Countless innocent souls rushed toward Zhuo Wen overwhelmingly, as if they were lifeless. At the same time, the lingering yin energy around them also flew straight towards Zhuo Wen accompanied by the innocent souls.
He patted the storage bag and instantly took out the Wuji Sword Gang. At the same time, he pulled out the Dragon Scale Bone Gun from behind, and activated the "Jade Body Tempering Technique" to the extreme. His whole body was surrounded by blood flames, and Zhuo Wen's eyes
It turned into a dark golden color.
With a shake of his right hand, countless gun shadows surged out, directly annihilating the ghosts who were close. However, the number of ghosts was too dense. The gun shadows alone could not block the impact of the ghosts. Many ghosts passed through the gaps in the gun shadows.
Rush towards Zhuo Wen.
With a cold snort, countless sword lights flashed around him, and the innocent soul who was close to him was directly blasted into pieces by the Wuji Sword Gang. Even if the innocent soul broke through the Wuji Sword Gang's defense, the blood flames around Zhuo Wen were enough to block the innocent soul's attack.
To be honest, these innocent souls are extremely weak. Zhuo Wen can wipe out a large area with a wave of his hand. However, what gives Zhuo Wen a headache is the yin energy surrounding the innocent souls. This yin energy is like a tarsal maggot and is very difficult to deal with.
Once Zhuo Wen's weapon comes into contact with these Yin Qi, the Yin Qi will adhere to the surface of the weapon and follow the weapon, invading Zhuo Wen's arms, making Zhuo Wen's arms numb and his movements much slower.
"What a weird yin energy!"
Feeling the numbness in his arms, Zhuo Wen frowned. These yin energy were very troublesome. Although they did not have much impact on him now, if they accumulate over time, his arms would probably be severely affected.
"Dragon style!"
With a low shout, Zhuo Wen raised his arms, and the Dragon Scale Bone Gun let out a loud roar. The void burst, and a huge dragon head appeared, instantly scattering the innocent souls attached to the surrounding area.
However, there are so many innocent souls that it is almost impossible to count them. They are so densely packed that they are everywhere as far as the eye can see, making one’s scalp numb.
As time passed by, Zhuo Wen was supported among countless wronged souls for half a day. Due to the effect of yin energy, Zhuo Wen's arms were almost numb, and he was unable to even lift them.
"Damn it!"
His arm stiffened slightly, and countless innocent souls suddenly broke through the defense of the Dragon Scale Tyrant Bone Gun. Fortunately, there was still Wuji Sword Gang struggling to support him, otherwise Zhuo Wen would have been directly overwhelmed by endless innocent souls.
"What should I do? There's still half a day. It's too long. I can't last half a day in my current state! Xiao Hei, what should I do?"
At this time, Zhuo Wen was confused and his voice was trembling slightly. It was the first time that he realized that he was so helpless. When he kept calling Xiao Hei in the sea of consciousness, he was answered by a long silence.
"Are you really asleep?" Zhuo Wen whispered with a wry smile when he noticed that Xiao Heisi had no response.
Boom boom boom!
Another batch of innocent souls broke through the Dragon Scale Bone Gun and entered the range of Wuji Jian Gang. Suddenly, Zhuo Wen's pressure became extremely huge. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his eyes became extremely restless. Is Zhuo Wen really going to die here?
Already?
"I won't die! Nine consecutive movements of the Kaitian Sword Dance will break everything for me."
Gritting his teeth, Zhuo Wen desperately activated the Wuji Sword Gang. Suddenly, one hundred and eight long swords buzzed in unison, forming a sword light field around Zhuo Wen. The innocent souls who were close to Zhuo Wen were cut, smashed, and annihilated by countless sword lights.
.
"We only have half a day, we must hold on, we must hold on."
As soon as the surrounding sword light appeared, Zhuo Wen's pressure was slightly reduced, and he could barely block the endless innocent souls around him. However, facing such a terrifying number of innocent souls, the sword light field also seemed to be quite strenuous and somewhat shaky.
"Hold on! You only have half a day." Gritting his teeth, Zhuo Wen continued to activate the mental power in Niwan Palace to maintain the surrounding sword light field.
Time passed slowly, one hour...two hours...three hours...four hours...five hours...
As time went by, the sword light field continued to shrink under the desperate attacks of the innocent soul. The sword light field that was originally tens of feet was now only a few feet wide, and it was still shrinking slowly.
When there was still half an hour left before half a day, perhaps the innocent souls around them knew that they had been around for a while. With a sharp roar, they attacked Zhuo Wen even more frantically and desperately, and the sword light field shrunk at a much faster speed.
Click!
Finally, the sword light field could not withstand the squeeze of countless wronged souls, and directly shattered into countless stars floating around the void.
Ouch!
Zhuo Wen only felt a bang in his head, and almost lost the ability to think. He could only watch the endless ghosts in front of him, and they directly wrapped him up. In an instant, Zhuo Wen's whole person was covered by the ghosts, and his ears were filled with blood.
The ghosts cry and the wolves howl.
"Am I going to die? If I persist for half an hour, I can survive..."
The sighing and helpless voice floated slowly in the darkness. Zhuo Wen felt as if his whole body was being gnawed by thousands of ants. His whole body was twitching, and inhuman pain almost filled Zhuo Wen's whole body.
When Zhuo Wen was drowned by countless wronged souls, in the depths of his consciousness, the golden torrent like rootless duckweed suddenly moved. The golden torrent rolled violently and condensed into a golden figure.
The golden figure looks very strange, with four heads and eight arms, a ferocious face, and endless golden flames at its feet. The eight arms hold eight different weapons, and the power of each weapon is very powerful.
"This is the Great Divine Mantra, the Great Ming Mantra, the Supreme Mantra, and the Infinite Mantra. It can eliminate all suffering and is true and true. Therefore, when we say the Prajnaparamita Mantra, we say the mantra: Reveal the meaning, reveal the meaning, and Polo reveals the meaning.
, Polo monk reveals the truth, Bodhisattva Maha."
Paragraphs of obscure Sanskrit sounds were recited from the mouth of the Eight-Armed Golden Man. Everything seemed solemn and solemn. The Eight-Armed Golden Man stepped out with the sole of his foot and stepped directly out of Zhuo Wen's sea of consciousness. He appeared in the darkness of the outside world.
, the eight-armed golden man began to grow...
One foot... ten feet... one hundred feet... one thousand feet...
In the end, the eight-armed golden man turned into a thousand-foot giant, with endless golden flames stepping on his feet like Optimus Prime. For a moment, the darkness of the outside world was shattered by the golden flames, and those terrifying endless souls of injustice,
It was actually turned into ashes under the golden flames.
Ouch!
The remaining wronged souls seemed to be extremely afraid of these golden flames. They howled loudly and actually hid far away, trying to escape the attack of the golden flames.
However, the golden flames were too fierce and huge, covering the sky and the sun. In an instant, all the infinite darkness was spread and shattered by the golden flames, and the surrounding innocent souls were all turned into ashes and disappeared in just one breath.
's clean.
Zhuo Wen, who was originally shrouded by the ghost of injustice, finally revealed his body. However, Zhuo Wen's condition at this time was extremely miserable. Almost all the flesh and blood in his body had been eaten away by the ghost of injustice, leaving only white bones. He looked completely inhuman. If this golden giant Chi
If he appeared in one step, Zhuo Wen would probably be chewed up even to his bones.
At this time, Zhuo Wen's breath was extremely weak. He reluctantly opened his eyes and stared at the huge eight-armed golden man thousands of feet above. For some reason, this eight-armed golden man actually gave him a sense of intimacy.
"Why immortality without death, and nirvana without suffering! Heaven and hell are always within easy reach, and how can we see heaven without going through hell! Little guy, maybe we are destined to come from the same place."
The eight-armed golden man stared quietly at Zhuo Wen below. The eight-armed golden man quickly executed a complex seal. Suddenly, countless golden flames around him surged in and enveloped Zhuo Wen.
The golden flames invaded the body, and Zhuo Wen groaned in pain. The extreme pain almost made him faint. But miraculously, as the golden flames continued to burn Zhuo Wen's body, his almost broken body began to slowly recover.
, and the surface of the skin is glowing with golden light, as if it were gilded.
The eight-armed golden man nodded slightly, stepped on the air with his feet, and directly turned into a golden torrent, which re-entered the depths of Zhuo Wen's sea of consciousness and became motionless.
Whoosh!
When Zhuo Wen's body completely recovered, the golden flames immediately penetrated into the depths of Zhuo Wen's eyebrows and turned into part of the golden torrent.
"Recovered?" Feeling the sense of power in his body, Zhuo Wen seemed to have the feeling of being in a dream, "Who is the eight-armed golden man? He said he came from the same place as me? Could it be that he is also from the earth?"
When he remembered the last words of the eight-armed golden man, Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up, and he thought about the history of the earth in his mind. After thinking about it, he finally settled on a character, or a powerful god.
"The Fudo Myoyo of Buddhism?" Although Zhuo Wen does not believe in Buddhism, Zhuo Wen still knows some famous gods in Buddhism. The Fudo Myoyo is still very famous, and he is the Buddhist god who controls all anger.
"It seems that my original guess was correct. This "Great Sun Nirvana" is indeed related to Buddhism!" After pondering for a moment, Zhuo Wen said to himself thoughtfully.
Click!
While Zhuo Wen was immersed in thinking, the dark environment around him began to collapse inch by inch. Three days had passed, and the effect of the resentful ghost spell had finally completely disappeared.
At this time, all the power lords on the platform did not focus on the golden tower in the center, but focused on the black dome in a relatively remote location not far away.
"Three days have passed, and the effect of the resentful ghost spell has ended. I wonder if Zhuo Wen is still alive?"
"Are you too wishful thinking? I'm afraid that Zhuo Wen is dead without a whole body. After all, the ghost in the resentful ghost charm is extremely cruel."
"..."
Among them, Xu Chang also noticed the black egg that was about to collapse not far away, and an imperceptible sneer flashed in his eyes. He wanted to see with his own eyes what Zhuo Wen's death was like?
"Maybe after the black dome breaks, I will only see a pile of bones! Zhuo Wen, this is what will happen if you offend our Baichuan Hou Mansion." Xu Chang secretly muttered to himself, and Xu Chang stared at the black egg expectantly.
Click!
Heidan finally collapsed completely. Immediately, a slender figure slowly walked out, and then the platform suddenly fell into a strange silence...