Chapter 1486

Ye Pengfei stood in front of the stone tablet for a whole day. As time went by, his breath became more ethereal, as if the whole person wanted to meditate.

In a trance, ye Pengfei seems to have returned to the abyss of hell. He sees a strange oil lamp. The golden light of the oil lamp is flashing and printed with countless Buddhist patterns. But the light is red, ye Pengfei looked up, only to see a red enchanting pearl floating quietly in the lamp core, the red light is sent out from the Pearl.

Ye Pengfei looked at the delicate pearl, a familiar feeling rose in his heart, he faintly felt that the Buddha pearl and he seemed to have countless ties.

Hum!

At this time, a decisive sword sounds from ye Pengfei's head. Ye Pengfei quickly looks up.

This is Shinan sword!

Ye Pengfei looks at the Shinan sword in the middle of the sky, only to see the red light of the sword surging out. A startling spiritual wave surges out of the Shinan sword, and with the madness of death, it pours into the red bead.

Ye Pengfei looked at the fanatical Shinan sword spirit and felt inexplicable pain in his heart. His right hand held his chest tightly, and his whole body squatted down. An indescribable sadness gushed from the bottom of his heart. The feeling was like amnesia. It was clear that his heart was in pain, but he couldn't remember anything.

Ye Pengfei especially hates the feeling of being kept in the dark. There was a trace of tears rolling down his eyes, but he didn't know where to start and where to go. He hit his chest one after another, trying to get rid of the sadness with the help of pain, but just hit his chest, but he didn't feel any pain.

He frowned slightly and looked at himself, only to find that he was just a divine consciousness. In other words, he was like a spectator who went back to the past time and space. He could only feel but could not stop it. Ye Pengfei had no choice but to watch it quietly.

With the extraordinary powerful spirit power pouring into the red bead, a magical ripple gushes out from the red bead, and the awe inspiring killing intention gives birth to a gentle feeling. Then, the Buddha's great prosperity and the red light reflected each other, blending with each other, and turned into a purple essence.

There was a trace of Dao meaning in the purple awn, which covered all the dense night forks beside the stone lamp. The gentle breath was like a ripple passing through the hearts of those night forks. The sadness in their eyes gradually dissipated, and replaced by a peaceful breath.

Ye Pengfei is a little shocked. He knows a lot about the memory of these nocturnal forks. These nocturnal forks are the pets kept by the demon king. In ancient times, they were all powerful generals for him to gallop around the world.

Even if you are alone, you are in a dilemma, but now you are kneeling beside the stone lamp. Ye Peng didn't have time to fear. He saw that under the cover of purple awn, the killing intention in the eyes of those yecha gradually faded away, and the gentle and kind charm poured out from their bodies.

The heavy weapons were gently put on the ground by them, and the sharp thing was that the claws and teeth were slowly closed, and the body was squatting, extremely devout.

Looking at these night forks and showing mercy, ye Pengfei murmured: "even if the Buddha comes, it's just like this!"

"Amitabha!"

A Buddhist Scripture sounded from the sky above the stone lamp. Ye Pengfei saw that there was a figure at the source of the Buddha's light. The head was wearing a Pilu crown and a cassock, just like a monk. He held a staff, a hand holding beads, a kind face, people can not help but produce a sense of affinity.

"There's no end to the sea of bitterness, and it's time to look back."

The compassionate man looked at the evil figure under the Yellow clock. With a wave of his right hand, a wisp of purple awn shot at him through the Yellow clock.

"Ah

The old man uttered a tearing cry, his face was ferocious, and his killing intention was sharp.

Ye Pengfei fixed his eyes and saw that the monk was not someone else. It was the monk who had cheated Ye Pengfei in the Jingfo temple before. He also remembered that the monk said that he had no heaven. That day, ye Pengfei almost died in his hands.

That no day is illuminated by that purple light, like a burning fire, all over the body pain, scream repeatedly.

"Since you don't give me a way to live, I don't want the Tathagata to be satisfied!"

There was a trace of cruelty on Wu Tian's face. He tore his robe off and showed his strange body. Pengfei's whole body was divided into two different colors, but the upper and lower parts of his body were not biased.

Wu Tian suddenly raised his golden arm and rushed to Da Lu with one hand.

At that moment, the Buddha's light was great, and the evil heaven was full of holy breath. It was like a compassionate Buddha walking between heaven and earth. However, after passing the big bell, the Buddha's spirit on Wutian's body became much dimmer, but the evil spirit of the whole body became more powerful.

This kind of change makes Ye Pengfei very strange. He has been fighting with Wutian for a long time. He never knew that he had such strong ability. It really made Ye Pengfei a little shocked, but when he thought about it, he also understood that Wutian was the first person in the Buddha's seat, which made sense.In the middle of the sky, the compassionate monk, holding a scepter in the air, poured out the purple light and roared toward the sky. Wu Tianyan saw this. He was so cruel that he quickly bit the tip of his tongue. A blood essence spurted out of his mouth. Then the whole person's blood essence momentum suddenly increased by three points.

Already as fast as lightning, the speed of the whole person is soaring by three points, and there is a burst sound in the air. Wutian's body has long been transformed into a black and gold color, and poured into the body of "Ye Pengfei" in a sudden manner.

Ye Pengfei's eyes wide open, straight looking at the place where Wutian disappeared, because there, he saw himself. That frail self.

With the influx of Wutian, there was a burning sensation on his back. The black light and the Golden Buddha's will alternate one after another. He took Ye Pengfei as an ancient battlefield and started fighting. It seemed that he was fighting for the control of Ye Pengfei's body.

The compassionate monk showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, with a kind of calmness of success. His hands open, purple breath into the body of Ye Pengfei, the two different forces toward the back. That strange power meets purple light and can't resist. Like spring water, it merges into Ye Pengfei's back, and finally turns into a strange pattern.

Ye Pengfei's face is full of confusion. He takes a look at the pattern and has a trace of enlightenment in his heart. Because this design is not something else, it's really the mysterious totem of Ye Pengfei's previous back!

Seeing that everything was being repaired, the compassionate monk suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Pengfei. With a wave of his long sleeve, ye Pengfei felt a strong force pouring out of his body and pulled Ye Pengfei out of the hell again.