"Damn reptile, I'm going to kill you!"
"Sihuo, what are you going to do?"
"Stop, Sihuo, calm down!"
After fighting fiercely for three to five hundred breaths, they couldn't attack for a long time. Instead, one of them was careless, and his soul was injured by Haoran Buddha's power. The Sihuo Ghost King, who had the hottest temper, suddenly became furious.
The next second.
Ignoring the command of the Lord of Fengdu City to stop, he launched his killing move. The blue sea of fire floating in the vast void made a turbulent wave and swept toward Yu Lian overwhelmingly.
"Fudo Myooh!"
Yu Lian hurriedly made secrets to resist. A solemn and sacred image of the Ming King, holding a demon-subduing vajra, was as motionless as a mountain, sitting in the sky. He pushed forward with his left palm, and the flame waves separated.
"Roar!"
The other ghost kings came back to their senses and worked together to control the Silent Fire Ghost King. The battlefield was handed over to the Lord of Fengdu City. The latter's slightly appreciative gaze fell on Yu Lian's fingers:
"You are very good, but that's all you can do!"
moment.
I saw a flash of deep light, and the scenery around Yulian suddenly changed dramatically. The situation was strange, the ghost king disappeared, the stars disappeared, and the moonlight was hidden.
then.
Screams and wails are pervasive, and looking around, it feels like you are in hell: a mountain of knives, a sea of fire, a pan of oil, a vise pulling out the tongue, scissors cutting the waist, an iron tree piercing the heart, a mortar grinding the bones...
"field…"
Yu Lian's pupils narrowed.
Being both in the Mortal-Slaying Realm, she could naturally sense that she was currently in the opponent's domain, but the power of this domain had completely subverted her cognition.
So true!
Almost immersed in the situation, the fear, pain and despair of those tortured evil spirits surged up like a tide, invading her madly and eating away at her sanity.
This doesn't make sense.
The word domain, to put it bluntly, is equivalent to a monk renting a room from heaven and earth. How can an outsider who enters the room feel the same as the tenant himself?
"It's time to get real."
Yu Lian didn't dare to neglect.
Immediately sit down cross-legged, twist the lotus seal with your hands, stick to your heart, and recite the motto:
"The Tathagata said that the physical appearance is not the physical appearance. The Buddha told Subhuti that all appearances are false. If you see all the appearances that are not the physical appearance, you will see the Tathagata. Subhuti, white Buddha..."
The golden light blooms between the eyebrows.
In the Senluo Hell where corpses littered the fields, one could suddenly hear the chirping of cicadas. Under Yu Lian's feet, a patch of verdant green quickly spread out, rivaling the domain of the Lord of Fengdu City.
On one side, bones are exposed in the wild, and the road is full of hungry corpses. On the other side, the wind is beautiful, the sun is singing, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. The momentum of water and fire is the same as that of water and fire. They impact each other and plunder each other, causing the sky to be dark and the earth to be dark.
However, not long after.
Yu Lian was horrified to discover that no matter how many tricks she used, those evil ghosts were just like locusts passing by or moths rushing to the fire. They came one after another and killed them endlessly.
One group was annihilated, and another group quickly filled the gap, repeating the previous experience, endless, endless, never-ending, and terrifying.
"Stop struggling and give up."
The bewitching voice of the Lord of Fengdu sounded, dull and hoarse: "King Gu promises that there will be no pain, and your glory will be continued in King Gu!"
A wisp of Yin Fire penetrated Yu Lian's seven orifices with lightning speed.
This fire is different from the fire of the Silent Fire Ghost King. It is the Nine Nether Fire, taken from under Luofeng Mountain. He does not intend to capture Yu Lian alive, but to make her into human medicine... on the spot!
Cruel enough!
Absolutely enough!
Decisive enough!
Of course, Yu Lian couldn't sit still and wait for death. She bit the tip of her tongue with a cruel heart, and the blood flowing out turned out to be golden. Her aura increased infinitely, temporarily suppressing the Nine Nether Fire.
Merit!
"This is... the merit of pouring the sky!"
The Lord of Fengdu City was shocked when he saw this. His eyes widened and he murmured to himself: "It's really rare in this life. What did this woman do in her nine previous lives? Can she save Tian Qing?"
Immediately he was overjoyed.
The more merits and virtues Yu Lian has, the better the effect of making human medicine, and the more immeasurable his improvement will be. After nine lives of hard work, he will only make a wedding dress for his disciple.
He even felt.
When he gets this blessing, he doesn't need the help of the Ghost Emperor of Luofeng Mountain. He alone can make the two envoys of Impermanence, known as the natural enemies of ghosts, helpless.
After all, as an orthodox person enshrined in the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, Wu Chang is more in awe of the power of merit than heretics like them, who rely on their own strength to forcefully establish themselves as kings.
Time passes minute by minute.
She was dripping with sweat and wet her clothes. Veins popped up on Yu Lian's forehead, her pretty face flushed. The orchid breath she exhaled was extremely hot, and there was also a burning sensation in her lower abdomen.
The Nine Nether Fire is smelting her mana!
"Oops, I can't hold it anymore..."
now.
Yu Lian's mind was extremely disordered, and she murmured based on instinct: "My head, my head is so hot, woo, Lian'er is going to be broken, master, why don't you come to save Lian'er..."
All hope is pinned on Chen Yi.
finally.
To the second hundred breaths.
"boom!"
The Nine Nether Fire was like a spring that was pressed to the bottom. It rebounded when it hit the bottom. The moment it was released, it was out of control. The Yu Lian Lingtai was instantly lost, and the beautiful eyes lost their color.
"master…"
A drop of clear tears slid down the corner of her eyes. She weakly lowered her arms and looked at Yu Lian who gave up on herself. All the ghost kings couldn't help but feel happy, as if immortality was right in front of them.
At the critical moment.
Sudden.
A sword-conscious divine weapon descended from the sky...
