"This place is probably the mausoleum of the owner of the temple. If we open it privately, will we violate any restrictions?" Someone worried.
A trace of hesitation also appeared on the faces of other people. After all, they just watched helplessly, and countless people were blown away by the power in the hall.
Zhimiao gritted her teeth and said, "Since the strong man let us in, it must be a gift for us!"
Seeing that no one else was moving, he snorted coldly: "If you don't dare, I'll go!"
Zhimiao leaped forward and rushed to the coffin in one stride.
He raised his hand to push the coffin away.
boom!
At this moment, a muffled sound suddenly resounded from the hall.
Sighs echoed in the hall, and the light of the entire temple began to converge at this moment.
"Look quickly, those carvings on the walls." Someone pointed in the direction of the wall.
On the walls around the main hall, some pictures were originally drawn.
Those are all the life of Lord Feng Mo Dao suppressing demons.
But now, these pictures are beginning to fall off, and some places have begun to fade.
In the picture scroll, a figure that was originally heroic and mighty began to gradually become blurred, and finally turned into flying ash and fell.
"What happened, why do I feel a burst of sadness from the bottom of my heart." Someone murmured.
Crash!
Outside the main hall, black clouds piled up over the entire temple.
A moment later, blood rained down.
Those blood rains seemed to be stained with countless innocent souls. In the blood rain, there was another sigh, echoing between heaven and earth.
"I I can go in!" Suddenly, a voice of surprise came out.
All the people around looked over, but saw the monk who was originally rejected, but now he walked into the temple.
The power of the temple hall is gone!
"Die to me!"
Fa stumbled and ran in, and suddenly slapped a big Zhoutian powerhouse to death with a slap.
His shot was so sudden that the big Zhoutian powerhouse didn't even have room to resist, and his head was directly smashed to pieces.
Blood was immediately sprayed all over the place.
Fa Kuang directly snatched the storage bag from the big Zhoutian cultivator's hand, fiddled with the magic weapon inside a few times, and said with a smirk: "You dare to snatch the things of the Buddha, I'm really impatient."
He was outside, watching the people in the hall robbing all the magic weapons, but he couldn't get anything, so he couldn't help being angry.
Now, you can finally come in!
"You, leave things behind!"
"These treasures are not something you can own, bring them to me!"
Suddenly there was a sound of snatching around, and those strong men who later broke into the hall began to snatch wildly.
Soon, most of those who can still hold treasures are those who are strong in the Dharma Aspect Realm.
"Zhimiao, come here." Fa Kuang waved to Zhimiao.
Zhi Miao trembled all over, and suppressed a smile: "Senior"
boom!
Fakuang suddenly kicked Zhimiao hard in the stomach.
Zhi Miao hunched over, and suddenly collapsed on the ground.
"I've been waiting outside for so long, but you didn't say anything? Could it be that you don't care about the friendship of the same family?" Fa Kuang asked loudly.
Zhimiao felt depressed for a while, but Fakuang's strength was too strong after all, he didn't dare to resist at all.
Suppressing a smile, Zhimiao sent the storage bag: "Where, these are collected for you by the junior, and they are about to be delivered to you."
"That's right, when you get back to Tianyin Temple, you can be a little monk for the Buddha, haha!" Fa Kuang picked up the storage bag and laughed wildly.
Suddenly, someone exclaimed: "Why did that coffin open by itself?" (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com