The severed wrists and ankles are far from over.

Then, the joints of the hands and feet were also cut little by little, slowly.

Finally, it is the part where the arms, thighs and body are connected, and the waves of severe pain stimulate them to almost lose their minds, and they want to cry out in pain and beg for mercy, but they are frozen in shape and unable to move the slightest.

With a light snort, Lin Yang withdrew from the Sword Heart Hell, and in an instant, the severed limbs and broken arms that solidified in the air fell to the sand together, and at the same time, streams of blood spurted out, dyeing the yellow sand dark red, and a personal stick couldn't help but roll on the sand under the stimulation of severe pain, making the wound stained with yellow sand.

Having no interest in listening to wails or foul language, he closed his ears and closed his hearing.

Coming to the only young horse bandit who didn't speak foul words just now and still had his legs, ignoring the other party's frightened and resentful eyes, Lin Yang looked down at him condescendingly, and said indifferently: "Tell Ze Luoju, I will wait for him in Yuhai for ten days, and let him come and lead him to die." ”

The young horse bandit's resentment against him promised that he would relay his words to Zeluoju and seize this rare opportunity to take revenge on himself.

"Enjoy the remaining half of your life. ”

Letting go of the young horse bandits who had not been aware of their lives for a long time, Lin Yang looked at the many horse bandits who were still struggling, and carried the Nahai Sacred Heart Mantra to absorb the skills of the other party.

Among the horse bandits who wandered in the Western Regions, one was counted as one, and none of them were innocent, and Lin Yang didn't feel that he had gone too far. If he hadn't been looking for the Divine Palm Outline near the sea of fish this year, he would have killed the lair of those horse bandit leaders on location.

After absorbing the skills of a group of horse bandits, Lin Yang felt that his skills were fifty percent stronger than before, and he didn't kill more, leaving behind a waste man with more gas and less air intake, and rode a camel to the sea of fish slowly.

"With my current strength, urging the best treasure soldiers with all my strength can exert two percent of the power and last for a stick of incense, while urging the oracle cloak and the blink of an eye light year and the calamity at the same time can only last seven or eight minutes. ”

Lin Yang thought about it, and the giant of light, who had appeared for three minutes, suddenly felt that his endurance was too strong.

Less than an hour after he left, the horse bandits on the sand were powerless to roll, quietly waiting for death to come. And the vultures, which have been hovering in the sky for a long time, can't wait to rush down and start eating while it's hot.

The long pointed mouth pierced the abdomen of the body, biting the bloody intestines and pulling it out, and the severe pain made the horse bandit twitch violently like a return to the light, and the scene was so bloody that people couldn't bear to look at it directly.

Lin Yang, who had a little guess about everything, was holding a pot of spirits in his hand at the moment, and was happily singing a hometown song.

What a ghost legend~~

What a ghost~~

Only the heron eagle is singing in the gloom~~

The yellow sand skimmed over ~~

Walking in the endless vast galaxy~~

The passionate and high-spirited singing echoed in the desert with no people, and all this was reflected in the unwavering eyes of the great Asura Monnan, who was secretly peeping. He did not return to the Shura Temple after reining in his supernatural powers, and still wandered near the sea of fish, secretly investigating every suspicious person, but no one could find out.

Day and night are staggered~~

So enchanting and graceful~~

The years have wasted and the self~~

There are too many lost ahead~~

Persistence can be free and easy~~

When you get out of the darkness, you can be free and happy~~

The singing gradually faded away, and everything returned to its original silence, and the yellow sand in the sky remained unchanged for eternity.

......

On the north side of the quicksand set is a black-brown, gravel-covered hill, which gives people a paradoxical and terrifying feeling.

At the foot of the hill on the other side of the hill is a tree-lined oasis of life, where the nearby herders are grazing their livestock, and in the evening, they are driving their cattle and sheep home.

Xuan Bei took Meng Qi Zhenhui's two apprentices along the rugged mountain road to the top of the mountain to mourn the relatives who died that year, but when they arrived at the top of the mountain, they forgot to bring the incense and candles used for the sacrifice, and asked the two apprentices to go down the mountain to get them.

After the two left, Meng Qi was ready to leave his junior brother to fetch incense and candles, while he took the opportunity to escape from the Shaolin Temple, and waited for a few years before walking the rivers and lakes.

Just as he was about to walk to the outside of the set, Meng Qi suddenly saw countless flying sand rolling up on the other side of the Hanhai Sea, with a radius of hundreds of miles, full of flying sand and stones, rushing to the top of the small mountain.

The oasis at the foot of the mountain withered instantly, and the cattle and sheep herdsmen stood one by one dehydrated and stiffened, like dried corpses, and faintly black shadows emerged from their bodies and melted into the yellow sand.

The earth is dry and cracked, like a natural disaster.

The sand and gravel are like a wild dragon dancing, covering the sky and the sun, with the top of the mountain as the core, rolling up to the sky in a circle.

The terrible vision did not stop at the hills and the nearby oasis, but continued to spread for hundreds of miles, withering the whole land and draining the souls of all living beings.

This is the thirty-third on the list of places, the exterior of the crying old man in the nine heavens, and the eighteen beats of the unjust soul.

There is a deep hatred between him and Xuan Bei, and this time he got the news that Xuan Bei went to King Kong Temple, and he came to rob and kill.

Because Xuan Bei found out about the existence of the crying old man, he lied that he asked Meng Qi and the others to fetch incense and candles to find a chance for life, otherwise the two would have become one of the members of the unjust souls in the sky.

On the top of the mountain, there are illusory golden lotus flowers, and the golden light around Xuanbei is shrouded, and a hazy void scene appears behind him.

"May I swear to save all the hells and the sins and sufferings of the three evil realms in the world from now on, among hundreds of thousands of eons of eons. Leave hell, evil tastes, beasts, hungry ghosts, etc. If you are retribution for your sins, you will become a Buddha, and then I will become enlightened. ”

"Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha. All sentient beings are exhausted, and Bodhi is proven. ”

In the void, a bodhisattva with the same face as Xuan Bei was chanting.

The light of the Buddha shines, and the Zen resounds.

The ghosts and ghosts in the sky stagnated, wisps of black gas dissipated, the hideousness and resentment on their faces disappeared, and they disappeared peacefully from the sky.

The whistling wind and sand returned to calm, there was a solemn chanting at the foot of the mountain, the withered grass slowly turned green, the dried corpses of humans and animals were full of water, the skin was full, and the vague souls returned to the body, and the vitality reappeared.

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"The dead are resuscitated and brought back to life. What's the difference between this and immortals?" Meng Qi couldn't help but be stunned when he saw everything in front of him.

On the top of the mountain, the black qi Buddha light was staggered, and for a time it was indistinguishable from the middle of the uncle.

Seeing this, Meng Qi no longer thought about escaping, and was ready to return to the inn to find the little junior brother, and after sending Zhenhui to a safe place, he would find a way to get out and leave the Shaolin Temple.

As soon as he turned around, his pupils shrank.

A man in a black burqa, with a young face as if he was in his twenties or thirties, but with gray hair, stood quietly at the end of the street, looking at him wickedly.

The thirty-sixth on the list of people, the 'bald vulture' An Guoxie, is the apprentice grandson of the crying old man.

Meng Qi's heart flashed with the crying old man introduced by Xuan Bei on the top of the mountain not long ago.