The illusion from Mizuno is not something that a monk can resist at all. Even Takahashi Pityi can't do anything if he fully utilizes the power of the writing wheel here. This is the suppression from the deepest part.

The three burials fell into the illusion in an instant, along with the devastated and inhuman Muke.

"Om."

"Giant Buddha, don't move."

"What's the matter, is this a spell being cast?"

"The devil is moving!"

The giant Buddha statue that was out of control stood motionless, as if it were dead.

On the contrary, although the devil's movements became stiffer, the hideous smile on his face became more and more hideous, and his thick arms were waving majestically. This was not a reassuring picture.

Helicopters in the sky lack an intuitive feeling for the shaking of the ground. If you can't keep your feet on the ground, you can't experience the shaking of the ground. However, the pictures you see are gradually exaggerated, and you can deeply appreciate the horror that is happening on the ground even from a distance in the sky. .

The earth is cracked, the stones are raised, the dense cracks and ravines are crisscrossed, and the whole ninjutsu has a terrifying effect under the blessing of natural energy.

This is the scene of the expected collapse of the sky and the earth.

"Boom!!"

It seemed as if the loud noise from the time when the world opened up came from the ground, and a mountain top stretched out from the ground, just like a reef under the sea.

"Fire, volcano?"

"It's really a volcano."

"It made volcanoes out of the ground."

The volcano rose rapidly, from tens of meters to hundreds of meters, 500 meters!

The helicopters in the air had to continue to lift or simply stay away. No one knew how terrifying this volcano would be when it erupted.

For most ordinary people, volcanoes are only catastrophe images that appear in movies, or are mentioned by accident in history books. Most people on earth can neither live around volcanoes, nor have the opportunity to witness a volcanic eruption with their own eyes. .

But the triangular-cone hill rising from the ground perfectly fits the viewer's imagination of a volcano. The solid triangular shape, the solitary one, and the ash-smoky mountain pass must be a volcano.

Whether it's a helicopter or a fighter jet, even the strongest tanks and chariots don't have a strong sense of security in front of the volcano. The magma is tumbling from the sky, and the armor is useless, except for being burned into a pile of waste. , is buried to death by suffocation.

"Shh..."

"It's just a volcano, don't worry too much."

The center of New Delhi is relieved. For ordinary people, the volcano is a disaster that cannot be resisted. It can easily be used as the background of a disaster film, but at the national level, it is not so terrifying. .

Not to mention that the volcano erupted in the wilderness, even if it erupted in a town, it was acceptable for an entire town to be wiped off the map with damp poison.

Instead, it was an earthquake with the same number of deaths, which hit the regional economy more severely.

Unless the magma and ash ejected by this volcano can cover the entire northeastern region, if it is a volcanic eruption of this level - it is better for humans to simply quit the game and leave the entire earth to Chaozhuan to manage.

A civilization that has developed for thousands of years still can't keep up with the extraordinary combat power of a single unit, so just delete the number and retrain.

"But what should the giant Buddha do now, did he lose?"

"Trust him, this is the only thing we can do at the moment."

"Let the troops draw the attention of the evil ghosts, the giant Buddha has not dissipated, and things will turn around." The old magic flute waved his powerful hand, determined to have a good relationship with this extraordinary.

Packaging and packaging can be said to be the **** of the wet poison sect. Politically speaking, he will gain the support of the vast majority of the people, and any reform will be carried out vigorously. At that time, whoever dares to block before the reform will not need the old magic flute. Immortals take action, and the angry people will tear up the enemies of the people.

This extraordinary is of great significance to them, as well as to Southeast Asia next door. Any politician who gets it in his hand is equivalent to getting an eternal scepter.

As far as the old fairy of the magic flute knows, the kingdom of Siam is extremely afraid of the extraordinary giant Buddha in Yokosuka. This country is a rare absolute monarchy, but who is more cohesive between the deified King of Siam and the Buddhism that the whole people believe in? In order to be powerful, the King of Siam did not want to confirm this.

Different from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, the world in which the Three Burials are now seems much quieter.

The world of fantasy is indistinguishable from reality.

"Cough, cough, cough."

He coughed sharply and looked at himself in the mirror.

"This is me?" Three Burials frowned in surprise. In the mirror was a white-skinned and poisonous high-class man who looked similar to the man he was fighting against.

Or in other words, he was originally a person, but the man in the mirror was even younger. He didn't seem to be thirty years old, at most twenty-six or seven, and he undoubtedly had a lot of vicissitudes to call out the evil god.

And the place where you are now is an office with a smell of damp poison everywhere?

Desks, folders, police uniforms, police badges, the three burials are not sure whether this is a police logo of wet poison, but the design of police badges all over the world should be similar, and follow the design concept of representing order and strength~www.mtlnovel .com~ This guy who summons the evil **** is a policeman, or he used to be a policeman, provided that there is nothing wrong with the illusion.

The monk's smart brain was running quickly, analyzing the problems he encountered in front of him. It was absolutely impossible to travel back in time. The evil ghost said at the end, "Look at my eyes." ’

"Illusion?" Sanbu frowned, realizing a clear understanding in his heart.

It can only be explained by illusions. You cannot physically defeat yourself quickly, so did you choose illusion? After all, he was born and raised in an island country rich in the animation industry. He also watched a lot of fantasy works as a child, but he has never been attacked by a fantasy. Even if he knew that he was in prison, he didn't know how to get rid of it. .

Is it difficult to recite Buddhist scriptures?

Using the supreme Buddha power to dispel the magic invasion of evil spirits and monsters, it is very logical to think about it, do what you say, do it, sit on the ground for three burials, close your eyes and visualize the appearance of the Buddha.

Just when the third funeral was about to recite the Buddhist scriptures, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Commander Shanta Crossbow."

A fat man in a police uniform ran in panting.

"Shanta Crossbow?" The cast of the Three Burials was interrupted in the middle. The policeman in front of him spoke English with a strong local flavor, but the Three Burials did not feel uncomfortable at all.

After all, he was in an illusion, so thinking about the three burials made him feel a lot more normal.

"In Heiti Village...there was a murder case, and four girls were beheaded!"

"Huh?!" Three Burials frowned, the Buddhist mantras he recited turned out to be useless.

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