Chapter 669: Bombardment of the Manchu City

snort…

Fang Jian snorted coldly and was about to speak, when Zhongxia's crisp voice sounded: "Sir, the guardian saint of our clan, the horse-headed Vajra, and the reincarnation of the Great Wrathful Bodhisattva."

Kunbu Sulang panicked: "Are you Fang Jian?"

It seems that his intelligence organization has reported to him.

Fang Jian glared at him, and the majestic Weizai was taller than the Snow Wolf King. Fang Jian sat high on Weizai's back, with a long sword inserted obliquely, and his long hair was floating, just like a god descending to earth. All believers knelt down and kowtowed again.

Fang Jian looked around the crowd crawling on the ground, and finally locked firmly on Kunbu Sulang, deliberately releasing a powerful aura, and the powerful aura pierced Kunbu's brain.

At this moment, Kumbu Sulang was as stupid as a wooden chicken. His powerful pressure made him fall into an ice cave and he could no longer have the desire to resist.

Fang Jian shouted loudly: "Say, where is Master Jinmei? Who is the one in the mandala?"

Kunbu replied dumbly: "The master has passed away and is buried behind the Great Sutra Hall. The mandala is a master pretended to be a YD person."

“Master…”

Zhong Xia exclaimed softly, and tears slid down her face.

"Who is the pseudo-guru?"

"He is the master of the True God Palace in India, named Rahim and Singh."

boom...

It seemed like a pot was burned behind Kunbu Sulang. All the believers hid in Kunbu as if they were evading the plague god. It was neither possible nor willing to go back to the top of the mountain. The crowd slowly rushed behind Luo Rong Zhongxia.

Fang Jian said sternly: "What are those Buddhist slaves? Who made the evil? Say."

Khumbu shivered in fear and murmured: "It was Rahim Singh who used secret techniques to extract part of their brains to become like that."

It was too inhumane, Fang Jian knew that Rahim must have destroyed part of the Buddha's brain with his brain waves.

"Are those big men in black robe living zombies?"

Living zombies?

Kunbu Sulang woke up in shock and looked at Fang Jian and shook his head: "I don't know, those Vajra guardians only obey the command of Rahim and his eunuchs, and I don't understand."

Oh! Fang Jian took his eyes off Kunbu Sulang and looked to the top of the mountain. Over the years, YD San ​​has been coveting our great rivers and mountains. Today, when I met me, I want to take back all the interests that I owe us.

"Tell me, don't you know that the YD people are not kind-hearted? How can they harm their compatriots with them? Are you still human?"

Kunbu Sulang's eyes had already returned to Qingming. Fang Jian took back his pressure after getting the information he wanted.

"Hmph, are you dreaming of your own destiny? For the sake of your own destiny, you are willing to fall into hell, a pity! Tell you that, with me and my brothers, you will not allow you to split apart in a single inch of land in China. You will die of this heart!"

"I can honestly explain to you the first disciple you know and the Z independent forces, and I can consider giving you a lighter treatment."

Although Fang Jian's voice was light, it sounded like a bell in Kunbu's mind. Z Du was the family influence he had been young, but now he could not achieve his own destruction of Buddha and failure. No, he could never tell them, including Duoga Tseren, whom he regarded as hope, and he tried his best to leave some Z Du seeds.

"Senior Brother Kunbu, you have made a big mistake, insulted the master, did not practice the Dharma, killed animals at will, abstained from obscene lust, and did not offer to the Three Jewels. This is the shame of the practitioner. The false master who assists the misleading believers should have been sent to hell. Now the gentleman is tolerant of you, and I hope you can do it yourself!"

Zhongxia's words were heartbroken, and Kum Sulang's face was as if dead ashes. He looked at the sacred mountain in the distance, sighed secretly, suddenly his face flushed, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and the man fell to the sky.

"Senior Brother Kunbu..."

Zhong Xia shouted, Fang Jian jumped off Weizai's back and ran over, detecting his breath, shook his head. It turned out that Kunbu Sulang used brain wave attack method to stir up his brain and cut off his last vitality.

Zhong Xia went to appease the believers himself, and Zhou Shangwu asked Fang Jian for instructions: "Commander-in-Chief, what should I do now?"

Fang Jian glanced at the top of the mountain, and there were dozens of figures on the top of the mountain. The curtain on the mandala seemed so ridiculous. Kunbu Sulang did a good job and brought hundreds of believers down the top of the mountain. Now Fang Jian can be without any scruples and will no longer be restrained.

Fang Jian said sternly: "What should I do? Notify Zhao Qin, stop the Internet, and give me all my strength to attack, and leave no one."

Yes, Zhou Shangwu answered loudly, turned around and left, and just walked two steps, Fang Jian called him: "The man in black robe left me a living mouth."

This black-robed man made Fang Jian a little confused. Since the fake master is a real person, the possibility of these black-robed men being zombies is very small. However, looking at the figure and movements, there is a shadow of the powerful zombie, Fang Jian wanted to leave one behind to understand.

Lazhm Singh was in a state of uneasy. He saw clearly the situation on the mountainside. At first, he was a little excited. He thought that Kumbu Sulang could succeed in the negotiations. If the other party concessions, he would just surrender to his master again. As long as he assisted the other party to deceive the people, he could still live like an emperor.

But the plot reversal made him stunned. First, a fairy sister riding a snow-white lion came out, and all believers worshipped each other in a blink of an eye. Later, another fierce man riding a monster came out. After a while, he was talking about the believers collectively rebelling, and Kumbu Sulang was self-destructive. What's going on?

Now that he realized that he was so stupid, those believers were still the trump cards in their hands, and they could at least be hostages. Now, all the good cards were given to the other party.

Ah! What are you doing here?

Lazhm Singh hurriedly came out of the curtain that was pretending to be a god and ghost, hid under the mandala, and his brain turned rapidly, thinking about countermeasures.

Rumble...

There was a violent sound coming from the mountain, and then the scream of artillery shells came from the air. In a blink of an eye, the mandala was shrouded in a violent explosion.

Fang Jian’s idea was to shell the mandala, and he did not want to leave such a so-called religious holy land.

After several rounds of artillery bombardment, the granite altar no longer existed. Most of the originally majestic black-robed men fell into dust. Fang Jian turned his head and said to Zhongxia, "You stay, don't go forward."

After Fang Jian said that, he squeezed Weizai's belly and ran towards the top of the mountain.

Zhou Shangwu was very anxious and shouted: "Hurry up, follow the commander-in-chief."

The armored vehicle rushed to the top of the mountain with a roaring smoke, and Zhou Shangwu stomped his feet behind him: "Baby, wait for me!"

Fang Jian drove Weizai straight to the altar. He met the remaining man in black robe on the road. Fang Jian waved his long sword and made the man's head different from his body. After patrolling the altar with a mess, there was no one except the corpses of two women. Fang Jian patrolled for a week, frowned, and his brain waves swayed. A figure swayed in the southeast corner. He grabbed Weizai's neck hair. Weizai leaped towards the southeast corner with Fang Jian.
Chapter completed!