At this time, Cheng Yan was quite shocked. The methods and trump cards that Xiangqian had in the past only surprised him at most, but after seeing the Dharma image of Ksitigarbha, he had to realize that the person in front of him was simply too complicated.
As soon as the five purgatory maps opened, they instantly surrounded the rocks.
At the same time, Xiangque's mouth suddenly murmured and recited obscure scriptures.
He still doesn't know what these scriptures mean, but Xiang Que vaguely realizes that in the eighteen levels of hell, there may be strange changes.
Five Purgatory Pictures enveloped Cheng Yan. While chanting the scriptures, Xiang Que madly activated the breath of the Taoist realm to bless these pictures. He must try his best to make them solid.
Get up, otherwise if the other party is blown away at once, he will be backfired.
"If you are the true body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, I will definitely turn around and run away, but if I have a clone, it doesn't matter if I really cut it off. After all, from the ancient fairy world to the present, Ksitigarbha has never appeared. Who knows this
Where is the great Bodhisattva? Or maybe he has already fallen..."
Cheng Yan also survived from the ancient fairy world, and he must know more than ordinary people. It seems that he also knows the rumors about Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
Xiang Que was unmoved and expressionless. When he muttered and chanted the scriptures in his mouth, he suddenly noticed a vision, that was, many scenes appeared in his mind.
At first, he did not understand what these pictures mean, but as more and more things in his head, he gradually understood that these pictures represented several layers of hell behind them.
In Xiangque's mind, countless hideous and terrifying war souls were struggling in several extremely dark and depressing spaces.
These war souls seem to be very powerful, and some are even comparable to saints or great saints.
These are obviously strong people who died in the battle of the ancient fairy world, and then they were gathered in the back of the eighteenth floor hell. After all, after passing the tenth floor hell, the further they went, the more powerful the realm and strength of the battle soul became.
At this time, Cheng Yan was temporarily surrounded by five purgatory pictures and was not allowed to escape for the time being, but this situation will definitely not last long. After all, he had already walked through these purgatorys before.
While Cheng Yan was hard, he was also rushing towards the five hells. Xiang Que had no other way, so he could only keep urging the breath of heaven to maintain the operation of these five levels of hells.
As time passed, the five purgatory maps were shaking, and even the Taoist realm of Xiangque was in turmoil, and they were about to become the last of their strength.
As long as you persist in this situation for about half an hour, you may have to collapse the Purgatory Picture of Xiangque.
But at this time, Xiang Que suddenly found that he had been connected to the several layers of hells behind, because as the pictures became clearer in his mind, he could clearly see that the war souls in these hells were all slowing down
He looked at the top slowly, as if he was looking at him.
Although Xiangque's people did not appear in those purgatory, he knew inexplicably that they must be looking at him.
"Puff" Xiang Que suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. With the strong bombardment of Cheng Yan, the purgatory pictures were about to collapse.
Although Xiang Que was almost collapsed, he was still quickly connected with those war souls because he vaguely realized that he might make some unusual movements.
And this is also his only chance to escape.
At the same time, cracks seemed to have begun to appear on the five purgatory maps, and the traces of rupture gradually became obvious. Even the Taoist realm was shaking, and it was only a moment to see the collapse.
It's right.
Cheng Yan roared hideously: "No matter how many methods you have, the gap in your realm is ultimately a gap that you can't cross. You, a great golden immortal, actually dreamed of fighting with the same great saint but not defeated, which is simply a delusion."
Xiang Que turned a deaf ear to the other party's mockery, and recited the scriptures in his mouth faster. He was holding his breath. If he was relieved, he would be completely finished.
"Boom!" The tenth level of hell suddenly trembled violently. At this time, several holes seemed to be cracking around, and waves of cold breath soaked in from all directions.
Cheng Yan was stunned and asked in confusion: "What's going on? Why did I feel the breath that made me feel a little trembling? Where did this come from?"
Cheng Yan felt something was wrong, and his fear became stronger and stronger, because the cold and cold breath coming from all directions of the tenth level hell was actually suppressing him.
"Swish" At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from a cracked hole. The figure was in a very miserable state, half of its body collapsed, only an arm and a leg were left, and even the head seemed to be
Only half is left.
This is a remaining war soul, with fierce flames on its body, but its momentum suppressed Chengyan.
With the appearance of this war soul, many figures jumped out from several other holes one after another, without exception, incomplete state.
Seeing this, Cheng Yan's scalp numb and shouted at Xiang Que: "What did you do? Where did you summon these war souls from!"
How could Cheng Yan not be palpitations? Just one of them made him afraid. At this moment, at least a dozen of them suddenly appeared. If all these war souls rushed towards him, Cheng Yan would have to face the danger of being swallowed in an instant.
It's right.
Xiang Que did not answer and slowly opened his eyes. These war souls from the hell in the next few layers were naturally attracted by him after being hooked up.
More than a dozen war souls floated quietly in the air, staring at the bottom with fierce eyes. Cheng Yan couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his breathing became rapid and heavy.
Xiangque narrowed his eyes, slowly raised his finger and pointed at Cheng Yan, and said, "What!"
"Ao!" Several war souls raised their heads and roared, then jumped up and rushed towards Chengyan below. The momentum was like an arrow from the string, and it instantly came to the deep pit.
Cheng Yan roared at Xiang Que, "Are you crazy? So many war souls from the hell below, if they lose control, you can't run away. You are trying to die!"
Xiang Que said: "Are you thinking too much? I will die sooner or later at your hands. So, since I have the chance, why don't I fight? It's better than waiting for death. Besides, how do you know if I can control it?
Live these war souls?”
Cheng Yan stared at the beads speechlessly. He had no chance to speak again. Several war souls had arrived in front of him at this time.