"Forget it, I'm running anyway, it's useless to talk about it." Su Yunqing patted Jiang Chen's shoulder, "Where are you going next?" ”

Jiang Chen lowered his gaze and said, "Go back to Chenxi." ”

"Okay, I've been fascinated by the world's No. 1 hunting group for a long time, and I'm idle anyway, so I'll go and see it with you......"

Before the words fell, in the strong wind in the canyon, there was suddenly an abrupt sneer: "You don't have to go anywhere." ”

Jiang Chen and Su Yunqing turned their heads in horror, and looked in the direction where the voice came from at the same moment.

At the end of the canyon, behind the blurred gray shadows of the mountain trees, a white figure slowly appeared.

She walked along the mountain path, her floor-length dress hidden in the wild grass, the sun shining a soft halo on her shoulders, and her beautiful face with a faint smile was delicate enough to be painted.

This woman who is as beautiful as a bodhisattva and as ghostly as a female ghost is the Venerable Jizo!

Seeing that the two of them were stunned, the smile on the corner of her lips deepened: "Two, we are destined to be fateful, and no one can escape this fate." ”

Su Yunqing looked at her approaching figure and muttered, "It turns out that you can also see the light, and you are so beautiful......

Venerable Jizo said leisurely: "Isn't it too late to make a fool of yourself now?" ”

Su Yunqing said: "The best time to pat on the back was ten years ago, followed by now. Lord Bodhisattva, we don't know each other, there are a lot of adults, spare me this time, how about it? ”

"Don't be afraid!" Jiang Chen said in a deep voice, "Those group of ghosts and ghosts didn't follow, she is only one person, and the two of us may not be able to kill her together!" ”

"It's too big, okay?" Su Yunqing smiled bitterly, "What you see is just a phantom, and her true body doesn't know where it is." ”

Jiang Chen was shocked in his heart, and when he looked at it, he found that there was no shadow under the feet of the white-clothed ground in front of him—she was really just a phantom!

Jiang Chen hurriedly concentrated to sense the movements around him.

The true body of the Jizo Venerable must be nearby!

But Jiang Chen couldn't detect any abnormal sounds, he couldn't sense any breath, as if there was no third person at all besides himself and Su Yunqing!

The white-clothed figure approached, but there was no breath of a living person, as if it was just a ghost that did not exist in this world.

The fierce wind of the canyon passed through her body without stirring up any waves, but the deep and lonely look in her eyes made Jiang Chen feel strange and frightened from the bottom of his heart.

"Run!" Su Yunqing shouted.

Venerable Jizo chuckled softly, "Is it still too late?" ”

Hao's wrist was raised, and a white and flawless jade hand poked out of his sleeve, calmly and elegantly pointing towards Jiang Chen's eyebrows.

Jiang Chen's body tensed suddenly, and he wanted to raise his hand to swing his sword, but found that his body couldn't move. He felt an invisible force tugging at his spiritual platform, as if to pull his three souls and seven spirits out of his body.

The enemy was in front of him, but he didn't even have a chance to draw his sword. Extreme reluctance and resentment condensed in his eyes.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust. Repent of your sins and come to my door. The three-colored light in the eyes of Venerable Jizo was staggered, evil and weird, and his faint voice was mixed with the sorrowful cry of ten thousand ghosts.

Su Yunqing watched as a small white thin humanoid mist seeped out of Jiang Chen's forehead, vaguely recognizable as a facial face, struggling hard, drifting towards the open fingers of the Jizo Venerable.

'Is that Jiang Chen's soul? Su Yunqing's back oozed a large amount of cold sweat, and such a terrifying scene made her whole body feel like she was collapsed.

Gusts of yin wind hit people's bone marrow, Jiang Chen's hands and feet began to tremble unobeyedly, his pupils gradually dilated, and seeing that he was about to die, Su Yunqing finally let out a terrible scream uncontrollably, and slammed his fist towards the head of the Jizo Venerable.

"Huh!"

Venerable Jizo smiled disdainfully, and the imposing punch seemed to fall into an invisible substance halfway, and its speed slowed down significantly, and when it approached Jizo's head, there was no longer any strength left, and it was completely suspended in the air.

Su Yunqing's face turned red, and she tried harder, but it had no effect, and then she wanted to pull her hand back, but the fist seemed to be solidified, and it didn't move at all.

A feeling of stiffness and paralysis came over her, and she felt like she was turning into a corpse, gradually losing its warmth and vitality.

"Miss Su, I've given you three chances, and you asked for it." Venerable Jizo's laughter stimulated Su Yunqing's eardrums, sending chills down her spine.

She blinked desperately, expressing a pleading thought.

"Tearful, so pitiful! At such a young age, you can't enjoy the taste of sunshine......" Venerable Jizo sneered wantonly.

Su Yunqing couldn't break free, and saw Jiang Chen's soul being incorporated into her palm little by little.

At this time, a faint fragrance suddenly seeped into the nose.

Venerable Jizo's body tensed suddenly, revealing an expression like a ghost.

"Guanyin, aren't you already-"

Didn't Guanyin be hit by his own "Six Realms of Reincarnation" and was seriously injured and dying, with only his last breath left?

Before Venerable Waiting for His Holiness to finish speaking, a cloud of bewitching and gorgeous plum petals silently rose from under her feet, engulfing her figure.

Thousands of plum blossoms, as if emerging from the void, converge into a red dragon, when pouring to occupy the four sides of the four fields, such as the torrent of huge waves, tumbling and galloping, in an instant spread all over the canyon, in the noon sun under the fury bloom.

"All dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, not dirty or pure, not increased or decreased......" The chanting of the Buddha mantra sounded from the cliff.

Colorful sprinkled everywhere, full of gorgeous splendor of the mountains.

Two huge plum petals, enveloping Jiang Chen and Su Yunqing, rose up from the bottom of the canyon, landed on the cliff, and slowly bloomed outward.

In a trance, the surrounding world changed, and when the two of them were shocked, they realized that they were in a new world.

The plum blossoms in the canyon are empty and misty, and it seems that there is only one color left in the world, which is so pure that it makes people feel frightened.

The mountains are full of flowers, thousands of miles of plum red, the sky is red, and the warm sun is like blood.

On the cliff, the white clothes of Venerable Guanyin were dyed with a layer of moist crimson, and his pale and beautiful face revealed a faint red halo under the reflection of plum blossoms, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, which was touching and poignant, and people could not bear to witness.

"Guanyin! Do you think you can stop me! ”

There was a terrible cry from the canyon, and the color of the bewitching peach blossom that enveloped the Jizo Venerable reached its most intense level, almost like a ball of fresh blood flowing.

Venerable Guanyin pinched the seal and recited the mantra: "...... Stay away from upside-down dreams, nirvana! ”

There seems to be an invisible big hand in the void turning the prayer barrel, not hurrying or slow, full of Zen.

The light smoke filled the air, and the Bodhi tree rose, but it was never able to completely suppress the churning demonic energy underneath.

Su Yunqing hurriedly said, "Let's go!" ”

Jiang Chen gritted his teeth, and the qi and blood in his body surged, as if boiling: "How far can you go on two legs?" ”

"Otherwise, do you want to crawl?"

"I still have two fists!" Jiang Chen's eyes were red, he pushed Su Yunqing's arm away, and jumped off the cliff, rushing straight towards the boiling demonic qi.

"Bastard! It's fucking messy again! ”

Su Yunqing scolded and jumped down.

Jiang Chen fell into a sea of colorful and dazzling petals, and his eyes were almost shaken. The rich fragrance diffused between his noses, and he was drowsy.

With a sense of grief and loneliness, he bravely moved forward, protected his body with blood, strode forward in the petal current, his spiritual sense locked on the location of the demonic qi not far away, and with a shout, the "slashing shadow" in his palm turned into a pitch-black cold lightning, tearing through the pink plum blossom curtain, and slamming into the swollen dark ghost mist.

The fierce and domineering sword, indestructible, indestructible, carrying a whistling sound symbolizing death, penetrated countless yin spirits in an instant, and stabbed a hard mass of things.