"Boom!"
The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turned into a divine thunder, and with its brilliant celestial power, it struck the underworld coffin with a bang. With such a fierce attack, ordinary Zhanfan would not even dare to resist head-on.
Can.
The formations remained motionless and continued to move forward, but the thick fog spread and squirmed on the left and right, swallowing up the thunder. The latter was like a mud cow sinking into the sea, without any shock.
"field!"
The six-beaded eyes gleamed, and her expression was extremely solemn. This was the first time since the Chen Yi era that she had seen the mortal realm that could move with the monk himself.
Although it is far from being as unprecedented as the Heaven in the Palm and the Universe in the Sleeve of the original body, it is already tens of millions of times stronger than other monks, and is even worse than it is.
"Impermanence..."
As soon as the origin was revealed, the air suddenly solidified.
Liuzhu's nerves were tense.
The Eighteen Arhats held their breaths and concentrated on preparing for battle. Who would have thought that the opponent seemed to have no intention of taking action at all, and the battles passed by silently.
The thick fog gradually got further and further away until it disappeared. During the whole process, the two parties did not even exchange a word. The six-beaded narrow frosty eyes were slightly narrowed, and the Buddhas looked at each other in confusion.
"Just leave like this?"
"Arrogant!"
"Your Excellency, shall we..."
The leader of the Arhat asked for Liuzhu. The latter looked away and shook his head: "This person's strength is extremely terrifying. Our goals are not conflicting. Don't just add to the misfortune."
She could sense the extreme rationality of this impermanent messenger.
Like a precision instrument that always keeps running, the meaning of its existence is only to perform the set tasks and will not make any unnecessary actions.
It is not mixed with personal feelings and is not affected by external objects.
Come to the human world, capture the prisoners, and return to the underworld. It's that simple. Unless someone blocks his way, even if they fight until the sky falls apart, it has nothing to do with him.
…
Southeast junction.
After receiving the message from Chen Yi, Yu Lian immediately rushed towards the West Tianling Mountain at the fastest speed. Suddenly, a giant hand with white bones dropped from the sky and grabbed her.
Fortunately.
With quick eyes and hands, she dodged sideways, grabbing the empty space with her bony hands. She washed away the layers of ripples, and the blood poured out, overwhelming her nose, pungent and unpleasant.
"The Ninth Generation Golden Cicada..."
Accompanied by a low and hoarse voice, a man suddenly appeared in a dark-colored robe. It was none other than the Withered Bone Ghost King, one of the ghost kings who had conspired with Di Ting to send Yu Lian to become a Buddha.
"You can survive even if you are captured without a fight."
"Just you?"
Yu Liansu held it in her empty hand, and the sword energy coexisted with the Buddha's light, turning into an edgeless sword with a golden cicada and a lotus carved on it.
Sixty years.
With the help of Chen Yi, she integrated her Zen skills into the non-killing sword.
Get the six-character motto.
The word "Om" refers to the light of the wisdom of equality, which can purify the unkindness and coldness of the way of heaven and cut off the suffering of the past.
Ma Zi Jue, the master achieves the light of wisdom, which can purify the jealousy of the Asura path and cut off the suffering of karma, fire, sin, and obstacles.
Baizijue, the light of self-generated wisdom, can purify the ignorant greed of human beings and cut off the suffering of the seven emotions in the world of mortals.
Ba Zijue, the light of wisdom that governs the nature of the Dharma, can purify the ignorance of the animal way and cut off the suffering of chaos and confusion.
Mi Zi Jue, the master of wonderful observation and wisdom light, can purify the stingy anger of hungry ghosts and cut off the suffering of endless pursuit.
The "Hum" formula, which controls the wisdom light of the great round mirror, can purify the hatred and resentment of the endless hell and cut off the suffering of violence and evil.
He kills no living beings and only defeats demons, demons and heretics.
"Qiang!"
The sword shines brightly in the world, and Zhou Tiansheng compiles and writes, pure and untainted.
"Hmph, if the swordsman does not kill, it is neither fish nor fowl!"
The Withered Bone Ghost King sneered disdainfully and raised his hand to give him some color, but another ghostly aura burst out, a deep blue sea of fire, with endless wails and cries.
The name is fire.
But it is not masculine in the slightest, but instead is terrifyingly cold, wrapped in an evil aura that seems to corrode even the void, and all kinds of negative will, making people shudder.
Here comes another ghost king!
