Chu ignored the chaotic Jinshan Temple, turned around and left, and his next destination... Shenhuo Mingjiao!

Soon after he left, the monks of Jinshan Temple gradually woke up from the fighting, but it was too late.

Because of their cannibalism, nearly 80% of the monks in Jinshan Temple were killed or injured, and Jinshan Temple has already existed in name only.

Jinshan Temple, destroyed!

Under the Jinshan Temple, at the end of the blood river, a pair of eyes suddenly opened, and they looked around with curiosity and sinister eyes. Finally, a blood-clothed monk came out of the blood river.

The monk is young and handsome, with a pair of blood pupils.

There was bloody Buddha light circulating on his body.

"I was born in the river of blood that gathers the grievances of all spirits, and I listen to the Dharma all day long. From today onwards, I call... Blood Buddha Son!"

boom……

Over the Jinshan Temple, lightning flashed and thundered, and dark clouds covered the top.

The blood Buddha was born, and the world changed color!

In the Immortal Realm, many great powers have noticed it, and they can't help but be surprised when they look in the direction of Jinshan Temple.

"The battle of destiny is not over yet, and this most yin and evil thing has been born in the world. There are so many variables in this world."

"Heh, the most yin and evil things are interesting, and I don't know which one is stronger or weaker than the number one madman in ancient and modern times?"

"Son of Destiny, the blood Buddha of the most yin and evil, plus the number one madman in the ages, this life is really wonderful."