Chapter 997

Solemnly puzzled, looking at Song Ling Shiwei, he saw Song Ling's empty move, and the dragon plate nailed to the ground flew out and fell into Song Ling's hands.

Then Song Ling took a look at Takahashi, who was standing on the top of the mountain. Suddenly, he sneered and pointed to the three bronze bells in the air. When the bell rang, he went in and fell into the position where the dragon plate was before.

"Destiny can't be changed. Some things are better developed according to their original track." Song Lingyou said.

When Takahashi saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel angry. Because Song Ling's doing this is equivalent to bringing back the curse of the Takahashi family. It's just the thing that suppresses the curse, from the dragon plate to the bronze bell.

But then he burst out laughing: "do you think this will make the Takahashi family perish? You are so naive! It took me ten years to find all the resources and gamble all of them to get you here. Do you think it's just to watch you perform? Ha ha, fatalism. Fatalism is a good thing. It's the sharpest knife, sharp enough to cut everything. This time, none of you can escape, including your disgusting nation

"Takahashi, what do you want to do?" Solemnly, a bad feeling appeared in my heart, and I said quickly.

Takahashi Jun is no longer reply, but mouth recite a curse, suddenly in the hands of eight close mirror thrown up.

Only eight close mirror swish a circle, instant bigger, like a huge pot cover, will cover the whole Dragon Cave.

See this scene, solemn suddenly understand the purpose of Takahashi Jun.

As he said, fate is the sharpest blade, enough to cut everything. That's why he will try his best to gather these people who are most involved in fate together, use the eight close mirror to absorb all people's souls, and use these people's intertwined power of fate to cut off the dragon vein!

Once the dragon is broken, the curse of Takahashi will disappear. What's more, the fate of the solemn and others is too entangled. The power over thousands of years is enough to cut off the whole dragon vein of Kunlun mountain!

Once the Chinese ancestral dragon is broken, the whole nation will fall into an unprecedented disaster, and may even be in danger of extermination!

"Madman, this madman! Stop him He murmured solemnly and ran to Takahashi.

Although Song Ling and qianmingshan don't care about this, they don't want their souls to be sucked away by the eight close mirror. They also look at each other and rush towards Takahashi Jun in the air.

It's just that, surprisingly. Just as a few people started to move, they saw a flash of light on the eight near mirror, such as a circle of ripples on the water mirror, which vibrated down from the air, enveloping the solemn, Song Ling and others.

A few people are like flies in a glass, no matter how they move, they can't break through this layer of confinement.

Boom boom, Song Ling eyes a cold, suddenly put forward the lantern, and then a throw away the lantern, only to see the lamp inside the rest of the vast yinlei all pour out, bombardment to the eight near mirror.

There was a violent explosion, and all the people in the earthquake stood unsteadily and fell to the ground.

Eight near mirror is a shake, as if to crack general. But a moment later, it returned to its original state, and there were puffs of suction coming from it, penetrating the bodies of all people, to draw their souls into the mirror.

"Ha ha ha, don't fight fearlessly, you can't escape! This is destiny, the greatest power in the world Takahashi laughed wildly and said.

Seeing the last vast Yin thunder burst open, they couldn't shake the eight close mirror. Song Ling can't help showing a trace of despair in her eyes.

At this time, the eight close mirror was urged by Takahashi Jun, even more double the suction, all people only feel the soul shock, half out of the body, as long as there is another force, will be inhaled into the eight close mirror.

All eyes were closed, but they were in a semi coma. The soul is the power of life, without power, the body can only be a walking corpse.

"Solemn brother, wake up, wake up And at this time, a clear voice of children shouting.

But Xiao an. He was not affected by the eight close mirror!

He has been sleeping for thousands of years, and now he has become the lotus heart free magic power, but he has become the embodiment of lotus, and his soul will never leave the body!

But under the shout, solemnity had no response at all, as if dead.

Xiao'an is so anxious that he suddenly sits cross knee beside him and reads the Lotus Sutra silently.

"The master of Lotus Sutra is the root of all Buddhas. It's a great summer, and it's a thousand years old... "

Duan Duan's scriptures flow out of xiao'an's mouth. The truth is like a cassock and flows on xiao'an's body. Xiao'an's safe body is bright, like a charcoal fire. At the beginning, there is only a small flower. The more it burns, the more prosperous it is. Gradually, the solemnity around her is covered.

Originally, the solemn soul was about to leave the body and was inhaled into the eight close mirror.

But with the stability of xiao'an's scriptures, the solemn soul suddenly has inexplicable power and returns to the body.

And solemnity opened her eyes.

"No! Takahashi must be stopped! " A solemn look around people's appearance, startled.

But how to stop it? The power of the eight close mirror is far beyond the solemn imagination.

"The power of destiny, the power of destiny..." he murmured, solemnly looking at Gao Qiaojun in the air.

Suddenly, an aura flashed in his solemn mind: "no matter how big the fate is, it's no bigger than destiny. Destiny is nothing but life and death. The birth and death of all things are caused by destiny. In that case, I will use destiny to break it! "

A touch of sacred color flashed on the solemn face, and the original expression of fear and worry also settled down.

Then he closed his eyes and entered the state of visualization again.

But the solemn consciousness is to enter the depths of the mind, with all his strength, wrapped in the hidden in the depths of his mind that the eye of death.

You Hou Xi is the symbol of death in Indian civilization! The eye of death, which he left behind, naturally has the power of death!

This is a greater destiny than fate!

The eye of death is pulled out of the sea of knowledge and radiates through the solemn eye of Feng Shui.

The three moral mother coins on the grave also move in response to the voice, floating around the grave and providing strength for the grave.

I saw an eye in the center of solemn brow. As soon as it appeared, it turned the surrounding into black.

"Fate can't escape death, eye of death, break it for me!" Solemnly and harshly.

Then he saw the solemn eyes of death suddenly burst out of thousands of light, strands of light to the air of the eight near mirror.

Eight near mirror also seems to be aware of the danger, emitting layers of light, want to stop the eye of death penetration. But it's useless. It's like snow meets the scorching sun, and the light of the eight close mirror is instantly melted by the eye of death.

The power of thousands of deaths is put into the eight near mirror.

"What is this? No... no! " Takahashi also felt the terrible power, exclaimed in dismay.

It's just, it's late.

The power of death shines on the eight close mirror, and only a loud click is heard. The eight close mirror is broken into pieces.

All of a sudden, the clouds over the people's heads dispersed, and the rising sun slowly fell.

Poof, Takahashi, who controls the eight near mirror, spits out a mouthful of blood.

"How could it be, how could it be? I don't agree, I don't agree! " Takahashi Jun roared at the top of his voice.

However, the next moment, I saw a blood shadow climbing up the mountain, winding around Takahashi.

"When you die, you take it."

Blood shadow is like a wire saw, deep into Takahashi Jun's body, will he become a piece of broken meat.

However, the awakened Qianming mountain instantly killed Gao Qiaojun.

"Serious brother, serious brother!" At this time, the solemnity of controlling the eye of the God of death suddenly became dark and fainted.

Driving the eye of death is exhausting all the power of solemnity.

The dust settles and the smoke disappears.

Takahashi, who has been trying to break his destiny, failed to escape the power of destiny. He who eats his own fruit dies with hatred.

The Takahashi family may be able to survive for a few years, but under the curse, they can only go to the end.

After the recovery of soberness, you look at me, I look at you, and all of a sudden they laugh together.

"A big dream, the road has always been ahead." It's Wang who found his way.

"The samsara of life and death, I and the empress have one thing is the same, that is to pursue their own beliefs. Madam, can we start Qianming mountain looked at Song Ling and said with a smile.

Song Ling didn't say anything, nodded and took the dragon plate to the distance.

Whether Longpan has the ability to travel through time and space is not clear to her. But I need to find a quiet place to open it. But qianmingshan was right, but they never gave up pursuing their faith.

The sun shines on them, and Song Ling and Qianming mountain disappear.

In a trance, people see Song Ling looking back. It seemed that it was her last nostalgia for solemnity or Wu jingluan.

Now the dust is clear. Goodbye, passers-by.

Ma Rulong also looked at the solemn coma, shook his head and said, "when he wakes up, tell him that the matter between me and him will be written off. If he doesn't agree, he can go to Yanjing to find me. The Exorcist dragon, Ma Rulong, is waiting for you

With that, he walked away.

At this time, only solemn, Liu duo, Xiao an and Zen monk were left.

But Chan Ji chanted a Buddha's name and said, "this boy's calamity has been solved, and I don't want to go back to Qingping temple to accept the rules and regulations, so I'll travel around. Good bye, ladies and gentlemen. "

Finish saying, but also left.

Liu duo and Xiao an look at each other helplessly. They drag their solemnity to the place where the sun rises.