It's like a tight bowstring that will break the next moment.

None of the people present dared to take a breath.

There was still a clear sound of fighting outside, and the enemy was around, but there seemed to be an internal strife inside.

Seeing sorrow, she knew that in the case of wearing the Ding ring, and with countless people watching outside, she should not have the slightest mistake when she had not left the polar domain......

But how can you restrain it?

She is just a mortal fetus in the flesh, with seven emotions and six desires.

At first glance, how can you calm down when you see the old things in Yashan?!

Yin and Yang realm battle, Yashan Qianxiu fell!

Now she actually saw the Yashan Order after ten jiazi, and was trampled under the feet of a tantric Buddha!

And the old woman in front of her is familiar with the mysterious snowy tantra of the Nineteen Continents, and all kinds of secrets are also at her fingertips, and her identity is by no means simple!

It may not be hatred, but she can't help but ask!

Or maybe......

I just want to use such a murderous question to alleviate the sudden sorrow in my heart......

I can't tell the difference when I see it.

Her heart rose and fell like a tide, but her eyes were cold.

The old woman was watched by her, and was also pointed at by the virtual magic umbrella she was holding, and she felt a sense of shock at first, but when her eyes fell on the sorrowful body, she looked at it, and slowly regained her calm.

A kind of helplessness, and a kind of sadness that sees through the world.

She turned her gaze to the top of the mountain, where the Buddha statue was still looking down on them.

“…… You don't have to doubt my identity. I was indeed in the Nineteen Continents when I was alive, and I was born in the Snowy Tantra, and I was the Mother of the Tantric Buddha. ”

Born in the snowy region!

It's the Mother of the Buddha!

Everyone was stunned.

They know the Snowy Tantra, but they don't understand the word "Buddha Mother" very well.

One no one thought that she would tell her identity so simply, and she didn't know whether it was true or false, and the other was that this answer was really a bit unreasonable.

Chen Tingyan frowned almost immediately: "The monks of the Nineteen Continents Snow Realm Tantric Sect should be among the thirty-six cities that belong to them. My city has always been connected to an isolated island on earth, you ......"

A person from the Snowy Tantra who appeared in the city of vain death?

"After I died, I was also in Shingon City, but I didn't like that place, so I traveled all the way to the City of Death, and I inadvertently took a fancy to His Royal Highness Jiang Ling, the king of the city. This time, I didn't go against you, or calculate your intentions, but I just accompanied Gu Ling, a girl. ”

Speaking of this, the old woman glanced down at Gu Ling.

Gu Ling had experienced a battle before, and the injuries on her body had not had time to be treated, and she looked a little embarrassed.

She rarely experienced big ups and downs, and now she was even more frightened by the sudden rush of sorrow.

is different from the reassurance and liking when I looked sad before, and now there is more of a strong incomprehension and even fear.

Hearing the old woman talk about the reason for the eighteenth layer of hell, Gu Ling's eyes were already red.

Everyone also knew that the old and young seemed to have a good relationship, and they didn't speak for a while.

Everybody went to see the sorrow.

However, his worried expression did not loosen in the slightest.

She didn't even care about Chen Tingyan's question, nor did she care about the old woman's answer, she just hit the nail on the head and asked straightly: "Tantric Buddha Mother, what do you say?"

“……”

The old woman did not speak for a while.

The old eyes, when they heard these two words, lowered and closed.

But the hands in which she was holding the kitchen knife were clenched tightly.

The voice was pressed, a little hoarse, with a little bit of desolation that can only be found in the last years, sandwiched with the irony of three points of the world.

"After the split of Buddhism and the migration of Tantra north to the snowy region, a very cultivation method was born, called empowerment. ”

"It is necessary to choose a clean girl from twelve to nineteen to be the 'Ming Concubine', also known as the Buddha's Mother, for the double empowerment of Tantric monks. ”

Speaking of this, she paused slightly, looked at the sorrow again, and smiled slowly, with a strange melancholy.

"You won't want to know the details. ”

You won't want to know the details.

So what should it be?

A girl of such a young age......

Buddhist monks are not all pure-hearted, what do they do ridiculously "double cultivation", and they still want to be called "Buddha Mother" and "Ming Concubine"?

Because the Snowy Tantra is too mysterious for them, few people know what is hidden inside.

Just listening to it like this, there is an extremely uncomfortable feeling of nausea, which slowly spreads.

Seeing sorrow is not a person who doesn't understand anything, let alone Zhang Tang, Chen Tingyan and others who have already seen the world.

The sentence "You won't want to know", how much sadness and sorrow is hidden in it?

Snowy Tantra ......

I read it slowly in my heart, and when I saw that I looked at the old woman sadly, I didn't withdraw my gaze, nor did I completely put away the doubts in my heart.

The sound of fighting outside, at this moment, has gradually stopped and has become smaller.

I want to come to the "infighting" and "knife in the back" led by Sima Languan, and the curtain is about to end.

"So, I thought about it too much and misunderstood my mother-in-law. Seeing that his eyes flashed slightly, his voice couldn't tell whether it was calm or turbulent, "A random inconspicuous monk around him has a great background. Come to think of it, this battle of eighteen layers of hell should be wonderful. Thirty-six of the seventy-two cities in the underworld belong to Buddhism, and I will have to rely on my mother-in-law for guidance later. ”

This is nothing more to pursue.

Everyone was relieved.

Seeing that he was worried, he glanced at Gu Ling, and he was about to withdraw the Void Demon Umbrella.

Who would have thought, at that moment, there was a black shadow flashing from behind the side mural, as if someone shrunk his head and peeped.

"Who?!"

Seeing that his eyes suddenly sharpened, the Void Demon Umbrella, which had not yet been withdrawn, suddenly moved in the direction of the black shadow!

The soul power immediately gathered from her palm, through the handle of the umbrella, to the tip of the umbrella!

"Bang!"

A faint purple white light, like a meteor, flew out from the tip of the umbrella and immediately hit the black shadow!

Immediately, there was a scream of "whoosh", which resounded throughout the prison department, and even shocked the dust on the building, and it fell down.

All the people were alert and looked in that direction.

It turned out to be a little ghost, hidden behind a mural of a colorful Buddha statue, and I don't know what method was used, and I couldn't see the body, only one head was exposed.

Seeing that sorrowful simple and swift soul power turned into a nail, nailing his head to the wall.

"Ouch, ouch...... Pain, pain, pain, ......"

The little ghost has a dark face, a few fangs, and two horns on his head, and looks fierce, but he screams pitifully and crying.

He tried hard to pull his head out of the nail condensed by his soul power, but the more he pulled it to the side, the more painful it became.

And so, the scream became even more terrifying.

"It's the demon in charge of the prison department. ”

Anything that touches the word "prison" is Zhang Tang's old business, even in the Extreme Domain.

At a glance, he recognized the identity of the other party from the horns of this little ghost, he walked up, looked at the mural, and gently swiped it with his fingertips, only to find that the paint of the mural was very unusual.

"There is a 'door' here, and I don't know how many evil spirits are hidden behind it. ”

The head of each layer of hell is the master of every layer of hell.

Whatever soul will be sent here, and when he should leave, someone needs to come and watch and observe, and it must be one by one, and it must be in order.

Therefore, there must be a lot of evil spirits in this small seven-story tower.

But when they came in, everything was quiet, and not a single ghost was gone.

I thought they were hiding in the upper floors, deliberately avoiding them, but I didn't expect them to hide behind the murals.

Zhang Tang said that there was a "door", which was either a trick or something related to the rules of space.

His brows moved slightly, and he walked over with sorrow.

Because the old woman and Gu Ling were standing in the middle, she brushed past them, and Gu Ling took a step back almost immediately, frightened.

"Woooooooooo......oo Pain, please, don't kill me, I'm just a little devil who came out to watch the fun, and I didn't mean to calculate you. ”

"Grandpa, grandma, spare me......"

"Let the villain have a way to live, and the villain will be a cow and a horse for you in the next life......"

"Whew! it hurts!"

The evil ghost nailed to the wall was so terrified that he pulled it out with all his might, and as a result, he was half dead in pain, and his tears were soaring.

"Less nonsense!"

In these eighteen layers of hell, it is not a problem to kill anyone, and no one has stipulated that you can't kill evil ghosts.

There is almost no taboo in acting in the face of sorrow, she heard him cry loudly, and she was impatient for a while, so she directly put the virtual magic umbrella on the other party's neck.

At this moment, the evil spirit with two horns immediately stopped crying.

He looked at the sorrow with tears in his eyes.

The evil ghosts in charge of the prison division are strong and weak, and according to the rules, they can't easily slaughter the ghost cultivators who participate in the competition, but the other party has no restrictions.

In this way, despite all the curiosity about these newcomers, most of the demons are hidden, just waiting for everyone to pass.

The little devil didn't expect that he would sneak out his head and watch the excitement, and he could be nailed to the wall.

Alas!

Is this woman's hand a little too fast?

What he meowed, it didn't conform to the basic law of Extreme Cultivation at all!

I had already scolded loudly in my heart, but my life was still in the hands of others, and the little devil was very aggrieved, so he shrunk his shoulders, stretched out two hands from the wall, and clenched his fists to see the sorrow.

"Auntie, I really don't have any malicious intent, just spare me......"

It's all called Aunt Cheng.

Because of the discovery of Yashan Ling, she was not in a very good mood when she saw sorrow, and she might have laughed out loud in normal times, but now she was only expressionless.

The little devil was almost frightened and cried by her appearance of the evil star Hades, and he didn't even dare to beg for mercy this time.

Hearing that he finally stopped calling, he slowly spoke when he saw sorrow: "I have searched all over this place, but I have not found the entrance to the second floor. Since you don't want to die, just right, show us the way. ”

"I-"

The little devil was about to speak.

However, what responded to him was only the Void Demon Umbrella that poked at his throat even more!

"Don't, don't!"

The little devil was so frightened that he was afraid that this woman would accidentally poke himself to death, so he hurriedly raised his hands and shouted: "Ancestor, ancestor, don't poke, don't poke, don't poke, I can't bring it?"

A face has become a mourning face.

Because the Void Demon Umbrella was still on his neck, he was afraid that he would kill himself if he was unhappy, so he was very quick with his movements.

He stretched out his hand directly, and actually dragged one of the murals painted on the wall, and lifted it to the side—

"Whoa!"

It's as if everything on the mural has come to life.

The hellfire is fierce, the demons are hideous, and the yaksha is ferocious......

A layer of psychedelic phantom rose from the mural in an instant.

Seeing sorrow and others, they only felt a flower in front of them, and then looked at the murals in front of them, and they saw a hazy sense of mist, which seemed to be real and illusory, and it was no longer the original rigid portrayal.

"Hmph, it's not like you're going down to the second floor anyway...... "The little evil ghost muttered, and cautiously went to see the sorrow, "Well, can you pull out this 'nail' for the little one now?"

Seeing that he glanced at him, he only said to Zhang Tang: "As usual, Master Lao Zhang will go in first, and I will look at him." ”

Zhang Tang nodded, and walked into the mural first, and the figure was suddenly engulfed in a fog and disappeared.

Chen Tingyan in the back also followed directly, and finally Gu Ling and the old woman.

Before entering, the old woman glanced at the sorrow, and then at the tall Buddha statue, and wanted to say something, but her eyes were complicated, and she really couldn't say it.

In the end, she smiled bitterly and walked in with Gu Ling.

As a result, in the entire tower, only the sorrowful and the little evil ghost were left.

She didn't embarrass him, and as soon as she raised her hand, the nail condensed by soul power directly turned into countless entanglements, and flew back to the center of her worried eyebrows.

The little devil regained himself, and the scar on his face that was nailed out was immediately recovered.

He swallowed his saliva and patted his chest, almost palpitating.

"It's good that I reacted quickly and gave in early, otherwise I wouldn't have to explain—"

"Brush!"

Before the little devil's words fell, he saw a black light like a black wind, rising from in front of him!

It turned out to be the sorrow that was standing in front of him, and he swung out a sword suddenly!

The black sword that poured into the sky, with a terrifying might, was extremely pure, like a falling waterfall!

The little demon was suddenly frightened and shouted, "Ahhhhhh

"Click!"

The terrifying cracking sound completely blocked out the rest of his words!

What's the joke?

The little devil was simply stunned by the scene in front of him!

This sword slashed not at himself, but straight at the tall and majestic Buddha statue in front of him!

At the center of the Buddha's eyebrows, it was immediately wedged by the sword, and a terrible crack appeared!

"Whoa!"

Immediately, the countless sword rays exploded, turning into countless swirling and exploding black storms!

"Boom!"

A loud bang that shook the soul!

This Buddha statue, which had been standing for ten Jiazi for six hundred years on the first layer of the Ice Prison Master, was swept up by the storm and collapsed with a bang!

Gray smoke and dust, like a tidal wave, rushed towards them.

Seeing that he was holding the Wind Swallowing Sword, he didn't avoid half of it.

She just opened a pair of eyes wide, a pair of bloodshot eyes, staring at the scene in front of her, as if she wanted to engrave it deeply into her memory, in her bones and blood!

The Buddha collapsed, and the ashes were everywhere.

The clumping gray earth and stones buried the countless bones on the lotus platform, and also suppressed the skeleton that she held out of the ground, and the fragments of the cliff mountain order scattered not far away......

It was like a sealed earth, covering the countless dead below.

Like ......

A tomb.

She is under the Yashan Sect, and the disciples are worried.

Now that he is trapped in the Extreme Domain, he doesn't even dare to bury the corpses of his ancestors openly!

For a moment, there was a great sorrow that rose from her soul.

There has never been a moment when she is so eager to return to the Nineteen Continents and Yashan, and there has never been a moment when she hates herself so much at this moment!

"You...... You are crazy...... You're crazy......"

The little demon was already trembling with fear, looking at the ruins in front of him in disbelief, and shaking his head constantly.

"There are still thirty-six cities in the Dingzheng that are all Buddhist ghost cultivators, you, you, you, you are dead...... You can't live!"

but deaf to sorrow.

She had seen enough, and then she laughed deeply, hoarse, cold, a little contemptuous, and with a terrifying cold!

"Really?"

It turns out that these Buddhist monks, or tantric monks, are so powerful?

She curled her lips with great interest, and only grabbed the little devil's neck, and her voice was light and ethereal: "That's really ...... I can't ask for it. ”