Sen Luo's knife was plain, without a trace of dazzling light and shadow, and the knife was simply cut down, and it fell where there was nothing in front of him. The sword qi was like a breeze blowing wind chimes, accompanied by the sound of shakuhachi that came from nowhere. The sword light was as psychedelic as the moonlight reflected on the water, and spread out like mist. The white bone bodhisattva directly appeared a sharp crack on Yingluo.

The ghost monks surrounding the White Bone Bodhisattva fell to the ground silently, and until this time, the mantra chanted in their mouths still did not stop, but became more strange because their heads fell to the ground—not only the heads of people chanting, but also the blasphemous mantras pouring out of the sections of their necks. It was the scripture of the Heavenly Demons, but now it was shrouded in mist.

After the cracks appeared on the white bone bodhisattva's body, cracks also appeared on its jade-white bones, and the white bone bodhisattva also had no expression on the skeleton's face at all, but there was a change in the tone of its chanting mantra. "Broken you have no nameless troubles!" Sen Luo whispered, and the sword light suddenly flashed. Those ghost monks directly turned into green smoke, and the white bone bodhisattvas were also cut into countless bone scum.

This is not only to kill the flesh, but at the same time, the incomparably powerful sword intent with the power of infinite vajra shattered the "intent" of the white bone bodhisattva, and after this sword was slashed, even the iron-colored bones of Senluo seemed to become dull and faded, turning into a withered yellow. However, after the Guanyin Hall in front of him lost the White Bone Bodhisattva, it quickly turned into weathered and shattered wreckage, and Sen Luo clearly saw the situation behind the Guanyin Temple.

The hall of the Great Hung Treasure is made of white bones as pillars, skulls as walls, human skins as veils, and in the middle is not the Buddha, but two dancing skeletons. The two entangled skeletons are wearing crowns, holding Buddhist vessels, holding skull bowls in one hand, human skins around their waists, and large conch under their feet. Sen Luo's jawbone moved a few times, "Why did you enter the Demon Dao like this?" "The person in front of me is obviously the Tantric Dharma Protector Corpse Forest Master, how could he collude with the demons and monsters in front of him?

The skeletal warrior was silent, his long sword slowly falling, and he only paused for a moment before continuing to walk forward. The corpse forest lord in the Mahabita Treasure Hall did not react, it seemed to be a sculpture, but bursts of mana and divine power emanated from the two skeletons. Sen Luo let out a long sigh, and finally faced the two six-tall skeletons and golden bodies in front of him.

The skeletal warrior didn't speak, the two skeletons didn't make a sound, the two sides didn't need words to communicate, and the three skeleton faces looked at each other, and in the end they were just speechless. Sen Luo lifted the long knife, his steps were not smooth, the knife was slowly raised to his ear, the blade was upward, Sen Luo put on an upper stance, the tip of the knife pointed forward. The skeletal warrior gradually began to accumulate demonic energy, like a strong bow gradually being pulled apart.

And the Lord of the Corpse Forest was still silent, and even the fluctuations of mana and divine power had not changed, as silent as death. The meaning of purity and silence spread everywhere, and the original temple was reincarnated for thousands of years almost instantly, becoming a ruined ruin in the moonlight. In front of Sen Luo, the corpse forest lord dissipated without a trace, only the pure and silent mana shrouded the four fields and gradually dissipated with the moonlight.

Sen Luo straightened up, his skeletal face looking back at where he had come from—the two Taoist priests had left, and there were no demons or monsters here except for him, the "deceased". Before leaving, the Lord of the Corpse Forest had put all the demons and monsters in this place into "death", and until now Sen Luo didn't know what this one was here for? Maybe the gods and Buddhas really have any hope? However, isn't it true that the devil has descended at this time, and the whole world is covered by the devil's cloud?

If you want to save this world, why don't you go to the lower realm in person? But in the past, Sen Luo didn't find out, and now there is a Dharma Protector Deity, is this a good thing or a bad thing? The skeletal warrior didn't make any moves. Sen Luo once again took out the ten-character gun that was originally attached to his left arm, and he threw the spear, and the ten-character spear fell from the sky and sealed the entrance. The demonic qi in this space can no longer be dissipated, and although the pure and silent mana power is beginning to dissipate, it is not something that can be easily dissipated.

Sen Luo is not afraid because he is the dead, and it is not a good thing for the living to be swept away by this magic power.

Sealing the exit, Sen Luo knew very well that he had also imprisoned himself - he was afraid that it would be difficult for him to escape until the entire demonic energy dissipated. And the place where this demonic qi gushes out is the original Mahavira Treasure Hall, and it is where the original Buddha was. Sen Luo must use himself as a stopper, firmly plugging this gap, and use his sword intent to consume the magic in it, and one day he can completely cut off the passage here.

Sen Luo walked to the altar and looked at the hole that was bellowing black gas but was sealed by a cold death intent that was rapidly dissipating, and the skeletal samurai also sighed, pulled over a shabby futon and threw it up, and then sat cross-legged on the futon. The long knife was placed horizontally on Sen Luo's knee, and the skeletal warrior fell silent - he had to use all his energy to urge the sword intent to slash the monster and demon qi on the other side of the cave, and finally cut off the space in this place.

This was a very severe test for Sen Luo, it took him too much energy and demonic energy to kill the White Bone Bodhisattva with a knife in the front, and now he asked him to defend this breach immediately...... Maybe Senluo won't be able to recover for a long time, but what does it matter? "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" The skeletal warrior laughed, "What's more, just sitting here and killing enemies." ”

In the outside world, the two Taoist priests watched as the demon clouds in the sky gradually dissipated and faded, but the overlapping secret realm could no longer enter—an extremely fierce sword intent blocked the original entrance, not only could not enter, but also could not get out. The female Taoist priest was thoughtful, and the jewel in her hand also shone with colorful light again and again. "Let's go, junior sister. It seems that there is nothing to do here for the time being, if there is any change, I am afraid it is not something we can manage, so it is better to report to the master and they will decide. ”

The demon clouds in Chinese mainland are also gradually dissipating, and the big demons on each side or those cultivators do not want the demon world to reach out to the everlasting world, but the demon world is now greatly strengthened, and it is impossible to solve all the gates of the demon world at one time, but what can be suppressed still has to be suppressed.

And the dark demon clouds of this world are gradually concentrating, and at the same time, a news is circulating, "The demon knife that can cut through the two worlds and create a passage through the demon world is also a treasure that can fulfill all wishes..... "Many people have their own desires and embark on the road of pursuing the demon knife.