Chapter 187 devour
This sea of blood, vast, infinite, immortal, full of endless despair, like a large piece of horrible blood, rigidly squeezed into the eyes, and then emitted a pungent smell, with a Taishan-like flame, bursting down.
Horrible! Horrible! Horror!
In this case, there is a terrible despair in everyone's hearts, and the blood in the blood boils, vaguely echoing each other.
The three words of plundering and hoarse blood nerves were still echoing, but more than 20 people were shrouded, except for three, all of whom were stiff, as if they had encountered some horrible scene. Their faces were frightened, bloodless, and they opened their mouths wide, but they couldn't even speak, and they were all over. Trembling, like a plague chicken.
Among the people, the situation is better. Only three people, one is Fan, one is Moke, and one is Zhou Yushu.
"All laws are empty, immortal, unclean, increase or decrease, so the sky is colorless, no imagination, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, colorless, sound, fragrance, taste, touch, no vision, even unconscious world, no clarity, no end, no age and death, no end of old age and death, no suffering and destruction, There is no wisdom or gain."
He fell casually on the ground of the temple, with a painful expression, as if he were doing a painful struggle, constantly chanting. I don't know what was wonderful about the Buddha words he muttered softly. His face gradually showed a quiet color and calmed down.
Far from the world, Moke praised Amitabha, and his heart was as clear and unstained with dust, pure as glass, not happy or sad, and free.
His practice of the Buddha's heart is much better than that of Buddhism in the realm of Yuan Buddha. Unexpectedly, he can sit peacefully under such a terrible spiritual crisis, just like an ancient Buddha, without fear of life and death. In fact, the most important reason why Moke can do this step is that he has vaguely stepped into that almost forgetful state before, and the fetters in his heart have killed a lot.
Moreover, at this moment, the Buddha's heart is transparent and strong, and he already has the idea of sacrificing his life to become benevolent. This kind of horror can't really break his heart.
With a shooting in his eyes, Moke was shocked. Among the people, except for Fan and Zhou Yushu, the rest of them trembled, their faces were frightened, and there was a feeling that their hearts fell into hell and could not get out. Although a crazy monk was also extremely powerful before, the dragon elephant King Kong Buddha fist was extremely strong, and now it is also like a plague chicken.
In this temple that turned into a sea of bones and blood, the mummified corpse, who originally claimed to be Master Puxian, unexpectedly opened his eyes and burst into blood. He was cold, licking the corners of his spleen mouth as if he were going to eat.
In his heart, although Moke's heart was like King Kong and motionless, he still felt in a trance. The torrent of blood kept beating himself, and he wanted to smash himself down and drown in the sea of blood.
He took a deep breath, and then suddenly shouted, "I can't stand it like the earth, and my meditation is as deep as a secret."
"buzz..."
Moke's shouting shook everywhere. The Buddhist language contained an inexplicable Buddha nature. All the people who were struggling were slightly awe-hearted, and their faces eased a little, as if a sweet spring energy was injected into their hearts.
"Brush and pull!"
The mummified corpse suddenly turned its head and stared at Moke. At the same time, it emitted a strange fluctuation all over its body, which perfectly fit with the mysterious breath.
In an instant, Moke felt that in the sea of blood, a pair of ferocious and ferocious eyes suddenly stared at him.
What's that pair of eyes?
confused, fierce, blood red, as if there is a bloody hell flowing in the eyes, people are cold all over the body, the whole body has fallen into the bloody hell, and the mouth and nose are all bloody. Moke's face showed a little pain, and there was an unbearable pain in his heart. He hurriedly closed his eyes and continued to shout.
"The peace is as unmoving as the earth, and the quietness is as deep as the secret."
The effect of this violent shouting became weak. The mummified corpse exerted all its strength, and everyone once again fell into a realm of great terror.
Zhou Yushu stood upright at this moment, with his chest ups and downs, but his face showed an awe-inspiring color and shouted, "My generation of scholars, with great righteousness, Ming Liuhe, demons and ghosts, gods, and small spiritual illusions, what can I do?"
Although he drank violently and looked arrogant, he was obviously deeply immersed in it and could only keep his heart unconfused.
It's hard to get out of trouble! It's too difficult!
"Rumble.....
The scene in front of him was constantly changing, and the surging sea of blood surged. It sounded like thunder. Moke unconsciously gave birth to a feeling of a lonely boat in the sea. However, he knew that this was the horrible illusion of the mummified corpse. He kept his heart. Although he could not get out of his trouble, he kept shouting and wanted to alert others.
When Moke and others fell into the temple, the seventh princess was flying and was rapidly approaching this place.
She has been staring at the changes, and gradually, her face showed a terrible look.
In the eyes of the seventh princess, Moke and others broke into it, all of which showed a look of terrified. They trembled one by one, like a plague chicken. Moke kept shouting, and Zhou Yushu also shouted violently. However, the rest of the people did not know it like the devil.
Even Moko and other three people seemed to be trapped in an invisible barrier, either sitting or standing and stopping their pace.
And Master Puxian, who had no breath but was dead, suddenly woke up and sat cross-legated, with dark blood spewing from his mouth, but his eyes flashed extremely ferocious light.
"What should I do? What should I do? I want to watch the little bald head die... Let's wait! If it really comes to an emergency, I will fight once!" There was a strong palpitations in her heart, and thousands of thoughts flashed in the mind of the seventh princess, and finally stopped near the temple.
At this moment, there are more than a dozen practitioners who have not broken in, all of whom have heard Moke's call and hesitated in their hearts to escape this disaster. They all ran away from afar and watched from afar, sweating wildly. This kind of thing is really not so easy to hold.
Licked the shriveled lips, and the thin ghost claws trembled. Suddenly, one of the beautiful faces and the 28-year-old gorgeous girl threw up and fell in front of him.
Even at this moment, the girl is still immersed in an extreme horror and doesn't seem to see the mummified corpse in front of her.
The mummed corpse grabbed the girl with trembling arms, with unbearable joy in his eyes. His mouth suddenly showed ferocious fangs full of ferocious fangs!
Yes, it's just fangs, like beast-like fangs!
lowered his head, and the sharp fangs instantly pierced the girl's body. The old lips greedily adsorbed the girl's delicate skin like a water frog. The thin and dry cheeks stirred very rhythmically, and fresh blood entered his lips like a long river, moistening his throat, which had been thirsty for many years.
The girl trembled violently, her body quickly dried up and withered, and her eyes gradually became clear, making a terrible scream like a ghost crying "Ah! You are the devil! You damn devil, ah!"
With the tragic life, the girl's body trembled, completely lost her vitality, and her whole body was dry, like a dead corpse.
With a grin, the dry corpse's thin cheeks and body were vaguely fuller than before, and the dry and pale lips showed a few traces of blood, and a burst of vitality emerged spontaneously.
"Peng!"
The dry body was thrown away at will, and once again a practitioner in a Taoist robe was caught by him and began to swallow it like hunger. His deep eyes were like a bloody ghost fire, which was particularly scary.