"I can't figure it out if you say that, but the evil star hangs there! See for yourself, does its location correspond to Mount Falong? Who would dare to say that this was not the beginning of the catastrophe?

As for how it evolved into a super-havoc after that? Then I don't know, maybe, the demons and demons are collectively crazy, and then, declare war on the living? ”

Mu Mu spread out her hand and said that she couldn't predict this.

Her words were not convincing, and Jin Yuan said that they still needed to be observed.

The three black stars are hanging in the middle of the sky, and we can't meditate.

I took out my phone and looked at the time, it was close to one o'clock in the morning.

The battery life of the mobile phone is not bad, and it seems that it can last for a few days.

"Brother Du, the black fog has changed."

Jin Yuan suddenly screamed.

"What's changed?" I hurriedly looked ahead, and when I saw it clearly, I felt that it was dark in front of me, and I was so hung that I fainted.

Blood light flashed in the black mist, and the illusion of the blood sea of the corpse mountain was faintly visible, and then, the blood color completely merged into the black mist, and the terrifying color of blood in the black made people feel shocked when they looked at it.

"Damn, Ouyang Xun's curse has attacked, and the great master of moral spirituality who sneaked in to explore the mountain was within a hundred meters of them at that time, so the curse was amplitified again!"

The words blurted out by Qiu Tonghammer made our hearts fall into the abyss.

As soon as I thought about it, I knew that his words were reasonable, otherwise I would not be able to explain the black fog anomaly.

Looking up at the three black stars in the sky, I realized that the evil star omen is really not a joke, if you don't get it right, it will really cause a catastrophe, and a butterfly flapping its wings may cause a hurricane, not to mention the Yin Spirit Curse Technique, which is already at the forbidden level?

If you don't keep any changes, it will cause strange things, and the scope of influence will quickly increase.

Although the black fog has changed, the visibility has become higher, and it can see through the distance of more than two hundred meters, and the black stars in the high sky can be seen even more clearly.

This is a blessing in disguise!

As for why the Black Mist improved its visibility after the Blood Sedan led the crowd to attack, it is not something I can fathom.

No matter what level the curse amplitude is, we have no choice, we can only wait passively here, anxious as if something, but there is nothing we can do.

It's already amplitude, what else can I do?

The soldiers can only come to cover the water and the earth, God knows if they can carry it through tonight in this situation?

I really didn't expect things to get out of hand like this? It's not as good as the sky, and I've tried my best to remind other mages not to get closer, but I still can't stop the situation from developing in an unfavorable direction, so what can I do?

I felt powerless in the bottom of my heart.

"Brother, the concentration of yin qi here has increased by more than three times, and there will be a king-level yin spirit in the next attack, ...... you see?"

Mu Mu suddenly spoke, and the content was extremely shocking.

"Let's try, if we can't beat it, then we can only escape!"

The coffin pushed the frame of his glasses, turned his head to look at Jin Yuan and said, "You also heard it, we will do our best, but we will not put our lives here, you should be mentally prepared, it is getting closer and closer to two o'clock." ”

Jin Yuan's face was ugly like a wall of dust, but he still nodded and didn't say anything.

This was originally agreed in advance, the Jin Clan's talisman could not force the Yin Spirit to be cannon fodder, and besides, once the king-level Yin Spirit came, even if Mu Mu and the coffin worked hard, it would probably be useless.

The difference in level is too great, and the comparison in strength is too great, and it is not something that can be leveled by skill or ordinary external force.

We can all understand the words of the coffin.

If they hadn't dragged the blood sedan earlier, we might have turned into bones.

I can't ask for more.

The big guy fell into an unspeakable dead silence, and I simply closed my eyes to recuperate.

Since you are destined to face a stronger attack, let's adjust your mental head to the best state first, at least, you have to have the strength to fight hard, right?

It's not my character to sit back and wait.

Something has to be done.

I don't care about the meditation, the danger has increased greatly, it is not the moment of safety and trust, and I can practice the eight styles of the ancient Zen Buddhism in my mind.

The grinding of knives in the battle is not fast and light, and it is said that it is cramming Buddha in the battle, I hope these two old sayings are still good.

Mobilize the relic's mental power to bless the brain, and in the mind, practice the first type of wisdom fist seal over and over again.

It's still that hard to control, but I'm not impatient at all.

Life and death are waiting ahead, it is useless to be anxious at this time, calm is the king.

In this way, after practicing over and over again, I never could control the tendon elasticity law, but I could barely control it, and I didn't feel it for a long time in the middle, anyway, it was a long time!

The passage of time in my consciousness seems to be out of sync with the outside world, and I have practiced it thousands of times in my consciousness, and only a few minutes have passed in the outside world, which is a very high-end way of practice, but I somehow will, and I can only attribute it to the mystery of Mahamudra.

In this state, I gradually forgot where I was, and even forgot who I was.

The mechanical repetition of the consciousness drill process, it doesn't matter if you are not familiar, if you continue to do it over and over again, sooner or later you will become proficient.

With this mentality, I entered the realm of forgetting both things and myself.

This is a realm that mages dream of touching, and it is unattainable.

The death crisis stimulated me, and I had only one thought in my heart: "Even if it is for the sake of my wife and daughter, I have to live!" ”

I can't imagine how regretful my life would be if I lost my father?

Even if a little girl who doesn't have her father's love grows up, she will have psychological problems, and I have to live for the sake of my daughter's future.

At a certain moment, the bottom of my heart shook violently, and a message appeared in my consciousness.

"Congratulations, the ancient Zen Buddhism eight styles of mudra are all small, I hope to make persistent efforts to achieve it as soon as possible, and the secret Dharma of Buddhism is waiting for the future."

The message came very abruptly, but it was very clear to me.

"All the eight types of mudras are small? In other words, it can be urged? God help me! "The feeling of great joy fills my heart.

However, I suddenly realized that something was wrong, and such agitated emotions would inevitably destroy the current spiritual atmosphere, and in this atmosphere that could not be encountered, I would be able to practice the Eight Mahamudra to the point of small success, and it is conceivable that after getting out of the special atmosphere, I would inevitably fall into the path of spiritual difficulties.

"Don't, calm down!"

shouted desperately, but to no avail, his brain shook again and again, and the next moment, he woke up from his meditation.

With my eyes closed, leaning against the cold stone wall of the Bodhi Terrace, my heart was full of regrets.

Almost, if you can stabilize your mind, you can continue to stop in that strange atmosphere, and cultivate all the Mahamudra to the Dacheng realm in one go, won't you be able to come into contact with the mysterious physiognomy technique? What a shame.

"Brother Du, what's wrong with you? Wake up. ”

Someone was shaking me.