The entire Luohan Hall and the old man in black were buried in an instant.

A powerful shock wave also overturned the Song bodyguards, the second generals of Hemha and Ye Fan.

"Beauty!"

"Wife!"

"Wife!"

When Ye Fan saw this scene, he turned over and rushed forward regardless of the dust all over his body.

He roared repeatedly, and pulled the fragments quickly, trying to pull Song Hongyan out of the ruins.

But before he could do too much, Song Hongyan came out of a pagoda behind the Luohan Hall.

She was surrounded by more than a dozen people including Face Buddha.

Almost as soon as they got out, Song Hongyan gave another order: "Sleep!"

The next second, the huge pagoda exploded with another bang.

The ground swayed.

That feeling was like an earthquake, and the soles of the feet became empty.

Atagu and Miao Fenglang and others stretched their bodies and pulled Ye Fan backwards like sharp arrows.

Before Ye Fan and the others could stabilize their bodies, the explosion of Luohan Hall and the pagoda sank again.

The ground, which is 30 meters in radius, collapsed in an astonishing momentum.

The flames, soil, Buddha statues, broken bricks and corpses all sank several meters.

Ye Fan's gray-headed and gray-faced vision had a large circular pit.

The big pit is like a black hole, devouring all the darkness and all the dangers.

Before Ye Fan could rush towards Song Hongyan, there was another loud noise from the Great Buddha Temple.

"Woo woo woo woo--"

A man in gray size appeared around him, carrying more than a dozen long tubes with a diameter of half a meter.

They poured the stirred cement into the big pit.

At the same time, hard steel plates pressed down from around the huge pit.

Move quickly and cooperate tacitly.

Soon, the huge pit was filled with cement.

Then, steel plates weighing thousands of kilograms were paved on the cement.

Another piece of turf was laid on the steel plate.

This was not enough. A ten-ton Buddha statue pushed over and pressed it steadily on it.

The former magnificent Arhat Hall suddenly became a holy place where the Buddha was stationed.

A one-ton incense burner was also pushed over.

Hundreds of incense sticks lit and pierced in.

The fire flashed and the sandalwood drifted.

If Ye Fan and the others had not experienced the killing and the bombing, they would never have believed that the blood flowed through here. Ye Fan and Shen Hongxiu looked at this scene and did not react for a long time...
Chapter completed!