It seems to exist in the sky, and it seems to be integrated into the world, no matter where you can see it, but it seems to be untouchable, it is so unspeakable, you can't look at it directly.

It clearly exists in this world, but it is out of the scope of human exploration of it, and can only see the part it is willing to show, but the whole picture of it cannot be seen at all.

Lu Xuan felt that it was approaching, and the yin wind was as cold as coming from the dark outer space, and it seemed that even the air around it was condensing...... The pitch-black form that encapsulated all the inhuman fears finally glided down from the sky, its ancient wrinkled body like a giant ape with a hunched back......

When it approached the desolate Gobi, its scarlet eyes suddenly opened, and its tentacles covered with sharp hooks slowly stretched out, and in a few breaths, it had already covered the entire sky, obstructing the mountains and rivers, and all the light was swallowed up by darkness and death.

Lu Xuan just felt its existence, just glanced at it, and the whole person knelt on the ground uncontrollably, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and there was a tearing pain all over his body, and the strange murmur in his ears kept shouting the majesty of the Lord in Yellow, making it extremely difficult for him to even breathe.

Death!

Assimilation!

Under the power of the other party, Lu Xuan's thinking was extremely chaotic, but he still inevitably thought of these two words.

After the appearance of the Lord in Yellow, he was so close to death, and once he died, what awaited him was assimilation, and eventually he would inevitably become the same as the people of Beili City, the monks of Duobao Temple.

This is probably the gospel that the host mentioned.

"Gotta get out, gotta get out!"

Lu Xuan tried his last strength to cut his neck, red blood gushed out, all sprinkled on the "Tibetan Heart Sutra", when the darkness derived from despair began to spread, a strange and deep voice sounded:

"Pig!"

Just this sound, Lu Xuan felt as if his body was about to be shattered by it, and what was even more desperate was that the spell of the "Hidden Heart Sutra" was also suspended in the strange voice of the lord in yellow, as if in this world it can dominate everything, not only the life and death of people, but also the operation of the spell, it is a veritable master.

"There's still a chance! There's still a chance! ”

After suffering heavy damage to his body and facing the monster that people couldn't look at directly, Lu Xuan's spirit almost collapsed, but he still did not lose the consciousness of survival.

The prospect of 'Seven Sufferings of Ordinary People' began to appear in his mind, and he muttered a magic mantra in his mouth.

However, just as the flesh-colored limbs were spliced together, and just as he was about to begin the sacrifice of flesh, the barbed-like tentacles seized his torso.

He and his sister are like merging into the ocean of tentacles, and their bodies are all controlled by them, and it is wishful thinking to move.

But what Lu Xuan didn't expect was that the other party did not stop his use of the 'Seven Sufferings of Ordinary Husbands' by controlling his limbs, but instead gently cut his abdomen with a tentacle similar to a barb.

When the large intestine and various organs flow out of the body along the wound.

Only then did Lu Xuan understand that he had already seen through the 'Seven Sufferings of Ordinary People', a technique to summon deep space monsters, and now he was probably equivalent to an ant in the other party's hand.

No.

A mouse, to be exact.

When a feral cat catches a mouse, it usually plays with it and swallows it in one bite when it loses patience.

There is no doubt that the current Lu Xuan is equivalent to that mouse.

His life and death depend on when the other party will lose patience.

In the eyes of the other party, all the means are just the struggle of the rat before the temporary.

Now Lu Xuan's heart is filled with despair and unwillingness.

He didn't want to die in such a situation, but he didn't have the power to reverse it all.

"Brother, do you regret it?"

The aura of death in the hands of the Lord in Yellow has turned into substance, plunging the surroundings into darkness, Lu Xuan can only feel the organs of his body being hooked out and chewed by the other party, and he can't see his sister's face, he can only hear her voice.

Regret it?

No regrets.

It's just that I'm not reconciled.

In the face of death, Lu Xuan was not afraid, but felt relieved, maybe this is a good destination.

Therefore, even if his consciousness had fallen into chaos, he still told his sister what was in his heart:

"There's nothing to regret, even if I didn't give up the Xuantian Nine Arts, I still won't be the opponent of the Lord in Yellow, for me, many things are involuntary, I'm not a powerful person, and I don't have the ability to change the world, I'm just an ordinary person, it's not easy to get to where I am now, and what I have in my heart is just unwilling."

"Really?"

"Probably so."

Lu Xuan felt that his vitality was passing rapidly, but he smiled bitterly:

"When I think about it, I still have a lot of things to do, I haven't been able to give Zhaozhao a home, I haven't been able to find Alai, I haven't been able to return to my own world, I haven't been able to see my parents, and I don't know what their lives will be like after I leave."

Lu Xuan suddenly felt as if his intestines had been torn off, paused slightly, and continued: "I know that you are not Xiao Jia, although I don't know what kind of existence you are, but if I die and you have a way to occupy this body, please take good care of Zhao Zhao and Ah Lai, at least let them live in peace." ”

"Hehe, if you die, I will be able to do it. Why delay with you for so long along the way. His voice rang in his ears again, and then some strange tones began to sing in his mouth:

"Heaven and earth are yin and yang, the sun and the moon are furnaces, all laws and souls are returned, hell is not empty, it is difficult to become a Buddha, the mind is clear, and the suffering is gone."

In the midst of his chanting, a white light suddenly appeared in the darkness condensed by death.

This white glow is so soft.

It's as if all the suffering and suffering will disappear as long as you are in it.

He desperately walked into the white light, and at this moment, the death intent born in his heart suddenly disappeared, and the will to survive once again occupied the peak.

The pain suddenly disappeared, and the chaotic consciousness gradually cleared up.

Lu Xuan subconsciously lowered his head, only to find that all around him were shrouded in a faint white light.

Under the red moonlight, an ancient green tree flourishes.

Monks dressed in tulle are bound to the ancient trees with white cloths.

His eyes were kind, and he was looking at Lu Xuan.

"Jizo King Bodhisattva!"

The moment he saw this monk, Lu Xuan's mind suddenly remembered his name.

This is the second time I've seen each other.

Not an illusion!

This is how this god originally enshrined in Duobao Temple appeared in front of him.

Is it because of the relics?

Thinking of the scene he saw in the tiled house before, and thinking of the white light that had just pulled him back from the brink of death, Lu Xuan suddenly realized that it had always been another self that was using relics to help him get out of trouble.

No wonder he refused to give up his relics.

This is simply the artifact that connects the Jizo King Bodhisattva!

The ghost sent the gods, and Lu Xuan walked towards the Jizo King Bodhisattva step by step.

Lu Xuan knew in his heart that the reason why he used the relics to make himself connect with the Jizo King Bodhisattva was probably because the only hope for survival was here!

But when Lu Xuan approached the Jizo King Bodhisattva, the surrounding scene was distorted again, everything began to distort, and the originally benevolent face became extremely hateful at this moment, as if it was not the Jizo Bodhisattva who was bound to the tree, but a monster!

"Leave!"

A voice that was both kind and angry came from the mouth of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and his face was even more strange, half laughing and half crying.

A rich dead aura filled the entire space, and before Lu Xuan could react, the surrounding white light quickly faded.

Everything was distorted in this moment, like paint mixed together.

"Ahh

The body seemed to be torn apart, and a strong pain swept through the body, Lu Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth uncontrollably.

I only heard the sound of a few stones breaking in my chest, and when I looked down, I saw that it was the relics I had picked up earlier, and I don't know when it had broken into three, and now there was only the last moment left.

He gasped for air and looked around.

Lu Xuan suddenly found that he had left the inner world and returned to Beili City.

There was no figure of the Lord in Yellow around, only a deep breath of death.

It's the King of Jizo Bodhisattva!

He was the one who got himself out of the inner world! Get rid of the Lord of the Yellow Coat!

Lu Xuan looked at the broken relics, and knew in his heart that the other party must have paid a great price.

Although I don't understand why the king of Jizo came to the rescue.

But.....

Lu Xuan raised his head and looked at the people of Beili City around him, now their whole bodies were shrouded in dead air, standing motionless in place, like puppets that had lost their lives.

But after experiencing the siege in the inner world, Lu Xuan's heart knew very well that they had offered their death qi to the Lord of the Yellow Clothes, which caused them to lose their ability to move in the surface world and completely became a dead corpse.

"No matter, get out of here first!"

Knowing that the situation was critical, Lu Xuan did not delay, turned around and ran towards the city gate, but when the tall city gate appeared in front of him, there was a sudden sound behind him, and when he looked back, it was the monk of Duobao Temple who caught up at some point:

"Donor, it's our negligence that you have been able to get here."

There was surprise and confusion in the host's eyes.

Before, it had obviously used magic to trap Lu Xuan, but anyone who had received the gospel of Allah would never want to leave Beili City again.

After all, this is where they belong.

Lu Xuan took a deep look at the monks of Duobao Temple, and a smile appeared on his face, as if he was mocking them, and like relief after understanding the truth of the world:

"I originally thought that you were the monks of Duobao Temple who practiced evil arts, which would cause the gathering of dead qi here, but now I understand that you are not human at all! After coming into contact with the Lord of the Yellow Coat, you are nothing more than its slaves, its puppets, hahaha! You ghosts, the relics are still on me, come and catch me, otherwise, you will have no effect. ”

With that, Lu Xuan kicked open the heavy city gate!