Chapter 651 Burial Array 11

Cheng Gang's full-out echo of the underworld only made pieces of ripples on the golden lotus petals and restore calm in a blink of an eye.

Yamole's body did not move, and the chanting in his mouth paused for a moment, and then continued, getting louder and louder, like a yellow bell ringing and a lingering sound.

Cheng Gang was covered in cold sweat, and the remaining strength was not enough to launch such a blow.

'This monster... was hit by my prison echo as if nothing had happened, but there was no discomfort at all. Who else in the world can hurt this monster?'

Ging Lie finally finished accumulating his strength. Seven deep and mysterious killing runes were entangled around the Ziyan evil sword, waiting for a sword to destroy the six-pin lotus platform. At this time, he saw that the monk suddenly opened his eyes, took a step forward, looked at the place where Ge Xinglie stood, and said in a low voice, "This Tan Yue is deeply guilty of killing. Why don't you convert to my Buddha?"

The song is full of the power of Buddha's true words, if he is slapped by the huge waves, his chest is stuffy, and the sword that is about to be waved will also be frozen.

He suppressed the feeling of boredom and vomiting in his throat and planned to forcibly cut out the sword of the seven kills, but when he saw that Yemole took another step, held the Buddha's rite, stared at him and said slowly, "If you don't convert, you will suffer from reincarnation!" The majestic Buddha's light radiated from him and poured down on the earth like a shower, with countless ripples. With the spell chanting loudly in his mouth, the golden Buddha's light became stronger and stronger, turning into a red color that was too thick to be erased, and charming flowers condensed from the ripples on the surface of the water.

"Yehuo Honglian!" Ge Xinglie's eyes shrank and immediately gave up a sword that had not been waved, and turned to protect himself with the seven killing runes.

The blood-red mandala flower is the hell red lotus transformed by the divine power of Yamole, symbolizing the karma accumulated by everyone. The more crimes you commit, the greater your karma. Once you fight back, you will fall into the ora forever and will not turn over!

The power of fire burns the soul, and there is no need to say anything about the power of fighting against the industry. His protective gas was swallowed up by the red color before it unfolded. If he hadn't been for the seven killing runes in time, I'm afraid he would have been swallowed by the bloody wave.

Cheng Gang saw that the situation was not good and was about to retreat. However, looking around, there are red waves surging and blood. Everyone is struggling in the sea of industry fire, and there is no way out.

The scene was full of howling and crying.

The power of karma fire is to judge the evil things that people have done in their lives, and they can't escape. The deeper the sin, the more painful it will be burned by the flame.

The people present are not divided into right, demon and evil. Which one of them has not done anything evil? Even if the so-called chivalrous and righteous gentleman meets demons and beasts on the way, he cuts his sword indiscriminately, and calls himself to kill demons and exorcise demons, but in the eyes of God who takes everything as a ruminant dog, isn't this a sin?

So no one can be indifferent to this kind of trial.

Bi Xuan and middle-aged swordsmen behind Yemole saw the red tide spread regardless of the enemy and me, and hurriedly retreated into the distance. Fortunately, Yemole took into account Mu Hongqiu's affection and deliberately slowed down the spread of the industry and let them leave.

Speaking of which, Yemole has cultivated into a six-pin lotus platform, which is already a half-Buddha's body, but he can't control the scope of this magic power. It seems reasonable. If you think about it carefully, I'm afraid there are still some inside information. Is it really uncontrollable, or with the idea that "it's better to leave the Buddha alone than to share the stolen goods"?

I'm afraid only he knows it.

The monk looked at the creatures struggling in the flame, held the Buddha seal, and sang in a loud voice, "Lords, it's impermanence on the other side. It's better to go back!"

A wind suddenly rises above the sea of fire and blows through Qianlian. The power of fire in the red lotus industry stirs with the wind. In the ode of the bliss spell, the world turns red.

"Born, old, sick, death, resentment meeting, love parting, five yin blazing, can't ask for..." Spell Sanskrit singing, karma is displayed one by one, and all sentient beings can see hallucinations in the suffering of karma fire.

There is a little dark shadow in the sea of fire, which is where the song is fierce, and it has become a trivial strange color. Seven killing runes surround the body, separating all the red lotuses. Countless karma fires bloomed and burst beside him, reflecting the scene of the suffering of all living beings in the world one after another, singing and moving indifferently and motionless.

In another place, Haochen stood quietly, symbolizing that the white light of Dongxuan's magic power suddenly appeared in the waves, as if nothing had happened to eliminate the pressure from all sides.

These two people are worthy of their reputation far beyond their peers. They stop in the red lotus and can't get close to all kinds of karma. But they only have the power to protect themselves and can't save anyone else.

Yamole recited the mantra slowly. He had enough time to burn the others in the karma fire first, and then slowly clean up Hao Chenang and Ge Xinglie.

But a white shadow suddenly appeared in the red world.

A man floated over, wearing a white shirt, holding a bamboo sword, and raising his hand to stab his door.

Jemor raised his eyebrows slightly, and then hung down again. His magical powers are all over the cave, and he clearly detects that the spiritual power in the woman in front of him is weak, and he can't get close to him under the Liupin lotus platform.

The sound of breaking the air suddenly hit, and a strange blue shadow appeared in the corners of Yemole's eyes. The air seemed to vibrate, and everything in his vision was light black. A bamboo and wood sword that was not dazzling easily crossed the Liupin lotus platform and handed it to his throat in stunned mouth.

Yamole is full of cold hair.

The surprise of that sword brought him the biggest crisis since he entered the Central Plains.

The Buddha's light dissipated layer by layer, and his burly body disappeared from the Liupin lotus platform in an instant, and then appeared in the open space a few feet behind, stroking the bloody wound in his throat, and his face was full of horror.

"Who are you? Why can you walk into the six-pin lotus platform of poor monks?"

Xiaozhu did not answer. After recognizing his position, he followed him.

She walked in a straight line, as fast as the wind, regarded the red lotus industry fire and Liupin lotus platform as nothing, and passed directly through, as if she were wandering in another world... No, she is the only reality in the world.

Yemore stretched out his big sleeve and pulled away her sword, but a blood was lifted out of his arm. He stared at the chasing Xiaozhu and looked more and more stunned.

The body protection Buddha's light is invalid, and even the leak-free gold body that can't be entered with knives and guns has been broken. What magic weapon is this damn little girl holding in her hand? Is it another fairy relic in the era of gods?

He no longer blocked Xiaozhu's offensive, flashed away with his magical power, and stared at the "sword" in Xiaozhu's hand with his eyes--

It is a bamboo and wood sword that looks very ordinary. It is fresh in color and silent. In the sharp eyes of the living Buddha, it does not look like a sign of a divine object.