Ji Yun Qingtian's palm suddenly clenched into a fist, as if something had been crushed by him. There was a violent explosion, and a red light spread out, covering a one-mile radius like the sky was falling apart. The whole space seemed extremely heavy.
The pond becomes solidified with every trace of free spiritual energy.
"Oh? The realm of will? Are you finally willing to use your full strength?" Shi Mingxue smiled ferociously, and black air more than a foot long spurted out from his eyes, as if two black flames were burning in his eyes.
Mottled black mist erupted from the body surface, and patches of pitch-black mist washed over the space controlled by Ji Yun like waves. Instantly, the atmosphere of the entire space became cold and evil, and evil spirits emerged from the black mist.
In an instant, the field was filled with thousands of evil ghosts. They screamed, roared, spewed endless resentment, and charged at Ji Yun with their dark claws, as if they wanted to tear him apart.
Endless resentment rushed towards Ji Yun's face. Ji Yun seemed to see thousands of people being tortured in the world. The screams, painful cries and vicious curses rushed into Ji Yun's face along with the endless resentment.
In his mind, Ji Yun's whole body was trembling, and his eyes looking at Shi Miewei were filled with murderous intent.
"Troll Domain!" Ji Yun looked at Shi Meiwei coldly, his silver teeth almost being bitten into pieces. He had also investigated Shi Meiwei. He was an unparalleled genius from the Yin Killing Sect. He was ruthless to himself and even more ruthless to others.
And do whatever it takes.
In the last election of disciples of the Yinsha Sect, Shi Miewei stood out with overwhelming strength and got the opportunity to become the direct disciple of Emperor Po Dao, but Emperor Po Dao just glanced at him, said a word and walked away.
"You are still tied up in your heart and you are not worthy of being my direct disciple!"
This was what Emperor Po Dao said at that time, so Shi Miexi immediately went home and slaughtered his wife, children, parents, and the whole family. He didn't even spare anyone he knew, all just because
A word from Emperor Po Dao.
From then on, Shi Tragedy rose to fame and became the direct disciple of Emperor Po Dao, enjoying all the honors. However, he was not satisfied yet, and actually condensed an evil field like the troll field, which made Ji Yun hate him.
In the Troll Realm, the first thing is to slaughter tens of millions of people, and these tens of millions of people cannot be killed directly, they must be tortured, so that even if they die, they will be full of resentment, and finally gather thousands of wronged souls to condense into the Troll Realm.
For such great sin and evil, anyone with a trace of conscience will hate such a person.
Looking at the tens of thousands of screaming ghosts rushing towards them, Ji Yun's lips turned a little white, and he looked at Shi Meiwei coldly: "What do you think will happen if I transform all these ghosts?"
"Hahahaha! Duhua? Who do you think you are? Buddha?" Shi Mingxue seemed to have heard some big joke, laughing so hard that this kind of thing in Buddhism no longer existed thousands of years ago.
Duhua? This was a big joke, but he couldn't laugh anymore the next second.
I saw Ji Yun holding a death flag in his hand, with a picture of the Three Smiling Tigers and Rivers embroidered on a yellow brocade silk with various colors of needlework. There are so many death flags in Jinguang Temple, but this one is the most famous.
The Smiling Picture is blessed by boundless Buddha power and equipped with various rare materials. Although its grade is only the top-level imperial-level spiritual treasure, in some aspects, it is sharper than the emperor-level spiritual treasure.
"Hahaha, you think you can fool me with a fake death flag?"
Ji Yun smiled coldly. Although Lingbao chose his master, he was unfortunately chosen by the Banner of Death, which was also the only Buddhist magical weapon that chose him.
"Go!" He stretched out his hand and threw it, and the flag of death flew into the sky. A painting of Tiger Creek and Three Smiles moved automatically in the wind, and the picture became lifelike, and the characters in the painting seemed to be alive.
"The bridge spans the Tiger River. There are three religions and three origins. Three people laugh and talk. The lotus blooms in the monk's house. One flower and one world, one leaf and one Tathagata."
The ethereal and solemn Sanskrit sounds sounded, and monks in cassocks, scholars in Confucian robes, and Taoist priests in Bagua robes came out one after another, stood side by side in front of the death flags, and recited the key to Sanskrit sounds, creating a circle of peace.
The golden light spreads, and wherever the golden light passes, all injustices are
All the ghosts and ghosts turned away from their ferocious faces, their eyes became clear, and the black energy around them disappeared. They bowed devoutly to the three of them and turned into a beam of light and disappeared into the sky. In an instant, thousands of people appeared in the Judgment Place.
The spectacle of tens of thousands of light beams rising into the sky made everyone stunned.
Ji Yun shook his head. Although he didn't like these great monks, it was undeniable that the things they created were very good at dealing with these ghosts. However, they didn't understand why scholars and Taoist priests were also mixed up with the monks.
Seeing the evil ghosts under him dissipating in groups, and the troll domain also dissipating under the golden light emitted by the death flag, Shi Mingxue violently spit out a mouthful of blood, the domain and his mind were connected,
With the domain being so severely damaged, he naturally wasn't much better. Blood spurted out one after another. He screamed in fear and quickly put away the troll domain, turning into a series of afterimages and fleeing.
Ji Yun did not pursue him, because he also understood that even if Shi Mingxing wanted to escape, he could not catch him. Moreover, he only relied on the secret treasure of Buddhism to severely damage Shi Mingxing. In terms of strength, he was still far behind Shi Mingxing.
The Death Flag spun around in the air, all the golden light converged, and the three figures turned into a picture scroll again, and then fell into Ji Yun's hands.
"What a good thing!" Ji Yun was full of emotions in his heart, and his resentment for not being selected by the emperor-level Buddha disappeared. This thing is really sharp for fighting evil things.
The crowd also fell down again, and everyone looked at Ji Yun strangely.
"Why are you looking at me like this? I picked this thing up!" Ji Yun put away the death flag angrily. He couldn't say that he robbed all the great monks who died here in Jinguang Temple, right? So what about him?
How many Buddha treasures should there be? Thousands? Tens of thousands? You must know that the performance of the death flag just made everyone understand that the Buddha treasure is definitely a big killer in the place of judgment, and he is not stupid enough to be taken advantage of.
Everyone's mouths twitched wildly. Who picked it up? The Banner of Death is a Buddhist treasure that is still famous today? Can it really be picked up?
Jiuling blinked her big eyes. She also realized that those Buddha treasures that looked ugly to her were life-saving things in the Judgment Place. She took Ji Yun and hid aside to divide the fruits. As for the ones in her hands
Ivy Yushu, let’s forget it, this thing won’t be able to exert its power in her hands at all.
"I didn't expect him to have such a treasure." Portis breathed out, and the smile on her face bloomed like a begonia flower. She was very lucky to have Ji Yun join her team. Whether it was the treasure in his hand or his strength, he could
Giving them a great chance of winning in the Territory of Chaos...
………………To be continued………………
Hmm... Chenchen can't explain his attitude towards Buddhism. Generally speaking, Chenchen still likes Buddhist culture, but... the disciples of Buddhism don't seem to be as good as the legend. Maybe... where there are people, there are always people.
Scumbag, there are so many scumbags in such a sacred profession as teachers, and monks naturally have them too... Chenchen thought, it's okay to be black and black, Amitabha, sin is sin...