Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Jin Chan had forgotten how many times he had seen the same footprints. It seemed that since the inn, he could see a pair of heart-wrenching footprints wherever he went.

As for why he was worried, he didn't know.

But that dull feeling of pain continued to bother him.

He has traveled to many places in Central China, but the blurry face in his mind has never become clear.

He thought about going faster to see if he could catch up with the person in front.

But every time he had this thought, his body began to feel extremely uncomfortable, as if trying to stop himself.

At this moment, he actually felt like he was losing control of his body for a short time.

When he set foot in Yujin Mansion, the city was still deserted. Jin Chan seemed to be thinking about something and walked in one direction.

In one of the rooms in that dungeon, he saw the pair of footprints again.

This time, a wave of sadness surged in his heart like a tide, and Jin Chan even touched his cheek foolishly.

There, two lines of tears quietly slid down.

Cried?

He, a Dharma image, actually cried?
This was an extremely incredible thing. Jin Chan even stood still at this moment. He felt that something was wrong with him.

Suddenly, when the blurred and intertwined faces in his mind seemed to be about to be pieced together clearly, a voice broke it at an inopportune time.

"Golden Cicada, come back!"

That was Di Liuxin's voice, and it was even full of anger.

He should have arrived at the battlefield where the Eastern and Western Territories meet long ago, but he was delayed here for too long for the so-called answers.

In just a few blinks of an eye, Di Liuxin's voice urged again.

He could not hesitate any longer, nor did he dare to hesitate any longer. He walked out of the cell at a rapid pace, looked at the desolate city, sighed slowly, and then turned into golden light and rushed straight into the sky.

Coconut had just been released from prison and was walking aimlessly around the city like a zombie.

She had searched all the places she and Yixian had been to, and this was the last place, but she never saw him again.

After searching for a while, she had lost a lot of weight and looked even more haggard.

Suddenly, when a golden light flashed in the distance, her heart was inexplicably tightened, and she rushed forward without any hesitation.

Even though the golden light was extremely powerful, even though the aura was extremely terrifying, but...

The familiar feeling made her forget everything.

Jin Chan also felt an inexplicable distress while escaping. He couldn't help but look back, but only saw a blurry figure. He wanted to stop and take a closer look.

But Di Liuxin's urging voice was becoming increasingly cold and harsh.

He didn't dare to delay any longer and could only frown for a while, and the next moment he immediately disappeared into the sky.

"One string!"

Coconut was already crying loudly at this time, she knew that it was definitely Yixian.

The strength will change, the aura will change, but that blurry figure will never change.

Di Liuxin's expression was terribly cold at this moment, and he even had murderous intent in his eyes.

In this plan, there was a link that should not have had any mistakes, but it did.

What is the Golden Cicada? It is a man-made Dharma image, a tool, and a part of the layout.

To say that he is a human being is simply to say that he has occupied another person's body.

It is not a human being after all.

But it was this inhuman thing that actually delayed his plan.

Below, Yuanrong has discovered the secret of the platform and is constantly destroying the stone pillars.

Above, Wujiu pursued relentlessly, determined to pester him to death.

Above my head, the magic circle was falling much slower.

Once the platform is destroyed, everything the Tiandao Sect has done this time will be in vain, or in other words, the Tiandao Sect’s thousand-year layout will also be ruined.

So he couldn't help but be angry, and the murderous intent in Di Liuxin's heart kept echoing in his chest.

Regardless of whether this arrangement was successful or not, he decided to kill Jin Chan.

"How dare you get distracted!"

This was the only time that Di Liuxin heard the same words from other people. Wujiu stepped on Shura and turned into a long black shadow, shining with the Dharmakāya and killing him together.

Di Liuxin was a step slow. When Fashang just made a move to fight, the opponent had already circled behind him. The dark power penetrated Fashang's back and spread to his body.

puff!
This was one of the rare times that Di Liuxin was injured. Blood flowed like a cicada and disappeared into the air. The next moment, he became furious and his aura surged. The dark power behind him was swept away, and he even broke away from his Dharma form and fought with Wujiu.

The melee combat methods of both sides were as fast as lightning, and their positions changed almost instantly.

Beside him, two Dharma images were also fighting extremely fiercely.

Han Yu's eyes suddenly lit up. It seemed that the situation on the battlefield had changed!

It seems that Yama Palace is making up for the disadvantage.

This is undoubtedly good news for him.

In this way, he doesn't even have to take any risks. He can just watch the show here and then go back.

But he was still thinking too beautifully.

Although Yuanrong could not destroy this large number of stone pillars quickly, he did not need to destroy them completely. He just needed to make them incapable of functioning.

Pieces of stone forests kept falling down, and with loud bangs, they were smashed into pieces. It was visible to the naked eye that the speed at which the magic circle was pulled down slowed down again.

"Ha ha!"

Yuanrong laughed loudly, stepped on the evil ghost and returned to the platform. This time, he directly controlled the Baizhang Dharma Image and hugged the platform.

By the same token, since it doesn't need to be destroyed, just make it incapable of functioning.

Now he wants to completely tear down this platform!
But just as he got started, his Dharma image suddenly stagnated and a strange rhythm was heard.

"Hahaha!" Di Liuxin was also laughing. This was the last insurance of the platform, but it could also be a trap.

Originally, I should have tricked one of these two people at the beginning, but I didn't expect that it would become the last resort now.

Yuanrong's expression suddenly changed. He couldn't move. No, to say, both he and Fashang couldn't move.

It was as if he and the Dharma image were forcibly sucked by the platform, and the endless vitality was gradually drawn out of his body through the Dharma image.

This scene horrified him so much that he immediately prepared to withdraw his Dharma image, but what shocked him even more was that not only was he unable to move his body, but even his spiritual power was blocked.

This scene is very similar to the scene when Han Yu held the sundial in his arms.

But the situation was different after all, as Han Yu was only holding a small piece.

But this guy was holding something that was hundreds of times bigger.

"Now I finally understand why the wise old man doesn't let me rely on my physical body alone for everything."

Han Yu sighed secretly. This guy's fate was the best example.

If my former self had faced this kind of situation, I would probably have just rushed forward!
What the wise old man said is right. These old ghosts in the Shinto realm have too many tricks up their sleeves. They can kill me without even destroying my physical body!
At the moment, Yuanrong could neither withdraw his Dharma image nor make any movement. He could only stand dumbfounded on top of Shura's head, allowing the vitality to continue to flow into the platform through the evil spirit.

"Come and help me tear it apart!"

He couldn't help but shout loudly.

Wujiu's face changed and he was about to turn over, but this time it was Di Liuxin who entangled him.

"The damn thing."

Wujiu gritted his teeth in anger.

"Stay!"

Di Liuxin sneered and pointed his finger, and a powerful air wave bombarded, exploding with brilliant colors.

Seeing the extremely fierce fighting above, Han Yu's heart sank again.

Damn, what are these old ghosts doing with all these twists and turns.

I was just about to say that I just needed to watch the show, but now it’s gone so soon?

"So I still need to disrupt the situation after all?"

Han Yu sighed helplessly. If he wanted to take the platform, it would not be a big problem. He just needed to give him enough time and Hexi Zhan would be able to destroy it.

Just as he was about to take action, a dishevelled figure rushed out from underground.

Han Yu was stunned, with a strange look on his face.

This old ghost is not dead!

The old ghost Han Yu mentioned was Wu Tang. After being strangled by Di Liuxin's fierce sword intent, this guy disappeared. He thought he was dead.

I didn't expect that he was only seriously injured. I have to say, he is still lucky.

"I come!"

Wu Tang shouted angrily in a cold voice, and the Dharma image continued to condense. When it appeared, the seventy-foot Dharma image had already taken shape.

He was able to knock Han Yu off the stone platform back then, and now he must be planning to use the same trick again.

A powerful force emanated from the Dharmakāya's hand and the next moment it directly hit the evil ghost's Dharmakāya.

That’s right, Yuanrong did not directly touch the platform. As long as he could destroy the evil ghost’s image, Yuanrong would be able to break free.

What he didn't expect was that even with his full strength attack, he couldn't shake the evil ghost at all.

"If you can't blast the Dharma image, blast me."

Yuanrong hurriedly urged loudly.

After all, his body is not as strong as Shura's. He cannot shake Shura, but he can shake him.

Wu Tang hesitated for a moment, fearing that he might accidentally kill someone.

"Don't just stand there, hurry up, the magic circle is coming down again."

Unexpectedly, Yuanrong could be so cruel to him. He looked up at the top of his head and spoke again in a cold voice.

Wu Tang gritted his teeth, and the evil ghost attacked again, slapping the tiny figure above Shura's head hard.

puff!
Yuanrong spit out a mouthful of blood and was stunned for a moment.

Not only was he dumbfounded, Wu Tang was also dumbfounded.

Why can’t I move?

Yes, Yuanrong was like being nailed to the head of an evil spirit, not moving at all.

"Come again!"

Yuanrong shouted again without giving up.

Wu Tang nodded with a serious face, and this time he used all his strength. Suddenly there was a thunderous sound, which was the sound of the Dharmakāya fan.

bump!
There was a violent earthquake.

vomit!
This time Yuanrong didn't spit out blood, but vomited instead.

Bile was vomited out along with the blood.

Wu Tang no longer needed the other party's reminder. He attacked again on his own and slapped out three times in a row.

There were loud thunders and roars.

The wind and thunder were so strong that the figure was staggering, but there was no sign of the person leaving the evil spirit.

This scene is really outrageous!

Han Yu was almost stunned, and then he couldn't help but almost laughed out loud.

Although the occasion was quite serious, Wu Tang and Yuan Rong were really acting like a double act, which was extremely hilarious.

Wu Tang wanted to continue trying, but Yuan Rong couldn't help but speak.

"Why don't you just fight the evil spirits..." (End of this chapter)