When Jian Yixi looked at Tong Xuan, who was frowning in amazement, he also felt a little strange, "What is the crisis at this level?" ”

The Zen heart and the sword were stunned when they heard this, they glanced at each other, and they didn't say anything, but it was Tong Xuan's exclamation, "It is estimated that the ghost king is guarding the fourth layer of the mausoleum, hurry up!" The shadow of the ancient tomb we have seen, I am afraid that even the memory of the ghost king. ”

The corners of his mouth moved, my mother and the others were puzzled, but when they heard Tong Xuan's reminder, they did not express any doubts at all, nor did they refute it, and directly rushed to the entrance of the fifth layer of the mausoleum.

However, although he didn't say it, his eyes revealed doubts, "Ghost King, who is it?" ”

"What a smart woman, your intelligence is the same as that of the former master mother, and you can even guess that I am guarding here!" With Sen Ran's smirk, an afterimage quickly materialized, and his gaze swept over Tong Xuan and inadvertently filled with a touch of jealousy.

Then his gaze swept over Jian Yixi, Zen Wuchen, and my mother, and the latter three of them used their aura and were vigilantly guarded.

Tong Xuan's gaze paused on the afterimage that appeared at this moment, and his expression immediately became a little more profound, "He is worthy of being the servant of the most central part of the human demon, and he is worthy of the identity of your ghost king!" ”

"Have you guessed the identity of this king?" Having said that, the afterimage of the self-proclaimed king still asked curiously, "How did you find out?" ”

"It's easy!" Tong Xuan's rich sword qi surged around him, and he looked at the ghostly afterimage, and said in a deep voice: "It is determined that this place is the mausoleum of humans and demons, and by coincidence, those ancient tomb secret shadows appeared, so it is not difficult to deduce your identity." ”

"The human demon was born, this tomb has the scene of the fire of the Star Picking Tower, and you are the one who watched the entire Star Picking Tower on fire, loyal and brave, and the only servant who is willing to die with him."

He stepped out in one step, holding the Sen Ran Ghost Knife, and after the ghost body was condensed, it looked like a ghost yaksha, and then it looked at Tong Xuan, and said fiercely: "Walking into this place, there is no mercy for killing, and you know too much, let alone live!" ”

"I have one more question, apart from our wave, has anyone gone deep into the fifth layer of the mausoleum?" Asking softly, Tong Xuan stared at the ghost king's ghost eyes and said.

"Yes, I can get by, but smart people can't!" The ghost king smiled, the ghost eyes scattered green light, and the honest grimace was replaced by a somewhat dizzying hideous and sharp.

"If you extrapolate like this, you are on the verge of turning into a blood god, and you are about to succeed!" Tong Xuan knocked on the side, and suddenly came to an extremely shocking conclusion, with a wave of his sleeve robe, "Quickly solve him, the coffin on the ninth floor of Suzuki must not be moved, otherwise the consequences will be unbearable!" ”

When the words fell, a momentum that distorted space almost instantaneously permeated, directly enveloping the ghost king.

Bang! Bang!

The ghost aura was pervasive, and the yin aura was soaring, and the ghost king and Tong Xuan fought hard, causing the surrounding air to distort.

"Absorbing the qi of the ghost yin, it's been three thousand years, and you've really become the climate!" With a snort, Tong Xuan did not retreat but advanced, and the condensed sword marks on his fingertips directly slashed over, "Get out of the way quickly, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!" ”

"What a majestic aura!" The Ghost King grinned, looked at Ye Ting with a hideous gaze, and said coldly.

Although the sharp sword did not hurt him, he knew very well that the woman in front of him was by no means ordinary, and the soft sword in his hand was also very strange.

At the moment of the aura competition, the Qianqian woman on the other side had the upper hand, that is to say, if you fight hard for aura, the ghost king in front of her is definitely not her opponent.

In the distance, my mother and the other three people, who were also paying attention to the sharp sword, were also changing a little more at this moment, "This ghost king is very hot!" ”

Jian Yixi stared at this ghost king, and finally guessed from Tong Xuan's reminder, this so-called ghost king... In the past, he was a servant on the verge of being close. Endless years have passed, and his body and soul are probably buried here, so that he has a ghost qi and has achieved success in cultivation.

Fortunately, this guy still has the consciousness of life, if his memory is completely lost and he turns into a powerful ghost king, it will be really difficult to do, I am afraid that even if there are several high-ranking monks here today, it will be difficult to suppress it.

Tong Xuan's whole body was shrouded in luxury, but he saw Zen Xinwuchen nodding at her, and took a step in front of her, saying: "Amitabha, this ghost king has condensed the yin qi of the earth and has been bred for more than three thousand years, and it is not a moment to destroy it, you continue on the road, leave it to me here!" ”

At this point, Zen Xinwuchen paused slightly, but saw the ghost king's hideous face, and his eyes appeared with hideous bloodthirsty killing intent, and said, "Do you want to go over?" No way! All of you have penetrated the mystery of the mausoleum, then you can't go any deeper, let me die! ”

"Boom!"

When his voice fell, the blood-green ghost aura spread, turning into a powerful ghost wall storm, directly blocking the way of Tong Xuan and his party in one fell swoop.

The ghost aura is gloomy, and the hundred ghosts are nocturnal, whistling, crazy, and a powerful ghost coercion spreads from it.

"If you want to enter the fifth floor of the mausoleum, unless I die, don't think about it!" The ghost king opened his teeth and danced his claws, standing in the storm of the ghost wall, driving the ghost qi to surround him, and for a while the fourth layer of the mausoleum seemed to be the underworld.

Immediately after, the ghost king looked up to the sky and laughed, and once again enslaved the hundred ghosts to walk at night, only this time, those ghosts were terrifying, and what was even more amazing was... And the weird ability to devour the three souls and seven spirits?

Strange attack, ordinary monks are afraid that they will inevitably fall when they see it, and if they are hit head-on, they will inevitably die, and the original sound may not be able to win.

At this moment, even Tong Xuan, my mother, and Jian Yiyi, their faces changed slightly, and judging from the attack of the ghost king, it would be really difficult to clean up for a while.

"Amitabha, leave it to me here, you quickly go to the ninth-floor mausoleum to stop the birth of the blood demon!" The golden rainbow runs through all directions, Zen heart is dustless one step ahead, the powerful ghost is reflected in the pupils, he silently recites the Buddha mantra, his expression is solemn, "Leave it to me here, help him exceed!" ”

It is said that the ghost has an extraordinary origin, and his strength is indeed strong, but it is also a fool's dream to want to trap Tong Xuan and his party based on this.

"Maybe my Dharma is not very powerful against the evil demons, but at this time, I can deal with this ghost king." Zen heart dustless flicked the Zen staff, a face of compassion, full of Buddha light to protect the body, and when fighting, it seemed to be desperate Saburo.

"Gah!"

Zen hung upside down, Zen heart Wuchen suddenly clenched at this time, and the next moment, the space behind him suddenly cracked a gap, and faintly seemed to have a big Buddha, which was condensed by his Buddhist mantra with Buddhism.

"My Buddha is coming, and the great sun is coming!" In the rising Buddha light, the majestic Buddha Yuan was boiling, and immediately Zen Wuchen slapped it over, where did he get any mercy at this moment. "Take you away, and I will cast the Purifying Curse... Spend it over! ”

"Whew, it's enough to have him here, let's go!" Seeing that Zen Wuchen had the upper hand, Tong Xuan also nodded secretly, Fok ghost, this is the same truth since ancient times.

"Well, Zen Heart, be careful!" The sword shouted lightly, and the sword walked, following Tong Xuan and my mother.

In the next moment, seeing a group of three people entering the fifth place of the mausoleum, Zen Wuchen took a deep breath, and then slowly stretched out his palm, "The Buddha's light is shining, and the big day is like a mantra to purify the world!" ”

The domineering Buddha-colored rainbow penetrated, swaying and shrouding the gloomy ghostly aura, and then enlarged in the ghost king's pupils, and finally it was the Buddha's light swastika that restrained his body.

At the moment when the terrifying Buddha mantra came, the ghost king was completely empty, and two eerie ghost qi on his right arm were entangled and emerged, and then the majestic ghost qi sprayed from the palm of his hand, directly blasting towards the swastika Buddha mantra that bound him.

"Ghost King's Blood Shield!"

"Boom!"

When the strange blood-colored shield took shape, the domineering Buddha light also fell viciously, like a meteor falling from the sky, and suddenly the entire fourth layer of the mausoleum was directly distorted.

However, the shocking scene has just begun...

Thousands of Buddha lights bloomed, and thumb-sized 'swastika' Buddha mantras floated out, rushing towards the ghost king like moths to fire.

In the next moment, the blood-colored shield condensed around the Ghost King began to shake, gradually becoming dim from the initial dazzling, and finally rapidly becoming smaller, until it completely turned into a gloomy ghost and dissipated.

And when the ghost king's blood shield disappeared, the countless 'swastika' character Buddha mantras were also flying in the void, and finally shattered with a click, turning into a golden Buddha light in the sky.

"The Great Day is like a curse, cross!" The sword Zen purple gold staff was in his hand, and the Zen heart was dustless and silent, but he looked at the ghost king and said softly: "Kill the gods to maintain the Buddha, kill you to exceed, just to start over..."

The gloomy ghost aura around his body quickly weakened, the ghost king roared hideously, his brows furrowed, and he could vaguely perceive that although this Zen heart dustless Buddhism was not the pinnacle, it had the attributes to suppress him to death.

"Ahem, I have to kill you as soon as possible, and then go to the fifth floor of the mausoleum to block those three intruders." The ghost king sneered, and in the next moment, his virtual ghost body materialized, and the soles of his feet suddenly stomped and directly turned into blood-green ghost qi and shot out, enslaving the hundred ghosts mixed with the sound of ghosts crying, and overwhelmingly suppressed the Zen heart and dustless sword Zen Purple Gold Staff.

The bright light of the Buddha permeated the dustless body of the Zen heart, and in his body, the light of the Buddha was full of light, and the sound of countless Buddhist mantras continued to echo, and the Buddhas in the sky behind him appeared one by one, and finally merged perfectly with his physical body.

"Boom!"

A ghost and a monk, the two figures are crazy and staggered, the moves are fierce, the murderous aura is soaring, the fists are hard, and the thousands of ripples are rolled up for a long time.

And below that, the fourth layer of the mausoleum is a red cliff, and there is nothing left.

"This powerful ghost is really strong enough!" The sword Zen purple golden staff danced again, and the Zen heart spewed out a mouthful of golden blood, and he was faintly frightened in his heart, and he successively performed the forbidden techniques of the Buddhist family, which was a great load for him.

"Anyway, he's so difficult, so how strong will the edge of the ninth-layer mausoleum be?"

"Boom!"

The devil weeps monstrously, the Buddha's light shines, and it is another earth-shattering hard regret, a monk and a ghost two figures shot out backwards, scarred by each other, and it seems that the ghost king seems to be more embarrassed.

"Amitabha!" His breathing was a little heavy, and his Zen heart ran the sword Zen purple gold scepter without dust, staring at the ghost king with murderous intent in his eyes, and then he sighed lightly: "Time is pressing, it can only be like this!" ”

"Kill the precepts, protect all sentient beings, and the karmic results ** my body!" As he spoke, he stretched out his palm to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then silently recited the sentence 'Buddha Emperor', threw the sword Zen purple gold staff on both backs, and suddenly formed a Buddha seal with both hands.

"Whew!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the ghost also instantly mobilized the gloomy ghostly aura, the roar suddenly resounded, and the eyes stared coldly at the Zen heart without dust, which responded to all changes with the same.

The bright Buddha light swept away from the dustless eyebrows of the Zen heart, and the two Buddha seals on both hands turned into one, about a hundred feet of huge Buddha Emperor phantom.

Moreover, near the phantom of the Buddha Emperor, there seemed to be a faint trace of the sword and Zen purple golden staff, but this phantom was so real that it was unbelievable.

"The Buddha Emperor gave the Sword Zen Purple Gold Scepter to start his arduous path of cultivation, and a killing to increase a Buddha nature. Killing is to protect the Buddha, cutting karma and cutting karma! ”

The phantom of the Buddha Emperor approached the Zen heart without dust, holding the sword Zen purple gold scepter, the Buddha's eyes condensed slightly, and said softly: "Zen heart is dustless, open the killing ring!" ”

Monks practice Buddhism, Buddhas are compassionate and never kill, and each generation of Buddhas will have Dharma protectors to protect the safety of the Buddha world, and this kind of monks are allowed to kill. In other words, once a person who cultivates a Buddha kills and opens the precept of killing, his attack will be greatly improved.

Looking at the ghost king with the fluctuating blood and green ghost qi around him, Zen Heart Wuchen silently recited 'Amitabha Buddha', raised his hand and grabbed the sword Zen purple gold scepter and said, "It's time to finish!" ”

As the words fell, the Buddha's light around his body exploded, and the Buddha in the sky emerged from behind him, and at the same time, a divine aura instantly diffused, making the ghost king in the battle shocked, and couldn't help but cast his eyes on the sword Zen purple golden scepter.

At this moment, a wonderful sword mark emerged, a spinning and flying Zen staff shot out, Zen and the sword circled around the Zen heart without dust, and finally became one with each other, which also formed the sword Zen purple gold scepter.

In an instant, the sword soared into the sky, the Zen staff swirled, and the surrounding Buddha spirit qi soared rapidly, and at the same time, a Buddha light-turning storm appeared out of thin air, with the power to purify all evil, and instantly involved the ghost king.

The unwilling roar, this moment roared out of the ghost king's throat, but in just a blink of an eye, it turned into an unwilling scream, but saw the ghost king's body disappear in the center of the Buddha's light.

Then, the spinning sword Zen purple gold staff was stunned, the sword marks were everywhere, the Zen light rippled in all directions, and the gloomy ghost aura on the fourth layer of the entire mausoleum was completely purified. "Hurry to the fifth floor of the mausoleum as soon as possible..."

The frost and cold wind and fog were thick, the cave was dark and killing, and the road to the fifth floor of the mausoleum was constantly cloudy and windy, blowing Tong Xuan, my mother, and Jian Yixi, the three of them trembled.

Stepping intently, in the next moment, the three of them staggered at the entrance directly drilled into the fifth layer of the mausoleum!

The mausoleum on the fifth floor is like a cave that does not see the light of day, and you can't see your fingers...

The sword walked overnight, and my mother silently followed Tong Xuan's side, and the sword qi surrounding the three seemed to be like flames, illuminating this dark and long cave.