Chapter eight hundred and seventy-ninth law suppression
"What is this sound?"
A group of people in Yi Lei Mountain were still speculating on how Wang Li would deal with Song Ai, but waves of strange Dharma sounds had already enveloped the entire sky above Yi Lei Mountain as if they were real.
"Practice that defies heaven is my love. Flowers bloom under the rolling green hills. What kind of spell is the most powerful? What kind of fairy music makes you the happiest? The winding river comes from the sky and flows to
That vast sea of purple and red, it is our expectation to become a saint or a great emperor..."
"What is the mountain master doing?"
"What kind of Dharma sound is this?"
Everyone in Yilei Mountain completely changed their expressions.
Obviously everyone is sure that this Dharma sound and all the laws of vitality are aimed at Song Ai in the maggot pond, but everyone in Yilei Mountain, even the Peacock Dharma King, is not immune, and they all have the urge to follow this.
The feeling of dancing with the sound of Dharma.
"I strangled myself!"
Ma Hongjun and others were the closest to where Wang Li and others were. They felt that their thoughts and flesh and blood were out of control. They were so frightened that they hurried away from where Wang Li and others were and retreated into the Taoist temple.
But even so, the escaping lights they drew in the air were all crooked, as if they were rising and falling with the sound waves.
There were beads of sweat on the forehead of King Peacock. He was sure that if this overwhelming Taoist sound was directed at him, even he would not be able to resist it.
"The Great Master?"
At this moment, a monk suddenly appeared beside him.
This monk is Master Dashu, the only survivor of Daleiyin Temple. In terms of cultivation level, he is now the undisputed number one in Yilei Mountain.
At this time, the news that the Great Leiyin Temple was destroyed by the terrifying power has caused panic in Zhongshen Continent, but the news of the destruction of the Great Leiyin Temple has not yet reached Xiaoyuzhou. After all, the return of Wang Li and others is
The space method based on the saint level is much faster than the transmission of this news.
However, Master Dashu had a unique connection with Daleiyin Temple. At this time, he already knew about the disappearance of Daleiyin Temple. He just didn't expect Wang Li to return so quickly.
During the period when Wang Li left, even the monks in Yilei Mountain did not know where he was hiding in Yilei Mountain to practice. When he suddenly appeared, even Peacock Dharma King was shocked.
"From today onwards, no matter big or small in Yi Lei Mountain can be revealed to the outside world." Master Da Shi bowed to Peacock Dharma King, his figure flickered, and his whole body gradually faded away.
The next moment, glazed light flashed behind Wang Li and others, and he had emerged from the void.
"The Great Master."
Wang Li sensed his breath, and when he turned his head, his breath was stagnant and he didn't know how to speak.
"Temple Master, there is no need to say anything." Master Dashu bowed to Wang Li very calmly and said, "I already know what I need to know."
A powerful person suddenly appeared. Normally, Song Ai, who had always thought that the person with the highest cultivation level in Yi Lei Mountain was the Peacock Dharma King, would definitely be shocked, but at this time, he had no time to take into account the existence of the Great Master.
"What the hell are you talking about!"
At this time, his body was obviously a decayed body without any consciousness. Even he himself could not control his body at all. But what frightened him to the extreme was that his corpse was in this weird realm.
Under the shroud, everyone was already moving uncontrollably.
The moment he spoke, it was as if there was a leak somewhere in his sea of consciousness, and he made a hissing sound.
Then there was a bang in his head. He was clearly still in the maggot pond, but he fell completely into an illusion. The surrounding scene had completely changed. There were many female nuns dancing in a strange neon light and shadow.
"Oh my God! What a weird method!"
He had no fear before, but now he was so frightened that he screamed.
The female cultivators dancing around him with enchanting steps turned out to be all very old women.
It didn't matter that they were all old women. The key point was that the clothes on these old women were fluttering. Whether it was the corners of their clothes or their dancing fingers, they were still scratching on his body.
What frightened him so much was that he clearly felt terrible, but in his mind he felt enjoying it.
The most terrifying thing is that he can't control his thoughts at all.
Every thought he had seemed to be jumping and dancing to the rhythm, telling him that life was endless and dancing could never stop.
I don't know how much time has passed, but his whole body and consciousness have completely sunk. He kept up with the rhythm of these old women, but at this moment, the entire Taoist sound stopped.
He was like a piece of wood frozen on the dance floor.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!..."
At this time, he had completely felt that dancing with these old women was the ultimate enjoyment. But now, every thought he had wanted to dance desperately, but he couldn't move. This itching feeling at first was like countless little birds.
The cat scratched at his heart, and after a few breaths, he felt that the whole world was about to collapse.
The most important thing is that in his inner demon world, these old women are still interacting with him.
His thoughts were also interacting desperately, "Dance, I want to dance, it's beautiful, it's so beautiful."
Every thought he had seemed to be rushing towards those old women, but every thought he had seemed to be suppressed by countless mountains, unable to move at all.
"Wang Li, it's really useful!"
He Lingxiu finally felt relieved.
In fact, in their opinion, Song Ai in the maggot pond was only slightly distorted at this time, but his body kept making shrill sounds, like countless Song Ai howling miserably. They could easily feel the pain.
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"Let him endure it first."
Wang Li narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Let Wan Yehe come over."
"Brother, you came back so quickly." In just one or two breaths, Wan Yehe had already rushed over and hurriedly explained, "It's all your fault, Ma Hongjun. You didn't tell me right away when you found out it was eldest brother when you came back.
Me, I didn’t come out to greet my eldest brother immediately, but it’s good for him to be with you first..."
"I'm sorry! Brother, this realm..."
But before he finished speaking, his expression completely changed. He found that he couldn't control it at all, his whole body was already twisting continuously, and his entire consciousness began to become erratic.
The spiritual light on Wang Li's body expanded outwards, and a black swirling spiritual light enveloped him. His whole body stiffened and stopped, but he was so horrified that he was covered in cold sweat.
"I think you were scared out of your wits when you heard the sirens. You thought it was this person who was coming to attack with strong reinforcements. I'm afraid you were already preparing to escape, right?" Wang Li glanced at Wan Yehe and couldn't help but
Said contemptuously.
"How is this possible!" Old Wan Yehe blushed. He knew that Wang Li knew him too well, but even though he was exposed, he still refused to admit it. "Although Song Ai has some background, how can he be compared with your wise and powerful elder brother?
.”
"hehe."
Wang Li didn't bother to talk nonsense with him and said directly: "Send your Starry Sky Life and Death Coffin out for a look."
"The Coffin of Life and Death in the Starry Sky?"
Wan Yehe also knew Wang Li very well, and he did not dare to say any unnecessary nonsense. A small coffin with dark green flames all over its body instantly emerged from his sea of energy.
After sacrificing the emperor's coffin, he speculated on Wang Li's intentions and couldn't help but remind him: "Brother, are you planning to use this emperor's coffin to suppress this person? But as far as I know, this emperor
The coffin wants to collect the corpse soldiers, but it wants to really kill it, but if it is really killed, according to King Peacock's previous speculation, the person's body and consciousness will be completely wiped out here..."
"I know this." Wang Li knew that Wan Yehe was afraid that he didn't understand the situation, so he didn't feel annoyed at this time. "I just want to try to use the emperor's law of the emperor's coffin to see if I can suppress that
The secret technique that the famous great power used on him."
"If you can control the law of the emperor, you can indeed give it a try." Wan Yehe was stunned, but Master Da Shi nodded and said.
"Even Master Da Shi thinks you have a chance to succeed, so naturally you have to give it a try." Wang Li nodded. He looked at Song Ai, who was still suffering in the illusion, and sneered.
Now he has a clear understanding that whether it is the main world of the old era or all entertainment worlds, the highest peak power should be the emperor level.
Unless the great master who cast the spell on Song Ai is a true emperor, using the emperor's vitality law to deal with his secret method is absolute realm suppression, or in other words, law suppression, authority suppression.
Now Song Ai is trapped in the illusion. Even if he still has a trace of his sanity, he may only think that Wang Li is going to use this method to torture him inhumanely. But he never imagined that Wang Li was thinking about it from the beginning.
It's not just torture, it's a complete breakdown of his reliance.
The key point is that although the Starry Sky Life and Death Coffin is now Wan Yehe's natal magic weapon, he knows very well that the Starry Sky Life and Death Coffin was sent to Wanyehe by the gray Taoist temple in his body.
Since this Gray Dao Palace can do such a thing, even if it cannot completely interpret the laws of the Imperial Dao, it may not be difficult to make use of the Imperial Dao Laws.
As soon as he thought about it, he immediately felt a few faint gray energy flowing out from the gray Taoist temple in his body.
"Brother!"
Wan Yehe's face suddenly turned earth-colored, and he felt as if his life was in the hands of others.
He felt that the coffin of life and death in the starry sky was clearly drawing his true energy, but it seemed to be separated from his spiritual consciousness.