Reflect the world

Chapter 759 Dark Spirit Mountain (Second Change)

Glancing at the corpses flowing down the river, every corpse is Tang Xuanming. Such a scene is enough to make people crazy, but Tang Xuanming just curled his lips slightly, and said to himself: "There are still photographs in the Buddhist Holy Land." The special effects of a horror movie!"

After walking along Lingshan for a while, Tang Xuanming saw a magnificent stone gate. Even though the stone gate was dilapidated, he could still imagine the scene of the glory days.

The Shimen is in a special state, even if it is tattered, it still isolates all sounds.

Tang Xuanming couldn't find the slightest abnormality on the outside, but the body where his heart was located could vaguely detect the soaring resentment, and the angry howls of various Buddhas and demons became more and more clear.

Sun Wukong's voice in that life: "My old grandson, I don't want to seek an afterlife in this life." It was deafening, as if it was ringing in my ears.

But when you look closely, everything disappears again. This dilapidated stone gate blocks the eyes of all observers, and everything in Lingshan is sealed. No one can know what happened inside.

"Behind the gate is the Daleiyin Temple and the legendary Eight Treasures Merit Pond, where the white dragon horse transforms and truly becomes a fairy god Bodhisattva, but unfortunately..."

Tang Xuanming stepped across the stone gate, feeling a sudden darkness in front of his eyes, instead of the endless Buddha light, there was the demonic and demonic energy of Taotian.

The most sacred place in Buddhism is not sacred and pure at all, but terrifying.

There are dark and unfathomable cracks everywhere in the void. The violent wind is like a giant dragon, whistling fiercely. It is like possessing spirituality, condensing into giant dragons one after another, and like shackles one after another, circling the Lingshan Mountain The center rotates, and in the center is not the most sacred and sacred mountain in the legend, but an iron rod that pierces the sky and the earth.

There are gold hoops on the upper and lower ends of the iron rod, and countless tiny lightning bolts surround the iron rod that pierces through the sky.

One after another blue lotus blooms and withers beside the iron rod. In the center of the lotus, there are real stars in the universe rotating, constantly being born and then destroyed.

Tang Xuanming just glanced at it and then retracted his gaze. He was still at the location level and couldn't bear the massive rules and laws contained in it.

That was the wildest and fiercest force in this world before Meng Qi appeared, and the most violent blow before the destruction of Lingshan.

The body at the heart is constantly staring at the void, carefully watching the imprint left by the stick, the best theories are left behind by the most top-notch magical books, and now the stick left by Monkey King Monkey King is the best. A good demonstration, the best example, benefited Tang Xuanming a lot from the body of the heart.

"This world is not dedicated to playing with the rules. There are also existences that break the law with force and bulldoze everything violently. Monkey King, the Monkey King, really lives up to his reputation."

Ontology sighed softly.

And in the void, the imprint left by the eternity is still reverberating.

"My old grandson will not cultivate the afterlife in this life."

That sound continued to echo in the mountains, layer upon layer, and it has been like this for thousands of years.

Listening to this, Tang Xuanming even felt his blood boil, as if he saw the great emperor of this era.

But he quickly calmed down and gave a low laugh.

"Invincible vertically and horizontally, if you don't cultivate the afterlife, but you can't reach the other shore, you will be someone else's pawn after all."

It was dark in front of him, without sunlight, and the overlapping darkness made people feel frightened.

And there are one after another dark cracks hidden in the darkness, which is even more frightening.

Unless it is a person at the Dharma body level, even if the peak of the location encounters that kind of crack, he will be swallowed on the spot, and he does not know where he will fall into the world.

The strong wind blowing out of the crack even sparked tiny sparks on Tang Xuanming's body, but Tang Xuanming didn't care. There were even people of the other side level participating in the battle back then, and the aftermath of the battle left behind was still extremely strong even after eternity. fear.

It was thanks to Ananda that he was able to move forward normally here.

The road was twists and turns, and among the relics like Lingshan, even Tang Xuanming did not dare to be careless.

After wandering around for half an hour, they didn't find anything unusual, no corpses, no treasure fragments, and no legendary Daleiyin Temple.

call!
Tang Xuanming's eyes were fixed, and a black-faced man suddenly appeared in front of him amidst the howling of the mountain peak, with a strong demonic aura that could suffocate all the people below the exterior scene.

According to the level of human practice, it is a supreme existence that has crossed the first ladder.

It's just that the big black-faced man's eyes are empty, there are many signs of decay on his body and face, and there are layers of cyan hair on his body. He has been dead for many years and has become a zombie that has not entered the six realms of reincarnation.

"Old Zongzi!"

After finding out the situation, Tang Xuanming calmed down instead.

The black-faced man stood in front of him blankly, without moving, but he was already blocked on the main road up the mountain, and he had to pass by him if he wanted to go up the mountain.

"If you want to see the Buddha and Bodhisattva, it's not bad to practice your hands with two monsters first."

Tang Xuanming stepped forward slowly, neither dodging nor dodging. When he got within a foot of the black-faced man, the eyes of the black-faced man who had been empty turned blood-red, and the demonic aura of Taotian roiled, forming thick dark clouds However, ordinary people who are new to the outside world will be terrified in the face of this terrible power.

The futon-like palm stretched out, about to slap Tang Xuanming's head away like a watermelon.

In its induction, the person in front of him is full of qi and blood, but his strength is low, which is the ultimate tonic.

"Jumping Clown!"

The long knife at Tang Xuanming's waist was automatically unsheathed and jumped into his hand.

The originally unfathomable aura, like an ancient well, suddenly erupted.

The power of the half-step dharma body soared to the sky, and the dharma form and the physical body were initially fused, coating his physical body with a layer of golden light, just like a Buddha.

The next moment, he was about to send the black-faced man in front of him into reincarnation.

But at this moment, a shocking change happened suddenly.

The huge futon-like palm of the black-faced man suddenly stopped, and the blood-red light in his pupils changed and became hollow again, as if he lost all his sanity at once.

Tang Xuanming was stunned for a moment, not understanding why such a change occurred.

And the empty pupils in the eye sockets of the black-faced man with empty eyes in front of him turned, and he quickly glanced at the long knife in Tang Xuanming's hand. The big futon-like hand that was originally raised slowly retracted. Among them, he pressed on the chest covered with blue corpse hair.

It seemed to say that I just wanted to scratch the itch, not fight.

pat!

After tens of thousands of years, the already rotting body couldn't bear the strength of the right hand, and a large piece of flesh and blood suddenly fell off, exposing the empty chest.

The scene suddenly froze, and the black-faced man seemed to be frozen.

Then, in Tang Xuanming's puzzled eyes, like a rusty robot, it slid to the side bit by bit and got out of the way of the main road.

Seeing that Tang Xuanming was still staying in place, the eyes of this spineless monster zombie suddenly froze, lost all divine light, tilted his head, and fell straight on the ground.

His actions made Tang Xuanming a little interested, and he was not in a hurry to leave. He approached the zombie a little bit. He could feel that as he walked in, the breath of the zombie became more and more tense, but it remained motionless. , lying on the ground and pretending to be dead.

Tang Xuanming had some bad fun, tilted his head and looked at the zombie who was pretending to be dead, then suddenly squatted down, the breath of the black-faced man suddenly became extremely tense, the fingers of his right hand twitched, and then completely motionless the next moment.

Because Tang Xuanming's knife was already on its neck.

(End of this chapter)