The old monk said he wanted to erase Lin Ji, but he kept looking at Luo Li.
Luo Li stretched out a pale and slender finger and gently flicked the candle, staring at the slowly dancing candlelight, and said slowly: "At the end of the chess game, the winner is about to be determined, but you insist on throwing the piece and throwing the plate. This is the end, is this... admitting defeat?"
After saying that, Luo Li raised his head and faced the old monk with a smile and said: "The three bodies of the Buddha's shadow: past, present and future. In order to seize the opportunity to seize the treasure tower, you have already sunk your past body into this sea of gods. And be careful. I cut off your Qi dragon and restrained my future body in Mount Sumeru. At this moment, this present body came to persuade me to stop. But how can I trust you? Unless..."
"Your three shadows will be destroyed. Allow me to destroy the Buddha in the sky!"
Snapped!
The candlelight in the car suddenly lit up, illuminating most of the night sky.
"Amitabha!"
The old monk on the opposite side said the Buddha's name and said in a deep voice: "You and I have been fighting hard all day long, just fighting for luck and trying to find the right path. But this guy has already jumped out of the game and is no longer in the game! If you don't care, , in the future, the loss of Taoism and the end of Buddhism will be your fault and mine! Please think twice!"
"Ah!"
Luo Li smiled and asked coldly: "What if I don't agree?!"
The old monk's face was stern and he said in a cold voice: "Then let's see if he has the ability to escape from this area!"
Wow!
He raised his hand and flicked it, and a circle of brilliant golden light shone in the sky.
It was like a huge golden ring covering tens of thousands of miles in radius!
Luo Li's eyes turned cold, and he turned to look at the black and white figures standing tremblingly on both sides of the carriage opposite.
"Black and White Ghost Envoy, a minor in the eighth level of the Ghost Sect, the best at the art of life and death, and the Yin and Yang Soul Killing Technique."
"Remember, we must kill them all at the same time! Otherwise, the yin and yang will change and they will be resurrected immediately!"
Lin Ji was stunned for a moment, then understood immediately.
She said these words to herself.
Although Luo Li and the old monk were superior and more powerful than Haotian, for some unknown reason, they could not attack people in this world casually.
"Tianji sacrificed his life to heaven and asked me to grab the jade slip and look for Luo Nu again.
Thinking about it from this, without this jade, I would never have been able to step into this vast ghost world.
And the black and white envoy specializes in ghost arts, and may be the only existence in the world that can travel freely between them.
Listening to what she just said, the old monk has transformed into three bodies: past, present, and future. Among them, the past body has long been sunk in my divine sea. Based on this, I guess it must be Zhang Zian.
It was Chiba Xuanming who Luo Li had said he had been fighting with until now.
This guy didn't know what he had foreseen, so he came here to persuade Luo Li. If he failed to do so, he would use the black and white envoys to erase me.
Luo Li refused to give up when he saw that he was about to win, so he kindly gave me a few words.
"Listen up!" The old monk on the opposite side yelled: "If you can kill this boy, I will read the Yin Chakra Sutra to help you two advance to the next level! If not, I will erase this ghost. , the Ghost Sect will no longer be reincarnated!"
The black and white envoys standing on both sides of the carriage looked at each other, and then looked at Lin Ji.
"Boy..." The thin man in white robe took out a bright white clay pot from his arms, took a step forward and said: "You also heard it, you have offended the master who shouldn't be offended! You can't blame us two. !”
The fat man in black robe also took out a dark jar from his arms, took a step forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with the thin man and said: "Come to think of it, back in Weicheng you had slashed my virtual shadow with a sword, even though it was that That's why the little thief Li Nan did it. But you and I have also formed a karmic relationship. Now, it's time to settle the matter!"
As the two of them took a step forward, the surrounding air suddenly became cold, the muddy path was covered with mud, and the bare tree branches were immediately covered with a layer of cold white frost.
The eight realms of Ghost Sect are like Tao!
Moreover, there are still two!
But at this time, Lin Ji was only halfway through the journey, and his spiritual power was completely destroyed in the formation at the top of the mountain. He chased to Liangcheng with only a trace of his remaining strength.
Not to mention that the divine sea soul consciousness was injured by the Buddha's devouring power.
So what should we do? !
Snapped!
At this moment, Luo Li bent his fingers and gently flicked the candle wick.
The candlelight was bright, and an invisible force burst out.
As if thousands of silver needles were falling on his body, Lin Ji felt a lightness all over his body, and then he jumped up into the air.
Looking down, he saw that his other self was still sitting in the car, looking up in surprise.
Is this... a clone technique?
wrong!
The phantom clone of Taoist Master Xianyun borrowed his soul to leave his body and transformed into thousands of shadows.
Xiao Changqing's Jiuli Sword Technique uses energy to reveal one's body, manifesting nine bodies in one thought.
These two division techniques have different approaches but the same purpose. Although they can create multiple clones, they are connected and integrated into one body.
But now it’s completely different!
Whether he is in the car or floating in the sky, he is clearly his true physical body. Moreover, Lin Ji didn't even feel the slightest bit of what his other self was thinking...
Suddenly, Lin Ji thought of the evil Buddha Zhang Mi!
The good and evil clones are one and the same, but they are clearly two people!
Alaya consciousness has been hard-earned for many years, and finally it is the creation of a Bodhisattva accomplished with the dual body of good and evil.
But this...
Luo Li could split himself into two with just a snap of his fingers?
If the person floating in the air is himself, then who is sitting in the car at this time? !
"Don't think too much." Luo Li seemed to have noticed Lin Ji's doubts and said softly: "He chose the place, and I chose the time. He chose this place to be empty, so I chose the time when you first set foot in the devil world. , just follow the wind with your thoughts, just try your best to fight!"
Lin Ji suddenly realized!
I don’t know what kind of existence this person is in front of me!
In one thought, time and space turned back to the past!
At this time, my spiritual power is at its peak, just like the peak state when I first entered the demon world!
"These two people are from the Ghost Sect, and they are suppressed by the power of Buddhism. I helped you suppress Chi Ba's clone. You can use the Nine-Colored Pagoda to show off your power." Luo Li opened the book without looking at Lin Ji. I read a page of the book as if there was no one around.
"Why don't you do it?!" the old monk shouted angrily from the other side.
The black and white figures trembled in fright, jumped up and rushed towards Lin Ji.
"open!"
The two drank in unison, raising the black and white cans at the same time.
call!
Black and white gusts of wind rolled out!
White as paper, black as ink.
For just a moment, the entire world was filled with black and white, like an ink painting.
Following a shrill cry, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
Walls collapsed and houses collapsed, smoke rose into the sky, and bloody corpses were everywhere.
Broken limbs and broken arms were lying on the ground, and pieces of blood condensed into rivers. The stench of blood filled the nose angrily!
Crunch, crunch...
With a crunching sound of broken bones, two figures walked out of the sea of corpses in the thick smoke.
A fat man wearing a black robe held a black flag about three feet high in his hand.
A thin man in a white robe was swinging a white flag that was equally tall, short, long and wide.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust..."
"Man and ghost take different paths, and the underworld is separated from the road..." (End of this chapter)
