"Boom!"

The Nine Heavens Xuansha turned into a divine thunder, the power of the brilliant heavens, the shocking shadow, smashed into the coffin, such a fierce offensive, I am afraid that ordinary mortals would not dare to resist head-on.

Can.

The battle did not move at all, and still moved forward, but the dense fog on the left and right dispersed and wriggled, and it actually engulfed the thunder, and the latter was like a mud cow entering the sea, and the waves were not alarmed.

"Field!"

Liuzhu's eyes were awe-inspiring, and her expression was extremely solemn, following the end of Chen Yi's era, this was the first time she had seen a mortal realm that could move with the monk himself.

Although it is far inferior to the Heavenly Kingdom in the palm of the body, and the universe in his sleeve is unprecedented, it is already ten million times stronger than other monks, and even too much.

"Impermanence..."

As soon as the origin was revealed, the air suddenly froze.

Liuzhu nerves are tense.

The eighteen Arhats held their breath and made full preparations for battle, who would have thought that the other party seemed to have no idea of making a move at all, and the battle passed straight by, silently.

The dense fog gradually drifted away until it disappeared, and during the whole process, the two sides did not even communicate a word, the six beads were narrow and frosty eyes were slightly narrowed, and the Buddhas looked at each other.

"Just gone?"

"Arrogance!"

"Honor, should we..."

Soliciting six beads for the leader Arhat, the latter retracted his gaze and shook his head: "This person's strength is extremely terrifying, our goals are not in conflict, don't add to the accident." ”

She could sense the extreme rationality of the impermanence.

Like a precision instrument that is always running, the purpose of its existence is only to carry out the set tasks, and he will not make any superfluous moves.

It is not mixed with personal feelings, nor is it affected by external objects.

Coming to the world, catching prisoners, and going back to the underworld, it's as simple as that, unless someone stands in his way, otherwise, even if they fight until the sky and the earth fall apart, it has nothing to do with him.

…

Southeast Junction.

Yu Lian, who received Chen Yi's transmission, immediately galloped towards the West Tianling Mountain at the fastest speed, and suddenly, a giant white bone hand fell from the sky and grabbed her.

Fortunately.

Her eyes flashed sideways, her bones and hands grabbed into the air, and the layers of ripples were swept away, and the blood poured out, overwhelming the mountains and seas, pungent and unpleasant.

"The Ninth Golden Cicada..."

With a low and hoarse voice, a Yin-colored robe suddenly appeared, it was one of the ghost kings who had conspired with Di Ting and wanted to send Yu Lian to become a Buddha - the Dry Bone Ghost King.

"If you are caught, you can still live."

"Just you?"

Yu Liansu held her hand weakly, and there was a sword qi that lived together with the light of the Buddha, turning into a bladeless sword, carved with a golden cicada lying lotus picture, and she couldn't find the killing power, which was full of compassion.

Sixty years.

With the help of Chen Yi, she integrated a Zen method into the non-killing sword.

Get a six-word proverb.

Om word formula, the Lord's equality and wisdom light, can purify the unkindness of the way of heaven and the suffering of cutting the mud and the ancient.

The wisdom of the Lord can purify the jealousy of the Asura Path and cut the suffering of karma, fire and sin.

The trick is that the Lord generates his own wisdom and light, which can purify the ignorance and greed of humanity and cut the suffering of the seven emotions of the red dust.

The horn word formula, the main Dharma body wisdom light, can purify the stupidity and dullness of the animal way, and cut the suffering of chaos and chaos.

Mi Zi Jue, the main wonderful observation of the wisdom of light, can purify the hungry ghost road miserliness and hatred, cut the suffering of undue demand.

The word formula, the wisdom of the main round mirror, can purify the hatred and resentment of the infernal hell, and cut the suffering of tyranny.

None of them are killed, they are all about ghosts, demons and demons.

"Boom!"

The sword shines brightly, and Zhou Tiansheng is a few compilations, pure and innocent.

"Hmph, the swordsman doesn't kill, it's nondescript!"

The Dry Bone Ghost King sneered disdainfully, and raised his hand to give it a color, but there was another ghostly aura bursting out, a deep blue sea of fire, in which the wailing and sorrow were endless.

In the name of fire.

It is not a trace of masculinity, but it is cold and terrible, wrapped in an evil aura that seems to corrode even the void, and all kinds of negative wills, which make people shudder.

Another ghost king!