True Immortal of the Netherworld

In the secret space.

The back of Xu Yang's heart was penetrated by the ghostly shadow of the long-browed monk. His body was instantly blocked.

Without the blessing of Xu Yang's martial body, the beacon fire realm, demon power realm and flame spirit realm that Xu Yang displayed collapsed one after another, turning into wisps of unwilling fire and gradually dissipating.

As long as the long-browed monk's palm moves forward even a little bit, it is enough to penetrate Xu Yang's heart and burn Xu Yang's heart veins.

At this time, Xu Yang's mind reflected the scene a thousand years ago when the monk with long eyebrows led thousands of monks from the Golden Buddha Temple to join the "Five Buddha Vajra Array".

As if Xu Yang was present at the scene, his heart and soul were deeply shocked.

Those monks who dedicated their lives to achieve the formation demonstrated their powerful Buddhist beliefs, which were extremely awe-inspiring.

Xu Yang suddenly felt that he was very small, but the eighteen-story pagoda that accommodated the souls of thousands of warrior monks became extremely tall, towering up to the sky and the earth.

In comparison, he felt extremely humble, and his stature continued to shrink until he was as tiny as an ant.

self-abasement!

Damn it!

give up!

Full of negative emotions, Xu Yang's consciousness, like his physical body, was close to decadence and even collapse. The sunlight was wiped away, leaving only endless darkness.

At this time, the long-browed monk's palm that had penetrated Xu Yang's body was extending forward, ruthlessly cutting Xu Yang's heart like a sharp knife.

"People without faith are not worthy of receiving the Buddha's relics." The long-browed monk said coldly.

"Bang!" Xu Yang's heart was blasted open!

The Blood Soul Dragon cultivated in the apex of Xu Yang's heart twisted and struggled like a helpless insect, but finally collapsed under the swallowing of wisps of golden arcs. This also made Xu Yang feel a bit of pain and awakened Xu Yang's dazed consciousness.

"Am I a person without faith?" Xu Yang's questioning voice echoed in his mind.

"Master Xu Yang, our fighting journey has just begun, and it cannot end like this. Violence is our belief. It's so boring, this world is suffocating this demon dragon." Ming Lin's voice sounded in the dark world of consciousness.

At this moment, Ming Lin was severely damaged by the demon dragon armor that his body transformed into, and he was also seriously injured. It is Xu Yang's parasitic spirit pet and needs to feed on Xu Yang's blood soul to survive. As Xu Yang is his host, the collapse of the blood soul essence makes Ming Lin gradually become powerless.

"No, Xu Xiaoxian, you can't give up. There is nothing we can't do together. Happy cultivation of immortality is our belief. Ahem..." A'Zhu's call sounded again in Xu Yang's conscious world. and a series of violent coughs.

Xu Yang's heart was damaged, and A'Zhu, Xu Yang's natal spiritual pet, was also severely injured.

"It's Ming Lin and A'Zhu who are calling me. They are friends and people who love me. No, I can't give up. Even if I am as humble as an ant, I will try my best to protect them. Ming Lin, A'Zhu, Miss Yin , Master Guigu Yeyan, and my mother who is far away in Qingshi Town..." Xu Yang's dazed eyes suddenly became clear.

"My belief is to let the people who love me and I love live happily and peacefully. It's so simple." The corners of Xu Yang's mouth overflowed with bright red, and he said a sentence with his last strength.

It sounds weak and weak, but it has a strong sound and is as sonorous as gold and iron.

That was his answer to the question in his mind, and it was also his answer to the monk with long eyebrows. He is a man of faith and a compassionate man.

Family, friendship and love are faith!

"Huh?" The long-browed monk's palm inserted into Xu Yang's vest suddenly stopped, "You can actually regain consciousness under my eternal soul-suppressing technique. I agree with the belief you said. My soul body has already It has been here for thousands of years, but it cannot exist forever. At that time, instead of letting the Buddha's relics fall into the hands of evil people, it is better to try to let you, a person with my belief, keep it for you. A ray of life, whether it is dead or alive, depends on your fate. "

As soon as he finished speaking, the long-browed monk pulled out the palm that had penetrated Xu Yang's vest without a trace of blood.

A strange smile appeared on the long-browed monk's face, and his figure gradually blurred as if he were thrown into water, and finally disappeared into the void.

At this moment, Xu Yang's heart pulse was severed and his body was on the verge of collapse.

With a pop, Xu Yang threw his head back and fell to the ground, and the demon dragon armor outside his body disappeared in a black demonic aura. The body of Ming Lin turned into a weak ball of Ming Lin floating in Xu Yang's Zifu space.

It's all a long story, just a few breaths away.

At the moment Xu Yang was hit by the monk with long eyebrows.

Xu Yang's attack technique came to an abrupt end, and the soul bodies of the monks who had recovered under the power of the formation gathered around him again. Many of them surrounded Yin Mengting.

"Xu Xiaoxian! You can't die!" Seeing Xu Yang fall to the ground, Yin Mengting shouted with tears in her eyes.

The arrow of sadness hit Yin Mengting's heart directly.

sad! Hysterically sad! At this moment, she also confirmed her vague feeling that she liked Xu Yang. Maybe in the last life, maybe now.

anger! Sadness turned into a flood of anger!

Yin Mengting's original black and clear eyes suddenly turned blue, her long light blue hair flew like a waterfall, and a faint green light emitted from her body.

The green sandalwood beads in her hand were like whips of revenge, whipping towards the surrounding monks.

At this moment, Yin Mengting lost her previous restraint. She transformed into a green beast, tearing apart the offender to pieces.

Yin Mengting staggered slightly and rushed to Xu Yang with all her strength. She knelt down and half-lifted Xu Yang up.

She shook Xu Yang's shoulders vigorously and shouted: "Xu Xiaoxian, Xu Xiaoxian."

Xu Yang had no reaction.

She hurriedly put her palms against Xu Yang's chest, desperately activating her skills, trying to inject her skills into Xu Yang's body.

But at this moment, Xu Yang's heart veins were severed, and his body could not function at all, nor could it accept any help from outside forces. The magic power injected by Yin Mengting was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no response.

Tens of thousands of warrior monks around them chanted killing slogans, kill, kill, kill. They were surrounded layer by layer. They are staunch guardians and defenders of the law, and they can only kill anyone who breaks into this place and offends Buddha's authority.

"I have to find a way to save him, calm down!" Yin Mengting looked up at the ferocious-looking monks surrounding her and said to herself.

"By the way, the Buddha's relics. The Buddha's relics can save his life."

Yin Mengting's eyes lit up, and in a panic, she took out the small white porcelain bottle containing the "Buddha's Relic" from Xu Yang's thoughtful pocket.

Yin Mengting opened Xu Yang's lips with her fingers, popped open the stopper of the porcelain bottle with her other hand, and then poured the bottle mouth into Xu Yang's mouth.

A colorful light fell, and the "Buddha's relic" fell into Xu Yang's mouth.

After doing all this, Yin Mengting gently laid Xu Yang's body flat on the ground. Then he gently placed his hand on the pulse of one of Xu Yang's wrists.

Xu Yang's originally still pulse beat weakly, and after a while, it beat again.

"It's useful." Yin Mengting's eyes showed hope, "Promise me, you must wake up. You are Xu Xiaoxian who never gives up."

Then, Yin Mengting stood up, looked at the monks who had gathered around, and said resolutely: "I won't let you hurt him."

After finishing her words, Yin Mengting made the green sandalwood mudra with both hands and silently recited the green sandalwood skills in her heart.

"The green sandalwood Buddha transforms, yin and yang communicate with each other, the stars rotate, Ksitigarbha and Kun move..."

Astonishingly, a pattern of a green sandalwood tree appeared in the middle of Yin Mengting's forehead. The blue and white flowers were flowing around like a fairy's eye.

Circles of cyan light ripples spread out in all directions with Yin Mengting's feet as the center. The extremely pure cyan color redefines the power of the field, which is Yin Mengting's unique green sandalwood field.

The shadows of the approaching monks were immediately restricted to a certain extent as soon as they entered the green sandalwood domain, and their movements became slightly slower.

"This is not enough, I can do it." Yin Mengting said, looking again at Xu Yang, who was lying not far in front of her.

Her eyes sparkled, and soon, a tear fell down. But at this moment, the corners of her mouth turned up in an extremely perfect arc, which was clearly a smile from the heart.

Yin Mengting clasped her hands together and held the green sandalwood Buddha beads in her hands.

"Secret Technique - Green Sandalwood Wonderful Tree!"

The next moment, a shadow of a green sandalwood tree about ten feet in size appeared behind her.

What is surprising is that the shadow of the green sandalwood tree gradually merges with Yin Mengting's body. The green sandalwood tree is Yin Mengting, and Yin Mengting is the green sandalwood tree.

But Yin Mengting's physical body began to become blurred, and the phantom of the green sandalwood tree gradually became clear and real.

She was sacrificing her life force to nourish the shadow of the green sandalwood tree.

The green sandalwood tree is full of green leaves, and the veins of each green sandalwood leaf have turned into a pale gold color. From a distance, it looks like fairy weaving gauze.

Suddenly, a powerful force spread out from the green sandalwood tree. It turned out to be a Buddhist power of the highest grade.

Suddenly, in the hundred-foot space around the wonderful green sandalwood tree, phantoms of green sandalwood leaves with light gold veins were drilled out of thin air. They were as solid as real and extremely exquisite.

Strings of the most ancient Sanskrit characters emanate from the surface of each green sandalwood leaf. Each green sandalwood leaf seems to be an eternal scripture that can be read endlessly.

The eyes of the surrounding monks were immediately attracted by the images of these green sandalwood leaves.

There was piety in their eyes.

They saw the world they longed for, they read the Buddhist scriptures they longed for, and they understood the true meaning of Bodhi that they yearned for.

So-called, one bodhi leaf.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

Thousands of warrior monks read out the Buddha's name in unison, one after another.

After a while, all the ten thousand monks became quiet, as if they were listening to a supreme monk expounding the scriptures.

Miraculously, the violent and bloody memories in the souls of those warrior monks were gradually washed away by the power of the green sandalwood tree. They were originally divine souls and turned from gray to white and clear, and the soul contract between them and the formation was automatically and unknowingly terminated.

Thousands of warrior monks are all souls imprisoned for thousands of years. They are currently being baptized by the wonderful green sandalwood tree.

I don’t know how much time passed, some were an hour, some were a day, some were several days, the soul bodies of thousands of monks floated up one after another like bubbles.

Smiles appeared on the corners of their mouths, and there was no longer any hatred. Finally, they turned into groups of colorful light points and disappeared into the void, and they were reincarnated.

At the moment when the shadow of the green sandalwood tree appeared.

Xu Yang's body began to change under the light of the green sandalwood tree.

His wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Buddha relics that Yin Mengting put into his mouth began to melt. The power of Buddhism's creation overflowed, like the dexterous hand of an earth god repairing the wounds in Xu Yang's body.

His heart veins were reconnected, and his heartbeat gradually became stronger.

"Plop, plop, plop."