Empty news, ready to dodge?

Kongwen took Huitan and disappeared in front of him for the first time, with a purple light, flying into the distance.

I thought that the dragon, the Buddhist monk who brought him an alternative world of cultivation and guided his practice, would leave with him. But he didn't expect that the speed of the dragon descending was faster, and he had already escaped before Kong Wen left.

As for the other two foreign monks, they didn't look at themselves, and their speed was not slow, and they disappeared from the other direction.

In an instant, Xingming's heart was like ashes, and at the moment of life and death, they all abandoned themselves, and no one was willing to take them away. Before coming to Sanqingguan, Xingming once persuaded Kongwen not to come to Sanqingguan. Zhang Daoran has vast magical powers, profound Taoism, and miraculous skills, leaving an indelible impression in Xingming's heart.

It's a pity that Kongwen is very confident in his own strength and insists on going his own way.

When he came to the periphery of the formation on Huxin Island again, Xingming once again persuaded Kongwen to salute first and then to the soldiers, if Zhang Daoran received the monks of Buddhism, he would talk about the Tao and say the Dharma, and force Zhang Daoran to force Zhang Daoran in the realm, release the dragon protector of the Dragon Venerable, and force Zhang Daoran to escape into the Buddhism.

If not, Zhang Daoran must be forced to close the mountain for a hundred years, and not to set foot in the red dust. Hide in the middle of the lake and do not communicate with the outside world.

It's a pity that Venerable Descending Dragon's words are believed to be true: "Zhang Daoran feels like a high mountain to the poor monk, and it is difficult to look up. The feeling that the master gave to the poor monk was like a vast starry sky, endless. ”

This sentence shows the gap between Zhang Daoran and Kongwen. Kongwen also seems to be desperately trying to know what Zhang Daoran, who is known as a saint on the earth, has what he is capable of.

The most important thing is that the Dragon Descending Venerable persuaded Master Kongwen: "Zhang Daoran is the person chosen by the Dao!"

Those who are chosen by the Tao do not know what they mean. However, at the beginning, Kongwen's complexion changed greatly, and a trace of murder appeared on his face.

All the calculations, all the confirmations, Zhang Daoran's realm is not high. At least, in the realm, it is better to hear about it.

However, all this seems to have changed when it comes to the island in the middle of the lake. When he broke through the illusion, Xingming thought that the realm of Kongwen and others was terrifying, and the formation of the island in the middle of the lake was not enough. I was relieved in my heart, and even had a worship mentality.

It's just that now, Kongwen has lost his claim and wants to avoid the arrival of the rakshasas. Xingming understood it in this moment. Zhang Daoran's cultivation realm, I'm afraid they all guessed wrong.

A single formation is ever-changing, and it has extremely terrifying power. The rakshasas have all been summoned and have the strength to break the void realm, and they are afraid that they will ......

Fierce and auspicious, it is difficult to escape death!

"Whew......"

The descending dragon beside him fled into the distance on the Buddha beads, and with a streamer, there was a scream across the sky.

Kong Wen and the other four monks also stepped on the Dharma Treasure Buddha Beads and chose to leave. Originally, there were six people on the boat, but now only Xingming was left, and Xingming's heart was so dead that he could only stare dryly: "You ......"

In the face of danger, the people of the same way left one by one and left themselves here. The intention is very obvious, not that you can't take yourself away. I'm afraid it is, to sacrifice oneself to attract the attention of the four rakshasas.

In an instant, Xingming's mind was clear and he understood the intentions of these monks: "They are all extraterritorial cultivators, not native cultivators of the earth. They can sacrifice any of their fellow Daoists on Earth to save the lives of their fellow Daoists outside the realm......"

"Doesn't Buddhism say, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Doesn't Buddhism say that we should sacrifice ourselves for others, sacrifice ourselves, and fulfill others? The Buddha cut meat and fed the eagle and sacrificed himself for others. At the same time, Buddhist disciples, why don't they have the compassion of Buddhism?"

"Poor monk, do you want to die here?"

Xingming was very flustered in his heart at first, and then slowly became a little afraid. Looking around, they had come by boat, but the boat under their feet had disappeared. And the vast lake around it has also become a barren, quiet and terrible wasteland.

"Boom ......"

The rakshasa continued to walk, and with each step, the earth shook.

"Boom..."

"Da..."

As the footsteps got closer, the four rakshasas turned a blind eye to the five monks who were fleeing in all directions, and let them leave. And the footsteps continued without stopping. There was no sadness or joy on Xingming's face, and at this moment, there was a general feeling of relief: "Poor monk... Enlightened ......"

"Boom ......"

Xingming opened his eyes with a smile on his face. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he did not resist, and a rakshasa stepped on it......

What Xingming finally realized, no one knows, and no one understands. The moment the Black Rakshasa lifted his foot, within a footprint several meters deep, Xingming was trampled into a meat patty. And Xingming's enlightenment, with this foot, vanished.

A hazy ball of light escaped from the meatloaf, faintly shadowing Xingming.

Suddenly a hurricane blew upside down, no, it was like someone took a breath. Xingming's soul flew backwards, a rakshasa opened his mouth wide, and Xingming's soul was sucked into the rakshasa mouth.

Kongwen and the others who were flying away in the distance watched Xingming being trampled to death and his soul being devoured, and a trace of fear gradually appeared on his face without sorrow or joy, with a kind of embarrassment of fleeing for his life: "Rakshasa is a hell demon, devouring soul-devouring ghosts, especially the soul that has just died, will be devoured by Rakshasa when they enter the underworld." Rakshasa is not a soul body, but an extremely strong physical body!"

A simple introduction of Rakshasa came to Kongwen's mind: "Rakshasa has no soul, and can only devour souls to obtain life extension......"

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, a dull voice came from not far away, and Kong Wen turned to look, and two of his fellow Taoists, two monks who were over the age of six, were slapped away by Rakshasa with a hand. The other hand grabbed out like lightning, and the two monks who flew upside down were grabbed by this big hand and sent directly into their mouths.

"This is not the ...... of the formation world"

Suddenly, beside Kongwen, Huitan, who was taken away by Kongwen, shouted: "Uncle Shi, this is not the formation space, the formation space is more or less illusory, even if it can kill people, it will not be so real." This is the real world, this is the hell of the underworld! the real hell of the underworld!"

Kong Wen was startled, and his face kept changing. Speed up to the limit and escape into the distance. The speed of controlling the Buddha beads is very fast, but the Rakshasa has a huge body, and he only needs to step out in one step, and one hand is stretched out, and he can't escape no matter what.

The speed of the dragon descending was faster than that of the empty news, and it was faintly before the empty news, and it was about to escape from the encirclement of the rakshasas. Kongwen finally sighed faintly: "Zhang Daoran's ability, I am not as good as ...... in case"

Use the formation to connect to hell. This is the pinnacle of the formation! No one can beat it!

"Uncle Shi, don't think about anything else. The most important thing now is to find the Nai He Bridge and find the Ghost Gate. Only then can we escape from hell and return to the yang world......"

At this moment, Huitan showed a trace of calmness: "Other than that, we have no other way." And in hell, there are countless ghosts and gods, and no one can predict what will happen next. Yang longevity is endless, and you must not step into the hell and underworld, this is the rule of the underworld......"

"Go ......"

The speed of the air smell was exerted to the extreme, I don't know how many times faster than just now, and his face was faintly flushed. Huitan was taken aback: "Uncle Shi, have you burned your essence and blood?"

At this moment, the speed of empty news is a hundred times faster than before?

And the same is true of the dragon descending in front, the speed has increased sharply, and it can dodge the big hand grabbed by the rakshasa .

"Bang ......"

I don't know how long the flight was, the dragon descending in front of him suddenly flashed the light of the Buddha bead under his feet, and it became dim, and the whole person fell to the ground, raising a puff of dust. Kongwen couldn't control his body, and when he was about to fall to the ground, Huitan held Kongwen.

"Finally escaped......" With a hint of luck on Kongwen's face, the dragon descended from the ground. glanced at each other, and they all saw a trace of solemnity in the other party's eyes: "Although Zhang Daoran's strength is uncertain now, this formation is not something that we can break." ”

"Directly connecting to the underworld, this skill, poor monks can't do. The entire Azure Star, countless cultivators can't do it, and it's even hard to match. Kongwen looked around: "It's better to be careful, there are countless ghosts and gods in the underworld, and the strength is not known to be mortal, I will wait now, go to find the ghost gate, and get out of the underworld!"