Chapter 90 Sacrifice

Lin Ge's old paws danced together and waved the gloomy wind in front of him, but any monster or demon rushed from the front and was torn to pieces by the gloomy wind before he could approach. Wan Liufeng, Su Xiyan and other evil masters saw the opportunity quickly, quickly bypassed far away, and continued to rush to the righteous heroes waiting to be killed in the rear.

But at this time, several people standing in front of the heroes told them that even under the cloud of the eight disasters, the magnificent righteousness would not retreat and fear at all.

The compassionate old monk Wuye, the expressionless wild goose indifferent, the solemn Haochengang, and the Wang Long, who tore his clothes and exposed his upper body and screamed strangely, the melancholy and magnificent momentum from their bodies made the evil masters who rushed to the front involuntarily stagnate.

However, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, and the two sides finally joined each other and fell into a fierce battle.

And Lin Muyang turned a deaf ear to the killing behind him, but looked at the terrible figure of Lin Ge old man tearing demons and killing ghosts in front of him. He couldn't help shed tears of pain in his eyes and muttered, "Dad, why do you come back..."

As a monk, of course he understands that if Mr. Lin Ge dies, he will only fall into reincarnation, but this action will completely plunge him into a state of immortality. When the dark time passes, he will completely disappear, and even his soul will disappear.

Lin Ge's throat clucked, and after a long time, he made a hoarse voice: "It's not a pity that he will die. You have to lead them and rush out..."

Lin Muyang choked in his throat and couldn't make a sound.

At this moment, a warm force came from the rear and penetrated into the body from thousands of small pores, driving away weakness and fatigue, causing the vast and magnificent power to emerge again in the lingering body. Lin Muyang stood straight in astonishment and slowly clenched his fists. At this time, the feeling was even more perfect than his heyday.

A faint light emerged from the gloomy dark curtain. Trembling and swaying, the lonely and fragile glimmer of light brings more than a shock to countless people looking up to the sky on the earth. It seems to be the first light when the heavens and the earth were created, derived from the darkness, from nothing, but brought a clear change between heaven and earth.

The light came from behind Lin Muyang, who walked slowly and firmly on the old monk Wuye who came forward step by step.

Lin Ge, who was fighting with a group of demons, suddenly turned around and shouted urgently, "Master, you--"

The figure of the old monk Wuye is completely integrated into the light. Although the light is not dazzling, it is magnificent and impossible to look directly. Only his slightly smiling voice came from the light: "Wuya, my friend, since you have taken that step, how can the old monk fall behind?" The voice is like a yellow bell, majestic and magnificent, leisurely spreading around, resounding through the sky.

"The old monk has been practicing Buddhism for many years and has not reached the state of seeing the world. He often feels confused and uneasy. Today, it is very comfortable to do something for everyone with this leather bag..."

Step by step, the light on his body became brighter and brighter. From the light of the dark candlelight in the dark wave to the sun that shone everywhere and deterred the evil groups, where the Buddha's light shined, demons and monsters seemed to have been fixed and never move again. And those disciples of the evil sect also found themselves in horror that they were being squeezed and imprisoned by a huge power, and it was difficult to exert half of their skills. Even the masters of old monsters and Wanliufeng also felt great pressure and retreated to the distance one after another.

The sound of fighting completely calmed down, the ghosts did not move, and the monsters were stunned.

In the white light wrapped around Wuye, suddenly a huge petal bloomed out. In a trance, the surrounding world changed. When people were shocked, they found that they were in another brand-new world.

The water and sky meet each other, and the fragrance of ten thousand white lotus flowers is there. Wuye Laosheng sat on a clear and empty glazed sea, put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name. The wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed with his spells in the air. At this time, the old monk sat and recited the withered posture of reciting scriptures, as if he were taller than the mountains in the distance. Pieces of white lotus petals grew and floated from his body, and the holy light guarded his body, as magnificent as a Buddha.

In a faraway place, the old monster who escaped the disaster looked at this scene from afar, with a complex look on his face and muttered like a muttering, "Burning his body and crossing the world... What a fool."

In the extremely quiet four fields, countless voices burst out in an hour, like thousands of Buddhas chanting together, and the sound waves piled straight up to the nine days. Some mysterious power stirred through people's bodies, passing through the fields and forests, and rippled towards the endless place.

As if echoing this call from the ground, the gods at the top of the dome opened their eyes at that moment, and countless rays of sunlight shot through the sun and fell on the earth. It was supposed to be the darkest moment of the three yin, but it was shrouded in light to protect thousands of creatures. And the Moyun Jinpeng, who was hovering in the sky, had long been unknown.

Under the light of the Buddha, the monsters lowered their heads, lay on the ground, and whispered. The expressions of thousands of ghosts gradually became peaceful, and their bodies gradually became transparent in the Buddha's light and rose into the sky under the lifting of an invisible force. Even the disciples of the evil school seemed to be infected by the Buddha's light, and they no longer had the strength in their hearts. They even threw down their weapons and knelt down to the figure of the Buddha.

The eight disasters were buried in the world, and this was broken.

At this time, there was still a demon with a strong yin spirit in the field, leaving only Elder Lin Ge.

Wu Ye suddenly opened his eyes and smiled: "My friend, won't you leave? The old monk has been fasting for many years. If you can't even cross it, what's the use of practicing Buddhism!"

With his words, the invisible power imprisoned by Lin Ge Lao on the ground suddenly disappeared. There seemed to be a cold hum in the sky, and eventually it quickly disappeared. Under the light of Buddha, Lin Ge's body quickly became transparent. After following the transcended ghosts, he floated into the sky.

"Dad!" Lin Muyang knelt down and kowtowed three times.

At this time, the power of the old monk Wuye finally reached its limit. He looked around, and the smile on his lips became distorted. His body, together with the white lotus petals flying around him, turned into powder layer by layer and dispersed into the wind.

The magnificent Buddha light in the sky completely disappeared, the Buddha's true words chanted by tens of millions of people were far away, and everything returned to their original appearance. The sun fell down, soothing the scattered traces of the earth, as if the deep darkness and extreme light just now were just a dream.

The masters of both good and evil schools are waking up from a dream. At this time, the power in their bodies is no longer restrained and bound. They look at each other and are particularly jealous.

Mu Hongqiu was resourceful and tried his best to finally usher in a fair confrontation.