This sea of ​​blood, vast, endless, immortal, full of endless despair, like a large piece of terrifying blood, squeezed into the eyes, and then exuded a pungent smell, with a kind of overwhelming arrogance.

, crashed down suddenly.

Horror! Horror! Great horror!

Under this situation, a terrible despair burst out in everyone's hearts, and the blood in their blood boiled, vaguely echoing it.

The hoarse sound of "plundering blood and nerves" was still echoing, but among the more than 20 people who were enveloped, except for three, their bodies were all stiff, as if they had encountered some horrific scene, and their faces were horrified.

, bloodless, with his mouth wide open, but he couldn't even speak, his whole body was trembling like a plague chicken.

Among all the people, there are only three people who are in better condition. One is Liao Fan, one is Mo Ke, and the other is Zhou Yushu.

"All dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, there is no color in the air, no feelings, thoughts, or consciousness, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, no color, no sound.

Smell, taste, touch, no vision, even the unconscious world, no ignorance, no end of ignorance, no old age and death, no end of old age and death, no accumulation of suffering and annihilation of the path, no wisdom and no gain.”

Liao Fan casually fell down on the temple ground. His expression was painful, as if he was struggling painfully, and he kept chanting. There was something strange about the Buddhist words he murmured softly. There was something strange about his face.

Gradually a calm look appeared and he calmed down.

Not far from Liofan, Moko chanted a low chant to Amitabha. His mind was as bright and untainted by dust, as pure as glass, neither happy nor sad, liberated and free.

His current practice of Buddha's mind is much more powerful than that of ordinary Buddhists in the realm of Yuan Buddha. He can actually sit calmly under such a terrifying spiritual crisis, just like the ancient Buddha, not afraid of life and death. In fact, Moko's

Therefore, the most important thing that could achieve this step was that he had vaguely entered the state of near oblivion before, and many of the bonds in his soul were killed.

Moreover, at this moment, his Buddha mind is clear and solid, and he already has the idea of ​​sacrificing his life to become a benevolent person. Even this great terror cannot really break his mind.

Mo Ke was shocked when he glanced at him. Except for Fan and Zhou Yushu, the others were trembling with fear and uneasiness on their faces. There was a feeling that their souls were falling into hell and could not escape. Although Monk Yichi had been there before.

Incomparably powerful, the Dragon Elephant Vajra Buddha Fist is extremely powerful, and at this time it is like a plague chicken.

And in this temple that turned into a mountain of bones and a sea of ​​blood, the mummy who originally claimed to be Master Samantabhadra opened his eyes at some point, blood burst out, and he was extremely cold. He licked the corners of his withered mouth, as if

It's almost time to eat.

Moko was so anxious that although his heart was as firm as a diamond, he still felt in a trance. The waves of blood kept beating him, trying to knock him down and drown him in the sea of ​​blood.

He took a deep breath, and then shouted loudly, "Be patient and immovable like the earth, and meditate deeply like a secret."

"Buzz buzz..."

Moko's loud shout shook everywhere, and that Buddhist saying contained an inexplicable Buddhist nature. All the people who were struggling felt a slight shiver in their hearts, and their faces softened a little, as if a wave of energy had been injected into their souls.

Sweet spring energy is average.

"Swipe!"

The mummy suddenly turned its head and stared at Moko. At the same time, a strange wave emitted from the whole body, which perfectly matched with the mysterious aura.

In an instant, Moko felt that in the monstrous sea of ​​blood, a pair of extremely ferocious and terrifying eyes were staring at him.

What kind of eyes are those?

Confused, ferocious, and blood-red, it seemed like bloody hell was flowing in his eyes. It made people feel cold all over, and his whole body fell into bloody hell. His mouth and nose were all covered in blood. Moko's face showed some traces of blood.

With a look of pain, an unbearable pain and confusion arose in his heart. He hurriedly closed his eyes and continued to scream violently.

"Be patient and unmoved like the earth, and meditate deeply like a secret."

This time, the effect of the violent shouting was weaker. The mummy exerted all its power, and everyone once again fell into a state of great spiritual terror.

Zhou Yushu stood upright at this moment, his chest heaving, but his face showed an awe-inspiring look, and he shouted loudly, "I am a scholar who has great righteousness, understands the world, knows demons and ghosts, and has the ability to reach the gods. I can't do anything with my little mental illusions."

what?"

Although he was drinking violently and looking proud, he was obviously deeply involved in it, and he could only keep his true intention and not be deceived.

It’s difficult to get out of trouble! It’s too difficult!

"Rumble..."

The scene in front of him was constantly changing, and the sea of ​​​​blood became more and more turbulent. The sound was like thunder. Moko unconsciously felt like a lonely boat in the sea. However, he knew that this was the terrifying illusion of the mummy.

Guarding one's soul, although he could not escape from the trap, he kept drinking violently in an attempt to alert others.

While Moko and others were trapped in the temple, the Seventh Princess was approaching the place quickly as if they were flying.

She kept staring at the changes, and gradually, a look of horror appeared on her face.

In the eyes of the Seventh Princess, Moko and others showed horror when they broke into the place. They were all trembling like chickens. Moko kept shouting loudly, and Zhou Yushu also kept shouting.

However, the rest of the people seemed to be possessed by a demon and had no idea.

Even Moko and the other three seemed to be trapped in an invisible barrier, either sitting cross-legged or standing, stopping their progress.

But Master Samantabhadra, who had lost all his breath and passed away, suddenly woke up and sat cross-legged, with jet-black blood spurting out from his mouth, but his eyes shone with an extremely ferocious light.

"What should I do? What should I do? If you want me to watch the little bald head die... I'd better wait! If it really comes to an extreme emergency, I will also fight for it!" Strong palpitations arose in the heart, and the seventh princess's mind

Thousands of thoughts flashed through my mind, and finally stopped near the temple.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen cultivators who had not intruded. They all heard Moko’s call and hesitated in their hearts, thus escaping this disaster. They all escaped from a distance and watched from a distance.

Cold Sweat, Immortal Mansion Immortal Weapon, this kind of thing is really not that easy to get.

After licking his withered lips, the mummy's skinny ghost claws stretched out tremblingly. Suddenly, the body of one of the girls, a girl with a beautiful face and about twenty-eight years of age, flew up and landed in front of him.

Even at this moment, the girl was still immersed in a kind of extreme terror, and she seemed not to see the mummy in front of her at all.

The mummy grabbed the girl with trembling arms, with unbearable joy in its eyes. When it opened its mouth, it suddenly revealed a mouth full of ferocious and terrifying fangs!

Yes, they are fangs, fangs that look like wild beasts!

Lowering his head, the sharp fangs instantly penetrated the girl's breasts. The old lips greedily adsorbed on the delicate skin of the girl's breasts like water frogs. The skinny and shriveled cheeks moved rhythmically, fresh and fresh.

Blood flowed into his lips like a long river, moistening his throat that had been thirsty for many years.

The girl trembled violently, her body quickly withered and withered, and her eyes gradually became clear, and she let out a horrifying scream like a ghost crying, "Ah! You are the big devil! You damn devil, ah

!”

Following the tragedy of her life, the girl's body trembled, completely losing her vitality, and her whole body shriveled up, like a dead corpse.

Grinning, the mummy's ghost-like cheeks and body were vaguely plumper than before. The dry and pale lips actually showed a trace of blood, and a burst of vitality emerged spontaneously.

"Peng!"
Chapter completed!