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Chapter Twelve: Still want to go back?

The three ghosts were shocked by Fahai.

Warden Siam slowly paced around Fahai, his pace was extremely slow and slow, and he wanted to tear Fahai to pieces.

It's almost time to lose its mind.

The soul of Fahai flashed and jumped above the thirty-three layers of lotus, holding the red lotus karma fire in his hand.

"I treated you with courtesy, but I'm kind enough to make friends with you. If you say you turn against me, you will turn against me. Do you really think there is no one above me?"

"Okay, today I will burn you with you."

When he threw it up, the small red lotus karma fire floated into the sky.

In this illusion of Buddha, there is a round golden spot, like a sun, which is the drop of golden blood of the arhat.

It is also the gate of the entire illusion.

The red lotus karma fire did not burn the body, but went straight to the Arhat's golden blood.

Once burned, not only the three ghosts, but also the entire illusion, and even the soul of the Dharma Sea, will be burned to ashes, and even the three ghosts who are far away in Yan Po Hell will not be able to escape.

Fahai even saved the fight and directly burned the entire illusion.

It is the real burning of both jade and stone.

As the karma fire became closer and closer to the golden blood, under the cover, the entire illusion seemed to be stained with fire, the golden yellow turned into fiery red, the temperature suddenly increased, and the phantom of the five hundred arhats below ignited in the karma fire.

The two jailer and even the warden Siam all shouted loudly.

"don't want."

"Don't."

"Is the old ghost wrong?"

"Bastard, don't want it. I don't want it anymore, don't burn it."

The soul ghost Zheluo jumped into the air, circling around the karma fire, and opened his mouth and spewed out blood and wanted to exterminate it.

But this is the Red Lotus Karma Fire, the ancient magical powers of the eight fires in the prehistoric world, which contain the origin of chaos and the blessing of Ksitigarbha. How could he be destroyed by his little devil, Yan Po?

The evil ghost Qu Luo urinated twice, but he never encountered such a cruel person. He would burn him if he got angry.

He knelt on the ground with a plop, and burst into tears: "Don't burn..."

Siam was no longer powerful, with only fear left in his eyes: "Stop, stop..."

"Don't...ah, old ghost, I'm going to fight with you..."

They don't care whether Fahai dies or not.

But his life is extremely precious. Even if it is a slight damage, it will not blink if it is exchanged for the lives of millions of people.

The most selfish.

The karma fire almost contacted the metal blood, and even the figure of the Buddha was burned in the illusion, and the Fahai stopped.

"Are you scared?"

The three ghosts were almost desperate, and the karma fire finally stopped.

It feels like escaping from death.

All of them were crying.

"I'm scared, I'm afraid, whatever you say is what you say."

Three red ghosts are shameless.

The boat of friendship opens as soon as it is said.

The body was retracted in three instants and turned into a red ghost again.

The evil ghost Qu Luo flew to Fahai, picked up the ghost claws and gently massaged the back on the Fahai soul.

Po Gui Zheluo lay on the ground, turned into a bench, and placed behind Fahai.

Warden Siam held Fahai's shoulder and pounded his back while letting Fahai sit down.

"Don't fight and kill every time, sit down and have a good talk."

"You don't want your life, you have the final say. From now on, we will not interact with each other and will not interfere with the river. Just pretend that something has not happened today. What do you think?"

"We three ghosts will leave immediately. In the future, if you go to hell, at least someone will take care of you."

"Yes, yes, if you come down, we can still talk about friendship."

"I have been a warden over the years and have saved some property. If you lack money and lack materials, I can help you at that time."

"Yes, yes."

Two jailers helped each other.

"You don't know that everything is good after going to hell, but it's hard to deal with it without money. All parties need to manage it. I think you are a monk, and probably don't have any parents or elders. If you die at that time and have no source of income, it will be a waste. If you come to me at that time, I will not have much money, but I can help you."

Fahai stretched out his hand and blasted the three red ghosts away.

These red ghosts were timid and afraid of things. They were just illusions just now, and they were actually scared to this virtue.

I am not afraid that the three red ghosts will suddenly rise and hurt people.

With one move, the karma fire was closed.

The illusion of the Buddha Kingdom immediately returned to its shape as it had just entered.

Turning over and sitting down in front of the ancient temple: "Now you know how to have a good conversation?"

"I know, I know, the three of us will leave immediately, okay?"

"It's that easy to leave if you want?"

Warden Siam jumped up: "What else do you want?" Pointing to the thirty-three lotus on his head, the Buddha's phantom: "I'm going to spare your life for the sake of the Buddha, what else do you want?"

Fahai's hand flicked, and a stone table and four stone benches were transformed into front of the ancient temple.

Sitting down at one of them.

"I am a monk, and money is something outside my body. However, I really have something to ask. If I can make it clear, I will let you go, otherwise I will go west to Tianzhu and directly look for you Dahei Tian."

A slap on the stone table was not like an arhat, but like a hooligan.

"You know exactly what the consequences are."

As soon as these words came out, the style of painting suddenly changed.

The three red ghosts were shocked, their eyes were even more frightened than before.

Not only the two prisoners, but even the warden Siam was trembling.

Fahai saw that they were completely honest.

He asked, "First, where did that black rope go?"

"There is a first?"

"Is there a second?"

"Isn't there a third?"

"Is there a fourth place?"

"You shameless person, how can you do this like this?"

"This man is too cunning and makes us mess around."

Fahai flipped his hand and transformed into a golden seal.

Bang shot.

"Are you talking or not?"

"Ah I can't stand it anymore." Warden Siam stretched out two ghost claws, dragged them from his belt, and pulled out a black rope: "Take it, I don't want it anymore, take it."

The black rope knew that the disaster was coming, and was thrown out, turned into a black line, and drilled to the ground.

Fahai copied with one hand.

Grasp the black rope in your hand.

He used the soul magic eyes and saw a small space in the black rope, with two ghost eyes wrapped in a cloud of smoke, huddled in a corner of the space.

The golden seal slapped again and looked at the three ghosts: "Okay, I'm also saying you are not a member of the crowd?"

The warden blinked his ghost's eyes: "What's the relationship with the people? I have chased him for 300 trillion years. If he hadn't surrendered himself on his own initiative today, he wouldn't have found where he was? You actually framed me?"

Fahai understood instantly.

This black rope should have known that it could not escape. In desperation, he surrendered himself and would rather be caught back to hell than fall into Fahai's hands.

No wonder, this black fog dared to turn around suddenly.

Fahai smiled coldly.

"I just framed you, so what?"

The warden Siam stretched out his head and the ghost's eyes turned countless times before he slowly reacted.

This black line is transformed by the resentment in the black rope hell. Although there are many, every thread is registered with a book book, and it is not enough to lose a trace.

It would be fine if no one came to check it out.

But once you find it, it will be a huge disaster.

Now I finally caught it, but I actually handed it over it.

Wouldn't he give the handle to others again?

Two tears fell from the ghost's eyes and he actually cried.

He reached out and snatched.

Fahai shrank his hand and pulled the black rope firmly into his hand.
Chapter completed!
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