Thousands of years ago, Du Zhankui died with grievances and monstrous hatred.

After his death, he turned into a headless corpse demon, in a vain attempt to turn Leizhou into a ghost in the world, and wash his resentment in blood.

As a result, it was suppressed by the great masters of Buddhism in the north.

The resentment in his heart can be imagined.

Even if a thousand years have passed, the resentment emanating from his body actually has a special sense of Buddha's light!

I can't wait to slaughter the Buddha's light and then hurry up.

With the convergence of the Buddha's light, the black gas surging in the lake finally returned to calm.

In the black lake, the air of resentment is diffused, and under the peace and silence, there is endless ominous and terrifying.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

Seeing this, Huijue couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In fact, after listening to Du Zhankui's deeds, Huijue felt a little sorry for this person.

In a sense, Du Zhankui is really a true hero and hero.

He pleaded for the people's lives and dared to resist harsh government.

It's a pity that fate played tricks on him and made him fall to this point.

And Du Zhankui, his hatred is not so much hatred as hatred.

He hates heaven and earth.

Millennial reluctance to be free.

But I'm afraid that the person he hates the most is himself......

Huijue thought inexplicably.

Walking on the curved bridge, Kou Xun's pace slowed down.

The cold atmosphere on the curved bridge and all kinds of arrangements obviously made him very jealous and did not dare to be careless.

The Great Array itself is used to suppress the Headless Corpse Demon, and it is dangerous to imagine.

I'm afraid that if you are a little careless, once you get on the road, you will immediately die without a place to be buried.

Behind Kou Sui, everyone endured the invasion of the cold and evil qi and followed cautiously.

Staggering.

Descend from the Black Lake and walk along the winding bridge to the pavilion of the Tongue Pulling Hell.

A distance of ten or so steps.

But Kou Sui walked no less than twenty breaths.

When he walked to the pavilion of the Tongue Pulling Hell, he stopped again.

Then he condensed slightly, as if secretly condensing, then stretched out his hand to press his sword, and then took a stride into the pavilion.

The moment he walked into the pavilion, the dark and hazy gazebo seemed to swallow him.

Kou Sui's lonely figure suddenly disappeared into the pavilion.

And everyone standing in front of the pavilion could see clearly, after Kou Sui walked in, the pavilion was still dark and chaotic, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

What can be seen is only the resentment on the curved bridge, which keeps pouring into the pavilion, as if it is swallowed by the pavilion.

Kou Sui walked into the pavilion.

Although the situation was unknown, the people behind him did not stop too much, and almost followed the fish in a hurry.

Tongue pulling hell.

Buddhism and Taoism are recorded.

Those who stir up right and wrong, slander others, sow discord, flamboyant tongues, clever rhetoric, and lie and deceive others will all be put into hell and tortured by tongue pulling!

Everyone walked into the pavilion, and the scene in front of them suddenly turned around.

Then all kinds of scenes were transformed, and there were still black lakes and pavilions around them.

As far as the eye can see, it is a vast and barren world.

In this world, there is no heaven and no earth.

Heaven and earth are all huge pitch-black discs, as large as a radius of ten miles, and the top and bottom are separated by ten zhang!

It's like a millstone of heaven and earth!

The grinding disc is thick and mottled, exuding a dull and ancient atmosphere.

Everyone was in the grinding plate of heaven and earth, except for seeing the upper and lower grinding plates, the rest could only see the surging resentful black gas in the sky!

These resentful qi are raging and pervading the entire heaven and earth.

Even the breath of resentment surges, and they beat like a tidal wave!

And in the wave of resentment, the rolling black evil qi condensed into a roar of wild dragons.

Then many hazy figures rose from the black air.

They were all exactly the same, looking hideous and resentful, some bowed their heads and wept, some beat their chests with their hands, and some looked up to the sky and roared!

Each is crazy and twisted, and it is terrifying.

The figures incarnated by these black qi seemed to be the embodiment of Du Zhankui's thoughts.

The grinding disc of heaven and earth rotated, and the terrifying power poured down, constantly tempering the black qi in the grinding disc, and these thoughts in the black qi were crushed and dissipated.

All that could be heard was the endless roar and wail.

It seems that there are countless ghosts screaming, and people can't help but change color.

Coming to this heaven and earth millstone, the heavens and the earth are tumbling.

With the rotation of the huge disc in the sky, the terrifying invisible pressure crushed down inch by inch, like a stone mill twisting, crushing everything.

Everyone also had the feeling that their whole body was about to be crushed by the terrifying pressure of the grinding plate of heaven and earth.

Fortunately, all the martial arts masters present came to the Heaven and Earth Mill Plate, and they were all busy using the Inner Family Gang Qi to protect their bodies, protect their bodies, and resist the pouring force from the Heaven and Earth Mill Plate.

And that's not all.

In addition to the pressure of the grinding disc of heaven and earth, greater danger soon followed.

As if sensing the arrival of everyone, the rolling resentment in the grinding plate of heaven and earth suddenly surged towards everyone.

Woo!

The voice of the ghost crying sounded.

In the black air in the sky, hideous ghosts appeared one after another, and they rushed towards everyone.

"I hate it, I hate it!"

"Why! I'm not reconciled! What did I do wrong?!"

"It's all your fault! it's all your fault!"

In the shadow of longing ghosts, a piercing voice full of resentment sounded.

This voice seems to be like Du Zhankui's constant self-pity, grief and wail!

"Die!"

The ghosts wept, the wind howled, and the surging resentment seemed to want to kill everyone.

However, as soon as these ghosts and black qi surged in, Kou Sui snorted coldly and shouted,

"Red Owl Cavalry, kill!"

The sonorous words fell, and Kou Sui and many Ghost-faced Riders took action.

The sharp sword light, sword qi and spear light were all over the place, and the black qi and ghost shadows that rushed in were bombarded into flying ashes.

"Monk!Where are you going?!"

Kou Sui slashed out with his sword, slicing through a long gap in the surging resentful aura in front of him, and then he shouted at Hui Jue.

"Amitabha!"

Hui Jue's expression was straight, he recited a Buddha name, and then the golden Buddha light was released, and the resentment within the surrounding ten zhang was swept away!

At the same time, the Buddha's light rippled, turning into a golden road and spreading directly towards the front.

"Donors, little monk to open the way!"

Hui Jue said this, and he strode forward.

The bright Buddha light shone, and was hooked by the Buddha light, and the endless black qi around him surged, as if it had exploded all of a sudden, and frantically rushed towards the Buddha light.

In the light of the Buddha, the black air is dense, and all kinds of distorted ghosts appear.

"Hate!hate!~!"

"Kill!"

"Die!"

The mournful voice roared, and these ghosts seemed to rush towards the Buddha's light in desperation.