Huo Yuanzhen swooped towards Ding Buer's soul, he was not in the mood to experience the feeling of flying freely, he only knew that Ding Buer was unwilling to take the initiative to condense his body now, so he had to forcibly put a body on him, only in this way could the Five Elements Mountain bring harm to him.

Ding Buer's soul was also startled when he saw Huo Yuanzhen rushing over, this monk was so crazy that he actually wanted to use his body to forcibly absorb his soul, so that he didn't want to condense his body.

Once Huo Yuanzhen succeeds, then Huo Yuanzhen's body will be occupied by Ding Buer's soul, at least it will be a scene of separation, when the time comes, the volcano erupts up, and the Five Elements Mountain above will be pressed down, and Huo Yuanzhen in the middle, Ding Buer, will inevitably die.

Of course Ding Buer doesn't want this kind of thing to happen, the stinky monk wants to die, but Ding Buer hasn't lived enough.

So he turned around and wanted to escape, but unfortunately Huo Yuanzhen didn't give him this chance.

Ding Bu'er in the soul state has no entity, so his strength is also much, much worse, Huo Yuanzhen quickly approached Ding Bu'er, much faster than him.

Ding Buji fled with his life, so he planned to drill directly into the magma, because above his head, the Five Elements Mountain was already about to be pressed down, and there was nowhere to escape.

Once he drilled into the magma, Huo Yuanzhen would definitely have no way to catch him.

But Huo Yuanzhen didn't let it succeed, and when there was still a certain distance from Ding Buer, he raised it with one hand: "Star Absorbing Dafa!"

After reaching the imperial realm, Huo Yuanzhen's internal strength is very strong, and even when he has crossed over to the strongest time now, Ding Buer's soul state cannot resist Huo Yuanzhen's full strength.

Within the scope of the Star Absorbing Dafa, everything will be subjected to a huge pulling force, and Ding Buer's soul is not powerful. was actually caught directly by Huo Yuanzhen!

Ding Buji screamed: "No! Don't do it, we're all going to die!"

Huo Yuanzhen's face was sad and joyless: "Amitabha! If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!Ding Buer, you should be glad that you won't feel lonely on the road to Huangquan!"

Ding Buji's soul was absorbed into the past without the ability to resist, and now he can't talk about internal strength. The phantom directly entered Huo Yuanzhen's body.

Huo Yuanzhen did this, and there was no way to do it, only in this way was the only chance to control Ding Buji, although the cost was very high.

The volcano below finally erupted, and its fierce eyes shot up into the sky like an explosion, roaring straight into the sky!

At the same time, Huo Yuanzhen's Five Elements Mountain was also pressed down at this time, covering the sky and the sun. The sky above Tianshui Lake was covered.

Huo Yuanzhen's body stayed between the magma and the Five Elements Mountain.

His body didn't move, and Ding Buji's soul entered his body. Two people must fight for control of their bodies.

Ding Buji got Huo Yuanzhen's body. He must want to get out of the magma and fight for his life. And Huo Yuanzhen will definitely not be succeeded by it.

Ran Dongye and the others looked at Huo Yuanzhen in the sky with tears in their eyes, and they were speechless.

Regardless of whether the Five Elements Mountain can suppress the magma or not, Huo Yuanzhen must not be able to continue to live.

No one knew what the situation of the competition between Ding Buer and Huo Yuanzhen was, but they saw that the magma was like a devil from hell, engulfing Huo Yuanzhen's body with the fiery red of the sky.

Subsequently, the Five Elements Mountain fell with a bang, and the raging magma was pressed down by the mountain, and it was directly pressed back into Tianshui Lake, and an imminent human catastrophe ended in such a hurry.

And before the Five Elements Mountain fell, at the moment when Huo Yuanzhen's body was about to be engulfed, people saw Huo Yuanzhen turn around and look at this side with nostalgia.

There is no word, no time, only a glance back, but it is deeply and forever imprinted in the deepest part of everyone's heart!

It turned out that he was not so ruthless, it was not that he wanted to leave these people, but that he had to leave, which was an extremely helpless choice.

All the prosperity of the world, all the joys and sorrows of the world, whether it is the rolling red dust, or the emptiness of the Buddhist gate, all have become a passing cloud after this glance.

Life in the world, as fast as a river, Shaolin abbot one ring, short and glorious life, ended in this eye.

People don't know where he came from, and no one knows his past, but they can hear it in some legends, and they heard that in a certain year and month, there is a place called Shaomu Mountain, there is such a small temple, and there are three monks in the temple, and after their master died, a little monk called Yijie bravely took over the position of abbot.

Since that day, this nameless small temple has undergone earth-shaking changes, from a small temple with only three people, to the first Shaolin Temple in the world.

On the rivers and lakes, there will always be countless legends about the Shaolin abbot's first ring, and he has indeed made a grand cause that countless people are fascinated by.

There are talents in the country, and the first in the world a hundred years ago was reborn, but in the end it was pulled by the abbot of Shaolin, and the two died together in the volcano of Tianshui Lake.

The Shaolin disciples sat there neatly crossed, they no longer had internal strength, but this did not prevent them from chanting for their abbot.

It is a scripture of the past life, although the Shaolin Eight Tribes and the Eighteen Bronze People practice martial arts, but this period of the past life spell will still be.

The scriptures of Shaolin Temple are worn by the abbot, the abbot has studied Buddhism very thoroughly, and there are often fresh things in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but the Shaolin disciples never thought that they would one day, in this case, use the scriptures handed down by the abbot for the abbot himself.

Although they believed that even without their transcendence, the abbot would surely be able to follow the rainbow road above the sky, cross the Lethe River, and go to the other side, under the reflection of the fiery celestial red flower Manzhu Sahua, to the Western Elysium.

Buddhism is vast, but it is only fateful, the abbot was blessed by the Buddha to build a magical Shaolin Temple, between the world, there should be no one more qualified than him to go to Elysium.

One after another, the mantra of the past life was recited in the mouth of the Shaolin disciple, but it didn't sound very neat.

Yideng sat at the front of the line, lost his internal strength, and his voice was not so loud, and it sounded. Seems to be a little choked.

Behind him. The disciples of the eight Shaolin tribes and the eighteen bronze disciples sat in several rows. Everyone was chanting, but in reality, what were they reading? I don't know that much about myself.

"Nam no Amitabha Night, Dorthagata Night, Amili Dora Night, Amili Dora Dhami Dha Dhami Dharma, Ami Dora Dham Bhavi. ”

Halfway through the recitation of the mantra, I don't know who stopped first.

His voice was choked and he was hoarse and speechless.

When people are extremely sad, the whispered words are indeed unspeakable, this Shaolin disciple couldn't open after a pause, opened and closed his lips back and forth a few times, and finally couldn't help the huge sadness in his heart, and shouted: "Abbot!"

"Woo!"

The voice was heartbreaking. It's like a cuckoo crying blood!

As the only female disciple, Gandharpo couldn't stand such a sad atmosphere and was the first to cry.

The whole scene got out of control at this moment. These monks, who regarded life and death as nothing, now know. It turns out that they are still mortals. The feelings of mortals are still controlling their emotions, not because they really have solved life and death, but because they have not reached the real sadness.

Today, they know that death is still the same sorrow, and no one really knows whether Elysium exists.

Everyone, no one can escape the invasion of this great power of grief, the spell of the afterlife can no longer be spoken, and everyone weeps bitterly!

Almost all of the Shaolin disciples have no relatives, Shaolin Temple is their home, and the abbot of Yijie is their parents, and now that their parents are gone, do they still have hope?

And Ran Dongye and the others, who had been witnessing Huo Yuanzhen's figure disappearing into the Five Elements Mountain and magma, all fainted at this time, and their spiritual pillars had collapsed at this moment.

Those Central Plains martial arts people were also in tears, but they didn't expect the alliance leader to go like this, and they died with the white-haired blood demon, and disappeared between heaven and earth forever.

The head of a sect couldn't help but burst into tears: "God doesn't open your eyes! The abbot of the First Ring! Why did you just go there, and you were about to be pressed into the magma lake, isn't this a corpse without bones? Why don't you let me clean up your ashes, so that I can take them back to my children and grandchildren to tell me how they came to live in the future! You don't leave us with any thoughts!"

The Marble Mountains have fallen steadily, completely blocking Tianshui Lake, and only occasionally some magma gushes out from the gap at the foot of the mountain that is not yet fully stable, but it is becoming less and less.

The summit of Mt. Baektu is no longer flat, but directly elevated by thousands of feet.

Everything is a foregone conclusion, the volcano will not erupt again, Ding Buji will not be born again, and in the same way, the young abbot will disappear from people's vision forever.

The meteor-like appearance left the most glorious scene on this river and lake, and then disappeared like fireworks, leaving endless sadness to these people.

Above the sky, the dark clouds that had been suppressed showed no signs of receding.

Bursts of thunder rolled, although not as furious as the beginning, but equally terrifying.

Drops of water fell from the sky, and it was rain just now, and this is also rain.

But this is the real rain, it is the normal weather, could it be that after the Five Elements Mountain completely blocked the volcanic eruption, and Huo Yuanzhen completely cleaned up Ding Buer, even the celestial phenomena returned to normal?

People looked up and watched the torrential rain fall in the middle of winter.

Yilan stretched out his hand, and a pair of calloused hands trembled and raised.

"Rain! This is the real rain! The seven stars are over! Abbot! You have done it! God has seen it, it rains in the first month, and even this day and this day are crying!"

The heart-rending cry pale in the wind and rain, and was soon torn apart by the wind.

PS: It's a change today.,This chapter is written.,Hei Tu doesn't feel good.,I don't want to continue writing today.,But is this book over?Not yet.,Continue tomorrow.。