Seeing the real Yin Yang Valley, Lin Huang was really shocked. Even if they once roamed the Great Domain, it was rare to see such a terrifying scene.

Bones are like mountains, blood is like a sea!

A hundred miles away, the corpse mountain surrounded and towered into the sky, enveloping the entire sea of blood.

He was sitting cross-legged in the sea of blood, and countless rotting corpses in the sea water were floating and sinking, dense and endless.

The waves of blood rolled inside, like a dragon stirring up waves, and a roar from the depths of hell was heard.

In the sea of blood, there was a seal, like a blood-colored mirror, extremely smooth but broken, covered with dense cracks.

It seems like it could break at any moment.

Sitting on top of the sea of blood, Lin Huang felt a sense in his heart, and immediately reacted, this is the sea of blood that reflects the mirage.

And the shattered mirror, the horror is the Nine Heavens Yang Array laid by the Xuanyuan family back then.

Under the formation, there is the evil king!

Lin Huang looked up and saw that there were a vast number of warriors on the blood-colored mirror, thousands of them.

However, some warriors are like crazy, raising their swords to kill all directions.

Some warriors are bleeding and can't extricate themselves.

Some warriors have fallen to the ground.

Obviously...... These people are still addicted to the illusion, and some have died in the illusion.

And in front of the forest wilderness, there are a lot of figures, each of them has a restrained breath, but they are incomparably powerful, at least there are Wuhou Six Heavens.

Xuanyuan raised soldiers, Yan Zangfeng and others were among them.

Looking at their state, it is obvious that the early forest wilderness has broken through the illusion and seen the real Yin Yang Valley.

Beside Lin Huang, Lu Han and the others also opened their eyes. Looking at the surrounding environment, his eyes were obviously stinging, but he was afraid that he had never seen such a bloody scene.

It's tantamount to the Shura battlefield!

Lin Huang swept across the sea at a glance and found that among the tens of thousands of martial artists, less than one-tenth of them had broken through the illusion at this moment, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

The power of the evil king, can it be that only a few thousand people who are sober can suppress it?

"Whatever you see, everything you see. Wherever there is an appearance, it will lead to the heart. Everything that comes to mind is vain!"

At this moment, someone in the sea of blood suddenly chanted the sound of Buddhism, like Huang Zhong Dalu vibrating between heaven and earth, and like the sound of thunder and fury poured into the ears of every warrior.

Lin Huang looked up, only to see that ten miles ahead, the golden light was clear, and the monstrous Dharma's breath was spreading, gradually filling the entire world.

"It's Cisheng, that old bald donkey!"

Bai Xiaopang spoke, his face was still a little disgusted, and he didn't have a good impression of the pedantic monk.

Lin Huang frowned, and then walked in the direction of Ciye.

At this moment, Tzu Sheng was sitting cross-legged in the sea of blood, his face full of pain and compassion, as if he was mourning what he had seen and heard in front of him.

The latter recites the Buddhist scriptures, and the Buddha light is vast all around, full of grand Buddhist wishes, and the ethereal and mysterious truth of the Buddha.

At first glance, Tzu Sheng looks like a true Buddha in the world, which makes people pious!

"If I hear it, everything in the world is vain. If you see things that are not the same, you will see them as they are!

"If you see no self, you see the true self!"

"If you see the Xuanyin Void, you will see the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth!"

"If you see floating ants, you will see all living beings!"

......

On the mirror surface of the sea of blood, Cisheng chanted Buddhist scriptures endlessly, and the sound was like an ancient bell vibrating, like a spring breeze and drizzle, like a thunderbolt and angry reprimand, constantly pouring into the ears of every warrior.

Gradually, countless warriors who were addicted to the illusion began to wake up.

Break through the falsehood.

I opened my eyes.

Out of an addictive fantasy.

And every time Tzu Sheng recites a sentence, his body will break down a point, like a withered ancient tree, gradually losing its vitality.

"Master Cisheng, tens of thousands of martial artists have broken through the illusion!"

On the side, Xuanyuan raised his hand and reminded.

On the sea of blood, Cisheng smiled, "The donors are out of the illusion, but the illusion still exists, and the donor's million army has come in, and it is still in the illusion!"

"The benefactor has a butcher's knife in his hand, but he cares about the world, which is a great sin and a great compassion! The poor monk is incompetent, he can't hold a sharp weapon, and he doesn't dare to stain his hands with sin, in the final analysis, he is just a weak monk!"

"The only thing a poor monk can do is to make all the illusions in this world vain!"

The smile on Cisheng's face became calm and reverent, and there was a touch of resolute compassion in his eyes, and then he crossed his arms across his chest and folded his hands:

"I am here to break the illusion of the heavens!"

A sound of Buddha suddenly shook the heavens and the earth, like the divine sound of the Nine Heavens falling down, cleansing away all the vanity in the world and suppressing all the true aspects of the world!

In the void, the mirage suddenly shattered, dissipating like a cloud of smoke.

Lin Huang turned his head and saw that Cisheng was bleeding all over his body and turned into a blood Buddha. The face is like a withered tree, and there is little life, and it is obvious that it has paid a very heavy price.

I saw Cisheng look at Xuanyuan and raise his troops, and spoke again: "The illusion has been extinguished, and the million-strong army under the command of the donor can drive straight in!"

"Xuanyuan has thanked the master for raising soldiers!"

Xuanyuan raised his hands together and bowed his head to thank Cisheng.

Cisheng smiled slightly, ignored everyone, and looked at the surrounding mountains of corpses and sea of blood, at the corpses that were difficult to enter the earth, and at the souls that could not enter reincarnation.

The color of compassion on Tzu Sheng's face became more and more sad, and then mourned. The mutilated body moved slightly, raised his arms with difficulty, and opened his mouth to recite the 'Mantra of Crossing the World', but he had already reached the end of his life, and it was difficult to surpass the millions of souls here......

Cisheng suddenly looked up at the sky, his expression sad, as if he was asking for something.

The void has not moved for a long time.

Cisheng smiled lonely, sighed again, and finally shook his head, "Since God is unwilling to have mercy on the world, Cisheng is willing to enter the Abi Hell, and use the soul of a poor monk to turn into a ferry boat from the two worlds of yin and yang, and surpass the soul of the world!"

"Amitabha!"

Cisheng folded his hands and recited the first Buddhist holy words he learned, smiling and passing away!

On the sea of blood for hundreds of miles, the yin wind howled angrily in an instant, as if there were millions of souls who had wandered for thousands of years whimpering and crying, stepping on the ferry of the two worlds of yin and yang, and stepping into reincarnation!

"This old bald ...... Monk, why is it gone?"

Bai Xiaopang looked at Cisheng's corpse that passed away with the wind, sat on the sea, shook his head, and seemed to feel a little guilty in his heart.

Lin Huang bowed slightly towards the place where Cisheng finally sat down. At this moment, Lin Huang respects and compassion from the bottom of his heart, although he does not have the power of the Holy Buddha, he has the heart of the Holy Buddha!

......

Tzusheng is gone, but the evil king has not yet appeared.

The sea of blood under everyone's feet began to tumble at some point. It seems that as long as the seal on the surface of the sea is broken, everyone can be completely submerged.

The million-strong army outside the valley began to descend the gap and gather on the sea.

At this time, Xuanyuan led all the warriors of the Eastern Spirit Realm towards the center of the sea of blood.

Xuanyuan raised troops and clearly remembered that the eye of the Nine Heavens Yang Array was in the middle of the sea of blood. And in that place, there was another man......