Chapter 303: Illusion as God

The living corpse warriors had already rushed in front of the monk and Bastia, and the hair on the little winged lion lying on the monk's shoulder had already exploded, and the monk spoke:

"The Buddha said that in the illusion world, all living beings are gods, and if you know that they are illusions, then you are gods, and here we can also say that they are gains. ”

The marquis chuckled and said to Hui Gang:

"These living corpses must be far away from us now. ”

As soon as these inexplicable words came out, the extremely intelligent little winged lion immediately stared at the female marquis who was talking there with the eyes of a fool, but then something even more magical happened, the boundless stone floor did not change, but the living corpse warriors who had rushed to the front were suddenly far away, and the two sides could hardly see each other clearly.

Hui Gang raised his palm and recited a Buddha name slightly, and suddenly, Morton had appeared in front of him, holding a steel staff in his hand, but his eyes were blank, and he suddenly saw that the monk and the female sword saint were already in front of him. Subconsciously waved the weapon in his hand to attack.

However, the whole body seemed to be firmly restrained by an invisible shackle, and he couldn't move at all, just a meaningless struggle there, and the monk looked at his disciple with a sad look on his face, and soon this sadness was replaced by anger.

"The soul has dissipated, but it is still here to drive the stump and severed arm to continue the fight, this kind of thing cannot be tolerated. ”

The monk slowly raised his left hand and put it on top of Moulton's head, but the blank eyes of the living corpse showed an extremely frightened expression on his face, desperately struggling to escape, but Hui Gang's hand was already on his forehead, and almost instantly, golden flames rose from the soles of the living corpse's feet.

Morton opened his mouth, his face completely distorted in pain, but Hui Gang didn't have any intention of letting go, and while muttering scriptures there, he could see the tangible golden light flowing down his arm into Moulton's body, and the flames burned slowly.

After the golden flames, there was not even a trace of ashes left, just burned to the head, the flames had already flooded Moulton's nose, and the godless eyes suddenly no longer twitched in pain, but became the original pupils, normal state, and the eyes were not painful

The eyes became very clear, there was no longer pain in it, just looked at the monk in front of him in a daze, which contained sadness, as well as some sadness when parting, but in the end it became a free and easy smile, winking at Huigang, and the flames immediately engulfed the entire head.

Everything turned into nothingness, and the monk slowly opened his hand, there was no ash in it, and looked at the living corpse warrior who was still rushing towards this side.

The monk sighed, put his hands together, formed a lotus seal, muttered the mantra of great compassion in his mouth, and overlived the soul, the lotus seal was in the martial arts of the previous life, which was originally a kind of tantric mudra, and was later adopted by various sects of Buddhism to cleanse the mind.

This time, Hui Gang did not shy away from Bastia beside him, the voice of the chanting in his mouth was sonorous and powerful, and every recitation burst out from the top of his head with a faint golden light, and then slid down the monk's body, and as he slid down, the golden light from a small star.

It turned into a shining aura, falling on the ground and quickly expanding in all directions, the speed of those living corpses was fast, but the spread speed of the aura on the ground was even faster, and when all the living corpse warriors came into contact with this, they all began to burn instantly.

Stagnant in place, wrapped in golden flames, quickly turning into nothingness, Bastia looked at the scene that appeared over there in horror, and in a trance, the marquis felt as if someone was there cheering and singing softly, faintly some points of light, flying towards the void.

The Ice and Snow Sword Saint knew that this was a fragment of the souls of those warriors, and this time he was finally liberated, and it didn't take much time, and there was already no one in front of him, only the confrontation with Barrant on the dome of the temple was far away, after Hui Gang finished reciting the incantation.

His face was full of anger, and he looked up at the somewhat dazed sacrifice Barente over there, and he didn't make any moves, and the distance between him and the temple suddenly became very close, and the distance in the middle had disappeared, and Barrant looked blank on it, and his current state was like those living corpses just now.

A few voices came out of his mouth mechanically:

"Accept God's punishment, you blasphemous sinners. ”

As soon as the words fell, Barrant slowly floated into the air, although the mid-air was quite bright, but Barent's surroundings seemed to be surrounded by something, it was pitch black, but the monk clearly looked at the sobriety inside, and Barent's limbs were completely open.

Gradually, the blackness was covered by the light, although the space was bright, but the Barente in mid-air was like a sun, in the sky without any sun, moon and stars, it was quite dazzling, and at the same time as the light emanated, the bluestone slab ground was already full of cracks, and the cracks slowly oozing hot magma.

The monk and the female swordmaster stood there, looking around coldly, the air was already about to boil, getting hotter and hotter, the little winged lion looked at the scene on the ground, just wanted to fly away quickly, but was imprisoned by the dark energy on the monk's body, and screamed anxiously.

Hui Gang said there flatly:

"In this kind of illusion, everyone is a god and can control everything. “

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding place that was about to become a magma hell suddenly began to change again, and the surroundings became the Shaolin Temple in the world where Huigang was located, surrounded by birds and flowers, in front of the Shaolin Gate, there were still a few sweeping monks there, Bastia glanced at the monk with some hesitation, and said there:

"Where is this?"

The monk did not answer directly, but respectfully folded his palms there, closed his eyes, calmed his mood, and said:

"There is a good thing about this kind of vision, which is that I can see some of the scenes in my dreams. ”

On the surrounding grass, there are even small animals such as rabbits running there, the little winged lion's fear just now is swept away, and he can't wait to go down to play, Huigang gently lifted the little winged lion's neck and pulled it down, and said there:

"Here, too, you can become stronger. ”

I don't know if the little winged lion understands it, after the monk finished speaking, he gently raised his wrist and threw the little lion up, as soon as the little winged lion left Huigang's palm, his body immediately became larger, and his wings also had this hairy appearance, turning into wide white feathered wings.

The body was originally white fluff, but it has turned into golden fur, and a very powerful lion's mane grew on its head, and it roared there, and the surrounding woods seemed to shake, and the small animals on the side were all running away in a hurry, and the little winged lion became bigger.

There were also some incredible flutters up and down a few times, looking extremely excited, and suddenly there was a sound like thunder in the distance, slowly approaching, slightly more carefully distinguished, it turned out to be the sound of people walking, you can imagine what kind of giant this is, getting closer and closer from here.

Hui Gang did not look alarmed, and said to Bastia there:

"There is absolutely nothing like a giant in this world, but it has appeared, and it is really nondescript. ”

The performance of the female marquis has not been as relaxed as that of the monk, after hearing this. He said solemnly:

"Everything here is based on real concepts, and even if an unreasonable giant comes here, he will still have such power. ”

The monk nodded, and suddenly shouted to the little winged lion in the sky:

"You can be bigger, as long as you feel you can. ”

As soon as the words fell, the body of the little winged lion became very large again, and it had expanded a hundred times compared to just now, and it was the size of that temple, the marquis was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled, her expression was a lot more relaxed, and she actually said to the monk rarely:

"I'd love to know what the northern lands of my ancestors were like. ”

After saying that, the surrounding environment changed suddenly, and a hall that seemed to be made of ice blocks appeared in front of him, and it looked as if it was translucent from the outside, and some attendants in jade robes walked around the door of the hall, although the surroundings were not covered with ice and snow.

But only plants in the cold zone will not appear in this southern swamp, Bastia's eyes gradually appeared with tears, and she muttered:

"Is this my hometown, my hometown should be like this. ”

Suddenly, the ice-made hall in front of him was suddenly shattered by a huge foot, and a giant who could barely see how tall he could not see appeared in front of him, and the sound in mid-air was like thunder, where it rumbled and sounded low:

"Accept God's punishment, you heretics. ”

The body of the little winged lion hairball has grown countless times larger than just now, and it actually looks about the same size as this giant, not to say much, there was a roar, and it pounced directly, if it is the same proportion of people and the winged lion together, then even in the Warcraft, it is a high-level winged lion.