"Little monk, you are looking for death......

When the words of Zen Heart Wuchen fell, the person in the blood-colored robe covered with dazzling milky white cold light roared, and his face changed in an instant.

In an instant, when he shouted angrily, his figure moved, and he walked in front of Zen Wuchen.

Of course, he was also equal to Tong Xuan and the others, and his palms clenched between waves, and the milky white frost turned into a strange black mist.

It looked like a huge ice giant knife, and with a wave of his arm, the long knife seemed to tear through the space, mixed with a destructive air current, and immediately shot towards the Zen Heart Dustless Storm.

Under such a devastating force, Tong Xuan and the others' faces twitched, obviously preparing to retreat.

"Don't be nervous, don't use Dao Technique Defense, and hand it over to the poor monk immediately." Seeing this scene, the Zen heart was dustless and surrounded by Buddha light, and a low murmur was like thunder.

"Boom..."

At the end of the sky, the red waves were surging, mixed with the soft red gold Buddha light, and this moment swept in.

I saw that on the top of the head of the Zen heart without dust, the swastika seal of Buddha light gathered into a red gold bowl.

In an instant, he pressed the cover downward, enveloping the mist of resentful ghosts that swept in...

"Amitabha!"

"Swastika bowl seal?"

The bowl is the embodiment of practicing Buddhism, which is condensed by the dust-free Buddha spirit of Zen and can accommodate the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.

At this moment, the Zen heart stood proudly without dust, standing there, the Buddha around his body was steaming, the light was flashing, and at that moment he was like a Buddha, which made people unable to look at it directly.

Although he looks like an ordinary-looking person, he has been integrated into the light of the Buddha, which has changed his appearance...

His skin was sallow, as if he had a layer of red-gold paper, and he immediately clasped his hands together and muttered with low eyebrows, meaning to recite scriptures silently.

On its head, there is still a bowl formed by the gathering of Buddha seals, which is red gold.

The Buddha's light was fluttering, and wisps of Buddha qi fell one after another, guarding Qin Tian and the others below.

"What kind of Buddhism is this Zen heart dustless?" Everyone was surprised, even Miao Mi was the first time they saw it, and they couldn't help but be curious.

"I borrowed the Dharma from my previous life, although I can only perform it a few times, but it is enough..."Seeing this, Sun Yifei murmured softly, "Zen heart without dust is a great virtuous monk who has practiced for several lifetimes, and the fusion of Buddhism and his own body is destined to embark on a path of cultivating Buddhism that ordinary people can't imagine, but he can't be in love, so he can't ascend to the path of Bliss Buddhism." ”

At this moment, the sound of chanting came from the ears of Tong Xuan and the others, which also made their hearts tremble, and then they hardened one by one, carefully guarding against accidents.

After all, at this juncture, there is only one way to believe that Zen is dust-free...

"Bang..."

The milky white frost turned into a strange black mist that fell from the sky, and finally mixed with a destructive force, hitting the suspended bowl above Zen Xinwuchen's head, but just when they thought that the bowl made of the Buddha seal would be severely damaged, the strange long knife suddenly shattered and disappeared!

"Damn bastards..."

In the sky, the blood-clad Gaza figure roared in rage, and a look of anger appeared on his face.

Immediately after that, his body actually appeared a little illusory at this moment, he didn't expect that the enemy in front of him would actually weaken his offensive in this way...

"Amitabha, the nightmare illusion you have built will immediately be self-defeating!"

Zen heart dustless hands clasped the Buddha seal, and immediately in front of him solemnly, a Buddha light flew, and then a wisp of red-gold Buddha blood shot out along the fingertips.

This wisp of essence blood quickly swiped on its fingertips, quietly forming a strange blood-colored vein, which looked like a robe...

"Buddha's robe? How did you come to this lost Buddhism? ”

Seeing the red-gold blood talisman that seemed to be like a robe, the face of the ghost Buddha Venerable wearing a blood-colored robe changed greatly, and his face instantly became gloomy.

"Uh..."

Zen Xin Wuchen sighed lightly, ignored him, and with a finger, the red golden robe shot out, and finally slammed into the void in front of him.

In an instant, this space immediately fluctuated, and in the stunned eyes of Tong Xuan and the others, there was a 'bang', and the pitch-black mist completely dissipated, and it exploded.

At the moment when this strange mist exploded, Tong Xuan and the others suddenly felt that their heads were suddenly refreshed, or rather, a sense of dizziness came from the depths of their minds.

When I squinted my eyes, what came into my eyes was the entrance corridor leading to the second floor of the ancient temple, and the doorway was open, and from time to time there was milky white frost mixed with its black mist rushing out from inside...

These milky frosts mixed with their black haze fluttered all the way to the end of the sight.

"Finally the real thing?"

Seeing this familiar but unfamiliar scene, Tong Xuan, Jian Yixi, Nine-Tailed White Fox and others were also relieved.

At this time, I also woke up in a trance, as if I had slept for a long time.

"Meng Meng woke up?" Tong Xuan's face showed some joy, and he gently put me on the ground.

"What's going on? I'm not still in a dream, am I? I looked around curiously, rubbed my eyes, and pulled Tong Xuan's arm in surprise.

"I should have woken up..."Tong Xuan's painted sword eyebrows furrowed, and his eyes swept over me, and then sighed softly.

"The ghost magic enchantment illusion is broken, but the next thing is to deal with the ghost Buddha..."Zen Xin Wuchen looked around, a little frightened, and then slowly gathered his Buddha qi.

Hearing this, Jian Yixi, Miao Mi and the others immediately smiled, and they were also relieved in their hearts, after all, it was a gratifying thing to get rid of that damn ghost magic illusion.

"This is out of the ghost magic enchantment illusion built by the evil spirit, and I think the soul is light." Miao Mi shrugged.

Just when our group was a little relieved, Tong Yao on the side suddenly let out a low roar, and immediately saw that his face changed, and the dark and red air flow on Zhou's body surged, and she also began to struggle.

Then I saw a hurried voice sound, and said: "The Ghost Buddha Venerable is urging the Pure Lotus to resentful the evil ghost qi again, and it seems that he is trying to erode me again..."

Seeing this, Tong Xuan's face changed, saying that although Tong Xiaoyao was a puppet slave who had been eroded by the evil spirit, he was able to resist the control of the evil spirit with his super ghost qi and corpse energy.

However, Tong Xuan had experienced the horror of resentment and ghostly spirit, and it seemed to be a little difficult to erase the control of the ghost Buddha over Tong Xiaoyao...

Just when Tong Xuan was entangled, Miao Mi frowned, and immediately came to Tong Xuan's side, and suddenly murmured to him, giving him instructions.