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Chapter 1133 Thirteen Interests

Within the 50,000-mile radius of Immortal Sky where An'an Prefecture is located, the sky is slightly brighter.

A very weak change in light is almost equivalent to lighting a lantern in a deep mountain. It is impossible for mortals to detect it. However, the five senses of the immortals outside the array are so sharp, and they are already on full alert. A small light cannot escape their insight.

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Looking at the origin of the light, all the immortals raised their heads, and the faint light came from the high sky... A star was slightly brighter than before: it used to be a firefly, but now it is a small oil lamp. That's about it.

However, the faces of the immortals changed slightly. They were not too surprised, but excited. Finally, someone took action! The immortal family has true knowledge and divine eyes. They can all see that the star is slightly brighter than before.

Just because it is coming and it is falling.

A star is hitting and attacking the 33,000-mile formation deployed here by Wuluoyuan.

One breath.

In just one breath, the slight brightness turned into a burst of strong light. The star no bigger than the tip of a needle in the endless distance turned into a huge boulder. Flames surged around the star stone and came! In just one breath, it hit.

When the forceful attack arrived, Wu Liuyuan's formation immediately reacted, a sharp roar pierced Ming Ming, and a green ghost rope covered with long thorns suddenly flashed out.

The ghost rope is thousands of miles long, whizzing and circling, and when it reaches perfection, it is rolled back to face the bombardment of the stars, right in the middle!

There was a loud roar and air waves, and the Nuo Datian Star was shattered by the whip of the treacherous rope in the Wuluoyuan Formation... It was not broken, but exploded, turning into powder and smoke. But this group of stars exploded into pieces

The smoke and dust suddenly turned into gusts of wind, colored wind and dark gray wind.

Where is the wind? Using my eyes to discern the dust, it is clearly a cloud of insects. Insects as slender as dust, with six wings and protruding jaws and teeth, countless endless clouds gather together, and continue to pounce towards the 33,000-mile formation of the Wuliu Abyss.

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Strange insects and magic, these bugs can eat magic. When they rush into the formation of fierce ghosts, the immortals can clearly feel the rapid weakening of the spiritual power of the formation... Insects are like dust, magic is invisible, but reflected in the immortal

The feeling of true knowledge is no different than watching a swarm of termites eroding a huge building!

The ghost king of the main formation in An'an State shouted repeatedly, transforming the formation into another massacre. The naked eye could see billowing black smoke rising from the 33,000-mile formation. The smoke roared like an angry wave, rushing towards the cloud of insects that had entered the formation.

Go, when the smoke and clouds meet, the black smoke from the ghost house suddenly turns into dark purple flames. It burns fiercely. Immediately, the screams resound from all directions. The magic-eating monsters cannot bear the burning and die tragically.

"Driving stars to blast enemies and refining stars into insects. This can be regarded as Xingmantian's signature skill." Shang Shangli Wan Shitong voluntarily took over Lie Xiaoer's job and explained it to Su Jing.

The sky is filled with stars.

The Wuluoyuan Ghost Formation engaged in the battle and seemed to have a slight upper hand. However, the Ghost King in the formation not only did not look relaxed, but became more and more nervous. Everyone understood that it was just a small test!

Amidst the screams of the strange insects, the sky was bright! Looking up, in the starry sky, the stars were twinkling, each blooming with its own brilliance... Still one breath, all the shining stars high and far away in the sight were shining.

Fall! At this moment, seventy-seven stars arrived, attacking the fierce ghost formation.

There was a long and shrill roar in the ghost array, and the evil spirit that had almost condensed into essence was flowing rapidly. In an instant, thirty-three long ropes transformed into shapes, dancing crazily to meet the meteor!

The meteorite was full of great power, and after it exploded, it turned into a cloud of insects and eroded. The ghost formation shimmered with strange light, and the ghost fire rolled into a sea, desperately resisting the fierce attack of strange insects. Just when the two were fighting fiercely, a sudden sound came from the west of the ghost formation.

Clear Zen singing.

Zen singing is always so sweet, like a clear spring flowing in the heart, making people feel peaceful. But when this song is intertwined with the roar of magic in the sky, the screams of ghosts and the endless screams of insects, it becomes indescribable. It's weird.

Without compassion, without emptiness, when two people were cutting each other with swords and blood was flying, an old monk next to him was laughing. How would you feel if his laughter fell into your ears? Not only did he laugh, he also raised the knife. Field - During Zen singing, a golden lotus bloomed in the west of the ghost formation.

The lotus is three hundred miles away.

When the layers of petals are in full bloom, a puff of Buddha's light flows between the flowers. When the Buddha's light disperses, the flowers turn into hands. Three hundred miles of golden lotus flowers turn into three hundred miles of golden palms. The wrists and arms are missing, let alone Human, one palm.

The next moment, the Buddha's palm formed a seal, the Demon Subduing Seal.

There was no ripple of magical power, no vibration of Yuan force, and the devil-subduing seal held up by the giant palm just shined towards the evil ghost formation...nothing unusual was found.

The immortals and demons watching the battle outside saw nothing unusual, but Su Jing in Anxiety State could see clearly that among the ghost kings on the ground who had formed a formation to defend themselves against the enemy, several little ferocious kings with slightly shallow cultivation groaned at the same time and turned pale. Almost transparent.

The Buddha outside the formation turned his giant palm, spread his fingers and stretched them slightly, and then formed the Demon Subduing Seal again. For the second time, he took a photo of the ghost formation, and all the little ferocious kings in Anxiety State spurted blood; the Buddha outside the formation that day The third time the palm was pressed and the third time the photo was taken, the little ferocious king's orifices were full of blood or his chest collapsed, and he was about to be unable to hold on. The bodies of the several big ferocious kings were also trembling.

The ghost leader of the main formation had a hoarse voice: "White Paper Jiangshan, hurry up over there!"

King Bai Zhijiangshan, one of the thirty-three kings of destruction in Wuluoyuan. He is responsible for casting spells to 'build bridges'. Hearing this, he replied in a deep voice: "There are still a few moments, thirteen breaths left."

The second ghost master came directly. The old man's body was like lightning, but the distance was far away. It was too late to wait for him. The only hope was to hope that the 'bridge' would be built soon.

Thirteen breaths... Heavy troops gathered in the depths of the Wuluo Abyss, the big ghost master disappeared, the seven ghost masters followed the two masters to escape, the three ghost masters were ordered to stay in their lair, and the other three ghost masters ordered their generals to gather their troops, waiting for the last ten Three breaths!

Thirteen breaths... In the distant starry sky, there are eleven more stars twinkling; to the west of the ghost array, the palm of the Buddha three hundred miles away is about to pinch the fourth seal, and two more golden lotuses quietly flash and bloom quietly.

The ghost king of the main formation groaned, raised his hand and poked his eyebrows. The leader was like this, and the eyes of the evil ghosts in the formation flashed with fierce colors. They all raised their hands and poked their eyebrows. Their eyebrows seemed to be made of paper. Yes, a small hole broke when I poked it.

The eyebrows were broken, and all the ghosts in the formation were without exception. A black and purple aura flowed out from the eyebrow hole, fell to the ground, turned into a long nail, and nailed the ghosts' positions. Su Jing was slightly moved when he saw this, he was also a Hades after all. . He has a lot of knowledge about the magic of the underworld, and he can understand the spells of evil ghosts.

Use the Golden Soul Condensation Technique to nail the formation, hoping that the formation will not be scattered after the main body leaves, and can continue to move for a short time to continue to face the enemy. However, the power of the 33,000-mile formation laid down by Wu Liuyuan is It's amazing, it's not just a "nail" that can maintain the formation.

In order to 'nail it', the evil ghost must tear apart the true soul and separate at least 50% of the soul power into a nail.

To a mortal, the tearing of the true soul by an evil ghost is almost like cutting off one's arms. Serious injuries are inevitable, and whether one can survive afterwards depends on luck. Even if he survives, he will be disabled for life.

But what the ghost kings in the formation did was more than just hurting themselves. They were destroying themselves! The ghosts split their souls into nails, and the ghosts stood up. The next moment, all the evil ghosts roared in unison, and their bodies collapsed!

They were all immortals. They had already cultivated their golden bodies. At this moment, their golden bodies were shattered, and their limbs and pieces of flesh were scattered. Only the ghost blood did not fall. It splashed in the air first, then merged into the air, and then disappeared... Fighting with death, fighting with life.

Summoning the Dharma. It can’t be said whether you are willing or forced. The reason why you gave up your life without any hesitation is simply that this choice is the most cost-effective.

Just like the Immortal Buddha who destroyed his golden body in the last scuffle for the treasure. The monarch has strict orders. If you can complete the task, you will have made a meritorious service. Even if you die, you will have the opportunity to return to the immortal altar and enjoy honor again; if you disobey the king's orders,

...life is worse than death!

The group of ghosts self-destructed and their blood flowed into the formation.

Outside the formation, eleven stars in the sky approached, and the Western Buddha Seal took shape, and two lotuses turned into giant palms and also formed seals. At this moment, a fierce wind suddenly roared, and a fountain of blood burst out of thin air, splashing the stars above and the Three Western Palms.

The stench of the blood fountain is so suffocating that it makes you nauseous, and it also contains mysterious ghost techniques that are truly evil and can defeat all kinds of magic. How can the blood evil techniques obtained by a highly cultivated ghost king at the risk of his life be extraordinary? The evil blood comes without any warning.

, the timing of the attack was just right, the magical powers from Xingmantian and the Buddhists in the West were sprayed with evil blood, the sky howled miserably, and the West roared again and again!

The stars disappeared in the roaring sky, and thirteen purple-skinned spiders with statures of hundreds of feet and venomous stings on their backs appeared. Their bodies quickly eroded, and they were all lying in mid-air rolling back and forth. There were many knowledgeable people among the immortals watching the battle, and they felt a surge of joy when they saw this.

Surprise: It turns out to be the 13-Star Spider Manipulation Technique.

The Eleven Star Spiders are the disciples of the Great Star Lord of the Starry Sky. They are different from the old Lord Xinghuo Fudo. The strange spiders are the direct disciples of the first Star Lord. They are people with outstanding reputations in the northern fairyland, expelling stars and transforming insects.

A series of fierce attacks came from their host. Unexpectedly, the ghost king desperately sacrificed evil blood, and the spell of the Eleven Star Spider was broken, and the evil spell itself was counterattacked;

It's like this in the sky, and it's not easy in the west. With the same spell, the caster hiding behind suffered a backlash. The karmic fire on a middle-aged monk and nine long-haired monks was blazing, scorching their skin, flesh, and bones layer by layer.

"Monk Baoshu and Venerable Tianbao Buddha." Lie Xiaoer transmitted the message into the secret: "Originally, Monk Baoshu was not a big shot, but Monk Baoshu's life was so good that he accepted a disciple while practicing in the mortal world, and he actually entered the world.

It would be extraordinary for a Buddha who has experienced the world of mortals to have a master-disciple relationship with the Buddha. When he breaks the path, he will be personally guided by the Buddha's avatar. After ascending to the Western Heaven, he will be taught by the Buddha's body, and his status and status will be great.

His abilities have skyrocketed. Although he has not achieved the status of a true Buddha, his magic power is better than that of ordinary gods and Buddhas, and he has a high status in the Western Paradise. Those tutu are all his disciples."

Wu Luoyuan Ghost King's counterattack was fierce, and the 33,000-mile frontier formation was still there, but a rush attack by Xing Mantian and Western experts was completely defeated.

But what was broken was only a 'round' rush attack! Not long after the Star Spider and the Divine Monk fell to the ground wailing, a silver cloud appeared from high in the sky and came galloping. First, it rolled up thirteen large spiders that were festering, and then followed the silver cloud.

Rush, rush directly into the ghost formation!

The cloud never dispersed, and the appearance of the immortals and demons within was invisible, but sharp silver light swept across like swords, breaking through the numerous ghost spells along the way, and rushed towards An'anzhou;

At the same time, there was movement in the west. A great monk with a bare chest and back, bulging muscles and a fierce face came flying towards him. This man's footsteps were heavy and terrifying. Every time he set foot, there would be a loud bang on the ground and the stars in the sky would shake thousands of miles away!

The Thirty-Thousand-Thousand-Li Formation of Wuliuyuan protects the Unsettled State. When the ghost king in the formation destroys his body and sheds blood, he is still thirteen breaths away from successfully 'building a bridge'; the evil blood breaks through the star spider, the treasure tree, and the sky is filled with stars, and there is another connection with Buddhism.

The master rushed to the battlefield... Six breaths, six breaths in the past.

At this moment, there are still seven breaths to go before the Dharma Bridge between An An State and Wu Liu Yuan is completed.

The fierce monk ran to his fellow disciple who was suffering from the burning flames, stretched out his big hand and wiped it hard, and the karma of Baoshu and others was extinguished.

Then the fierce monk opened his arms again, holding the sky, and shouted: "Where is the Buddha!" ​​(To be continued...)


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