Chapter 394.2

Siege (4)

At this time, Abbot Benkong was sitting cross-legged in the city. And around him, there are monk disciples from Longhua Temple to protect him. Abbot Benkong slightly raised his head and looked in Chu Qing’s direction, with a look of pity on his face.

Beside him, a disciple of Longhua Temple clasped his hands together and asked, “The abbot seems to be hesitating, but why?”

Abbot Benkong sighed, and said, “Those puppets are not puppets, they are half-lived and half-dead people.

Although they were not killed by me, they died because of me. I came here to save people, but I committed killing in vain. One hundred thousand puppets are one hundred thousand links of karma, it seems that I am doomed, and I am afraid it will be difficult to escape.”

The surrounding disciples of Longhua Temple were all taken aback.

A disciple quickly asked, “Is there a way to crack it?”

Abbot Benkong shook his head, “The other party came prepared. If I withdrew my dharma, I would have escaped catastrophe. But the whole city will be destroyed. Now, with me alone in exchange for the safety of the whole city, it is already a great merit. I have made up my mind to deal with this calamity, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

All the disciples of Longhua Temple proclaimed the Buddha’s name one after another, with sad expressions on their faces.

Blood Wing outside the city kept manipulating puppets to hit the shield, and it didn’t take long for twenty to thirty thousand puppets to be lost. Although he didn’t regard these puppets as human beings, Chu Qing felt a little distressed, and he couldn’t help but ask, “Is this really useful?”

Blood Wing snorted coldly, “Of course it is useful! Buddhist monks care about karma the most, and the karma of one hundred thousand will hit him. Even if he is a Buddha, he will have his Buddha heart broken! But this old bald donkey is very stubborn, still holding on like this? Is it possible that he really wants to enter reincarnation?”

Chu Qing didn’t know anything about Buddhism, and he didn’t understand much of what Blood Wing said. He had no choice but to put his hope of breaking through the protective formation on Blood Wing, and he turned his attention to the frontal decisive battle.

Among Chu Qing’s 100,000 puppets, about 10,000 were transformed from cultivators.

After these cultivators are infused with black mist, their cultivation has been greatly improved.

The lowest level is in the Gold Core realm, and the highest level is in the Taiqing realm.

These 10,000 cultivators fought head-to-head with the cultivators from Wuling City.

Leng Lingyue and Lin Fengtian cooperated with each other and killed several puppets who were in the Taiqing realm one after another.

But after those puppets were beheaded, the black mist on their bodies immediately turned around and poured into other puppets.

Then the aura of that puppet rose steadily, and it soon became a new Taiqing realm puppet, continuing to rush forward to fight.

Leng Lingyue chopped off another puppet’s head, and she couldn’t help but shout at Lin Fengtian, “This is impossible! It’s endless!”

Lin Fengtian cast his eyes on Chu Qing, and said in a deep voice, “I’m afraid we have to find a way to weaken the black mist first, or we can only attack Chu Qing directly.”

Leng Lingyue took a look at Chu Qing, only to see that there was a dense black mist around Chu Qing, completely surrounding him. The corner of Leng Lingyue’s mouth twitched, and she said, “This kid acted as if he isn’t afraid of death, but he actually protects himself so tightly.”

Leng Lingyue has lived a long life and rarely met an opponent. But meeting such an opponent who is so shameless and doesn’t have any martial ethics, she found it a little troublesome.

“It doesn’t matter, let’s cut this guy first!”

With a clear shout from Leng Lingyue, her swords turned into two arcs of light, slashing towards Chu Qing.

Seeing this, Chu Qing yelled, “Good move!”

He raised his arms, and the black mist condensed two huge swords, and they went towards Leng Lingyue’s twin swords.

Wen! Wen!

With two crisp sounds in succession, Chu Qing beat Leng Lingyue’s swords back abruptly. Not only that, Chu Qing raised his saber and slashed at Leng Lingyue without fear!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Leng Lingyue almost laughed out of anger.

This kid is crazy!

Leng Lingyue immediately cast her movement technique, advancing instead of retreating, and she rushed toward Chu Qing.

She was tossing and turning, retreating like lightning, moving like thunder when she made a move, and like a cloud of smoke when dodging.

Although Chu Qing has the blessing of the Blood Wing’s cultivation technique and the assistance of the black mist, he couldn’t do a thing to Leng Lingyue.

Several times, Leng Lingyue’s sword light almost cut him on the head, which made him break out in cold sweat and tremble with fear.

“Senior, when will you get well? If you don’t hurry up, someone will cut off my head!” Chu Qing couldn’t help but shout to Blood Wing in his heart.

“What’s the rush? A mere sword cultivator scares you so much that you don’t know what to do? To think this daddy chose you as his heir, it’s really the bad luck of eight lifetimes!”

Although Blood Wing cursed, he also knew that Chu Qing’s life and death were also related to his own life and death. He only had to spare part of his energy to control the undead to attack Leng Lingyue.

Experts will know if there is one like them as soon as they make a move.

The dead souls controlled by Blood Wing seem to have formed combat formations faintly, and the offense and defense are quite organized.

After Leng Lingyue fought fiercely with the undead for a while, she realized that the undead were difficult to deal with, so she had no choice but to keep retreating.

On the other side, Lin Fengtian was taking advantage of Leng Lingyue’s attack on Chu Qing, and he kept thinking and trying out various ways to weaken the black mist.

After many trials, he finally discovered that the black mist was actually a kind of alien blood energy, which contained the thoughts of resentful spirits, and could even be said to have its own life.

It is not difficult to solve the resentful spirits, but after the combination of the resentful spirits and the black mist, it became very difficult to solve.

The best way is to use the dharma arts of Buddhism.

It seems that they still have to ask the eminent monks of Longhua Temple to take action.