Chapter 640 Caught in the War 5

The dwarf's body was stiff in the air, and he washorrified to find that he could not move or even feel the existence of his body.

He wanted to open his mouth, but even this action was extremely difficult. He was still about to struggle, and he heard the faint sound of Buddha's voice chanting from nowhere. In his ears, he only felt that the world was drifting away in a trance, and a circle of Buddha light washed his mind, making him in a trance and drowsy.

Qin Yan recited the spell, and the ethereal tone spread like smoke, which not only trapped the dwarf, but also made the middle-aged swordsman who came from behind slow down and hurriedly stop to cast the spell.

The dwarf was awakened by an extremely dangerous feeling, and his ears were full of magnificent Sanskrit sounds. When he saw the golden light in front of him and fixed his eyes, he was stunned to find that there was a huge Buddha statue in front of him, and he was standing on the palm of the giant Buddha. The Buddha smiled with a compassionate face and slowly closed his five fingers to hold him in it. ......

The dwarf shouted strangely, panicked and ran away.

He is born with divine power and does not learn martial arts and spells. He can compete with the heavenly master only with his physical strength and combat instinct, which can be regarded as a unique alien. However, in this wonderful situation, he only ran hard, but he didn't know where he was. There was always a huge smiling face behind him, staring at him coldly.

I don't know how long the dwarf ran. He was so tired that he was out of breath and felt that he had run thousands of miles. It was not until he was too tired to walk anymore that he sat down and found that he was still wandering in the palm of Buddha.

"Huangkou, do you know what's wrong?" The loud voice came from the mouth of the giant Buddha, revealing a gloomy smell.

"No, I don't accept it--" The dwarf jumped up and saw another huge Buddha palm in mid-air.

The dwarf was only the size of a fly in front of the Buddha and was slapped down, but he raised his arms and encouraged the last power in an attempt to lift the only gap between heaven and earth.

"Love parting, resentment meeting, leaving the west, nothing like that. All sentient beings are suffering, and you can't be happy alone. There is no need to persist. It's better to put it down and go back to life in peace..." Sanskrit sounds like songs and words, wandering around the ears of the dwarf. The last glimmer of struggle also dissipated in the Buddha's voice.

The Buddha's palms were closed, and the square inch of the flies was crushed into nothingness. A wisp of smile suddenly appeared on Qin Yanbao's solemn face, and then zoomed in until he couldn't help laughing wildly: "Hahaha, I'm kind to pass you once and become a Buddha for me!"

Under the excitement of Buddha's power, this burst of laughter also spread to the whole world, like countless monks chanting in unison, magnificent and shocking.

In the real world, layers of golden "ten thousand" spells cover the dwarf's body and form a gorgeous tomb. The body of the dwarf lay in it, and the breath gradually disappeared.

"Do you think you can kill him?" Suddenly, the swordsman's hoarse voice came from behind him.

Qin Yan was a cold and felt it carefully. He only saw that the dwarf's breath was cold and scattered. He looked no different from the dead. Only a trace of clear spirit remained in his heart and lungs, guarding his last lifeline.

"It's the same if I kill you first." Qin Yan turned around and turned to the middle-aged swordsman.

A trace of irony appeared in the middle-aged swordsman's eyes: "It's too late..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a low voice in the darkness in the distance: "Why is it too late?"

"Singing brother!" Qin Yan was overjoyed and then became angry. If this bastard hadn't procrastination and come now, how could the war have fallen into such a rotten situation?

"Brother Xinglie!" You Xiahan finally put down her worries and almost burst into tears with excitement in her eyes. She has been worried that Ge Xinglie was secretly killed and injured by Qin Yan, and now she is finally relieved.

Ge Xinglie's figure showed its outline from the darkness, and then took a step, he appeared ghostly on the side of the middle-aged swordsman and was cut by a sword. The middle-aged swordsman floated back.

Ge Xinglie still wanted to pursue, but he saw Hao Chenang strode back and sighed, "Brother Ge, you're late!"

"What..." As soon as Ge Xinglie opened his mouth, his face suddenly changed dramatically, and his body almost couldn't support falling to the ground. He shouted in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Not only him, but everyone feels a lot of pressure, and his body seems to become as heavy as lead. They saw the dark ghost fog in front of them churning up and condensed into a ball, and the black seal characters floated out of the ghost fog, emitting a faint light of silence, bringing waves of cold and impenetrable blood.

"This is...the Taoist script of the underworld!" Hao Chen's gasp and reluctantly raised his body.

"It's a disaster! They intercepted part of the power of the road, at least to the degree of the second decline..." Qin Yan frowned painfully, and his arm holding the sword seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds. After a trembling wrestling, he finally couldn't hold his palm, and the Qingming sword plunged into the soil with a jingle and lifted the hilt of the sword together.

He felt as if he was carrying a heavy burden of ten thousand pounds, which made him unable to straighten his waist and his bones clicked all over. If you hold on hard, you will simply fight against the whole world. He took a breath, supported the ground with one hand, and slowly knelt down.

And the ordinary masters behind him feel less pressure, at least they can stand firm. But the weapons in their hands did not obey and fell to the ground one after another.

Looking up, the sky is full of dark disaster runes, floating in the air. Tens of thousands of ghosts are integrated into these runes, and there is only a complete dead silence in the remaining space.

The rocks around the walls and the land under people's feet are stained with a layer of dark color. Countless disaster runes come to the face, penetrating into the crowd, sinking behind the wall and underground, and more seal characters rise from the ground and float up. Every dark rune passes by people and removes part of the heat, causing the temperature in the air to drop sharply and soak in the cold, and people's vitality is gradually sucked and turned into a part of this towering mysterious array.

Ge Xinglie snorted, propped up his body with Ziyan sword, and said with difficulty, "I didn't think it was appropriate before I came here. I was more careful all the way. Unexpectedly, I still walked into the trap."

Qin Yan gritted his teeth angrily: "If you had come earlier, we wouldn't have been so miserable!"

The ghost fog in the space turned into dense dark words, but the cave was a little brighter. However, after all the run-in Taoist texts run according to special rules, the whole space shakes. The scenery in front of people began to be distorted and blurred, and only the dense dark fonts flashed and kept beating in front of them. Over time, they gradually felt that they would be involved in these spells, and even the presence of their bodies became very thin.

"Close your eyes and don't look at these words!" Hao Chen said.