What a way of endless darkness, I use the compassion of Buddhism to purify all sentient beings, and the eternal night of mercy. At this moment, Dai Junchou uses the purple pupil as the medium, with truth, goodness and beauty as the quality, and creates a never-extinguishing navigation lamp in the boundless darkness of the soul control, guiding the direction of the lost, and at the end of the channel, it is the end of darkness, leading to the hole of light.

Recorded in the secret book of the Gu Gate, Eternal Night Cihang brings hope and light to those who have sunk in nightmares, and it is precisely because of this that the self-hypnotism of the soul control envoy is self-defeating. And under the control of the purple pupil soul dementor, the soul control envoy quickly untied the illusion that bound everyone, the six senses returned to the body, and the soldiers of the coalition army struggled to stand up one by one, although they still had a blank look on their faces, but they were unharmed.

"Why didn't you kill me?" The Soul Control Envoy was so weak after unlocking the illusion that Kaede had to lie on his stomach to hear the vague words. The stronger the illusion, the greater the consumption of the caster. The soul control envoy once controlled the six senses of dozens of people, and almost all his spiritual power was overdrawn, if it were not for the hard support of the Buddhist spiritual consciousness of the eternal night of the king's fundraising, the soul control envoy would have already turned into a flesh and blood puppet, immortal and immortal.

"Your cultivation has been abolished, why should I kill a person with a dead heart?" Kaede no longer looked at the depressed Soul Control Envoy, "Let's go." However, he hadn't gone far before he heard the screams of the Soul Control Envoy, and Dai Jun turned back sharply, only to see the unwilling eyes of the Soul Control Envoy.

"In the Gate of Death, there is no reason for the loser to live." The Divine Sword made Xiao Shuang shatter the sternum of the Soul Control Envoy with one palm, sending him to Elysium. "As for you, you're just the next loser." I don't know when, the sword envoy returned to his own battlefield, and he looked forward to fighting with the Daijun for a long time.

"Let's go with the knife." The cracked sea of Xiaoshuang splashed ink directly at the heart of Jun Chip, and there was quite a kind of contemptuous and self-respecting style.

"Your opponent is me, make no mistake." Dai Junchou only felt that there was a majestic righteousness around him, although he was upright, he was by no means domineering, which was the nature of Liuyao. It turned out that it was Doumu Hedgehog who saw the crisis in charge and rushed to the rescue as soon as possible. King Kong came into the world, not angry and self-assured. Doumu Hedgehog has already understood the red dust and obtained his own true appearance, so all the laws and ten thousand phases, all the phases are not the phase, and all the qiē are my phase. "The guy on the other side, take it." Doumu Hedgehog folded his hands, his face had a solemn appearance, and with a punch, the momentum of the Bafang ** seemed to be mobilized by him, and the people around him couldn't breathe.

And Xiao Shuang was at the center of this huge pressure, and the pressure he was under was naturally much higher than that of others, even if he was arrogant, he would never dare to face the power of King Kong. The Split Sea Splashing Ink Knife barely came over to block the fist of the wooden hedgehog, and the whole person was like a flying dead leaf, swaying towards the distance.

"Where to go!" Doumu Hedgehog was preparing to pursue, but found that there was an astonishing momentum in front of him, I am afraid that Xiao Yuhe, the main owner of the Death Gate, had arrived. He didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, so he put himself on the defensive, and without seeing how to move, he protected all the hundreds of coalition disciples behind him.

"The dignified King Kong heir, why bother with my Divine Sword Envoy of the Death Gate. If your skills are itchy, it is better to learn from the old man. Xiao Yuhe's voice was deep and clear, and it spread to every corner of the battlefield with the support of strong internal force. Those with low martial arts were even shocked by this strong internal force and their legs were numb, dizzy, and sure enough, they had the demeanor of a master, and Xiao Yuhe's strength was immeasurable.

This guy is really strong. Dai Junchou swallowed a mouthful of saliva quietly, I am afraid that only the lightning marten Liu Litong that he encountered back then can match him, and I don't know if the Doumu Hedgehog who has thoroughly understood Hongchen is his opponent. Dai Junchou was still considering the strength of the two sides, when he heard Doumu Ji say in a deep voice: "The Lord withdraws in advance, and I am here." After speaking, he took a big step forward, and everyone only felt that the body of the fighting wood was getting higher and higher, and before they knew it, they had stood between the heavens and the earth, and the people on the battlefield were just ants, how could they compete with the gods?

"Oh Buddha scolds the ancestors, only I respect, a good Buddha came to the world." Xiao Yuhe broke this phase of the heavenly opportunity, and his own momentum grew higher and higher, and in the blink of an eye, he was on a par with Doumu Hedgehog, "But although you are strong, you are still the disciple of my Great Black Heavenly God after all." "Tibetan Buddhism believes that the Great Black Heaven is the wrath of the Buddha Virujana (or Great Ri Nyorai) when he subdues demons. Xiao Yuhe's implication is that no matter how you change your Doumu Hedgehog, you are not my opponent after all.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's take it." The sound of the fighting wood was like thunder, stepping on the sun and the moon, and in an instant, it was already in front of Xiao Yuhe's body, and he pushed it out with a flat palm, and he didn't see how it changed, but people couldn't avoid it no matter what. A palm to ask the heart, is there a shame in the heart?

"I uphold the will of the Great Black Heavenly God, purify all sentient beings to the Elysium, and have no regrets!" Xiao Yuhe was actually very familiar with the tricks of the fighting wooden hedgehog, and knew that he couldn't dodge this must-hit palm, so he simply took it with enough momentum, and a pair of fleshy palms intersected, and it was a sonorous sound.

The mud under the feet of the two could not withstand such a heavy pressure, and as the palms intersected, the sand and gravel and mud around them splashed everywhere, and the bodies of the two fell to a depth of one foot, and half of their calves had already sunk into the ground. And the more than ten meters with the two of them as the center were already empty, and the guy with a thin body could even be swept away by the stirring palm wind. This kind of contest is no longer a realm that ordinary people can bear, and only the incorruptible body of Doumu Hedgehog and Xiao Yuhe's Great Black Heaven Secret Method can parry.

The two of them intersected with one palm, secretly competing for internal strength, and the other hand was not idle, all of them used small grappling hands and other skills, hoping to take the lead. The kung fu of the Death Gate is changeable, Daheitian is the appearance of the six-armed god of war, this left hand is called by Xiao Yuhe like an eight-armed Nezha, full of shadows inside and out, but where is true and where is false, but it is difficult to distinguish. And Doumu Hedgehog does not have such a ability, he can only rely on a bodhicitta to judge the enemy first, and break the enemy later. Even if you have a variety of tricks, I will eat all over the world with one trick.

Xiao Yuhe was also more and more frightened, he thought that his martial arts had already crossed the southern Xinjiang, and he was looking at the world, but he didn't expect that the next King Kong under Dai Jun took advantage of the fighting between Dou Mu Ji and Xiao Yuhe, and Dai Jun gave three orders in a row. Tang Mengli took the last new force, which was a reserve composed of Shaolin disciples and Wudang swordsmen, and they would all be thrown into the battlefield. Jing Lao's medical team was broken into pieces, striving to save more lives. There is also Liu Jinlong, the head of the wind media, he is by Feng's side, and it also comes in handy at this time, he has to do his best to find the golden knife to drink blood, somehow, Feng suddenly felt bad, it is said that such a skill as drinking blood should never be trapped by anyone for a long time, is there something wrong?