The scorching sun is in the sky, the hot and dazzling sun, the people who shine on the heart can't help but feel bored, and they want to find a shady place to rest and cool off, and relieve the heat like a stove, but some people have to endure the scorching heat in this scorching sun.

Everything around was still, the evil spirits were suspended in the air, quietly suspended, so quiet from beginning to end, there was no movement.

The monster in the fierce battle, a giant bear with a height of eight meters, plus a rock more than eight meters high, stayed in the air as if it had been hit by a charm.

The bear stood up and grabbed the rock's waist with both hands, which was held high above his head, and the rock held a huge fireball in both hands, which smashed into the bear's head.

On the still screen, the scars and bloodstains accumulated by the battle are vividly visible.

Eight hours passed, and this fierce battle lasted for eight hours, and the residual soul power that permeated the surroundings, and the ground under our feet was completely destroyed, carved with uneven marks, as if to explain to us the madness of the battle.

The huge soul word in the sky rotated, and the soul pressure seemed to turn into rolling waves as if the substance was turning into rolling waves, and the moment they looked at the soul word, people couldn't help but feel a palpitation.

The image of the soul word is very special, it is not the same as other soul words, the font exudes a faint Jinhua, the left side depicts a huge 'hundred' word, and the right side depicts a huge ghost word, and the two words together are called 'hundred ghosts'.

The center of the 'Hundred Ghosts' exudes an ancient breath, and the font keeps turning, and its history can be directly traced back to a hundred or even a thousand years ago.

The aura emitted by the font seems to be leading the king of the hundred ghosts, and the breath on the soul word continues to surge into the five mysterious patterns, and the patterns gradually become clear, and the huge pattern finally reveals its true face.

Suzaku, the sacred beast of the hanging fire,

Lying down, the holy beast of the water, Zhenwu.

The Holy Beast Canglong of the Left Tengmu,

The White Tiger, the holy beast of the right Fujin.

The four elephant holy beasts are closely surrounded by a golden lotus, and the golden lotus is engraved with a unicorn that looks up to the sky and roars, and the unicorn is like a king in the world.

The pattern rotates in reverse according to the original trajectory, and the pattern flashes from time to time with a little bit of streamer, and the streamer flows around like lightning in the air, and the space cracks appear, the air gradually distorts under the pattern, and the space between the soul character and the pattern becomes more and more unstable, and there are signs of collapse.

In the unstable space, a black dot suddenly appeared, it was like ink, and the moment it appeared, the space rioted, and the ability visible to the naked eye surged towards the black dot.

The black dot is constantly expanding, like a black hole.

On the ground, the center of the sphere cracked, and the layers bloomed like stamens, and the center of the pillar of light pointed directly to the sky dazzling.

The brilliance is getting brighter and brighter, brighter and brighter, the pillar of light becomes as dazzling as the sun, and the misty forest also becomes dazzling, the fog is gone, and the whole forest is like a huge green pearl, with brilliant streamers.

The light suddenly flashed, and one rune after another appeared on the surface of the sphere, and the runes freely combined on the epidermis, combining into nine shimmering purple and gold light esoteric soul circles, the soul circles rotated around the blooming stamens, spiral-shaped rotation, and the soul circles spiraled and rose, heading towards the sky.

The five holy beasts in the sky seemed to be waiting for its arrival, opening their arms to greet it, and the dazzling light of the Dao communicated the heaven and the earth, and the heaven and the earth were connected as one.

The soul pressure is like a raging tornado, the soul power is like the whirlpool of the sea roaring, the heaven and the earth are instantly dimmed, the day becomes night, and the heaven and the earth change color

The nine soul circles merged into one, forming a huge soul pillar.

At the top of the soul pillar, the black dot had turned into a giant, and the huge black hole was frantically devouring everything around it, and suddenly the black hole became distorted, and a lotus flower, a golden lotus, appeared in the distorted space.

A vague figure on the lotus flower stretched out his hands, waiting for the soul pillar to approach, and the soul pillar gradually approached, gradually approaching, five meters, three meters, two meters, one meter......

The heavens and the earth suddenly brightened, as if the heavens and the earth were opened, and the light drove away the darkness, and a heavenly light fell from the sky, like a heavenly road floating in the air

"―Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate..."A Buddha horn like a bell resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the heavens and the earth responded as if they understood the Buddha's name, and the word compassion seemed to have an echo, and it was sung between the heavens and the earth.

A person appeared on the road to heaven, an old monk with a thin body, and the two lines of white eyebrows were very long, and the long ones could only be held on the light path.

The old monk was dressed in a tattered robe, and walked peacefully from the light road, the prayer beads in his hand kept rolling, like a traveling monk from afar walking in the forest, strolling slowly and quickly, and appeared in front of the huge lotus flower in one step.

The lotus flower split out pieces of petals like sharp weapons and shot towards the old monk, but before the petals touched the old monk, they were instantly melted by the light of the Buddha around the old monk.

"Amitabha" The old monk shouted the Buddha's name, folded his hands, and bowed to the lotus.

The vague figure on the lotus jumped up, and the whole lotus trembled violently and violently.

"Why are you there? It's enough to detain Ben Sheng for so long! It wasn't my fault for that incident back then, you ......" The angry voice came from the blurred figure, the words were full of resentment, full of unwillingness, but the words were not finished

"Amitabha, the donor's affairs have their own opinions, but the donor escaped from prison without permission, what is the reason?" the old monk said with a blank face, completely ignoring Lian's quibbles.

"Who said I was a prison escape, you ......" But the words are not finished.

"Amitabha" sounded the Dharma name, and the old monk threw up the rosary in his hand, and recited words in his mouth.

'If the lotus flower is disgusting, and its fetal leaves and whiskers, the nine turns of heaven have gone through tribulations, and what karma has already exceeded ......' shouted the rosary in the mantra.

"Bang" rosary burst open, one hundred and eight rosary beads, emerging one by one mysterious and difficult soul patterns, the soul patterns echo each other in the air, forming a shackle around the golden lotus, and the light circle in the air is gradually shrinking, getting smaller and smaller, turning into a little halo.

The figure on the lotus frantically grabbed the pillar of light in the incantation, pulling with all his might, and in the last second, the pillar of light all entered the lotus.

However, unfortunately, this scene was seen by the old monk who chanted the mantra, and Mu Ne's face did not have any expression, and he continued his seal.

The vague figure sitting in the lotus flower held his chin weakly with his hand, "Seal it, seal it! See how long you can lock me up, if it weren't for the fact that I haven't recovered my vitality as a day, I will definitely fight you for three hundred rounds, but it's ......"

touched the soul pillar behind him that kept flashing and dazzling, and stopped talking.

The old monk burst into a shout, and all the energy between heaven and earth rioted, and the energy of the riot rushed to the lotus.

The helpless figure in the lotus burst out with a sentence, "It's still the same, it's really pedantic, there's nothing new..."

The energy gathered, and the lotus flower turned into a huge crystal, silently suspended in the air.

The old monk shouted again, and the huge crystal in the air quickly shrunk and shrank, turning into a crystal the size of a palm in an instant.

The old monk put away the crystal stone, and all illusions in the sky disappeared.

The old monk turned his head, his eyes shot to the forest below, stepped out, appeared above the blooming sphere, and slapped straight down with his palm without saying a word...

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