This feeling is so real.

It's no wonder that those monks will sink into it. Such a powerful force can really make those who seek Tao lose their mind.

This body, really has endless power! And this power can control people's hearts.

In the scuffle, Shen Lang killed all directions, which attracted him with a suffocating force, which made him uncontrollable and almost lost himself.

In the confusion, Shen Lang's ear seemed to hear six Sanskrit sounds.

"Oh, Ma, Ni, Ba, MI, Hong!"

An idea was shot into his eyebrows. Shen Lang's body was filled with six Golden Buddhist texts, just like a shield. The light of Buddha shone on his whole body and dispelled the violent spirit in Shen Lang's heart.

It's a six character motto!

"Wake up!"

Shen Lang was shocked all over his body. In an instant, he knew that he was almost trapped in it. He immediately bit the tip of his tongue and recited the six character proverbs in his heart.

Finally, the mind is restored to pure brightness!

However, the surrounding scene did not change. It was still the ancient battlefield above the sea of blood, and Shen Lang continued to display his sword magic power to kill the powerful enemy.

However, Shen Lang was not engulfed by his own powerful power, but as a bystander, he observed everything around him.

The battlefield is divided into two sides, one is the human friars such as Shen Lang, while the enemy friars are mostly dressed in gold robes, mixed with a large number of real spirits and wild beasts.

Shen Lang's body at present is obviously not the strength that a monk of Mahayana period can have. Only a true immortal in the upper world can reach the level!

He tried to let out divine observation, and his heart was shocked.

The scope of this ancient battlefield has spread to hundreds of millions of miles!

That is to say, in the tens of billions of miles, there are friars fighting! The number of monks on both sides was appalling.

Shen Lang can't help but be surprised. It's hard to imagine such a big war.

Why are there such amazing scenes in the murals?

The war lasted for more than ten days. Shen Lang felt that he had been killing for more than ten days. Instead of being tired, he became more and more enthusiastic and was infected by the killing breath.

Even if there are six character proverbs to protect his body, Shen Lang still felt that he was almost swallowed up by the strength in his body several times. Fortunately, he barely supported it.

He has a very unique feeling, as if the sword domain magic has been mastered by himself!

In fact, there is a bright space vortex above Shen Lang's head, which is the exit of the mural.

Shen Lang should have left.

But his chest suddenly burst of colic, feeling very sad, this sadness deja vu.

Shen Lang always has a premonition that something will happen next!

The battle has come to an end, and those enemy friars have been killed completely. When Shen Lang feels that it is over.

In the blood sea sky condenses a huge face, like a twisted ferocious face.

The huge face, the twisted corner of his mouth twitched, as if he had said something, but Shen Lang could not hear a sound.

Then the huge face disappeared.

The sky is covered with white light, as if the whole world is filled with white light.

God, it's falling down!

Countless monks bathed in the white light, and their bodies turned into powder.

At the moment, the Black Lotus can be suppressed to a great extent!

A great black figure did not enter the Black Lotus, angry way: "broken, Black Lotus

The sky roared, the Black Lotus broke into pieces, turned into countless pieces, a large number of black light rose out, hard to resist the white light falling from the sky.

The roar makes one's ears tingle. The sea of blood and waves are surging and the sea water is pouring back.

Then, Shen Lang's whole body was wrapped by a ray of light blood.

Everything around them was destroyed, and the blood turned into nothingness, and the bodies of the friars in the battlefield were also turned into smoke and dust.

Only Shen Lang is safe!

Shocked, Shen Lang suddenly found himself covered with a light layer of blood light, which protected him. This breath is a little familiar, just like the breath from the goddess of Styx.

……

At the moment, Lu Yun under the mural of sword region looks at the mural in the air.

Lu Yun was shocked to see that the murals were covered with gold before. All the monks in Mahayana period could only make the murals shine white. It's incredible that this boy can make the murals shine with gold!

After the golden mansions were collected, the mural gradually gushed out a strange blood light!

Lu Yun was even more shocked: "for so many years, the mural has never released such light. Is this boy..."

……

The top of the main peak of Fangcun mountain.

In the colorful light ring formed by Jiuji Tianshu in the sky, the blood light of the dazzling pole suddenly gushed out.Xi Feng, who witnessed this scene, was so shocked that he couldn't help crying out, "master, what's the matter with this light?"

Zhang Daoling has always been as warm as an ancient well, and his eyes flashed with a trace of brilliance. He said calmly, "it's OK to watch it change."

……

When all that Shen Lang saw was destroyed, the surrounding space quickly twisted and turned into another scene.

At this time, he stepped on the golden auspicious clouds, and the palace in front of him collapsed and the jade platform collapsed.

A large number of friars fought with each other, and many of them attacked Shen Lang, who had no choice but to participate in the battle.

He can still control the sword area freely. After many days of fierce fighting, the enemy was killed.

The huge face appeared in the sky again. After a few words of ridicule, the white light fell from the sky.

is as like as two peas in the ancient battlefield of the sea of blood, but the outcome is quite different.

An old man sitting on the Chenxiang chariot in Kowloon threw a red flag into the sky, and twelve monks in nine colors threw their magic weapons one after another.

The powerful power makes the sky split in two, blocking the falling white light.

The old man, with his own body, was attacked by twelve friars in nine colors, but he fell down on the spot. Ten of the twelve monks collapsed and died.

Thanks to the twelve great powers and elders, white light did not destroy everything, and a small number of monks survived.

Shen Lang happened to be one of them. He was very puzzled.

This second scene is a bit similar to the origin of the Fairy Book rubbings described by Yun Xianzi and himself. It is also the collapse of the fairy palace and the collapse of the jade platform.

Without waiting for him to think about it, the surrounding space twisted again and became another scene.

The third scene is indistinct. Shen Lang can't even see the scenery around, but can only hear the roar and fighting of countless beasts.

When Shen Lang feels that there seems to be a giant beast approaching him rapidly, a whisk suddenly appears in the air. The white hair on the dust curls Shen Lang's body and takes him back to some exit.

"Whoosh!"

When Shen Lang opened his eyes again, he had already been taken out of the Jiuji Tianshu by Zhang Daoling, and they fell down from the five color halo in the sky.

It fell on the top of the main peak of Fangcun mountain.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo!"

Shen Lang looks dull and gasps.

He has only one feeling now, he has changed from a high position to an ant with unlimited strength!

This kind of contrast made him extremely uncomfortable, and Shen Lang understood why the great powers in the nine pole heavenly books did not want to leave.

Once the monks adapted to the temptation of the powerful power, they would be hard to extricate themselves!

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