Ye Fan was sweating profusely. There was one more person among the collapsed ruins. In the darkness, he could only see an outline, majestic and tall, with only a pair of eyes as bright as two green lanterns!
There was a silent confrontation, and Ye Fan was shocked. This person must be very powerful, otherwise how could he be bullied at such a close distance.
This is very strange. You must know that this place is the ancient planet Yingnan, which has long been a place of death. Why is there still such a mysterious existence?
"Are you Crocodile Ancestor?"
Ye Fan's voice was joyless and worry-free. He had experienced too many things, and even if a quasi-emperor appeared in front of him, he would not panic.
The two blue lamp-like eyes were dim, and the man disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared before. The place was empty.
A chill ran down Ye Fan's spine. This person was so fast that he didn't even notice how he disappeared, as if he had disappeared from the world.
He suddenly turned around and looked behind him. A chill ran down his spine. There was a vague majestic silhouette in the darkness, staring at him. It was the same person just now.
Similarly, not even a moment later, the mysterious shadow disappeared again without any fluctuation of life, and appeared in another direction.
How could it be so fast? Ye Fan was really shocked. How could he block this person if he took action? It was terrifying!
Is it the Crocodile Ancestor? He doesn't know. He can't see his true body, his appearance, or even his energy.
What on earth is this thing? If it were Crocodile Ancestor, he would have probably been killed by just one finger. Why didn't he take action?
Ye Fan stepped on the Xingzi Jue and turned into a ray of light and rushed out. He left the ruins of the Great Leiyin Temple and stopped a few miles away to listen to the sounds of heaven and earth.
Everything was extremely quiet. There was no storm at this time, and the entire Yinghuo Ancient Star was completely silent except for the sound of his own heartbeat.
The stars in the sky are swaying, and there are dim lights. In the darkness, the ruins of the Great Leiyin Temple in the distance are like dormant beasts, motionless.
"What's going on? Why didn't that demonic figure follow?"
Ye Fan was surprised. The majestic human figure in that place moved left and right, which made him hairy. Why didn't he follow it now?
"It's a bit strange!" Ye Fan wandered outside the ruins of the Great Leiyin Temple and observed it. No abnormality occurred, which made him feel a little puzzled.
"Isn't that something based on the ruins of the ancient temple just now?"
Thinking of this possibility, he calmed down a lot and walked forward step by step, slowly approaching the ruins that had been abandoned for many years.
Sure enough, as soon as they got closer, a tall figure appeared silently at the same place, constantly changing its position, like a ghost king.
Moreover, Ye Fan tried to walk to the other side of the ruins, and an even more terrifying scene appeared. An ancient monster swallowed the world, looming, exuding an astonishing evil spirit, completely different from the demonic shadow just now.
Ye Fan was not afraid when he saw this scene, but was completely relieved. When he was in the Beidou Star Territory, he stayed with people like Duan De and Heihuang for a long time. He couldn't even think about many strange things. He was so influenced by what he heard and saw that he almost became a
Half authoritative.
This is the Temple Demon God!
All this must have originated from the foundation. After so many years, Crocodile Ancestor escaped from trouble and collapsed the underground foundation stone, allowing the backhand laid by Sakyamuni to manifest into the world.
There is an underground sealing method in the world, which is very mysterious and cruel. The foundation is cast with powerful demon blood, and the dead can manifest various dharma appearances during their lifetime.
Under the Daleiyin Temple is a demonic land with eighteen levels of hell. It must have taken a lot of effort and sufficient preparations to build it, otherwise the entire ancient temple would probably be overthrown by the demons below.
Ye Fan carefully cleaned up and pushed aside the gravel walls and ruins of Daleiyin Temple, immediately revealing a formidable foundation.
"This is the paradise of Buddhism, but this is the scene underground. In order to suppress the demons, Sakyamuni also took ruthless measures."
This foundation is extraordinary at first glance. Every stone is engraved with mysterious runes, black and red in color, soaked in demon blood, which makes people horrified.
In the center surrounded by underground foundation stones, there is a huge black hole. After clearing away the rubble, wisps of evil spirit emerge from below, which is very terrifying.
"This is the eighteenth level of hell. This is where Crocodile Ancestor escaped from."
There are eighteen levels of hell under the Buddhist Dayei Temple. If it were spread to the secular world, even Buddhists would not believe it.
When Crocodile Ancestor escaped from the trap, the divine mind also rushed out. I wonder if other more powerful extraterrestrial gods also escaped from the trap.
"This place is not far from the earth. If these things want to escape..."
Ye Fan shivered. In today's Dharma-ending era, where people don't know how to practice, is there anyone on earth who can compete with them? Thinking of this, he felt uneasy and decided to go down and see what happened.
Ye Fan entered the big black hole alone. It was like the huge mouth of an ancient beast waiting to devour people, ferocious and terrifying.
The icy and piercing murderous intent rushed in, and it hurt like a dull knife cutting flesh. The underground was very vast, hundreds of feet deep, and the same length and width.
Although it is pitch black, everything is invisible under the eyes of the sky. This is the first level of hell!
The walls are engraved with golden Arhats, Bodhisattvas from the heavens and ancient Buddhas, etc., making the appearance of subduing demons, glaring angrily, majestic, this is refining demons!
Ye Fan was surprised that the murderous intent emitted by these wall carvings accumulated over time and over hundreds of thousands of years could refine a great demon king and possess mysterious and unpredictable magical powers.
This is where Crocodile Ancestor was suppressed. It can be said to be no small miracle that he was suppressed alive for two thousand years without dying.
The huge and empty first level of hell is entirely carved out of rock, as if it was formed by hollowing out a huge magic stone.
In the four corners, there is a thick stone pillar supporting the Great Leiyin Temple above, and seems to be suppressing this place.
These four stone pillars are engraved with various demon gods, and there are blood grooves soaked with dried black blood. These are demon transformation piles and are used to refine demon saints.
The murderous aura on the ground was overwhelming, and there were some huge scales, each one as long as a person, shining with a murderous light. There was no doubt that they belonged to the Crocodile Ancestor, and had been refined and shed by the first level of hell.
Ye Fan picked one up and found that the material was extremely hard. Even though it had been refined away from the evil spirit and its essence, it still had a trace of immortality.
"As expected of the Demon Saint, even the completely destroyed scales are so terrifying!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth. He was full of hatred for Crocodile Ancestor and wanted to pull out his muscles and bones.
In a corner, there is a big black hole, which leads deeper into the underground. It is the entrance to the second level of hell, and is the place where the powerful ghosts of the Dacheng Holy Body are suppressed.
Ye Fan jumped forward. He wanted to see how many layers of hell had been broken. The underground was pitch black and even more drowsy. At the same time, the yin energy hit his body, and his skin hurt like a needle prick.
Suddenly, his expression froze, and his whole body froze, because there was a ghost lamp in this hell, which emitted a green light, and a cold breath hit his face.
Moreover, there was a stone coffin in front of the ghost lamp, and a dry little old man was squatting on it, smiling strangely at him.
Ye Fan's hair stood on end and he stumbled backwards. There were actually creatures in this second level of hell!
This place has long been broken down, so why is there still such a ghost lamp and such an old ghost with such a sinister spirit? His body hurt even more, as if there were thousands of Yin needles stuck in his body.
"boom"
Ye Fan sacrificed the tripod on the spot, and the nine-color flame poured out, covering his whole body like a waterfall, and the Bodhi seed was held in his palm.
This is the Zhiyang Divine Fire, which can burn all filthy evil spirits. Ye Fan used it to protect his body, but he did not act rashly and stared straight ahead.
"Chi"
The dry little old man turned into a green light and submerged into the copper lamp with a human body and a ghost face. The fire in the wick immediately became much stronger.
"This is the coffin-suppressing lamp!" Ye Fan took a breath. He remembered Duan De's words and knew what it was.
This human ghost-faced lamp must be a priceless treasure to Duan De. It is a sacred object that suppresses tombs and can be used to suppress coffins and suppress evil spirits!
In this place, there are no other fierce ghosts. There was once a god named Daosheng Holy Body. It was the emperor among ghosts. Who can compare with it? And this ghost lantern is naturally the best among its kind!
No one knows how such a ghost lamp is made. Not to mention the body of the lamp, the oil it is burned in is difficult to find. It is said that it is refined from the fat in the body of a saint, and the more saints there are, the better it is. The light of the lamp has been everlasting since ancient times.
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Seeing the ghost lamp and the faint green ghost fire, Ye Fan was horrified. It was the oil refined from the saint's body that was burning. And it was used to suppress the evil ghosts of the Dacheng Holy Body. The oil must be even more rare and terrifying.
This kind of thing is not a magic weapon. It cannot be used to attack enemies on weekdays. It can only be used to suppress tombs. It is of great use in Yin Tombs.
Ye Fan stared at the human ghost-faced lamp. The wick was the tongue sticking out. It was unspeakably evil and terrifying. This thing was very ancient, and the years had left indelible traces on it.
You can tell just by feeling that this lamp has existed for at least tens of thousands of years. It was definitely not made by Sakyamuni. It must have been found by him from other places to suppress the powerful ghosts of the Dacheng Holy Body.
This ghost lamp is probably a magical thing. If Duan De were here, he would definitely drool and rush forward, but Ye Fan was very reluctant to put it away.
Apart from dealing with ancient burials in Yinling, this lamp really has no great use.
Ye Fan looked at the burning human oil in the wick and felt disgusted. Although the ancient great sage was sacred, the things left behind were really uncomfortable.
"Although it is not very clean, it is also valuable. Once you enter the ancient cave divine burial, this lamp is equivalent to a sacred treasure, with strange and inexplicable power."
He wanted to put it away, but was a little worried that the dry little old man was causing trouble, but it also indirectly proved the terror of this lamp and gave birth to a god.
Ye Fan pinched his nose and threw the lamp into the nine-color flames in the cauldron to suppress it and put it away.
The sarcophagus was empty, and there would be nothing left behind after all. After all, the divine thoughts had been released, and only bursts of forest energy filled the air.
When hell reaches the end, there are not eighteen levels, but only two levels. This puzzles Ye Fan and is completely different from what he expected.
He searched repeatedly and carefully, and finally had no choice but to come up and check the ruins of Daleiyin Temple again, and finally discovered the secret.
A stone tablet was buried next to the foundation stone underground. What was engraved on it was neither Sanskrit nor Zhongdingwen, but a divine inscription common to all races in ancient times!
Now, although Ye Fan can't understand everything, he is almost there, and he can recognize most of the meaning.
There are only two levels of Yin and Yang Hell, which restrain each other and use the power of Yin and Yang to seal each other. This is the general idea of the first line, and there is more to it below.
Ye Fan instantly understood that the eighteen levels of hell were separated, and they were divided into groups of two on nine ancient stars. A total of eighteen terrifying ancient beings were suppressed, each one more powerful than the last!
"It's a good thing that this is the case, otherwise the seal of this place would be broken, and if eighteen ancient gods burst out together, the return of Sakyamuni might not be useful."
Suddenly, the sound of waves came, deafening. At first, Ye Fan thought it was an illusion. But when he listened carefully, he couldn't believe his ears, it was real!
Moreover, at this moment he saw a vast black ocean coming on the horizon!
He had read reports before that there might have been large rivers, or even large lakes and oceans on the planet Yingnan in the distant past, but this era has long been different, so how can it still exist?
"boom!"
The stormy waves crashed against the shore, and rocks pierced through the air.
In that black ocean, there were actually several ghost ships moving, flashing green will-o'-the-wisps, which was indescribably weird.