Chapter 92 Ten Thousand Spells Eat the Heart and Seal Out
Chapter 92 Ten Thousand Spells are Broken and Sealed
Great kindness and compassion, twisting all sentient beings with one hand.
In the cold and troubled times, life and death.
The power of Buddhism's mercy turned into a great compassion to help the world. For a moment, it was against the cloudy palm of the wind.
The collision between the big sad palm and the Tianyin palm is not as powerful as Xia Shaofeng's imagination. There are strong fluctuations. Even if the big sad palm breaks the interception of Tianyin palm, it is easy to smash it. The time to delay the great sadness is almost negligible.
The split of Tianyinzi can only be regarded as the realm of semi-divine, and the cultivation of Sanskrit sound on the sky is unfathomable, and I don't know the depth. Only then can the Tianyin palm sweep the purple cloud disaster with one palm and have no effect before the big sad palm.
"Fan Yinzi, how dare you hurt me? Today, I call you back." Tianyinzi's face was ferocious and he roared angrily. Tianyinzi controlled the souls of the eight Yuanying realms and fought hard, and eight black streamer lights hit the big sad palm.
Tianyinzi is now extremely angry. Seeing that this split can return to himself after disaster, he can have one more power of reincarnation, but at this critical moment, his plan was messed up by this Sanskrit son.
Of course, Sanskrit Yinzi would not pay attention to Tianyinzi, the golden palm, just pinched it casually. The soul of the cultivation of the eight Yuanying realm was easily pinched in his hand.
"The soul of Yuanying's realm is no different from that of ants for me." The sound of Sanskrit sounded in the air. The golden palm, gently shaken, and the eight streams of light counterattacked with lightning speed. Before the old man Tianyin reflected, the souls of the eight Yuanying realm had been hit by the eight streamers.
There is no resistance.
Xia Shaofeng watched the battle between the two sides, lest he miss the next move. The battle between the two masters is also of great benefit to him.
After the souls of the eight Yuanying realms were counterattacked by their own efforts, they instantly disintegrated and turned into black light and returned to the eight-sided soul flags.
The sound of applause sounded, "Sanskrit Yinzi is really cultivated, but today you want to leave my body and this soul, it depends on whether you have that ability." Tianyinzi laughed instead of anger, but his eyes were gloomy. Fan Yinzi chose this time to deal with himself. It was really a good time.
The eight-sided soul flag is flying in the air, and the black air is lingering. The seal is in the hands of Tianyinzi. The light is shining on the Tianyin soul umbrella, and the eight-sided soul flag echoes with the yin soul umbrella of that day.
"Double seal open" Under the roar of Tianyinzi, eight black light columns were shot from the Tianyin soul umbrella and injected into the eight-sided soul flags. After the eight-sided soul flags received the eight light columns, the dark light immediately flourished, and strange runes kept appearing on the soul flags.
Eight figures slowly condensed on the soul flag.
When Xia Shaofeng saw the eight figures, his heart sank and hurriedly conveyed the message to the ghost general, which probably meant that Xia Shaofeng was willing to help the ghost general revenge regardless of everything, but the premise was that the ghost would be willing to devour himself.
After receiving the message, the ghost thought for a while, and then looked at the eight figures. His eyes were firm and he nodded to Xia Shaofeng.
Xia Shaofeng looked at the ghost general agree and was overjoyed. He slowly absorbed the spiritual power around him and prepared to break the seal.
Eight figures stand proudly in the mid-air, and these eight souls are different from the original eight souls. Six mysterious wheels are constantly rotating at their feet. That is the six reincarnations, stepping on the reincarnation, which is already the soul of the monk in the realm of the god who has entered the door of long life.
The souls of the eight gods step on the six reincarnations, and the six reincarnations are only a vague manifestation in the realm of the gods. Despite this, Xia Shaofeng can still feel the mystery of the six reincarnations.
"Eight god realm souls, this must be the highest limit of your god soul." The voice of the Sanskrit sounded.
"Real?" The old man smiled gloomyly, and the light flashed in his hand. The ghost mirror that had been taken back appeared in the sky again. The ghost mirror of the sky has expanded dozens of times, covering the souls of the eight realms of gods.
"Now" under the order of Tianyinzi, the Tianyin ghost mirror is cast to the light, and eight figures appear on the field. The Tianyin ghost mirror has the same function as the Yinluo ghost mirror, which is copied.
In addition to the original eight soul souls in the realm of the god realm, there are now 16 souls in the realm of god realm on the field. The originally rare monks in the realm of gods now appear like cabbage.
Sixteen soul realms of gods fly in the air.
"Sixteen souls in the realm of gods, but the result is the same." The voice of Sanskrit does not have a trace of emotion.
"Wh-Ma Ba Mi Yu" Sanskrit's six-character Daming mantra was spit out, like the sound of thunder in the sky, and six runes of Buddhism and mystery fell in the sky. Sanskrit, the spokesperson of the meaning of Buddhism, and the six-character truth of the six-character Daming mantra. I don't know how much better every truth is than the great compassion.
Six golden mysterious six-character mantras spread all over the world.
Because the souls of the sixteen god realm are only the body of the soul, they cannot use magic power. Despite this, the soul of the realm of god is not so easy to provoke.
The souls of the sixteen monks in the realm of gods waved their hands, and the void broke, and in an instant, the wind turned into black dragons roaring up. The six-character truth of the Daming mantra is not afraid of any evil power. The Sanskrit sound all over the sky, the six-character Daming mantra is constantly remembered in the void, like the sound of thunder.
The six-character Ming mantra, with infinite Buddha light all over the sky, is against several black dragons with its compassionate and pure Buddha power. When the six-character truth is against the black dragon, it is like a thunderbolt, the ears of the bomber are muffled, and the yin wind black dragon disappears under a wave of six-character truth.
The six-character manor is constantly rotating, and there seems to be a Buddha sitting on each manor.
The Buddha's phantom appeared, and the six-character truth was directly lowered. Sixteen souls in the realm of the god, in the Tianyin son's Tianyin control soul. Under the Dharma, he waved eight-sided soul flags, and a huge soul array immediately appeared in the air. Tianyinzi controlled the souls of the sixteen realms of gods with all his strength.
Xia Shaofeng looked at the fighting between the big monks and picked up the corners of his mouth at this time.
"All spells devore the heart, all laws are destroyed, and my hundred years of life are exchanged for my momentary cultivation." The ancient spell in Xia Shaofeng's mouth spit out, and the dark red wheel between his eyebrows appeared. A red light rose to the sky. The blood-red wheel slowly unfolded behind Xia Shaofeng. The mysterious and strange dark red wheel was like a blood-stained reincarnation. Above the sky, six mysterious green wheels slowly opened, covering the sky.
"Wen spells devouring the heart!" Tianyinzi and Sanskrit son exclaimed at the same time, swearing in the name of reincarnation, what kind of hatred it is.
Xia Shaofeng's black hair soared to the sky, and his golden eyes emitted a strange light. Tianyinzi, it's not that easy for you to trap me. Xia Shaofeng slowly raised his right hand, stretched out a finger, and pressed it on the five-wheels of heavenly yin soul-eating wheel prison. Xia Shaofeng spit out a word indifferently. As soon as the voice fell, 108 mysterious black runes instantly appeared. Fanchen records, 108 runes now appear in front of the world with its clearest posture. .
"Fanchen's record is actually 108 Fanchen's record. Who are you? God, you lied to me." Tianyinzi roared crazily. The power of the 108 mortal records was the horror and the black figure that he never wanted to mention in his heart.
One hundred and eighty-eight records easily broke the five rounds of Tianyin soul-eating wheel prison, smashing the five wheels. Xia Shaofeng appeared around the eight jade disks behind his head and swallowed the fragments of the wheel in an instant.
"The strange day is eight yuan big. Fa, you are from Qitianmen. The heir of Qitianmen has sent someone to enter the world. Tianshi, you let me kill the people of Qitianmen. I will calculate this account with you well. After Tianyinzi saw the eight jade plates, his face was even more gloomy.
"Humph" Xia Shaofeng did not say anything, but just snorted coldly, took a step at will, and gently pressed on the six rounds of heaven and soul-eating wheels of the ghost generals, and the solid prison immediately turned into fragments and was swallowed up by the strange eight-yuan disk.
"Now, it's time to fulfill your promise." Xia Shaofeng looked at the ghost general coldly.
The ghost general looked at the man in front of him and made a laughing voice. Under the gaze of Xia Shaofeng, he turned into four fire souls. A green flame in Xia Shaofeng's hand slowly beat, and the four fire souls seemed to see something and flew straight into the flame.