Chapter 1911
The sharp sword energy actually penetrated directly through the corpse ghoul's chest, leaving a hole in the corpse ghoul's chest, and countless black corpse energy surged out of the hole and emerged.
However, the corpse ghost will naturally not be defeated by Zhang Jiayao so easily. He covered his injured chest, rolled around on the ground, and fled into the crowd and disappeared from our sight.
"Haha, Master Puxin, look at your lay Buddhist in Yuntai Temple, it turns out that he is a dead person!"
Master Puxin glanced at the zombie's disappearing back and said distractedly: "So what? The Buddha appears. From today on, my Buddhism will prosper, and your Taoism will wither!"
After saying that, Master Puxin's eyes looked at Emperor Zhou Wu who was floating above Hongjiang again. With every move, he had no respect for Zhang Jiayao.
"Hahaha!"
Faced with Pu Xin's contempt, Zhang Jiayao just smiled and still quietly looked at the direction of Emperor Wu of Zhou.
This guy can really tolerate it, Bitma Ninja Turtle can even tolerate it!
Zhang Jiayao was not in a hurry, and I was not in a hurry, so I followed him to look at Emperor Wu of Zhou.
"The people of the world, those who believe in my Buddha can be resurrected from the dead and not suffer from the suffering of reincarnation!" Emperor Wu of Zhou amplified his voice, and the entire square echoed the voice of Emperor Wu of Zhou.
"Can you be reborn after death and not suffer from the suffering of reincarnation?"
The believers crawling on the ground all raised their heads in great surprise and looked at Emperor Zhou Wu in the air.
Of course, some of these people believe it, and some do not.
Resurrection from the dead is too ethereal after all!
"I know that there are many people who do not believe in Buddhism. If they do not believe in Buddhism, they have the ability to bring people back from the dead. Look at that!"
Emperor Wu of Zhou stretched out his hand and pointed towards the top of the seventh-story pagoda. The top of the seventh-story pagoda was floating with the souls of 30,000 Zhou troops.
Many believers in the Buddhist Square cast doubtful eyes at the pagoda where we are.
The souls of Zhou Jun above the pagoda clasped their hands together and knelt down at Emperor Wu of Zhou with great devout piety.
"These people are all Buddhists who have been dead for thousands of years. Now the Buddha has brought them back to life from the dead. You are optimistic!"
The souls of the 30,000 Zhou army are about to be resurrected!
No, we have to prevent these 30,000 Zhou troops from resurrecting!
I turned to look at Zhang Jiayao. Zhang Jiayao was still calm and natural, as if all this had nothing to do with me.
Zhang Jiayao can tolerate it, but I can't stand it anymore. The souls of the 30,000 Zhou Jun are really going to be resurrected, so that's going to be troublesome.
Just as I was about to pull out the Mongolian demon sword at my waist and to use the golden energy to kill the Zhou Wu Emperor, a crisp sound suddenly sounded from my mind: "Nephew Jian Qing, don't move!"
"who?"
When I heard the sound, I lowered my head and looked in the direction where the sound came. I saw a familiar figure under the tower.
Jin Cijing!
Jin Cijing was also hiding among the crowd!
Just as I was about to ask Jin Cijing, Jin Cijing's figure flashed by again and disappeared from my sight.
Why did Jin Cijing ask me to stop?
"Ah, ah wá, Xiaxià, Shashà, má, hahhā!"
Chapter completed!