After entering the colorless stream, Jiang Fan found that he was like entering a container, surrounded by pressure, "Damn, such a lot of pressure!" Jiang Fan hurriedly started the protection of Dinghaizhu, and suddenly found that the protection of Dinghaizhu was useless!

"Uh, what's going on? Dinghaizhu protection has failed! Jiang Fan was shocked.

Suddenly, there was a click in the sky, and a purple thunderbolt fell, Jiang Fan hurriedly dodged, and then the wind rose. Whining! The wind was like a knife, Jiang Fan's clothes were shattered in an instant, and the wind could easily tear Jiang Fan's clothes apart, and the skin on his body began to crack.

Jiang Fan felt the pain in his heart, and couldn't help but scold: "Damn, Lao Tzu was fooled!" It's a terrible place! ”

Then another purple lightning bolt struck, Jiang Fan was hit by purple lightning, and he immediately fell to the ground, emitting a scorching smell on his body. Jiang Fan, whose face was black, immediately crawled over, he wanted to fly out of this colorless stream, but as soon as he flew up dozens of meters high, a purple lightning clicked down, and Jiang Fan was shot down.

Call! A fire suddenly broke out underground, and Jiang Fan hurriedly jumped up, "Uh, this is to roast me!" Jiang Fan exclaimed.

This colorless stream was lightning strikes, lightning, and wind and fire, Jiang Fan was suddenly anxious, and the skin on his body was taken off, revealing blood-red muscles.

"It's over, this time I'm going to be killed by this guy! If you knew the road, you wouldn't have entered this colorless stream! Jiang Fan secretly regretted it.

Jiang Fan immediately mobilized the golden rune balls of the Talisman World Realm to protect his body, but those golden talismans couldn't resist the attacks of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning in the colorless stream, and gradually Jiang Fan was almost desperate! His body was in tatters, with bones showing in some places.

Sun Wukong, who was above the colorless stream, looked at the miserable Jiang Fan, shook his head and sighed: "Hey, Brother Jiang, this colorless stream is even more terrible than my grandson's alchemy furnace in Laojun!" I hope you can resist the experience of the four elements of wind, fire, thunder and lightning in the colorless stream! ”

Jiang Fan dodged everywhere in the colorless stream, but still could not avoid the attacks of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, and after more than half an hour, Jiang Fan was dying. At this time, his skin was open and his body smelled of burning, like a roasted pig.

"It's over, this time I'm going to die in this colorless stream! Ay! It's scarier than hell! Jiang Fan sighed weakly, his consciousness gradually became confused, and he fell to the ground without support.

Call! Red flames appeared on the ground, barbecuing at Jiang Fan's body, his body squeaked, his muscles were gradually melting, and in an instant, only a white bone remained.

Only the wick in the heart socket is still there, and the top of the head and the deputy spirit are eroded by wind, fire, thunder, and electricity, and they can't support it, and suddenly the lamp turns on, emitting a dazzling light, and where the light shines, wind, fire, thunder, and electricity can't be eroded.

In a daze, Jiang Fan saw the old monk in the dream, "Boy, don't sleep, get up quickly!" My lamp won't last long, and if you keep falling asleep like this, you're dead! The old monk shouted.

Jiang Fan's consciousness woke up, "Uh, old monk, it's you, what's wrong with me?" Asleep? Jiang Fan said in surprise.

"Boy, you're in danger right now, your body has been ruined! If you don't resist the wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, you will turn to ashes! The old monk said solemnly.

"Oh, the wind, the fire, the thunder, and the lightning are too powerful! I can't bear it! Jiang Fan said helplessly.

"Boy, listen well, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, you should not live in color, you should not live in the sound, fragrance and touch the Dharma to give birth to the heart, you should live without a heart, if the heart has a dwelling, it is not a dwelling, and all the phases are not phases. That's all the old man can do, it's all up to you to comprehend, if you can comprehend, you will be reborn as the immortal body of Vajra, if you can't comprehend, it will disappear! Be careful! With a flash of light, the old monk disappeared.

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and you should not live in color... What do these mean? Jiang Fan's divine sense was thinking hard.

I don't know how long it took to pass, the lamp in Jiang Fan's heart gradually dimmed, the light became weaker and weaker, and the wind, fire, thunder, and electricity of the colorless stream were gradually eroding the light.

In the solemn treasure hall, Rulai was sitting on the lotus platform, he saw Jiang Fan's situation, Rulai frowned and said, "Eh, can't Jiang Fan stand it!" The lights are getting weaker and weaker! ”

"Buddha, this is all a good thing you have done, you just tricked Jiang Fan into cultivating in the colorless stream, if he dies, my grandson will curse!" Sun Wukong scratched his ears and cheeks.

"You monkey head, didn't I do it for his good, didn't you refine it in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun for seven hundred and forty-nine days before refining into a fiery eye and an incorruptible body of King Kong! If Jiang Fan can resist the colorless stream for a hundred days, then his physical body will be reborn and become the immortal body of King Kong, and he can also open the Heavenly Eye, which is one level higher than your fiery eyes and King Kong's incorruptible body! Rulai smiled.

"It's good, I'm afraid he won't be able to resist! The wind of the colorless stream is the wind of destruction, the fire is the fire of silence, the thunder is the thunder of destroying the soul, and the electricity is the purple lightning of destroying the soul, all of which are unbearable for Da Luo Jin Xian, can he withstand it in the later stage of a mere immortal talisman! You're experimenting with him! Sun Wukong shook his head and said.

"Well, to be honest, I don't know if Lu Dao can bear it, but for the future of the fairy world and the Buddha world, we have to do this! I hope he succeeds! Rulai shook his head and closed his eyes.

"Hmph, you said it lightly, why don't you let that birdman from the Golden-winged Roc go to the colorless stream to try! Maybe he's become the Immortal Bird of Vajra! Sun Wukong crossed his hands in front of his chest and said unhappily.

"Hehe, you monkey head, how can the golden-winged Dapeng withstand the wind, fire, thunder, and lightning of the colorless stream! I know that I want you to go in and try it! Rulai laughed.

"Uh, my grandson doesn't dare to enter, you still let my crooked Tang monk master go! Maybe he chirped a few crooked words at the wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, and scared them all away! Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"You monkey head, Tang Seng just said a few more words to you, if you let him enter the colorless stream, wouldn't it kill him!" Rulai shook his head.

"Wukong, how can you be so rude to the Buddha!" With a flash of golden light, a Buddha in a robe entered the majestic hall.

"Master, why did you come back? Don't stay in the stupa for a few more days! Sun Wukong was surprised.

"You monkey, don't you think it's a teacher, it's for your good, I think at the beginning, you were pressed by the Buddha under the Five Elements Mountain, you didn't have to eat, you didn't have to drink, if I didn't accept you as a disciple, how could you have the title of fighting the Holy Buddha today!" Tang Seng went to Sun Wukong's side.

"Oh, master, are you annoyed, you always talk about the past! My ears are calloused! Sun Wukong hurriedly covered his ears and said.

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