Chapter 2348

It's a real feeling.

It's no wonder that those friars fell into it. Such a powerful force can really make those who are dedicated to seeking Tao lose their mind and spirit.

This body really has endless power! And that power can control people.

In the scuffle, Shen Lang killed all sides. This suffocating power attracted him, left him out of control and almost lost himself.

In his ignorance, Shen Lang seemed to hear six Sanskrit sounds.

"Ah, ah, ah, Ba, MI, hum!"

A thought shot into his eyebrow and heart, and Shen Lang's body rose six Golden Buddhist texts, just like a shield. The Buddhist light shone on his whole body, dispelling the violent spirit in Shen Lang's heart.

It's a six word motto!

"Wake up!"

Shen Lang was shocked all over. He knew that he had almost fallen into it. He immediately bit his tongue and recited six proverbs in his heart.

Finally, the spirit is restored!

However, the surrounding scene has not changed. It is still the ancient battlefield over the sea of blood. Shen Lang continues to use his sword power to kill the enemy.

But the six word mantra is firm and firm. Shen Lang is no longer swallowed by his own powerful power, but as a bystander, he observes everything around him.

The battlefield is divided into two parts, one is a human friar like Shen Lang, and the other is an enemy friar mostly dressed in gold robes, mixed with a large number of true spirits and fierce beasts.

Shen Lang's body at present is obviously not the power that the monks in Mahayana period can have. Only the real immortal in the upper world can reach the level!

He tried to release the divine sense of observation, the heart of the terrible.

The scope of this ancient battlefield has spread to billions of miles!

That is to say, in billions of miles, there are all fighting monks! The number of monks on both sides is appalling.

Shen Lang can't help but marvel at himself. It's really hard to imagine such a large-scale war.

Why are there such amazing scenes in murals?

The war has been going on for more than ten days. Shen Lang feels that he has been killing all the time in these ten days. Instead of being tired, his body is getting hotter and hotter and infected by the killing atmosphere.

Even if there are six word maxims to protect the body, Shen Lang still felt that he was almost swallowed by the strength of the body several times, but he managed to support it.

He has a very unique feeling, just like the mastery of the sword realm God himself!

In fact, a bright space vortex has appeared over the top of shenlang's head, which is the exit of the mural.

Shen Lang should have left.

But he had a sudden colic in his chest, which made him feel very sad deja vu.

Shen Lang always has a feeling that something important will happen next!

At the end of the battle, the enemy friars had been killed completely, when Shen Lang thought it was over.

There is a huge face in the bloody sky, just like a twisted and ferocious face.

The huge twisted corner of the face twitched as if it had said something, but Shen Lang could not hear a sound.

Then, the huge face disappears.

The sky is covered with white light, as if the whole world is filled with white light.

Heaven, it's falling down!

Countless monks bathed in white light, their bodies turned into powder.

At this moment, a mysterious black lotus directly into the sky, the Black Lotus continues to expand, until the surge to the extent that it can suppress the heaven and earth!

A great black figure fell into the Black Lotus, angrily scolded: "broken, Black Lotus!!!"

The sky roars, the Black Lotus collapses, turns into numerous pieces, a large number of black light rises and rises, and resists the white light falling from the sky.

The roar is tinnitus, the sea of blood is surging, and the sea water is pouring back.

Then, Shen wave was covered by a light blood light.

Everything around was destroyed, the blood sea turned into nothingness, and the monks in the battlefield turned into smoke powder.

Only Shen Lang is safe!

Shocked, Shen Lang suddenly found that he was covered with a light blood light, which protected him. This breath is familiar, just like the breath of the ghost girl of the Styx river.

……

At this moment, Lu Yun looks at the mural in the middle of the sky.

Previously, Lu Yun was shocked to see that the mural was covered with golden light. These monks in the Mahayana period could only make the mural white. It's incredible that this boy could make the mural glow with golden light!

After Jin mang collected, the mural gradually gushed out the strange blood light!

Lu Yun is even more shocked: "for so many years, the murals have never released such light, is it not this boy..."

……

The top of the main peak of Fangcun mountain.

In the colorful light ring formed by the nine pole heavenly script in the sky, the dazzling blood light suddenly poured out.

Xi Feng, who witnessed this scene, lost his color and exclaimed, "master, what's the matter with this light?"

Zhang Daoling's warm eyes, which are always like the ancient well, also flash a glimmer of brilliance, and he said quietly, "no harm, just watch the change."

……

When all that Shen saw was destroyed, the surrounding space quickly distorted and became another scene.

At this time, he stepped on the golden auspicious cloud, the fairy palace in front of him collapsed, and the jade platform collapsed.

A large number of monks fought with each other. Many of them came to Shen Lang and Shen Lang had to take part in the battle.

He is still able to control the sword area freely. After many days of fierce fighting, the enemy is killed by all.

The huge face appeared in the sky again. After a few words of mockery, the white light fell from the sky.

is as like as two peas in the ancient battlefield of the sea of blood, but the outcome is quite different.

An old man sitting on the nine dragon chariot threw a red flag into the sky, and twelve monks wearing nine colors of sunlight threw their magic weapons.

The powerful power makes the sky split in two, and stops the falling white light.

The old man used his own body to block the attack for the twelve monks with nine shades of sunlight, but he fell on the spot. Ten of the twelve friars were scattered and died.

Thanks to the twelve great powers and the elders, the white light did not destroy everything, and a small number of monks survived.

Shen Lang happens to be one of them. He is very confused.

This second scene is similar to the origin of yunkenzi and the rubbing of the immortal book he described. It was also the collapse of the palace of immortals and the collapse of the jade platform.

Before he thought about it, the space around him was distorted again and turned into other scenes.

The third scene is ambiguous. Shen Lang can't even see the surrounding scenery. He can only hear the roar and fighting of countless beasts.

When Shen Lang feels that there seems to be a huge beast approaching him rapidly, a duster suddenly appears in the air. The white hair on the duster rolls Shen Lang's body and brings him back to an exit.

"Whoosh!"

When Shen Lang opened his eyes again, he had been brought out by Zhang Daoling, and the two fell from the five colored halo in the sky.

It fell on the top of Fangcun mountain.

"Whoops!"

Shen Lang looks dull and gasps.

He now only has one kind of feeling, oneself from high above, has the infinite strength big energy to change back to the mole ant!

This kind of contrast made him extremely uncomfortable, and Shen Lang could not understand why those great powers in the nine pole heavenly book were reluctant to leave the nine pole heavenly book.

The temptation of that powerful force, once the monks adapt to it, it is difficult to extricate themselves!