A gust of wind suddenly swept in the God's Domain.

The wind is whirling.

The few remaining ghostly fires suddenly dispersed.

But in the next moment, the ghost fire was blown upside down by the not too big wind, and the leaves seemed to be swept into the whirlpool, spinning faster and faster, and disappeared.

The ghost fire was just a few breaths, and it was all gone, and instead, the ghost fire disappeared into the center, and there was an extreme darkness that was rapidly expanding.

In the next moment, a smoky black palm grew out of the black vortex and grabbed it in the direction of the six black fire balls.

Accompanying the black palms is an increasingly dense and oppressive darkness.

The black palm was huge, and when he grabbed it like that, it was like a five-fingered mountain coming head-on, and the six fire balls in the hand were all covered under the hand.

However, just as the black palm was about to be grabbed, a large golden hand clasped the black palm.

The huge golden body of the ancient Buddha had a solemn face, and with a pull and a beat, the black palm was instantly beaten back into the dark whirlpool, and the golden body of the ancient Buddha rushed into the black whirlpool in an instant.

The only sober Zen Master was cross-legged at this time, his eyes slightly closed, and his face solemn.

At one point, his face became solemn, then he turned pale, and finally, he spat out blood.

When the blood spat out, the huge golden Buddha smashed out of the black whirlpool and slammed into the pile of white bones, as if pressed by a mountain, unable to move.

"It's just a pseudo-Buddha, and I don't measure myself. The slightly mocking indifferent words drifted through this divine domain, and there was no trace to be found.

A vague thing stepped out of the dark vortex.

The thing had a human form, and it seemed to be a man of medium stature, but it was illusory, and there was a faint light around it, like the color of a dark blue sky dotted with starlight.

This is definitely not personal.

Li Chan seemed to have a thousand catties of weight on his back, so that his back was slightly bent, his whole body was difficult to move, and his head was also very difficult to raise, but he stared at the somewhat transparent figure tightly, and he didn't fall half a step.

"It's been out for so long that I forget who I am. ”

The sound that seemed to be everywhere sounded again, and the figure had already walked in front of the six fire clusters.

It reached out to one of the fireballs, which seemed to be very close to it, and began to move closer.

Only, then, the thing suddenly opened its mouth and sucked the ball of fire directly into its mouth.

The remaining fires seemed to panic and immediately scattered in all directions, flying into the distance.

But I saw the figure take a deep breath.

In Li Chan's eyes, a gust of wind set off in the Divine Domain, and all those fire balls rolled back, and were swallowed into his mouth by the translucent figures.

Then, the figure closed its eyes, and it seemed that the aftertaste seemed to be relaxed, and the figure seemed to be erratic, as if the wind was blowing, but it began to gradually solidify.

Li Chan watched it, and a storm broke off in his heart.

There are three souls and seven souls in life, three souls are scattered when people die, and the seven souls are not dispersed, and they can be spirits after a long time of chaos.

The soul is formless, but the spirit is tangible. But this thing in front of me is half real and half virtual, and now it is gradually becoming real, so is this thing dead or alive?

How can there be such a thing in this world?

What is this?

When Li Chan was shocked and speechless, the figure became clearer and clearer, as if it was about to become a real person, but its eyebrows and eyes gradually blurred.

However, it didn't become human-like after all, and its whole body was like the first rag doll made by a girl, and standing there made people feel creepy.

It opened its eyes, its pupils were completely green, bewitching and eerie, and turned its head to look

Li Chan.

At this moment, Li Chan gave birth to a kind of horror with his hair standing on end.

It's just that the Golden Buddha was suppressed by the divine power here, and he himself was closely related to the Golden Buddha, and his whole body was like being suppressed by the mountains, and it was easy to bow his head and it was difficult to raise his head, let alone dodge or defend.

"Buddha, when did you meddle in your business?" the thing came to Li Chan in one step, and his voice was indescribably mocking and bantering.

"Who are you?" The Zen master, whose heart had begun to sink, thought that death would be death, and did not answer the rhetorical question.

"You bald asses don't know about the cause and effect?" the thing scoffed, "A Buddha who is not inferior to a god will one day ask such a stupid question?"

"What?" Li Chan was puzzled.

"Looks like I'm overestimating you. The thing suddenly stopped laughing, and his voice became cold and cold, "What dynasty is it now? Is the Ying Dynasty still alive? Is Emei still alive? The Shinto has collapsed again? Qiu Bozhong has been made of earth?"

It didn't seem to mind chatting with Li Chan more, maybe it thought that Li Chan had no power to fight back, or maybe it had been alone for too long, and it just wanted to say a few words.

"The Ying Dynasty has been destroyed hundreds of years ago, and the Emei Divine Dao no longer exists...... Li Chan was shocked in his heart, could this really be the god of the underworld who fell here thousands of years ago, how ridiculous is this, he hesitated.

"Is Emei also dead, what about the Lord of Emei?" the thing didn't seem to be surprised at all, and interrupted.

Li Chan didn't answer.

"Who's calculating?" the thing asked, not very concerned.

Li Chan still didn't answer.

"A familiar smell. The thing suddenly said inexplicably.

Li Chan's face changed slightly.

That thing was already standing beside Ning Junxi,

Then, it snorted, and said in a complicated voice, "Is this the apprentice or the heir of the Lord of Emei?"

Li Chan propped up his body and wanted to stand up, but his body seemed to be weighed by a thousand pounds, and it was difficult to move, "It's not." ”

The thing didn't seem to hear it, and said to himself, "I've paid attention to his performance here, if it is changed to an ordinary mountain gate, it is remarkable, but Emei, the burial sword, he really doesn't deserve it, or rather, Emei has fallen to this point?"

It stretched out its hand to reach out to Ning Junxi, its eyes suddenly condensed again, and the two extremely discordant eyebrows became tangled, becoming more and more strange, "Is it the offspring of that flat-haired animal, is it already weak to this point?"

Li Chan stared at that thing, if his eyes could be used as a knife, that thing had already been cut by a thousand knives.

The thing didn't care, stretched out his hand to probe Ning Junxi's forehead, was stunned for a moment, and then its face became very meaningful, turned its head to look at Li Chan, and saw Li Chan's face as black as iron, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he sighed playfully, "It turned out to be a poor worm." ”

It suddenly pointed to Ning Jun's eyebrows.

Li Chan almost roared, but reason made him silent, and he couldn't help clenching his fists and gritting his teeth on the side.

The finger of that thing was pointed at the center of Ning Junxi's eyebrows, and its fingertips lit up with a little faint blue light, which quickly faded again.

After a few breaths, Ning Junxi frowned, his eyelids trembled slightly, and finally his eyes narrowed, and he barely opened his eyes.

Seeing that it seemed to be a rag doll in front of him, he gave him a very strange smile.

His head was clouded, he felt powerless and tired like never before, and he didn't want to think about anything, he just thought he was dreaming, so he stared blankly.

He didn't know who to say to when he saw the weird 'rag doll' smile, "Although I don't know what Emei's situation is now, I can use this."

Such a despicable means, then I can take some convenience, it is not impossible to say, is it?"

Some familiar voices followed, and Ning Junxi couldn't remember who it was for a while, "You are a dignified god, no matter what the reason, you shouldn't embarrass a young man, besides, some things are not what you see." ”

"For example?"

The familiar voice paused for a breath or two, and then came over, obviously softening a lot, "Why should the seniors be strong. ”

The thing no longer paid attention to Li Chan, and said in a faint voice, "Little guy, you're going to die." ”

Ning Junxi just tugged at the corners of his mouth, and didn't seem to care very much.

The thing looked at Ning Junxi's eyes, waited for a while, and saw that Ning Junxi hadn't answered for a long time, and knocked on Ning Junxi's brain, "Do you not believe it, or are you casual?"

Ning Junxi frowned, he couldn't react, so he simply closed his eyes, out of sight.

The thing raised an eyebrow, and his voice couldn't help but tease a little, "Little guy, do you know what Huadao is?"

Ning Jun was very tired and no longer listened.

The thing chuckled, "Little one, why don't you worship me as a teacher?"

Ning Jun regretted not responding.

The thing tapped on Ning Junxi's forehead again.

Ning Junxi still ignored it, but Li Chan's face was extremely ugly, and he said angrily, "Stop!"

It turned out that after the thing pointed at Ning Junxi's forehead, Ning Junxi's whole body was so weird that a white light appeared, and then gradually became transparent.

Ning Junxi suddenly felt very cold.

It was cold before, hungry and cold, but it was not so sad, but now it is cold from the heart, from the inside out, like a soul trapped in the abyss, cold to the bone marrow, which is terrifying.

He frowned, confused and painful, but he just endured it in silence.

The thing had a strange look on its face, and it spread its hand, and a dark green flame appeared out of thin air in the palm of its hand.

Ning Junxi suddenly felt a little warmth, like a little candle flame in the endless abyss, which made Ning Junxi calm down.

Ning Junxi opened his eyes and saw that the weird guy's smile was playful and gentle, which made people awe and close, "Don't worry, you will be free." ”

Ning Junxi couldn't figure it out, and looked at it blankly.

Ning Junxi remembered with great difficulty that this was the Divine Domain, and he seemed to be trapped here with Li Chan, and then he fell asleep.

So, is this thing spirit?

Is the dark green flame in its hand also a spirit?

So, is he dead too?

Ning Junxi's head hurts, he can't understand why his head is suddenly so sluggish, the more he thinks about things, the more painful it is, and even many things are a little difficult to connect.

"Aren't you tired of thinking about it so much?" the thing whispered.

Ning Junxi felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, yes, aren't you tired?

If it's really dead, it's dead, confused, ignorant, and you don't have to think about anything.

He no longer hesitated, closed his eyes, and felt the feeling that made him warm again, more and more obvious, gradually like bathing in the warm sun.

He was somewhat obsessed with this comfort.

In the hands of the thing that didn't know whether it was a human or a ghost, the flame gradually faded from dark green to color, but it became more and more scorching.

There was a look of mad, burning anticipation on the thing's face.

On the side, Li Chan watched Ning Junxi's body become more and more transparent, and his face was as black as iron.