The frantic mind seemed to be hit hard by a string, and it was able to restore part of its clarity.

The Ghost King squinted his eyes, and there was no woman with long hair chained to the iron pillar. There was only a fragmented bone, and as the iron pillar collapsed, the ice and sea surged, and the bone was also washed away in a blink of an eye. The dream was finally awakened by the hammer, that person was already dead, even if he refused to erase it from his memory, the sky and the earth, the wind and the clouds scattered, and she would never be found again,

In fact, he has already accepted this fact, but the enemy still wants to use his last sliver of delusion to stir up trouble. The ghost king touched his chest, it was cold to the bone, the sea water slipped through his fingers, there was no expected heartache, only a little sense of loss.

A hand reached out and suddenly grabbed his wrist, the ghost king subconsciously wanted to make a move.

"Come on, what are you doing in a daze, follow up, there is light over there!"

He Qingmo's voice came through his consciousness, and it exploded in his mind, clearly, dispelling the lingering figure in his memory.

The ghost king didn't find himself relaxing.

"Didn't you already leave?"

"Come back halfway!"

He Qingmo got angry, he roughly picked up the ghost king and swam towards the only dazzling light source in the sea.

The sea water behind him was muddy and chaotic, and more and more gravel and weeds were sucked in by the huge vortex, and that vortex was moving towards them rapidly, and it was about to **** them in, so the ghost king simply picked up the man with his backhand and swam towards the light source.

He Qingmo's hands hang down limply. His talent in cultivation is far inferior to that in formation formation. If he hadn't had doubts about the cause of Sister Meng Li's death in Jiuchongyuan, he wouldn't have made a special trip to Youdu to find out the truth. Right now, he was already close to exhaustion, and his spiritual power could only barely sustain him to continue breathing in the icy sea, without being encroached by the cold sea water, and he had no strength left to leave the dangerous situation.

He thought drowsily that he could have escaped alone, and he didn't have to turn around and pull the other party.

This person met them by chance, and turned enemies into friends for the time being, and because they had a common enemy, if they really wanted to talk about friendship, they would not have established a deep friendship in just two days. The mansion is also notoriously aloof and arrogant, unwilling to talk to people easily, just turned around and stretched out his hand, nothing more than hearing Linghu say two days ago that he has been dead for many years, and has no relatives, friends or old friends in this world, and there will be no one like that Women treat themselves as well.

At that time, He Qingmo was quite disdainful, the Tao of Longevity was so cruel, there were many lonely people everywhere, and cultivating immortals was a lonely thing, not to mention the old friends and relatives, it was the same disciples who had the same starting point, or even the masters and apprentices who loved each other like father and son. They will part ways one day, the ghost king's words are really naive.

But childish is childish, but somehow he remembered that just now, when he was in the nick of time, his anger at being strangled by the other party had not dissipated, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to pull him, almost including himself.

Why be soft-hearted, anyway, that person has already died once, and ghost Xiu probably won't die, let alone the other party is the ghost king, let alone—

What's more, he doesn't regard them as friends.

He Qingmo had a chest pain and couldn't help coughing.

The coughing became louder and louder, and even the body curled up.

A cold hand rested on the back, but the spiritual power injected was warm, even a little hot.

He Qingmo frowned and opened his eyes.

The sky is full of blood, the night is heavy, and the smoke is everywhere, mixed with the smell of corpses, which is disgusting.

Did they come out of the sea of ​​ice?

Or does it fall from one mirror into another?

He Qingmo can vaguely recognize the outline of the familiar cornice roof. This place should be one of the busiest neighborhoods in Youdu on weekdays. It is only a street away from the house where they rested at that time. Languages ​​gather and communicate here. Although it is not as prosperous as Luodu, it is also a world-famous capital. Now it is full of devastation, evil spirits are haunting, ghosts are crying, and gods are howling. They just came to another place with the same name.

He Qingmo felt that Wanlian Buddha's land was unfathomable like never before. This place that usually does not show mountains and dews is even more terrifying than the famous sects like Shenxiao Xianfu.

In order to prevent foreign enemies from invading, the Shenxiao Immortal Mansion also has many formations to restrict, but it is mainly defensive. It is people who really control the enemy, but Wanlian Buddha Land—

On weekdays, what he preaches is Buddhism, and he talks about saving sentient beings with compassion, but in fact, his actions are even more evil than demon cultivation. If the world knows the truth about Wanlian Buddha Land, the reputation of Buddhism will be discredited from now on.

No, the world may not know, as long as they all die here...

A dazzling golden light exploded in the distance, and powerful spiritual power swept over the dust, causing He Qingmo to feel it instantly.

In front of them, Yun Weisi and Chang Ming have already waved their sleeves to build a barrier, which is enough to protect them from being disturbed for the time being.

But I'm afraid it won't last long, wave after wave of evil spirits came, slammed into the spiritual wall and shattered, and then more evil spirits came, and so on.

At this time, He Qingmo saw the ghost king put himself down, got up and walked forward.

He raised his sleeves and stretched out his hands, pushing aside the barrier in front of him like a thousand catties, causing the evil spirits to pour in, but in the next second, those vicious ghosts were all taken into the sleeves of the ghost king, and there was no time to resist.

The enchantment was completely shattered, and black flames ignited all over his body. The evil ghosts and resentful spirits changed color in horror. Instead of rushing over, they wished they could scramble to escape from here, but they were all sucked in by themselves when they approached the black flames. Merging with the black flame, it was wiped out in ashes.

He Qingmo stared blankly for a while, and when he realized it, Yun Weisi and Chang Ming had disappeared.

"What about the seniors?"

In front of Suzaku's gate, the fight between Sun Buku and the Basheng Wanlian has reached a point where it cannot be handed over.

The eight people held the eight treasures of Buddhism and surrounded Sun Buku in the center, as if they had more enemies than few and wiped him out completely.

But if you look closely, you can find that under the siege of these eight people, Sun Buku didn't lose the slightest bit of wind, and even stood faintly, with the possibility of turning defense into offense at any time.

He formed seals with both hands, and the Zen staff hovered behind him, turning slowly, and the golden light shone and circulated, echoing with Sun Buku's spiritual power.

As his spiritual power became stronger and stronger, a golden **** faintly appeared on his forehead.

Shou Xin, who was holding a vase, took this scene into his eyes, his mind trembled slightly, and he recalled a rumor about Buddhism.

When among the disciples of Buddhism, there is a person with a deep understanding of Buddhism, who comprehends the true meaning left by the Buddha of Xutianzang with excellent aptitude, the Buddha will descend to the body, and the forehead will bloom brightly. The **** Buddha seal represents the union of this body with the Buddha One, it is equivalent to the coming of the Buddha.

But the legend is just a legend after all. In the hundreds of years since the Buddha ascended, no one has ever had such an opportunity. At this moment, Shouxin couldn't help doubting his own eyes.

After blinking a few times, the gold seal on his forehead was still there, and it became more and more dazzling and obvious.

"Bring up, kill evil!"

Shou Si, one of the Eight Saints, shouted in a deep voice, pulling back Shou Xin's slightly shaken mind.

Sun Buku suddenly laughed.

"Pull evil? Punish what evil? You yourself are evil heretics, Buddhist traitors!"

The Zen staff suddenly hit the ground heavily, and with this as the center, the cracks spread rapidly in all directions. With the surging and dazzling golden light, they reached the feet of eight people in a blink of an eye!

"All dharmas follow their cause, all are Buddha dharma!"

The power of the eight people chanting at the same time was incomparably powerful, and the spiritual power was instantly reversed. Pieces of red lotus rolled back to Sun Buku's body with golden light, and instantly surrounded and squeezed him. Swallow the blood.

Sun Buku had never fought against Sheng Jue before, but he had an intuition that the strength of these eight people might be slightly stronger than Sheng Jue, and the combined efforts of the eight people were even more unmatched by Sheng Jue.

This is the real strength of Wanlian Buddha Land!

For a long time, many people thought that Shengjue was the number one person in Wanlian Buddhaland, and even the capital of Buddha was just a false name, a puppet of Shengjue.

But now it seems that the fact is far from the case, maybe it is really like what Chang Ming guessed, Sheng Jue was just pushed to the front, and the truly terrifying opponent has just surfaced after today.

"The return of all dharmas is unthinkable!"

The eight tones came out in unison, and the red lotus karmic fire exploded in eight directions.

Front, back, left, and right, Sun Buku's all defenses and plans were blocked in an instant, perfectly fitting.

"If nothing comes, there is no self in the world!"

Layer after layer, layer upon layer of coercion, lotus blossoms blossomed between the eight people and Sun Buku, gorgeous and bright.

This is a rare beauty, but it is also the most terrifying beauty. Every red lotus is a shackle on Sun Buku.

The more he struggled, the brighter the red lotus became, and the heavier the shackles became.

Until the moment he can no longer withstand the pressure and completely gives up resisting, his body will be completely swallowed by the red lotus, disintegrated and wiped out in ashes.

The golden light weakened visibly with the naked eye, while the karmic fire brought by the red lotus burned unscrupulously.

Shou Xin snorted secretly, feeling ridiculous for his delusion just now.

Such an opponent, how could it be that the Buddha came to the world, although he is stronger than Shengjue, but it is just...

As soon as the thought came to him, he opened his eyes slightly.

The treasure bottle in his hand snapped and began to shatter inch by inch.

"Where everything looks—"

Sun Buku finally opened his mouth to recite the Buddhist gatha.

Almost at the same time, the eight people also spoke out.

"There is no way to come—"

Sun Buku's voice was invisible, no matter how much he opened his mouth, he couldn't say the following words.

He closed his eyes and made a seal, his expression was peaceful, as if nothing had happened, but the golden seal on his forehead was gradually fading.

Outsiders thought that he was very easy to deal with, but they didn't know that his limbs and bones were turbulent at the moment, and he was faintly drawn by the Zen stick behind him.

Under the pressure of the red lotus, the Zen staff was breaking apart little by little.

"Only the glazed and golden bead stick is worthy of being the head of the Qingyun Temple!"

A familiar voice came.

Sun Buku suddenly opened his eyes!

He saw Jiufang Changming coming from a distance, his body was as light as a feather, but Honglian Yehuo, who was waiting for eight people, couldn't stop him.

The golden light rose suddenly, and a Zen staff fell from the sky. Sun Buku laughed and got up to catch it.

"Thank you, Master, for sending charcoal in the snow!"

This Master, actually shouted willingly.

…

Thousands of ghosts are flying across the sky, blood-red Youdu, only the corner of Sun Buku has a constant golden light, which is in a stalemate with the red light, but looking at the whole Youdu, that little bit of golden light seems to be unable to change the overall situation for the time being.

Not far from Wanlian Buddha Land, one person overlooks it from a distance, indifferent and speechless, as if far away from the world, and regards all living beings as ants, and all changes have nothing to do with him.

"You are in a hurry with this step." The person next to you said suddenly.

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ps, in the previous chapter, Mengmeng said that these chapters were chaotic, but they have been separated as much as possible, but because of the large number of people, several scenes are cut, roughly summarized:

1. Changming went to Youdu, met He Qingmo, He Xiyun, Ghost King and others, turned enemies into friends with the ghost king, and entered Wanlian Buddha Land together through the formation.

2. Yun Weisi and Xu Jingxian went to the place where the divine light came into the world, met Sun Buku, Clivia, and Qi Jingu, and went to explore the divine light together, but found that this was the bait set by Wanlian Buddha, and finally they found The connecting point also falls into the land of Wanlian Buddha.

3. The entire Wanlian Buddha Land has many independent spaces, and everyone has their own experiences, so they meet occasionally and separate occasionally.

Just like a Buddhist gatha that Sun Buku often talks about: All appearances are false. This volume is full of illusions, and it needs to be broken with heart. Now Wanlian Buddha Land is almost at the boss, and almost all the people have gathered, and the illusions will basically not appear.