Zhuoma condensed her mental power, and suddenly there was an inexplicable bloody terror in her heart, which was originally enough to urge the mountain to crack the stone, but she couldn't stop the fog and shadow, Zhuoma's legs were weak, and she fell to the ground, this unspeakable resentment she couldn't resist at all.

Seeing that Zhuoma was about to be shrouded in fog and shadow, he would be like Tian Songzi, but at this moment, the man next to her suddenly rushed forward and stopped in front of Zhuoma.

"No!" Zhuoma screamed, but in an instant, the man who had become no different from ordinary people, after being covered by the dark red mist, was already lifeless when he reappeared, but the strange thing was that he was not as stiff as the dead Tian Songzi, but it was very strange that he suddenly became a skinny skeleton.

In the whirring whistling, Zhuoma was in a hurry, and suddenly forgot the incomparably chilling bloody resentment on the fog shadow, and sent out his wish to protect the man with all his might, and his mental power was like a storm, blowing the fog shadow about to dissipate.

But in an instant, when she saw that the man was not dead, but only eliminated most of the body she had reshaped by absorbing the essence and blood of others with her mental power, Dolma's heart was relieved. This man was really as Chen Feng deduced, it was she who kept a wisp of life alive and then forcibly reborn with her mental power. But after all, Zhuoma doesn't understand the supreme supernatural power of "making something out of nothing", so he has to use his powerful mental power to gradually absorb the essence and blood of others, although the process is slow, it can also be effective, but the body is moldable, but the spirit is difficult to generate, but this shortcoming, but the man has escaped the blood wish, it is precisely because the man has no spirituality, so he is not afraid of the resentment of the fog shadow, he can't feel it at all.

This sudden change in mood made Dolma feel an irresistible blood-killing resentment again after the joy, and the two extreme emotional impacts, Dolma's gathered mental power instantly collapsed, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood in the agitation. How could she have imagined that there would be such a shocking resentment in the world, even if she was full of resentment against the living Buddha of Miribala, she had to find a way to do it.

Dolma passed out in a coma, but the man beside her, who looked like an ancient corpse, stubbornly guarded her side.

"Fatty." Chen Feng was also sighing at this scene, but he heard a strange and familiar cry in his ears again, but when he looked left and right, Wei Fei was still lying in his arms.

The fog shadow impact was fruitless several times, and it was fluttering, and it actually rushed towards the five-way demon subduing array of the five Baidu senior brothers. It seems that he has not yet started his senses, and he can't break through in Zhuoma and Xingyou, and he will turn back to Baidu at this moment.

In fact, in the eyes of everyone, it is uncertain whether this fog shadow is a blood wish, and even whether the blood wish really exists is a legend. It's just a legend that is really bloody and terrifying, and it can't be ignored, plus what kind of resentment and killing emanating from the fog shadow is, people have to treat it seriously.

These were also Baidu's thoughts, so when he saw the fog shadow returning to the five-way demon array, he was overjoyed, and he didn't notice the color on the dark red fog shadow, and after rushing past the men of Tian Songzi and Zhuoma, it had become closer to the color of blood.

Baidu gave a slight forehead to the other four brothers, and the four of them understood, held the terrain tightly, dodged a gap, just enough to let the fog shadow break through, and then immediately closed the circle, chanting and chanting.

But no one thought that as soon as the fog shadow entered the five-way demon subduing array, the five Baidu brothers suddenly stopped when they heard the ridiculous voice, but the fog shadow shrank and shrank, and immediately if there was substance, it was almost condensed into a ball.

"Poor Industry Induction Essence Realm!" Baidu recited urgently, this is the Great Compassion Bodhisattva vows of the Three Buddhas of the Ten Directions, and it is also the mantra of his lifelong penance. This mantra contains the power and merits of Amitabha Buddha, which can be felt and communicated with Amitabha Buddha, and can condense the lifelong strength of the Buddha's grace.

Baidu's whole life has been in the realization of blood wishes, and he knows best the consequences when the fog shadow transforms into a human form. But at this moment, when Baidu's seven-character spell of "Poor Industry Induction Essence Realm Total" came out, he was immediately thrown up by a huge force, and he didn't wake up.

Xingyou secretly mentioned all the innate vitality, the innate vitality is the driving force to maintain the original spirit, under the full extraction of this full force, the original spirit immediately seems to be nothing, and the magic power that can save more emergencies cannot be used. He was also shocked, as soon as the fog shadow entered the five-way demon subduing array of the five brothers of Baidu's senior brothers, he didn't know how to spin, except for Baidu shouting a great mercy mantra of the three Buddhas of the ten directions, the other four people were like pine nuts in the sky, and immediately flew down stiffly, and the dark red fog shadow had already appeared on the mouth and nose.

"Liuding Liujia, Yin and Yang!" Xingyou's innate true qi was finally released, and the power of almost pure yang surged out, the so-called pure yang, which is the realm of two or three one, which is what Taoists say.

This power comparable to the true self nature really made the fog shadow blocked, but during the pause, there was a faint sound of "haha" full of resentment and smug laughter, and the fog shadow was distorted into a red light and rushed straight away.

Xingyou spit out a mouthful of blood, this duel he used his vitality so with all his might, it was a taboo in cultivation, if it wasn't for the fact that the original god still had a little bit of wisdom, it would have been occupied by the incomparable blood killing in the fog shadow, in fact, this was his careless negligence, with his realm, there are many mysterious magical powers that can temporarily prevent or avoid the fog shadow, but the cultivators have always focused on the vitality, thinking that the vitality is the foundation of the original god, but they don't know that between heaven and earth, only those mysterious and mysterious mystical realms are the foundation of the universe.

A long howl sounded in everyone's ears, the difference was that this whistle was not faintly from the illusory ethereal, but really floating in the ears, and the fog shadow that had been formed on the mouth, nose, hands and feet was still rushing towards the walk. Xingyou sighed, his hands changed, he was ready to give up his body to protect the Yuan Shen. It seems that if this blood wish is really resurrected, it will definitely be even more terrifying than the legend.

Suddenly, my heart beat faster, thumping and pounding a few times, as if I was in deep water, breathing rapidly...... Wei Fei opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was a smiling face full of childishness, which was the little living Buddha of Miribala.

"What happened? What about Chen Feng? …… Ah, you saved me? Wei Fei looked at Miribala's cute little bald head, and suddenly remembered what happened before, although he didn't know the specifics, but he could always guess that Zhuoma secretly attacked him.

"It's not him, it's me who saved you." A voice rang out.

Wei Fei was taken aback, only to find that there was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man beside him. But for some reason, it was precisely because of his ordinariness that Wei Fei vaguely remembered that he seemed to have seen him somewhere.

"You...... I...... He ......, "Wei Fei's mind is a little blurry, pointing at the middle-aged man and then at Miribala.

The middle-aged man smiled, "He's just an illusion, it's just a little spiritual imprint he left on you." ”

"Coo...... "Goo-goo It took a long time to take a look around. I saw that there were mountains overlapping in the distance in the clouds and mist, the pavilions and pavilions appeared and disappeared from time to time, the air was filled with a peculiar fragrance, and it smelled particularly calming and calming.