On the wheel of fortune, the third pattern appeared. It was a god-like existence, sitting cross-legged with eyes closed. It seemed like an old monk in meditation, but also like a devil sleeping.
When the pattern was fully revealed, a huge prison king's light and shadow also appeared in front of Zhou Wen, and Zhou Wen had teleported to the top of the locomotive.
The light and shadow of the Prison King, who was like a giant of gods and demons, slapped down the front of the ghost train.
The ghost train that was originally traveling at a fast speed actually slowed down. The Prison King blocked the locomotive with his hands, but his body was pushed back quickly by the terrifying force. His hands that were in contact with the locomotive were also being burned and devoured by the strange blue flames. .
Zhou Wen felt a little happy when he saw that the power of the Prison King was effective on the locomotive.
After all, the Prison King is still a mythical level, and he can actually order the ghost train to slow down in the case of a head-on collision. This has shown that the power of the Prison King has a powerful restraint effect on the ghost train. Otherwise, if it were another mythical life soul, it would have been destroyed long ago. Devoured by the ghost train.
Feeling the message from the Prison King, Zhou Wen seemed to have some realization in his heart.
After hundreds of years of practice, Zhou Wen has pushed Little Prajna to the extreme of mythology, and Prison King Zun has also reached the pinnacle of mythology. However, for some unknown reason, he has never been able to go any further.
Now when the Prison King Zun was contending with the fear-level ghost train, Zhou Wen understood the root cause.
Prison King Zun was not able to go further, not because Zhou Wen's realm was not enough, but because his body had limitations when he was trapped.
At this time, Zhou Wen had already vaguely guessed that he might have only been trapped for five years, not hundreds of years.
Because his realm has been improving, but the vitality art in his body has not kept up with the improvement of his realm. It is probably because the time of the body and the time of the mind are out of sync.
In other words, Zhou Wen just felt that he had experienced a hundred years, but his body had only experienced five years.
"What did the teacher do? Or was it originally the power of Fangzhang Mountain? The teacher just used the power of Fangzhang Mountain?" Zhou Wen didn't have the time to think about that now.
The Prison King was pushed back quickly by the train, and his body was constantly burning with blue ghost fire.
However, the speed of the ghost train also slowed down a lot because of this, allowing the disciples of Ertian Feitianliu to retreat to the side in time. Only the train pushed the Prison King Zun forward.
The Prison King was like a machine without any emotions, faithfully transmitting everything he had experienced and endured into Zhou Wen's brain, making Zhou Wen's feelings become more and more intense.
"Then let's give it a try." Zhou Wen's eyes focused, and the Lesser Prajna Sutra began to flow rapidly in his body. The pattern of the Prison King on the Wheel of Fortune also burned with invisible karma fire.
After the disciples of Fusen Ryu escaped, they all watched the battle between Ghost Train and the Prison King.
They all could see that the Prison King was obviously a life soul, and Zhou Wen did not have the aura of a dimensional creature or guardian on his body. He should be just a human being.
But it's really unbelievable that a pure human being can compete with a ghost train.
After all, both Qi Yazai and Honzhen Sakura are mythical powerhouses. Qi Yazai is even known as half-step fearful. Even he can't compete with the ghost train. A pure human who just uses his own life soul can actually do it. To be able to fend off a ghost train, even just for a short time, is shocking enough.
But at this time, they could no longer think too much. They saw that the Prison King was pushed by the ghost train and had hit the mountain behind. Moreover, the body of the Prison King was completely wrapped in blue ghost flames, and he was hit by the ghost train. Flames were flying next, and the blue ghost flames soared and swelled, completely engulfing the body of the Prison King and the mountain behind him.
Everyone thought that the Prison King was dead, but only Zhou Wen's eyes shone brightly, and at the same time, the pattern of the Prison King on his birth chart also shone brightly.
When the disciples of Fusen Ryu were retreating, they suddenly realized that something was wrong.
After the ghost train hit the mountain, it stopped there. It did not smash the mountain into pieces, nor was it able to pass through the mountain.
Its wheels were still turning and the whistle was still blaring, but it did not continue to move forward.
The mountain peak in front of it was still wrapped in blazing ghost flames, and Zhou Wen was suspended above the mountain peak.
Click! Click!
A strange sound came from the mountain wrapped in ghostly flames, like something cracking, or like firecrackers crackling.
Suddenly, the blue flame faded quickly. Rather than fading, it was more like being swallowed up. However, no one could see what was swallowing the ghost flame.
As the ghost flames faded, the mountain peaks wrapped in flames were gradually revealed. In front of the mountain peaks, there was the Prison King who they thought had been destroyed.
It's just that the current Prison King is probably no longer able to be called the Prison King.
He looks like a Buddha sitting cross-legged, but he has four arms. Each arm has a different posture, holding different mudras, and the four faces are also different.
The face in the front is neither happy nor sad, heartless and carefree, and seems to be a machine without any emotion.
But the face on the left is smiling, making people feel like they are taking a spring breeze.
The face on the right is completely opposite, with blood and tears faintly in the corners of the eyes, and a look of pity and sadness on his face.
I couldn't see what the face behind him looked like, but I could vaguely feel that the eyes on that face seemed to be peeping at the people.
No one could see the face behind him, because behind him, a hell-like black hole opened, like a black Buddha's light suspended behind him.
There are all kinds of strange things inside the black hole, and the sound of crying gods and ghosts can be heard faintly. Although nothing can be seen, it makes people feel boundless fear.
And the ghost train is no longer moving forward at this time. Not only is it not moving forward, but it also wants to retreat.
Its wheels were reversed and its whistle was blaring, but its body was unable to retreat. Not only did it not retreat, it was pulled by a strange force and kept approaching the Prison King.
The Prison King's eyes were slightly closed, and one of his palms slowly patted down.
The ghost train sprayed out ghost flames crazily, trying to stop the coming big hand, but before the ghost flames could touch the big hand, it was swallowed up by the invisible karma fire.
Boom!
The terrifying ghost train was smashed to pieces by a big hand and turned into flowing flames that scattered all over the sky. However, while those flames were still in mid-air, they were swallowed up by the invisible karmic fire.
The people who had been swallowed by the ghost train also fell out, and what fell out was a bright green crystal.
The disciples of the Niten Feishen style stared blankly at the Prison King and Zhou Wen floating above the Prison King. They seemed to understand why Qiya Sakai, whom they regarded as a god, respected Zhou Wen so much.
"The human body was promoted to the myth... Is he really a human..." Honzhen Ying looked at Zhou Wen with a complicated expression and murmured to herself
