In this ghost realm, there is also a small pure land, although the ground is pale ashes paved and a few inches thick, but there is sunlight shining through the clouds on this place that is no more than three feet in circumference. There is a sense of purity and compassion here, and all the ghosts and resentful spirits who can come here have been liberated, washed away from their resentment and hatred, and then re-entered the cycle of reincarnation. In the center of this Pure Land sat a skeleton wrapped in robes with a long knife across its knees.

Sen Luo had been sitting there without saying a word for months, holding the scabbard in one hand and the other paw hanging from the ground. Since this Pure Land expanded from one zhang to three zhang, it has never continued to grow larger—this is also the limit of the Senluo Sword Realm. The Buddha land in the ghost domain can be regarded as the last place of redemption here. There are no ghosts who dare to attack this place - because there is no point, as long as you step into this pure land, you will immediately be cut off from resentment and forced to be sent into samsara for liberation.

And Senluo's iron-colored bones are getting deeper and deeper, "That anger is all mine, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell." "The samurai of the bones uses his own body to bear the resentment that fades when these evil spirits are freed, and this can be regarded as his practice. The samurai of the skeleton did this, and today he finally reacted - the ghost in the ghost domain was full of ghosts, and the sound of horses' hooves was heard when it rolled.

The mist formed by the ghost qi was washed away, and a war horse with many parts of its body rotting and revealing white bones appeared from the mist, and on the horse sat a ghost general. The ghost protected his face under the covering, his body was fully armored, and he held a long ghost-headed knife in his hand. This doesn't seem to be a Manchu general, and the armor on this one is a bit like the Ming army - but it may also be from the Great Shun Kingdom, and their armor is basically taken from the Ming army anyway.

The death of this ghost general is also clear - the front chest and back are transparent, and a guy with at least the size of a bowl pierces him, and the entire heart and half of the lungs are probably gone. But now that he's a ghost, it doesn't matter if it's transparent. The ghost general drove the horse to the Pure Land where Sen Luo was, and a pair of red eyes behind the cover looked at the skeleton warrior in the middle, only to see his left hand shake slightly, and the war horse snorted with a corrupt stench, and took a step forward.

The half-skeleton hooves stepped into the Pure Land, and immediately there was a puff of green smoke, and the rotten flesh also turned black and shrunk under the sun, it seemed that it was burned by the mana of Buddhism and the sun, and it sneered. The ghost snorted coldly—his voice was extremely hoarse, and he saw a gray and black aura rushing down directly from the horse's body, wrapping the horse's hooves, so that the mana and sunlight of this Buddhist sect were no longer useful.

With the sound of horses' hooves, this ghost general also entered this pure land, and the magic power of the Buddha Gate was ineffective against him at all - the resentment of this kind of ghoul was so strong that he could already move freely in broad daylight. Not just in broad daylight, they can even turn the day into a groggy ghost realm. Sen Luo, who was sitting upright, raised his skull slightly, and his face was facing the ghost general who was driving the war horse a little closer.

When the ghost general stepped into the distance of Senluo, he stopped the war horse, and then turned around directly, drove the war horse away quickly, and entered the ghost fog again. The sound of horses' hooves faded away, and finally seemed to disappear silently, and the ghost pawns who used to haunt the neighborhood and prevent those fierce ghosts from approaching the Pure Land also disappeared at once. Sen Luo lowered his head again, this time moving his body that he hadn't moved in months.

The skeleton's body slowly stood up, then half-crouched down, left leg bent and right leg kneeling, while the long knife was grasped by the left hand and rested on the left knee very casually. The beads that were originally placed on the left wrist also began to vibrate with each other, and bursts of low Sanskrit chanting came from between the beads. The ground began to shake slightly, and the dust on the ground covered with ashes was shaken and began to float. Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves like thunder came, and even the entire ghost fog began to conjure up grimaces and began to roar silently.

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves became louder and denser, and the earth shook faster and faster, the ashes suddenly exploded, and the ghost mist rushed directly into the pure land of Senluo like a living thing, and then turned into gray resentment in the ghost hiss that came out of thin air, and the ashes were entwined with the ashes, obscuring the sunlight cast by the sky. Sen Luo's vision was not affected by the ghost fog, so he could clearly see the ghost general who was galloping towards him.

This ghost will ride a galloping war horse, a sword in his right hand and a spear in his left hand, and his red eyes are staring at Sen Luo. The skeletal warrior also recited the scriptures softly, and was also prepared for a blow. The deceased's horse was far more terrifying than when he was alive, it did not consume physical strength, it was not afraid of the reflection of swords and guns, and the speed of running was even more astonishing, and even in terms of control, it was far easier to merge with the rider on horseback than when he was alive.

Although the distance between this skeleton warrior and the ghost general is still dozens of zhang, it is only a few breaths in terms of horse speed, and the ghost general is still accelerating, it seems that when he encounters the enemy, he just increases the horse speed to the highest, and uses horsepower to kill Sen Luo with a knife and a spear. And the samurai of the skeleton has also completed the preparations, the Buddha Yin Sanskrit chant has gradually turned into nothingness, and Sen Luo himself seems to have become nothing, just waiting for the sword.

This moment seemed like a hundred years long, and as the bell rang on the horse, the ghost-headed broadsword and spear that emitted a strange and sharp roar had already broken through the fog and came directly towards Senluo. The ferocity of this blow was like thunder, and perhaps such a blow would have been enough to win the head of a demon like Amakusa. In the same way, the sword light like a thunder dragon lit up, and the sword spear staggered away, and this flash directly swept away the ghost mist within a radius of a hundred zhang, and the eyes could not see.

Not only that, but the sharp sword intent and spear edge also destroyed the ghosts within a hundred zhang - if there were any, the fierce ghosts and unjust souls were destroyed at the same time, and all the stones within this hundred zhang were also turned into powder. When the flash disappeared, he saw that Na Senluo was still sitting cross-legged, and the long knife was already in the sheath. The sound of the tuk burst, and the war horse snorted, and slowly spun around with the ghost general above...... The sound of long breathing sounded, and "Nam Mu Ji Zao Bodhisattva ......" Sen Luo chanted in a low voice in a double tone.

In the midst of the chanting, one of the skeletal samurai's right arms turned into bone powder, and a little bit of golden light dissipated in this way, along with half of his ribs, and even the iron-colored skull also appeared cracks...... A hoarse voice sounded as if gold and iron were rubbing, "It's really a good knife technique.....