The 670th chapter of the road to hell

The wind is blowing, and the dead light flows, covering the heavens and the earth.

There is a gray piece in front of me, passing through the ghosts of the road, like laughing and laughing, like crying and crying, like anger and anger, very strange, people are scared.

The pedestrian stopped, this ghost was so scary that he couldn’t be scornful. Who knows what would happen at this moment, Baguio also quickly retreated to Xuanyuan’s side, she could feel that the ghost had the ability Threatened to her, and seems to be playing her idea too, the change here is too big, compared to before, even if there are countless ghosts, but they can not hurt her, the ghosts are much weaker than the present .

Just at the moment when the ghost voice appeared, Baguio felt that his consciousness had to be separated. It seemed that there was a terrible will to invade. She did not want to find trouble for Xuanyuan.

"Be careful, this is a few ghosts of Dacheng, that is, the ordinary life is coming, and it will be plundered by the will and become a walking dead." The pig's head brow wrinkled, tens of thousands of years ago, such a ghost Not being looked at by him, nowadays, it feels tricky deeply, and the power here is more terrible than tens of thousands of years ago.

"Hey..."

"Ah..."

"Hey..."

"Ha ha..."

Sometimes weird laughter, sometimes angry screams, sometimes sad crying, sometimes crazy laughter, haunted around, joys and sorrows, four faces, from time to time appear, but never close to Xuanyuan.

Because of this, it is even more horrible, because I don’t know when it will come out, and it’s extremely dangerous.

"get out!"

Xuanyuan screamed and frowned. At this moment, he held the forty-nine-year-old Vajra Bodhi in one hand, and held a 'swallowing magic sword' in one hand. In the chakra, the golden light of the Buddha floated into a sea of ​​Buddha and shrouded the earth. Between the faint, there is a singer of the singer, and since his head, he is circling the 'Zhengqi chessboard' of the 'traveling and teaching', and spits out the emperor to protect everyone.

Huangyueyu is surrounded by colorful celestial glory. The phoenix color coat from her body was originally made of a fairy with no fairy beast. It is comparable to the ancient emperor and even has At the same time, in her body there is the 'Nirvana Fire' burning, restraining the dead air of this place, not affected.

"Wang..." At the beginning of the pig's head, the attention was attracted by the ghosts. Suddenly, I looked at the Vajra Bodhi that was held in the hands of Xuanyuan. The eyes were bright, the saliva was screaming, and I was screaming. Scared a big jump:

"Mom, your kid, where is this holy thing from the hand? Give it to me!"

Xuanyuan was said by the pig head, and he looked at it. He looked at the forty-nine-year-old Vajra Bodhi in his hand and showed no power. The buddha nature contained in it was all clear.

"Think of beauty, you dead pig, really want to see what good things want, why don't you die!"

Xuanyuan held the forty-nine-year-old Vajra Bodhi in his hand tighter. The inscription in the "Diamond Sutra" flowed in the heart, and it resonated with this Vajray Bodhi. The singer of the sky was more clear. There is a famous old man sitting cross-legged in the air, and the Buddha's light is even more embarrassing.

It’s not that these four ghosts don’t want to be close, but the four ghosts don’t dare to approach. The buddha nature of the forty-nine-year-old Vajra Bodhi is not something that they can resist. They are no longer souls. It is the soul that has become malignant and has become a kind of ghost spirit. It is equivalent to such a 'nightmare ghost fairy' to survive in the invisible body for a long time. Of course, it is worse than the level of 'nightmare ghost fairy'. Far away, Xuanyuan knows that 'Dream Ghosts' can survive from the ancient times to the soul of the soul, and must be inseparable in one of the nine ancient techniques.

"Baguio, leading the way, they dare not approach." Xuanyuan holding the Vajra Bodhi, the whole body reveals no Buddha's nature, the body's dragon blood is boiling, the top of the head is like a wolf, and the treasure is full of light. The powerful and powerful treasure is like glass, not stained with dust. He walks forward, the heart wheel, the majestic Buddha light rushes, the diamonds spread, the power is boundless, the ghosts that surround the whole body, the screaming , quickly retreat.

These Buddhist temples have no sacred objects, and they are greatly restrained. The pig heads see this scene, the saliva flows to the ground, and their eyes are like a wildfire, staring at the vajra Bodhi in the hands of Xuanyuan:

"Kids, the Emperor's soul is compassionate, the Purdue beings are all living, and there are countless beliefs in the sentient beings. This ancient Buddha's thing, 'King Kong Bodhi's Son' is best for the Emperor, this Emperor will let the world's people convert to goodwill... ..."

"Mom, you are a dead pig more and more shameless." Xuanyuan screamed, and wanted to kick this dead pig out of the scope of this piece of Buddha light, and Yue Yue smiled and said:

"'Wanhua's beast' is really like the legend, the greed is incomparable, even the things of my husband Xiaojun are not let go, Xiaofujun, do you want me to use the 'Nirvana Fire' to burn it out... ”

The pig's head is so savage that it is extremely difficult to deal with the "Niger's Fire" with its current strength. It did not expect that Huangyue was so embarrassed, and it was a traitor with Xuanyuan, who was a traitor.

"Well, you can consider, if this dead pig hits my baby's attention, then burn it out." Xuanyuan agrees with Huangyue, and smiles very well.

The pig head emperor suddenly stunned, saying:

"Forget it, don't give it, don't give it, this great emperor has lived countless years, what kind of treasure is I have never seen? Hurry, no **** medicine is the key."

He was happy to jump on the shoulders of Xuanyuan, laughed loudly, and kicked his legs and legs.

Baguio smiled and took the lead in front. This road is very long and deeper. Xuanyuan only feels that the scope of Buddha light gradually begins to shrink bit by bit. Obviously, with his current strength, it is impossible to use this 'King Kong Bodhi Son. 'The power of 'to the greatest extent, in order to prevent the cockroaches of the pig's head, Xuanyuan has integrated this 'King Kong Bodhi' into the chakras of his own power, in the vast golden Buddha sea, the looming ancient Buddha, more and more like Xuanyuan.

"Hey, boy, the Buddha in your heart is your own. Many people will be sensationalized by Buddhism, and there is no ancient Buddha who converts to Buddhism. The images in the heart are the statues of ancient Buddhas, and the Buddha statues manifested in your chakras." It is your own, you can see that you do not believe in the way of others, even the 'swallowing the emperor', you do not believe, just believe in yourself!" The old man screamed with a voice.

"The way of the ancient Buddha is the way of the ancient Buddha. The 'swallowing the great emperor' has the path of 'swallowing the emperor'. My way is my own way. I just used their magical powers to cultivate my own means. I am myself. I naturally want to go out of my own way. If there is great compassion in the 'Big Buddha Temple', it should not be hidden in a state, and compete with the 'Yuhua Road Gate', instead of coming to the four states to promote the Dharma and calm the war. All sentient beings are free from the scourge of war." Xuanyuan said.

"Haha, boy, you think too simple, who doesn't want to carry forward their own way, but the inheritance of 'Yuhua Daomen' and 'Jilu Buddhist Temple' has already been scattered between the four states, but some have prospered. It is a unique example. The 'Dragon's Fairy', 'Linglong Xianfu' is the best example. Now the power of these great forces has seriously affected the power of the Terran dynasty. The four great dynasties and many big families will not allow ' The power of Yuhua Daomen's 'Bei Le Fo Temple' is involved, and the Terran in the world needs a calm environment. This is a consensus reached in the subtle influence. The world has changed. It is contrary to the idea of ​​the ancient emperor at that time. Today's Terran How can I help each other in the time of Taikoo, and to defend against foreign enemies? It is not bad to kill each other..." The old man smiled.

Xuanyuan fell into silence, didn't say much, and the coldness was even worse. The more he walked into the depths of this 'depressed wasteland', the gray fog became more and more thick, and the dead light became more turbid. The roads are all over the ground, and some are already buried deep into the wasteland. I don’t know how many years have passed.

From the ground, there is a terrible sigh of sorrow, as if it is a kind of suffocation from hell. The ghosts and shadows are manifested one after another. They are not as fearful as before, and even some ghosts dare to go from time to time. Temptation, a few ghosts rushed into the scope of the Buddha's light, simmering in black smoke, screaming again and again, hurriedly retired.

Xuanyuan has already felt some bad feelings in the heart. The weakest ghosts around him can hurt the life, the highest strength, I am afraid that the immortals will come, and they will not be able to bear it. If they don’t own the 'Vajra Bodhi If you are a child, you are afraid that you have already hated it. If you go deeper, you will not be able to resist even if you have the 'King Kong Bodhi Son.'

Xuanyuan finally understood that the sinister danger in the mouth of "Biluo Wang" is not a false statement. The ghosts outside the Buddha are called again and again. In this dead land, Xuanyuan and his party are undoubtedly the most unique existence.

"Baguio, there is still a long way." Xuanyuan brows wrinkled, asked.

"There are three sections of roads, here is the Yin Shidao which belongs to the 'depression of wasteland', followed by a road called Huangquan Road, and finally a Forgetting River. It is necessary to pass a bridge to get to the place where 'Biluo Shenquan' is located. Ground, there is even more dangerous!" Baguio look is also very dignified, she whispered.

Xuanyuan took a breath of cold, which is simply a road to hell. There is no turning arrow in the opening bow. Xuanyuan understands the meaning of Baguio. He can't retreat. Everything that blocks in front of him must be taken off. .

The speed is relatively slow, 3,000 words, but the storyline should be more exciting, the results are getting better and better, I am very happy, step by step is king, I don't want to be too radical because of good grades, write I have a look, everyone understands.

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