Taixu: Right under your nose.

Yan Ruyu: "......"

looked at Taixu, who was bowing down to her, and said in surprise: "Could it be that your true identity is actually the power of the Eight Desolations?"

Taixu: What are you thinking, I'm not the power of the Eight Desolations. You take a good look at the lotus pond, by the way, try attacking the lotus pond with the eight-character mantra.

Yan Ruyu's eyes fell on the lotus pond, when she refined the eight-character mantra, those Buddhist disciples had disappeared, and the previous dilapidated scene had been restored here, but what was the difference, it was difficult to hide a sense of vitality.

She pondered for a while, spit out the eight-character mantra, and attacked towards the lotus pond.

The lotus pond immediately split apart, exposing a huge opening, and even the stone slab on the other side that connected it quickly cracked.

Too Void: Don't keep your hands and use your maximum strength.

Yan Ruyu noticed the anticipation of its words, but she didn't take it to heart, and attacked the bottom of the lotus pond again.

Boom Boom

The lotus pond swayed incessantly, and the brilliant light overflowed through the cracks in the dry soil, which was extremely beautiful.

The lotus platform where Yan Ruyu was sitting suddenly clicked and cracked, and the gravel fell down one after another.

She gave a high-five, flew into the air, and watched the changes in the lotus pond.

Is the power of the Eight Desolations down there? Even the noble Upper Realm people like the Red Devil and Chu Yunkong have gone through a lot of hardships to find it through the chaos belt for it.

Thinking of this, Yan Ruyu's heart also rose, and there was a faint expectation.

Since both the Red Devil and Chu Yunkong wanted to obtain the power of the Eight Desolations, then this physics should also be available to Chu Xun. If he uses this thing, not to mention that it is a real sweep in the lower realm, even if he returns to the upper realm, he will be able to soar into the sky.

You must get it, Yan Ruyu said in her heart.

She raised her hand, and the spiritual power in her palm was dense.

The eyes are cold, flowing along the tendons.

Yan Ruyu sighed lightly, but found that the spiritual power in his palm had changed, and the shadow of purple lightning flashed faintly.

It seemed that there had only been a slight change, but Yan Ruyu felt that the power of the palm was several times stronger than when she was not blessed by the cool air in her eyes.

"Sacrifice!"

punched towards the lotus pond, but the fist shadow didn't have time to flash, and it had already hit the bottom of the lotus pond.

Bang!

The dust was noisy, and Yan Ruyu only saw the faint and huge mysterious power coming out of the ground, which caused a violent wind.

She swayed from side to side in the wind, and one turned and retreated far away, staring at the lotus pond closely.

The lotus pond is no longer a pool, it is like a place of bondage, a seal, and now, the trapped things in the ground have broken free from the shackles, and the lotus pond is no longer so strong, as early as when Yan Ruyu has not retreated, it has turned into flying ashes.

And the lotus platform where Yan Ruyu was originally staying has naturally become ashes in the storm.

"The power of the Eight Desolations. Yan Ruyu muttered.

The spiritual power of the terrifying qi machine poured into each other, attacking each other without distinguishing between friend and foe, primary and secondary, and comparable, but they could not be separated from each other emerging from the ground, like giant dragons.

The moment the spiritual power around him appeared, he rushed to that side in a chaotic manner, as if he had seen home, and wanted to return home.

But in Yan Ruyu's opinion, it was the power of the Eight Desolations that was absorbing these spiritual powers and making it grow stronger.

Even the chaotic power in its body was faintly uneasy, pulling to break out of its body.

Yan Ruyu subconsciously recited the scriptures, and the eight-character mantra was present, surrounding her, protecting her, and the chaotic power in her body slowly calmed down, but there were still some ripples that were hooked.

Now that the power of the Eight Desolations has appeared, how can we get it?

Yan Ruyu looked at Taixu.

Taixu hid in the purple lotus: Don't ask me this question, I can't help you with anything next, as a destined person, you must have a way to get it.

Yan Ruyu: "......"

This guy, I'll settle accounts with it later!

Yan Ruyu held the purple lotus and walked towards the power of the Eight Desolations, giving birth to a lotus step by step, supporting her and protecting her in it.

The power of the Eight Desolations is still spiritual, and it is a transparent mass, but its power is terrifying. Even if it didn't make any big waves, even if it seemed harmless, but with long eyes, you know that it is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Otherwise, why can't you even penetrate your divine sense?

Yan Ruyu pursed her lips, stretched out her hand, and held it weakly.

What she started was as cool as ice water on the snowfield, and it was the same as the cool air in her eyes. Before I could feel it, the cold suddenly became hot again.

With a light snort, Yan Ruyu stepped back, looking at the palm of his hand, it was burned so badly that blood flowed out at once, and the blood was burned black by the heat, which was very miserable.

The spiritual power was first-class in the palm of the hand, and the wound gradually recovered, but the black mark was haunting, and it took a long time before it slowly disappeared.

Yan Ruyu never dared to underestimate the power of the Eight Desolations, and knew that it couldn't be easy, but she didn't expect it to be so difficult, and if she touched it, she was already injured.

She exhaled deeply, originally thinking that she could borrow the Dao weapon to store the elixir to collect the power of the Eight Desolations, but now this abacus has failed. Her hands couldn't help the heat, and the Dao weapon couldn't be subdued, just afraid that it would melt if she touched it.

It seems that ordinary means can't subdue the power of the Eight Desolations.

"Is the power of the Eight Desolations a thing of Buddhism?" asked Yan Ruyu.

Taixu paused: No, on the contrary, Buddhism has also been stained with many benefits of the power of the Eight Desolations.

Yan Ruyu twisted her eyebrows, she originally thought that if the power of the Eight Desolations was a thing of Buddhism, she could not use Buddhism to start the effect. However, the power of the Eight Desolations can be used by Buddhism, and the eight-character mantra can still be tried.

As he spoke, he had already formed a word in his hand, and he grabbed it towards the power of the Eight Desolations.

The power of the Eight Desolations is still like flowing water across her palm, the cold is gone, the burning is not visible, this problem is solved, but now there is another problem, she wants to subdue the power of the Eight Desolations.

It's one thing to just be able not to be hurt by it, but it's another thing to be subdued.

Do you want to be in your body like a fire?

Yan Ruyu hesitated a little, the power of the Eight Desolations was really unbearable, and she knew that she was injured just by touching it. But now there is no other way.

She touched her hand to the power of the Eight Desolations again, pondering how to subdue it.

"Take your hand away, the power of the Eight Desolations is mine!" Chu Yunkong's voice flew from outside the sky, and he saw a small figure getting bigger and bigger, and soon he was not far away, and he attacked Yan Ruyu with a shot.

He flew here using immortal power, and now this offensive naturally uses immortal power.

Yan Ruyu's eyes lit up, and Cui Yi flashed in her eyes.

The purple lotus in his hand shook lightly, forming a defensive state.