"Holy Monk..."

Seeing Luang Po Shu’s appearance, the Siamese practitioners were collectively mourning and hurriedly came to support Luang Po Shu.

Luang Po Shu did not ask for help, he asked everyone to rest. Maybe those international organizations will return and gather again to fight back. Then there will be another hard battle.

After dispersing the people who cared about him, Luang Po Shu held a meeting with the senior management and began to inquire about the situation of the passages in blessed places and the injuries of the practitioners in various places.

"The holy monk... Master Luang Po Xi, the two cities that Master Luang Po Elephant guarded respectively, have been lost..."

"The two masters of Luang Po all fell!"

The atmosphere was suddenly sad, and many people couldn't help but shed tears, and there was anger and sadness on their faces.

The top ten saints have a high status in Siam and no one can shake it.

One day, it was a major event for the whole country to learn that the two holy monks had fallen in succession.

Luang Po Shu sighed.

The spiritual connection between Luang Po is like a fetal brother. How could he not know the fall of the two Luang Po? If it weren't for the end of the hot weapons of secular mortals who were thrown into the battlefield, even he would not be spared today in the face of the fierce invasion of all nations.

As a small country, Siam, in the face of the invasion of Western forces, everything is too small and too fragile, like an ant that shakes the Nongshan Mountain.

Because Mount Tanong is the highest mountain in Siam.

Nowadays, Luang Po Shu can only rely on international practitioners who are afraid of modern hot weapons and will not turn back to attack for the time being.

"However, one thing was surprising, and Baifo Temple was guarded..." A senior executive continued to report another matter.

"Haina, the disciple of the Holy Monk, and others contacted us just not long ago. They were about to enter the blessed land... They also said that the man from the Eastern Kingdom kept his promise and he guarded the Hundred Buddha Temple alone..."

"This news should have been transmitted back to the Eastern country. The government is already contacting the Chinese diplomatic consulate in Siam. I believe this matter will be spread internationally soon!"

The rest of the people heard this and quickly asked what was going on.

Some people also shouted that it was impossible.

How can a person defend a blessed land? Facing so many practitioners, even if he is tired, he can exhaust a strong man to death.

...

Deep-sea phobia is like putting a person in a dark and confined space. In the deep sea, you are alone in struggling powerlessly and desperately, resulting in inner shadows and fears.

When Fang Zheng woke up, he found that the environment he was in was under a dark, dark deep water, and there was only a faint vertical light projected above his head.

The cold liquid was covered with pressure from deep water. His hands and feet were as heavy as lead blocks, and he was as if a big rock was pressed on his chest and he couldn't breathe, as if something was pulling him deeper into deep water below his feet.

Fang Zheng was choked when he woke up, but fortunately he calmed down quickly. While sliding his hands to offset the gravity from his feet, he lowered his head and looked down towards his feet.

But the deep water isolates the sunlight. Apart from the faint vertical light above the head, the body and feet are like eternal darkness, and it is impossible to see what is under your feet.

Howl! Roar!

The sound of dragon and tiger roared, and the surface of Fangzheng's body covered an ancient golden bell, but the ancient bell lasted for less than a second and was immediately crushed by the huge water pressure around it.
Chapter completed!