Soul Eater Book

"Junior brother, be careful, this is the Sanskrit music array!"

Wu Ying's face was a little ugly. After all, this Sanskrit music formation is also an extremely advanced formation in Buddhism. If he can be promoted to Buddha, he can get the inheritance of this formation, but now, he is being used by a cultivator to deal with them. It can be described as a disgrace to the Buddhist sect!

But what is even worse is the current situation!

"If it's another place, even if the poor monk can't break the Sanskrit music formation, it's okay to leave, but this place..." Wu Ying gritted his teeth and couldn't help cursing softly: "Damn the real devil's cave, these devils I just like playing with these ghosts and ghosts!"

"Senior Brother, since you can't perform well here, just look at me, Junior Brother. Don't worry, I will definitely win the three Longsu Heart Sutras!" Wu Qi clenched his fists hard, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

"Junior brother, do you want?" Wu Ying turned his head in surprise, a trace of fear could not help showing in his eyes, but soon he breathed a sigh of relief: "Alright, for the sake of the Longsu Heart Sutra, I will not restrict my junior brother this time, and let them often Fury of the Buddha!"

Wu Qi grinned, and was about to say something, when suddenly, a burst of laughter sounded in his ears, and the laughter sounded from far away for a while, and seemed to be exploding in his ears for a while, appearing extremely illusory.

"Hahaha, didn't I say it, the Longsu Heart Sutra, but it's something we worship gods, you two should die as soon as possible!"

"God worship cultivator!" Wu Qi and Wu Ying were startled at the same time, but they calmed down quickly.

"It seems that the first target is us? It's just right!" Wu Qi clenched his hands tightly, and his knuckles kept making crackling noises, like fried beans.

At the same time, streams of dense air emerged from his body, forming a thick auspicious cloud above his head.

"The poor monk thought you were looking for the person who stole the Longsu Heart Sutra. Well, just right, if you are dealt with, the Sanskrit music formation will be destroyed, and then we will find that guy again!" Wu Qi said coldly.

"Get rid of me? Hahahaha, that's really shameless, let me show you the real power of the Sanskrit music formation!" The ghost-faced monk's voice sounded again, but it disappeared soon, replaced by the Sanskrit sound, and the sky Among them, there was a faint shadow of a big Buddha. The whole world was filled with bright golden light, and the surrounding pagoda forest and Bodhi moved slowly. For a moment, the whole world seemed to be rotating non-stop.

"Huh, this kind of environment is still useful for other monks, but it is also useful for Buddhist monks like me!" Wu Qi snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly widened, as if his thoughts were frozen for a moment, and his eyes gradually became indifferent , as if something possessed him.

"Eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, the six sense organs are quiet!"

"Color, sound, fragrance, and touch, sweep away the six dusts!"

"No sorrow, no joy, no dreams, no illusions, no love, no hatred, no emotion, no jade, all conditioned dharmas are delusion, the four elements are all empty, the wrath of the Buddha is tolerated, and the wrath of the Buddha is possessed!"

As soon as the words fell, a mysterious hole seemed to be opened above Wu Qi's head. In this hole, there is a terrifying Buddha's spirit. Even if there is a space limit, the moment this Buddha's spirit appears, the surrounding real devil's energy is completely dispelled. net,

A series of phantoms that looked like real flames rushed out of the hole and poured into the top of Wuqi's head!

"Huh!" Wu Qi snorted, his whole body couldn't help trembling, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose were overflowing with blood, as if he couldn't bear the infusion of this thing, but soon, there were more black flames on his body. Shadow, like the flames from Avici Hell, wants to burn the world to the ground!

These fiery phantoms slowly condensed, and they were connected into an extremely huge tattoo on Wu Qi's body. From a distance, it looked like a Buddha, who was glaring and surrounded by black flames, looking down at the common people and roaring to the sky!

"Immeasurable Buddha!" ​​Wu Ying on the side recited the Buddha's name silently, trembling all over, as if he could feel the terrifying anger coming from Wu Qi.

"This is the technique of possessing the body of the Buddha's wrath!" Not far from the two of them, the ghost-faced monk stood proudly in the void with his hands on the stupa. Can't help but change slightly.

"It seems that this person is not an idle person. I thought that the old monk was the main combat force. It seems that this guy is the one." Why, in my sanskrit music formation, as long as you are not a cultivator, there is no possibility of escape at all!" I saw him pinch his hands together, and hit two spells that landed on the pagoda in his hand, and soon, the two A phantom slowly appeared beside him. The phantom on the left is a big-headed ghost. Now the ghost's twenty eyes are crazily releasing light and bombarding the surrounding Talin Bodhi. However, the destroyed things will soon return to their original state. After struggling like this, It's just a waste of ghost energy. Seeing this scene, the ghost-faced monk smiled sarcastically, and then looked to the right. Chen Zhi was naturally in the phantom, but when he saw what Chen Zhi was doing at this time, he couldn't help being taken aback.

I saw Chen Zhi sitting cross-legged on the spot, motionless, as if frozen, not knowing what he was doing.

"This guy, what are you doing... Forget it, the spiritual consciousness is sealed here, and it is impossible to rely on the spiritual consciousness to detect the formation. It is really God's help. I am afraid that this kid is studying the formation and wants to break the Sanskrit music formation. Ridiculous!" The corners of the ghost-faced cultivator's mouth twitched slightly, but just to be on the safe side, he still paid attention to Chen Zhi's every move, and then spit out a mouthful of extremely rich spiritual power towards the pagoda in his hand, and saw the brilliance on the pagoda Flickering, between the sky and the earth, suddenly there are countless Buddha lights, hitting Wuqi and Wuying fiercely.

Perhaps because he was too confident in the Sanskrit music formation, the ghost-faced monk didn't notice that Chen Zhi in the phantom was not only motionless, but occasionally there would be a flash of brilliance all over his body...

"Hey!" With a roar like a king kong, Wu Ying swung his hands out violently, and with his punching, a dense mist gushed out from his left hand, turning into a huge unicorn. The unicorn opened its mouth, and a stream of auspicious air The condensed beam of light spewed out, and wherever it passed, all the towers and bodhi trees were turned into nothingness, and a black flame spewed out from his right hand, which turned into a Buddha with three heads and six arms in shackles. There is no trace of Buddha's energy on the Buddha, but it is full of strong evil spirit. It is not a Buddha, but a demon, just like an asura in the hell of Avici!

With just a wave of the Buddha's hand, large swaths of black flames poured down like raindrops. The terrifying power instantly burned everything down. What's even more frightening is that the tower and bodhi that were destroyed by the unicorn before would regenerate later, but were destroyed by the unicorn. The black flame was burned, and only the broken arm was left. Thick black smoke filled it, and the air was filled with a strong smell of burnt.

"Infinite Buddha!" ​​Wu Ying sat aside, eyes closed, trembling all over, chanting the Buddha's name incessantly, as if he was repenting for Wu Qi who destroyed the stupa and Bodhi.

"Damn!"

Not far away, there was no sarcasm or relaxation on the face of the ghost-faced cultivator, but it was full of dignity, and the ghost's face became more and more ferocious: "I can't let it go on like this, if we let him destroy it, the power of this magic circle will be destroyed. Constantly being consumed!" A depressive roar sounded from his throat, he suddenly took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and a blue-white flame as crystal as ice shot out from his mouth, turning into a sharp line, straight towards Wuqi sprayed it in the air.

After spitting out this line of fire, the face of the ghost-faced cultivator couldn't help turning pale. Obviously, spitting out this flame consumed him a lot, but the power was also extremely terrifying. Where the line of fire passed, the air condensed, forming pieces The huge solid ice fell, and a straight and dark passage suddenly appeared in the original void!

"Not good, junior brother be careful!" Wu Ying opened his closed eyes suddenly, and looked towards a certain place. The next moment, a blue and white flame rushed out of the void, blasting heavily in front of Wu Qi.

"Finally willing to come out!" Wu Qi's face was distorted, as if infected by the anger of the Buddha, his expression was ferocious, and he raised his hands, and the phantom of the black flame Buddha and the phantom of the unicorn in the air rushed towards the flame at the same time!

Chapter 455 Killing, Misfortune

I will... Die!With a roar, two phantoms, and a basket of white fire from the air.They collided heavily, and immediately afterwards, the two phantoms seemed to be absorbed by the line of fire, shrinking continuously, and finally turned into a small dot and merged into the line of fire. The two phantoms were obviously similar to Wu Qi. Mind connected, after being destroyed, Wu Qi couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky!

And the line of fire that shot at Wu Qi also stopped suddenly, turning into a puff of ice-blue flames, and one could see that in the center of the ice-blue flames, there was a pitch-black dot, struggling non-stop, as if it was about to break free at any moment!

A moment later, the ice-blue flame suddenly expanded, followed by a bang, and the entire flame exploded suddenly.

Black flames, auspicious air, and ice shards instantly splashed like raindrops. Suddenly, the surrounding pagodas and bodhisattvas were either turned into ice slag, or directly blasted into powder, or burned, with Wuqi as the center With a distance of several tens of feet, there is only a piece of ruins left.

"Wow!" Wu Qi half-kneeled on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood again, raised his head and smiled ferociously: "I found you!"

As he said that, he stepped on his feet and rushed straight to a certain place. That position was exactly where the ghost-faced monk was!

"Junior brother!" Wu Ying couldn't help but look extremely ugly when he saw Wu Qi humbled into the tower forest.

"Junior Brother is still too reckless. This cultivator of the God Worshiping Cult obviously just doesn't want to overuse the power of the Sanskrit music array. I'm afraid he wants to deal with us and continue to use the Sanskrit music array to deal with the ghost cultivator and the man who stole the Longsu Heart Sutra. Kid, I have to stop my junior brother!" As he said that, Wu Ying was about to catch up with Wu Qi, but just as he took a step, there was a sudden look of astonishment on his face.

"No...possible!" Wu Ying lowered his head slowly, and saw an arm that turned into a dragon's claw pierced through his chest, and in the claw of the dragon's claw, he held a still beating heart impressively This is his heart!

"Indeed, even if your spiritual consciousness is restricted, but you major in spiritual consciousness and have a strong sense of crisis, you will have a premonition if you show any killing intent. It is extremely difficult to kill you, but I have been waiting for a long time, and I finally waited for you The moment you fall, this is also the only chance to kill you!" A voice rang in Wu Ying's ear, with three points of sarcasm and seven points of confidence, it was Chen Zhi!

Hearing this, Wu Ying couldn't help showing a unwilling and bitter smile on Wu Ying's face, and his body slowly collapsed. At the moment when his body fell down, Chen Zhi suddenly stretched out his left hand, holding a book in his hand. The black book is exactly "Soul Eater Heavenly Book"!

Although the spirit of the Heavenly Book is temporarily in a deep sleep, the spiritual consciousness is extremely restricted here, and Wuying's Nascent Soul is naturally greatly weakened, so when the black vortex appears, Wuying's Nascent Soul is swallowed by the Heavenly Book!

"Crack!" The body that had lost its soul hit the ground heavily, and the sparkle in Wu Ying's eyes disappeared completely!

Chen Zhi reached out and took a storage bag from Wu Ying's waist. This great monk is a cultivator of the Great Thousand Worlds, and a peak monk of the fifth stage of the Nascent Soul. His net worth is naturally rich, but at this time, Chen Zhi was not in any mood After watching it, just as he put away the storage bag, a choking roar sounded in the distance: "Senior brother!" From Chen Zhi's attack to killing Wu Ying, in just a few breaths, it can be said that The chance of being able to kill Wu Ying is only a fleeting moment, but this moment was firmly grasped by Chen Zhi, which allowed him to kill Wu Ying.

Not far away, Wu Qi waved his fists and knocked the ghost-faced monk into the air, and his figure flew back. Just now, he felt the news that his senior brother was dead. He and his senior brother have been practicing together. God, complement each other, practice all the year round, the mind has long been connected.

However, he couldn't believe that his brother died like this, and he died at the hands of that guy who stole the Longsu Heart Sutra.

Behind Wu Ying, the ghost-faced cultivator didn't intend to stop him. His complexion was also extremely ugly. He couldn't help but lightly tap the pagoda in his hand again. Two phantoms slowly emerged. In one phantom, Chen Zhi was still cross-legged Sitting there, his body was shaking constantly, like a mirage, and in another phantom, Chen Zhi stepped on lightning steps and ran at a high speed. Not far behind him, Wu Ying was lying on the ground. On the ground, blood flowed all over the ground, but it was too dead, and even the Nascent Soul was destroyed in an instant!

The ghost-faced monk shuddered!

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly. I don't know if it was because of the anger or fear of being tricked. There was no reason. In the mind of the ghost-faced monk, he couldn't help but recall the words Ji Nu said before, "I feel a very mysterious feeling in this person. Power, plus my body is still in the Great Thousand World, and it was projected to this world through the virtual fairyland, since I have already obtained the relic of the Bone Sacred Dragon, there is no need to make extra troubles."

No wonder, no wonder the goddess would give up chasing and killing that boy, even though she knew that the boy possessed the Longsu Heart Sutra!

Even in this sanskrit music formation, even if the hall he was in was extremely restricted, the ghost-faced monk was not absolutely sure that he could kill Wu Ying, but just now, that kid did it!

"Would you like it?" The ghost-faced monk muttered to himself, but just halfway through his words, he couldn't help but froze, and then, a chill enveloped his whole body in an instant.

"This feeling!" The ghost-faced monk suddenly turned his head, his eyes seemed to break through the Sanskrit music formation, and looked at the depths of the real devil's cave, where it was.A terrifying existence slowly came to life one by one one by one Chen Zhi's feet flashed, and with a slight wave of his hand, the Emperor Ming Bell flew out and floated directly above his head.

"Break the formation, it's time... to leave..." Chen Zhi said, his voice suddenly became lower and lower, and his footsteps also stopped suddenly.