With the change of divine soul, a hidden power surged out of Yang Chen's body, like a river converging in his body slowly rising, this is a hidden power that is slowly being guided out. Suddenly, Yang Chen's whole body exuded a golden brilliance, as if the Buddha had been reborn. The bell rang, the twilight drums burst, and a peaceful aura rose, and at this moment, the Sun and Moon Jinglun rosary imprint on Yang Chen's right wrist also emitted a golden brilliance, and a golden rosary phantom slowly rose above Yang Chen's head. The Yuanling Crystal Tower also flew out of Yang Chen's essence sea at this time, revolving around the phantom of the golden rosary.

The golden light of the Tao is bright, and the sound of bells and drums is faint, just like the Buddha opening the sea of suffering, and the sentient beings are happy and wise, just like the sound of the avenue Lun is shocked to open the confusion and chaos. A faint golden Buddha aura suddenly rose to the sky and went straight to the top of the tower. The multicolored golden pagoda seemed to be attracted by this, and it shook gently. Laurel stood beside the black jade lantern lotus at this time, and he saw that Yang Chen's divine soul was suddenly dyed with a layer of golden light, like a golden-bodied Buddha.

The passage to the second floor suddenly opened, and the sound of Sanskrit chanting came from the passage. This is a spiraling wooden step, simple and vicissitudes, after countless years of precipitation, it looks solid and heavy. Yang Chen stepped up, the sound of Sanskrit singing became clearer, and the platform on the upper floor found that in the center of the space on the second floor sat a Buddha wearing a gilded robe, with his eyebrows closed and his eyes closed, reciting the Diamond Sutra. The Yuanling Crystal Tower above Yang Chen's head also heard the sound of Sanskrit singing and resonated with it, and the Pure Heart Mantra sounded leisurely like a wisp of breeze. The heavy breath emitted by the Diamond Sutra and the gentle breath emitted by the pure heart mantra are intertwined into auspicious qi and slowly condense into a tall figure, this is a Buddha holding a Zen staff in his left hand and a prayer bead in his right hand, his face is extremely strange, half of it is as delicate as a goddess, and half of it is like an old monk with deep eyebrows and low eyes.

The strange Buddha who turned into the auspicious qi suddenly recited the scriptures, the initial voice was chaotic and sometimes the heart mantra was clear and sometimes the Diamond Sutra, and the sound of chanting was clear after a while, and the six-character mantra of the Buddhist family was recited out, deep and solemn, cleansing the mind and making the mind calm, empty thoughts. The strange Buddha who was sitting upright with both hands and the Buddha and the Yuanling Crystal Pagoda were all flying towards the Strange Buddha, and the Buddha in the gilded robe was immediately transformed into the Yuanling Crystal Tower, and the original Buddha in the gilded robe was not a real entity, but was condensed by the Buddha in the second layer of the multicolored golden pagoda, and the strange Buddha condensed by the power of the Buddhist scriptures at this time was fused together.

"Boom" Yuanling Crystal Tower erupted with layers of golden light, as if the red sun was shining all over the space. At this moment, two Buddhas wearing gilded robes suddenly condensed in the second layer of the Jinliu Pagoda, and their peaceful appearance appeared like a silent pool. The two Buddhas stood side by side, their hands were together, chanting the Diamond Sutra in their mouths, the Buddha's qi surged, the scriptures had turned into invisible words scattered in the space, and the air in the space of the second layer of the tower seemed to have become heavy with the appearance of the two Buddhas, and the invisible pressure surged towards Yang Chen. At this time, the phantom shadow of the Sun and Moon Jinglun Rosary above Yang Chen's head sped up its rotation, and the pale golden Buddha Qi quickly converged here, and under the fullness of the Buddha Qi, the phantom shadow of the Sun and Moon Jinglun Rosary faintly became a lot more condensed, and the golden light reflected like a crown on the head. The Buddha power condensed by the illusory shadow of the Sun and Moon Jinglun Rosary Imprint could not resist the huge pressure, and the invisible pressure was like a mountain pressing on Yang Chen's heart.

Under the heavy pressure, Yang Chen's heart was like stagnant water, and the surrounding scene was disillusioned, but he felt that life and death in the world were separated, sad and bumpy, and he had an impulse to escape from the world, and slowly raised his sword to erase the power of the two Buddhist scriptures on his neck, and turned into a strange Buddha who suddenly turned into the Yuanling Crystal Tower, only to see that the Yuanling Crystal Pagoda Buddha was empty, the golden light was silent, and a peaceful breath overflowed。 The Buddha of the Yuanling Crystal Pagoda is surging, the golden light is great, and the second layer of the multicolored golden pagoda is rendered with a layer of gold. Just when Yang Chen's mind was confused, a clear and peaceful breath entered his heart, and he suddenly found that he was holding the Feizhen Sword in his hand and was about to kill himself, and he threw down the Feizhen Sword in surprise. The peaceful aura emitted by the Yuanling Crystal Tower made Yang Chen quickly calm down, only to know that he had almost died when he entered the Demon Dao just now.

After a while, the Buddha qi that had been gathered for thousands of years turned into nothing in an instant, and was absorbed by the Yuanling Crystal Tower, and the golden light of the Yuanling Crystal Tower dissipated, and then changed to its original size, and returned to Yang Chen's hands, as long as it shook slightly, the sound of Zen singing would be emitted in the Yuanling Crystal Tower. With the disappearance of the Buddha's energy, the second layer also becomes clear, and you can see the Buddha statue painted with gilt color on the wall, as if you are in an arhat array. "Save me, save me!" Just as Yang Chen's mind had just come to his senses, he faintly heard a faint and ethereal voice coming from the third floor of the Colorful Golden Pagoda.

"You stay here, I'll go up and see. Yang Chen said to Ge Wu and Bing'er, he had already learned the power of the Colorful Golden Pagoda before, and he almost fell into it, and if he brought Ge Wu and Bing'er again, it would be even more troublesome, so Yang Chen asked Ge Wu and Bing'er to stay. Ge Wu was about to scramble to go up, but when he saw Yang Chen's calm eyes, he already knew that Yang Chen had made up his mind, and besides, he and Bing'er had no power to strike at all in front of Buddha power, and even if they went up, they would become a burden to Yang Chen. Bing'er nodded slowly, revealing a look of concern.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Yang Chen smiled indifferently and went directly up the steps on the third floor.

The third layer of the Colorful Golden Pagoda was completely beyond Yang Chen's expectations, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen here, and a faint fluctuation of vitality could be felt in the depths of the darkness, and according to Yang Chen's inference, the faint aura did not come from the cultivator. This made Yang Chen feel faintly bad, if it was a more powerful creature, he was not sure that he would be able to retreat with his whole body. "Who?" Yang Chen shouted in a low voice. Halfway through, I heard the faint voice again, "Help me, help me!" Yang Chen listened carefully and found that he could no longer hear it, but what was certain was that the faint sound was coming from the depths of darkness.

Yang Chen would not be willing to take risks, and with a stroke of his palm, a golden-red flame appeared in the palm of his hand, which was exactly the flame rune array that Yang Chen had harvested in the first layer. The light of the flames illuminated the entire space, and a figure appeared in front of Yang Chen's eyes. This is a child of about seven or eight years old, childish, childish, looking at Yang Chen in a daze, his body emitting a white halo as if illusory. More than a dozen black threads hung from the roof and wrapped around his body like a black rice dumpling, and he stood like a black rice dumpling against the wall.

"Help me, help me!" the child's eyes were misty, and he looked very weak, and his small mouth opened slightly to make a childish voice. It can be concluded that the previous voice was the same as this boy's. "Little brother, why are you here?" Yang Chen asked in surprise. "Demon God, Demon God" The childish boy was even weaker, his eyes looked at the black lines wrapped around his body, and he couldn't say the words behind the intermittently.

Yang Chen only looked at the black lines carefully at this time, the black lines hung down like ribbons, wrapped around the child's body, and the black made people feel a sense of coldness. From the child's expression, it can be seen that it is these black threads that bind him and make his life pass slowly.

"Poof" Yang Chen tentatively threw the rune array flame in his hand towards a black line, and a black gas emerged from the place where the rune array flame passed, and the black line seemed to be broken, but after the rune array flame, the black line was strangely continued. "It's not a real thing!" Yang Chen finally saw that this was also a kind of black vitality, but it was different from the cultivator's cultivation.

Suddenly, those black lines writhed like a long snake in alarm, and then I heard an old voice laughing: "Ignorant child, you can actually come here, and your cultivation is not bad, but unfortunately this place has been controlled by me, and you can't move." These things in Buddhism are really terrible, and it is useless to refine them so exquisitely, so that a little doll can break through to the third layer, so that I can personally clean you up and try how I can recover. ”

Demon God! Yang Chen's mind flashed this name first, and judging from his voice, it seemed that he had broken away from his shackles.