It was as if the valve had been opened, and countless souls had come out.

Countless souls, flying around, moving back and forth in the body of the little monk.

The little monk burst out of blood vessels in an instant, and the blood on his body was drenched.

“Little monk!”The fish exclaimed, and then a white light covered the little monk, slowly to heal the wound on his body, but Ji Yuan shot in time to protect the small monk.

The evil spirits were circling and flying around, constantly hitting the white light in front of the little monk, but again and again it was squeaked by this white light.

The little monk looked at this endless spirit of grievance, and the color of compassion appeared on his face, and he continued to recite the Diamond Sutra, and then promoted the magic.

One by one, with a little gold Sanskrit characters, flew out of his mouth and fell on these wrong spirits, which were quiet even though they became quiet.

“Buddha’s Sanskrit?”The fish said to himself in doubt: "The cultivation of the light has reached this point?"

Ji Yuan shook his head slightly and said to the gargoyle fish, “Do you see the feet?”

The fish stood and looked down.

Underfoot, this ground, slightly shining gold.

Then, this golden ground began to produce a straight or curved golden line around, winding across half the town.

And with the winding of this golden line, the whole town gradually turned into gold, and the Sanskrit light in the mouth of the little monk was getting brighter and brighter.

With the Sanskrit voice of the little monk, more and more loud, those grudges that fell into the body by the Buddha-light Sanskrit also gradually calmed down.And then... these grievances flew into the small town... in the Buddhist temple.

With the addition of these grudges, the Buddha light in the town is more and more prosperous, and these grudges gradually condensed entities and become from virtual reality.

In their bodies, there is a slight radiance of the Buddha.

The fish looked at these bodies from the virtual reality of the grudge, and suddenly chuckled in their hearts.

She looked at the people in the Buddha Hall with strange and tragic faces and died, and a guess could not help but raise a guess in her heart.

“Look at it again.”He said, quietly.

The fish nodded and glanced at the little monk again.

The little monk's face is solemn, slowly improving his own magic power, in order to be with the chanting of the ghosts that are getting higher and higher around them.

The fish squint and look at this scene.

All this is actually very coincidental, because after they entered this place, the little monk chanted the Diamond Sutra, just stood in the middle of the town.

The whole town is actually a Buddhist Sanskrit array, and the central part of the town is the hub and control place of the law.

The little monk chanted the Diamond Sutra here, just in time to start the law of this small town.

But the reason why the little monk recites the Diamond Sutra here is because... there is a false soul here.

And there is a soul of the wronged... it is because the fish feel that someone is peeping, so it stays here to find...

This series of coincidences led to the appearance of the Sanskrit Buddha light and wrong soul... but the gargoyle fish did not believe in any coincidence.

Especially after she learned the secret of cause and effect.

For one reason, she couldn’t find it.

That is... there was indeed... or something else . . lurking nearby.

Moreover, the whole person, or this thing, has the ability to cut off her causal sense and calculation.

The fish squints, glances around, and calculates in the heart at the same time.

But... there is still no gain.

At this time, the little monk's chanting reached a peak.

The sound of the yellow bell, hundreds of miles around.

Then the little monk’s chanting stopped.

Because of his power, he was no longer able to support him to continue to recite.

And the small town's formation is not enough to support him to continue to rise.

The reason is simple... the small town’s law is only half intact.

The fish was silent.

She turned to look at the church in the small town.

In those buddha halls, all the evil spirits, all the evil spirits, have a strange appearance.

Although they emit Buddha light and sincere worship in their bodies, their left faces are intact, just like ordinary people, and even the muscles above meridians can be seen.

But on the right side, it is a dark air, which is a complete and complete form of resentment.

Half-man, half-fuck!

Looking at these people, the fish was silent for a moment, and then sighed.

Ji Yuan said lightly: "This town, these Buddhist Dharma formations below, and the Kongan Sutra, together, what can you think of?"

The fish was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "What I can think of is that above Kyushu, there is a realm that can hold the spirits, but this Tianyuan continent, formed for thousands of years, but there is no underworld, so where should the dead hundreds of millions of souls go?"

Ji Yuan's face, also calm down, he looked around, looking at those who went straight into the sky to Lohan and King Kong, sighed: "I am afraid, this is here!"

In front of the two, the little monk was crooked, and then he lingered to the end.

His power was exhausted, and he could not even stand.

Go ahead and pick up the little monk.

Ji Yuan did not come to help, he took a step forward and stood in front of the fish.

Because the fall of the little monk, like a signal, in an instant, the whole "Western Blissful Cave" seems to live up.

The sky was high, and there was a sound of a clicking, and there was a shock above the ground.

The sound of this click, the gray-white roo-man and the King, who had been chopped at the beginning of the skull, or had been cut off, were twisting their necks, moving their wrists, and healing their wounds.

The fish even saw that a body was cut from the head to the abdomen, the wound smooth and smoothed, the body was slightly twisted, and his wound, also stretched out a gray-white hand, countless hands made of the chain, pulled together, he almost cracked the body, Xu Xu closed.

The fish has eyes.

This is...underworld practice!

The gray-white hands in the body of the Ferris King Kong are the countless souls condensed.

This kind of practice of killing without death, wound self-closing, and residual body succession is the typical feature of the artiquity of the artiquity.

The fish and Ji Yuan have been in the underworld several times, and they are very familiar with the practice of underworld.

Looking around, a gray air flow began to slowly wave.

The fish, she knew, and she was in a misunderstanding.

In the beginning, the answer was written on the face.

No matter how tall the name, how many adorable conditions attached, mortals fall into this place, are the form of the wrong soul.

The place of human life after death can only be the underworld, and it must be the underworld!

“Where is the Western Bliss World!Here is the underworld!It's the land of the Heavenly Continent!"