After chasing and escaping, the scene became even more chaotic, almost overwhelming.

After this chaos continued for a while, the leader of the monks named Shi Zhan angrily pursued Zhou Jian to the rear, knocking several foreigners from the Western Regions away and vomiting blood.

"Where to run!" He shouted, like a bell ringing, and kicked out, a stone shot through the air, passed through the dense crowd, and hit Zhou Jian directly in the back of the head.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

At the critical moment, Zhou Jian narrowly avoided the attack with a difficult move.

"Your Majesty, I will deal with him." Master Ku was about to take action.

"Leave him alone. Once you are surrounded, you won't be able to get out." Zhou Jian stopped him without any impulse. Then he looked back at the monk and deliberately provoked him: "If you dare to come up again, your legs will be broken!"

"Wantless!!" Shi Jiang roared, like a furious-eyed King Kong, charging after him.

Zhou Jian and his men continued to walk through the crowds on the Nile River, constantly going in circles, attracting at least tens of thousands of people to pursue them!

A full time of incense has passed, and the grand event has turned into a mess of ruins. The red carpet is stained with dust, the Buddha is torn to pieces, and a large number of monks who were seriously injured by the bell are wailing and screaming.

The monks were chasing Zhou Jian, while the monks from the Mani Mountain two sects were frantically chasing Yang Wei.

And the chaos was not limited to these two places. Avalokitesvara saw the right moment and took action, releasing several sacks of poisonous snakes and scorpions into the camp of a large number of believers.

"Hiss!"

The venomous snake swallowed the letter, and after being trampled, it became very aggressive and flew up into the air, giving it a vicious bite.

"Ah!!" The evil sect believers screamed and rolled on the ground. The poison quickly broke out. They twitched all over and died with foaming at the mouth.

Watching all this, Huba's face turned dark, and he was so angry that he almost bit his back teeth, but he could do nothing.

He rushed towards Wuyang and asked coldly: "How could that stone be dropped by someone about the baptism ceremony?"

Wu Yang was cool and dignified: "Are you doubting me?"

"Huh, only the three of us know about this matter. How did we let others know? If not you, who else?" Huba suppressed his blush. He really couldn't figure out how Zhou Jian learned of the plan in advance.

"Monk Huba, you made a mistake, but you still want to spit on others. It's really your fault." Wuyang smiled sarcastically and stood there without any trouble.

Huba was furious, but there was nothing he could do to her.

Lu Zhen walked out with cold eyes: "We'll know everything after we catch these troublemaking bastards!"

Huba snorted coldly: "That's right, hum, let's see!"

Faced with the hostility between the two, Wuyang's expression remained unchanged, but his cold eyes flashed with murderous intent.

The baptismal ceremony was disrupted, causing such a big mess and ruining the plans of the Dunhuang Buddhist Sect. The two monks had an inescapable relationship. After all, they were fully responsible for this matter.

The situation she wanted to see had already happened. As for whether Zhou Jian could kill the two of them, she had the mentality that it would be best if he could kill them, and it would be okay if he couldn't.

But if Zhou Jian was caught, she would be in a desperate situation, so she looked at the Nile River in chaos, with a murderous light flashing in her eyes.

"Come here." She whispered quietly, calling her confidants, and then whispered, not knowing what she was explaining.

"..."

It took about two sticks of incense before the hundreds of thousands of people watching the ceremony in the Nile River were completely dispersed. They were evacuated by tens of thousands of believers, leaving a mess on the ground.
Chapter completed!