"Bang bang."

The Buddhist master of Mind Skill raised his head and looked at the dozens of tombstones flying over. He saw that each tombstone was dozens of feet high, like dozens of square stone mountains.

It has a black ghostly spirit, covering the tombstone, making the tombstone look like lead and iron.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha Master Xinshu pinched out a Buddha seal with his left hand, placed it on his chest, and waved his sleeve with his right hand.

Immediately, a golden Buddha light turned into Sanskrit, swept out, shattering dozens of tombstones that flew over and turned into stone powder.

On the banks of the Blood Lake, there were rustling sounds, and the stone powder fell on the ground like rain.

Haochuan Wuchang and the other five Wuchangs were arranged in fan-shaped arrangements, moving forward extremely, and attacked the four evil monks of the Zen sect.

The Buddhist Master of Mind Skill was still standing by the blood lake, like a still rock. The other three evil monks who died in Zen led hundreds of semi-saint puppets to fight against Haochuan Wuchang and the five Wuchangs.

The emergence of the six impermanences immediately relieved the crisis on Zhang Ruochen and Han Xue. The pressure on his body disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The two of them were about to retreat and retreated a hundred miles away before temporarily stopping.

"Master, that Buddhist master of mind skills, can it be the 'Nan Xinshu' in "Heroic Fu"?" Han Xue said.

"It should be him. I really didn't expect that such a powerful person would also come to the underworld."

Zhang Ruochen looked towards the Blood Lake and saw that in that direction, ghost energy and Buddha light collided with each other, and circles of energy ripples emerged.

The powerful battle fluctuations naturally alarmed Mu Lingxi. She and Xiao Hei, the gods, demons, and Xin Kong Wuchang rushed over immediately and gathered with Zhang Ruochen and Han Xue.

Mu Lingxi was relieved when he saw that Zhang Ruochen was not injured and asked, "What's going on?"

"The powerful Zen sect is fighting with a group of impermanent people, as if it was because of a sun, moon, crystal coffin." Zhang Ruochen explained.

"Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin."

Xiao Hei's two eyes turned drippingly, grinding his claws with his teeth, and laughed: "That is a legendary holy weapon that can help monks practice. As long as you lie in the coffin, the coffin can absorb the essence of the sun and moon and automatically inject it into the cultivator's body, which can increase the level of cultivator's cultivation several times. Zhang Ruochen, we cannot miss such a treasure."

Zhang Ruochen recalled the young monk standing next to the Blood Lake, shook his head immediately and said, "There is a powerful figure in the Death Zen Sect who is guarding the Sun, Moon and Crystal Coffin. If we don't want to die, we will definitely leave here immediately."

If that young monk was really the legendary "Nan Xin Shu", then all of them would probably not be able to defeat the other party's finger.

Although Haochuan Wuchang's cultivation is also very powerful, he is definitely not an opponent of the Buddhist master of Mind Skills.

This person is a legend.

Zhang Ruochen has always been cautious in his work, so Mu Lingxi naturally agrees with his point of view.

Everyone was about to leave, but they heard Xiao Hei screaming: "Look at the top of your head."

Xiao Hei always likes to be surprised and startled, so Zhang Ruochen didn't take it seriously, but just raised his head casually and took a look up.

Suddenly, his neck stiffened and his eyes became frozen. Because above the dark clouds, there was a beautiful woman in a blood-red robe standing there in the air, motionless, as if completely still.

Because she is very far away from the ground, and if she is not careful, she will not be able to appear. Therefore, this scene looks so strange.

"It's her."

Zhang Ruochen's face became very ugly.

The woman in the blood robe standing in the air was the beautiful ghost king guarding the outer edge of the Tomb of the God of the God. Who would have expected that she would actually chase the territory of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the God of the

Xin Kong Wuchang also saw the figure of the beautiful ghost king, with joy in his eyes, a wisp of ghost mist from his mouth, and a very strange sound from his throat, which was transmitted.

The beautiful ghost king in the sky seemed to hear her voice, and then looked down.

Her cold eyes stared at Xin Kong Wuchang's body, stretched out a finger, and shot out a blue flame, connecting from the sky to the ground.

"careful."

Seeing the fire snake connecting the heaven and earth, Zhang Ruochen released the holy energy at the first time, rolled up Mu Lingxi, Xiao Hei, and Han Xue, and flew back dozens of feet away.

"Chichi!"

The blue flame hit the iron chain on Xin Kong Wuchang's body. In just a moment, the iron chain melted into drops of metal liquid. Not only that, even the ground was melted by the flames and turned into a red rock lake.

Xin Kong Wuchang regained his freedom, looked at Zhang Ruochen and Xiao Hei with resentment, and immediately fled to the distance, rushing towards the blood lake.

The beautiful Ghost King in the sky did not take action to deal with Zhang Ruochen and others, but stared in the direction of the Blood Lake, and his eyes fell on the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin.

A strong cold air radiated from her body, causing black snowflakes to float in the underworld.

"Swish!"

The beautiful ghost king fell from the sky, forming a arc, landed above the blood lake, stood on the water surface, stretched out a ghost claw, and made the air slightly distorted, trying to take back the sun and moon crystal coffin.

"One palm, one world."

The Buddha's name was recited from the mouth of the Buddha's master.

A seal condensed from the palm of your right hand. Immediately afterwards, palm patterns on your palm emerged and turned into the form of mountains, rivers and rivers.

The palm lines in the shape of five fingers became dozens of miles long, and turned into a golden world, marking the beautiful ghost king.

The huge handprints completely reflect the world into gold. The golden light fell on the tombstone, making the tombstone look like it was made of gold.

The palm print fell, and a loud rumbling sound made the earth beside the Blood Lake sink down.

On the ground, huge gaps were cracked and they were still extending far away. Wherever the cracks extended, the ground immediately collapsed downwards.

Neither the Buddhist master of mind nor the beautiful ghost king were good people, and their cultivation was even more terrifying. Therefore, Zhang Ruochen did not pursue Xin Kong Wuchang, who had escaped, and had only one thought in his mind, "leave immediately."

Zhang Ruochen led everyone to escape to the distance, just wanting to get farther away from the Blood Lake, the better.

About half an hour later, they were already very far away from the Blood Lake before they stopped.

Han Xue searched for Xiao Hei's traces everywhere, but did not find it, and said, "Master, Xiao Hei didn't follow."

Xiao Hei's degree is definitely one of the best among them.

How could it be lost?

Mu Lingxi frowned and said, "I'll go back to find it."

Zhang Ruochen immediately grabbed Mu Lingxi's wrist, stopped her, shook his head gently, looked into the distance, and said, "Look, it has not been followed."

Mu Lingxi looked into the distance and saw Xiao Hei's figure. The fat cat was catching up with him.

but……

Xiao Hei was carrying a nine-foot-long crystal coffin around his neck, with a black cat tail and two claws running hard.

Behind it, an evil monk who died of Zen Buddhism was chasing. Behind the monk, there were dozens of semi-saint puppets. Some semi-saint puppets ran wildly on the ground, while others flew in the sky to surround Xiao Hei.

The evil monk who died in Zen, named Galayuan, looked very angry and shouted: "Fat Cat, put down the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin, Buddha can keep your entire body."

"If so, you can catch up with me, I will leave it to you."

Xiao Hei was surprisingly fast and always distanced himself from Gala Yuan, making Gala Yuan's attack completely unable to hit it.

In the other direction, a black cold wind blew, and a cold evil spirit swept Xiao Hei in.

In the cold wind, three ghost bodies condensed, turned into three cold impermanence, flying down from the air, blocking Xiao Hei's way.

One of the Wuchang, wearing black armor, holding a sharp spear, pointed at Xiao Hei and said in a deep voice: "Where do you want to escape? Hand over the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin immediately."

Xiao Hei stopped, but did not mean to hand over the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin. He laughed: "You are not capable of keeping the treasures. I can't keep them for you?"

"It was you who stole the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin while I was fighting with the two Impermanence."

Galayuan, with dozens of semi-saint-level puppets, chased after him, stood in a row, and completely blocked Xiao Hei's retreat.

"Fat Cat, hand over the sun and moon crystal coffin to me, I can save your life. Otherwise, once you are captured by the impermanence of the underworld, even the beast soul will be swallowed by them."

Gala Yuan showed a friendly look and took the lead in throwing an olive branch to Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei naturally would not believe Gala Yuan's words, and he smiled and said, "If you want the Sun and Moon Crystal Coffin, you can pick it up by yourself."

Galayuan put away his smile, his eyes became cold, his murderous intent showed off, and he snorted: "Since you want to die, I will fulfill your wish."

"Wow—"

Instead of taking action personally, Gala Yuan quickly formed a Buddha seal, used the Buddha energy in his body to control two semi-saint puppets and attacked Xiao Hei.

A golden Sanskrit appeared between the eyebrows of the two semi-saint puppets, and a pair of eyes also turned golden in an instant.

The two semi-saint corpses have not been sacrificed by special techniques, so they can only be called semi-saint puppets, not semi-saint war corpses.

The combat power of the semi-saint puppet is actually not very powerful. At most, it is only stronger than the cultivator of the ninth transformation of the fish and dragon, and cannot compete with the real semi-saint.

Seeing that Xiao Hei was about to suffer a siege from both sides.

"Swish!"

A figure rushed out quickly and appeared beside Xiao Hei, condensing into Zhang Ruochen's body.

Zhang Ruochen mobilized the holy energy in his body, injected into the ancient sword of Chenyuan, and swung a sword forward. The crescent-shaped sword energy slashed on the two semi-saint puppets.
Chapter completed!