Chapter 2755

The golden needle stabs the soul, and the endless pain rushes into the mind like a tide. Not only the meridian bones, but also the spirit seems to be torn to pieces. However, the pressure on the body suddenly lightens. Gu Fenghua clenched his teeth, endured the pain of the split soul, and continued to print his fingerprints.

The burst of the array finally stopped, and the light of the water wave rippled on the border again. However, even so, it could only be delayed for a while. The cracks on the border still spread like cobwebs. However, the shield, which was jointly laid by your ancestors, is full of holes.

The pressure came from all directions. Gu Fenghua snorted. The fine blood mist sprayed from every pore of his body and dyed the white robe red.

"Fenghua!" Luo en and Bai pangzi Ye colorless rushed out of the cabin and ran towards Gu Fenghua. However, before they rushed to the front of the body, they were pressed by the huge pressure and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and their feet became faltering.

The magic light flashed on their bodies, and it was Gu Fenghua's body protection magic weapon that played a role. Thanks to the protection of these magic weapons, otherwise they would be seriously injured and unable to move as soon as they got out of the cabin.

"What are you doing? Go back!" Gu Fenghua exclaimed.

The three men shook their heads, and at the same time, they put a layer of air shield on Gu Fenghua's body. However, they were no longer able to compete with the pressure, and slowly fell to the ground. The blood, like the flood of breaking the dike, poured out.

Looking at this scene, Gu Fenghua's heart seems to be torn to pieces, and his vision is blurred by tears. And her consciousness, also gradually disappear, into the void.

"When you look at the Bodhisattva in itself and practice Prajna paramita, you can see that all the five implications are empty, and you can go through all the hardships. Sariki, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and so is the feeling of knowing and doing... "In my ears, suddenly came the familiar voice of Buddha, but it was so deep.

Gu Fenghua suddenly regained his consciousness. Looking up, he saw master Yijie standing beside him with a wand, reciting the Scriptures in a low voice. A golden light covered his head and Lorne's head. It looked like a lotus flower in full bloom, sprinkling Golden Buddha light.

In the light of the Buddha, Gu Fenghua felt that the pressure on his body was reduced by more than half, and Luo en and Bai pangzi also stood up again. However, master Yijie's face was as pale as ashes. His originally fat and strong figure suddenly became thin and wrinkled, as if he were tens or even hundreds of years old.

Obviously, master Yijie sacrificed his own life yuan to perform such mysterious Buddhism, so as to save their lives.

"Master!" Ye colorless tears, hard to come to master Yijie's side.

Lornen and Bai Pang also came, looking at master Yijie's aging face, they were moved to tears.

Of course, Gu Fenghua was also moved. Next to him, Wu Tianheng and his predecessors had already vomited blood, but master Yijie was safe and sound. Gu Fenghua realized that his strength was definitely more than that of the emperor. Relying on the power of the Dharma, it may not be difficult for him to save his life in the collapsed space.

But now, in order to protect them, master Yijie does not hesitate to sacrifice Shouyuan, which is bound to hurt his vitality. How can he save his life in this collapsed space? How could Gu Fenghua not be moved?