"If you can cross all living beings, you can only listen to the dragon in the pool, and you are willing to smell and drink, and the sea water will not be raised in the long way. 520。 This sentence of the little monk Shenxiu was heard by Yan Qing and the crow.

"What do you mean?" asked the crow.

At this time, the little monk Shenxiu spit out countless scriptures from his mouth, and those scriptures were a small Buddha, and the little Buddha formed a big Buddha.

As time passed, the Great Buddha grew bigger and more solid.

The golden light is brilliant, and the Buddha is angry.

"That's how the Buddha came into the world!" the crow sighed, the Buddha so real that he could barely tell it.

"What level of existence is this little monk Shenxiu?"

Yan Qing asked curiously, the more she knew, the more she felt the horror of the other party.

The crow shook his head and said, "I don't know, I don't know much about the realm of Buddha cultivation. ”

The Buddha threw flowers, not angry, not stupid.

But at this moment, the Buddha suddenly opened his eyes, made an angry vajra-like appearance, looked mighty and brave, and let out an angry cry from his mouth.

Whew——

The angry shouts turned into Buddha circles, and the Buddha circles grew from small to large, rapidly spreading in the sea of blood. Wherever the Buddha circle passed, those waves of blood subsided one after another.

One moment the waves are stormy, the next moment the waves are calm.

At this moment, the humanoid creature was forced down by the Buddha, and no matter how it struggled, the Buddha pressed against its skull, so that it could not break free.

"Amitabha~"

At this time, the little monk Shenxiu also recited a Buddha name, and the Buddha suddenly integrated into the temple, and for a time the temple Buddha was full of energy, and the golden light was overwhelming.

The temple burst into a golden light, and a Buddha once again formed in the sky above it, and the Buddha drank and pressed the humanoid creature down.

"That's it?"

Yan Qing and the crow couldn't help but be stunned, feeling that this was too fast and too easy.

The next moment, the little monk disappeared again.

Yan Qing and the crow looked at the sea of blood that had calmed down, and then returned to the backyard of the temple, where they found the little monk Shenxiu sitting quietly under the Bodhi tree.

His hands were folded, his eyebrows were lowered, his lips were slightly squirming, and there were circles of Buddha light behind him.

At first glance, it looks like a Buddha.

"This little monk is getting more and more difficult, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes a Buddha......" The crow glared, obviously surprised by Shenxiu's amazing talent.

After a while, the man and the bird were relatively silent, and finally they found that they still could not leave the sea of blood.

I don't know how long it was, Yan Qing and the crow suddenly saw the little monk Shenxiu suddenly stand up, walk out of the temple and walk towards the back.

"Hurry up. The crow crowed.

Yan Qing took out the sage skull and threw it in the sea of blood, jumped up and drove wildly with the crow, following closely behind the little monk Shenxiu.

"I hope to be able to go out this time ......"

Yan Qing said with some expectation.

The little monk Shenxiu clasped his hands together, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his lips squirmed slightly, and he walked away step by step. His pace was neither fast nor slow, but every step he took was hundreds of thousands of feet away, and his figure was like a ghost.

After leaving the temple, Yan Qing and the crow saw a black hole appear in front of Shenxiu, which seemed to be a spatial crack.

At this time, Shenxiu stepped into the black mouth, and his figure disappeared.

"Quick, that spatial rift is about to close. The crow shouted, looking very nervous, for fear that he would not be able to catch up and miss the opportunity to get out of the sea of blood.

"Not good!"

Yan Qing's face changed suddenly, the spatial crack closed too quickly, and they couldn't catch up at all.

At this time, the crow suddenly snatched the iron sword on Yan Qing's back and threw it towards the spatial crack. The iron sword was just thrown at the crack, and it was just stuck, preventing it from closing.

In a moment, Yan Qing and the crow also stepped on that spatial crack, and after retracting the sage skull, they also jumped in.

No matter what was ahead, they didn't even think about it at this time, because the worst outcome would not be worse than in the sea of blood. Moreover, perhaps it is safer to follow the white-clothed Shenxiu, even if he is only a residual shadow.

A man and a bird walked into the spatial crack, only to see a piece of darkness, and a black wind blowing inside that cut people's souls. Yan Qing immediately threw out the requiem lamp, but the flame of the requiem lamp was blown away and almost extinguished, allowing him and the crow to contribute several mouthfuls of blood.

"His grandmother, what about the little monk Shenxiu, why do you run so fast and disappear in the blink of an eye?" the crow shouted with an unhappy expression, then looked back at Yan Qing, who had a painful look on his face, and said quickly: "Yan boy, get out of here quickly, or you will die." With your ability, you can't cross the space at all, and even this seat is very reluctantly ......."

"I know, but where is the exit?" Yan Qing said bitterly, feeling that his soul was being blown by countless wind knives, making him miserable.

Moreover, the longer he stays here, the more damage will be done to his soul.

"There's a little light ahead, fast, there should be an exit there. The crow said with some surprise, and then urged.

Yan Qing and the crow swept over quickly, but at this moment, a black wind swept in, rolling Yan Qing and the crow up, making it difficult for them to break free.

Ahh

Yan Qing screamed miserably, feeling as if her soul was about to crack, her entire body was like ten thousand arrows piercing her heart, her face turned pale in an instant, and a drop of sweat the size of a bean rolled down her cheeks.

Seeing that the light was in front of him, Yan Qing used all the strength of his body to rush there, and after jumping into that bit of light, the whole person could no longer bear it, and fainted in pain.

I don't know how long it has been.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself standing on a dark earth, the ground was dark, and a huge blood-colored demon moon hung in the sky.

The Demon Moon emitted a faint glow, bringing a glimmer of light to this dark land.

Yan Qing's face was still extremely pale, and she looked as if she had just recovered from a great pain, and her whole body was weak and weak.

"What is this place?

Yan Qing raised his eyes and looked around, this was a dilapidated land, and it was impossible to see its true face under this hazy moonlight.

Moreover, it gives a sense of desolation, antiquity, and dilapidation.

It seems to be a wasteland in an ancient plane.

There was also a black demonic qi like a mist around him, and the demonic qi shrouded his body made Yan Qing a little uncomfortable, but these demonic qi were not very strong, and they didn't hurt him much.

In the distant sky, he saw terrifying black figures.

The black figure was huge, thousands of feet high, clinging to the sky, and although it was silently motionless, it gave people a devilish hideousness.

"What's that?"

Yan Qing's heart was extremely shaken, and those huge black figures were like huge paper figures stuck to the sky.

The picture he saw was very strange.

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