Chapter 652

An ancient temple came into people's eyes. It was full of bright golden light. It was holy and peaceful in hell, and had the power of calming people's hearts.

Ye Tian strides forward. The shroud in the sea of bitterness is shaking. He knows that the object the spirit is looking for is in the ancient temple.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

A Buddha's name rings in Ye Tian's ears, and a skinny old monk appears in front of them.

The monk is very thin and skinny. He looks like a bamboo pole. At the moment, he is reciting the Buddha's name and wearing a shabby cassock. It's always amazing to see a monk in this strange place.

"They have all turned into ghosts. What kind of Bodhisattva do you respect?"

Ye Tian is indifferent, and the wisps of Qi and blood on his body make the old monk's face change greatly.

"My Buddha is merciful! The elder is really unfathomable. "

Although the old monk is very old, he still respects Ye Tian.

"OK, OK. It's a long way from Buddha. Is this an ancient temple built by Tibetans themselves? I may be going to destroy one or two. "

Ye Tian has no respect for the Buddha in this world. The Buddha has already lost his original face. The Buddha in this world has no way to be profound in his Dharma. He is just a man with strong cultivation and is not worthy of his respect.

On the contrary, Tibetans and Tianren are worthy of respect. The strong man who can swear not to become a Buddha in hell should be respected no matter what.

The ancient temple is extremely peaceful, emitting a bright light. Although it is an ancient temple on a cloudy day, the voice of Zen singing in it is grand. All of them are ghost monks who have been transformed into ghosts. Since they have fallen into hell, they still maintain their Buddhist power all their lives, and they are not as fierce as ordinary evil spirits.

Suirenzuan leaves Ye Tian's body again, boom! However, several of the most dilapidated ancient temples collapsed during the earthquake.

Suirenzuan flew to Ye Tian's bitter sea again, and brought back a stone arm half a finger long, which made Ye Tian's bitter sea his home.

"Who destroyed the temple built by Tibetans?"

Many ghost monks in ancient temples have a bad face. When they see the stone arm that is only half a finger long, an old monk shows his brilliance.

"It's said that the Tibetans with boundless magic power and wisdom all exist in hell, and they are lost. They once muttered to themselves," the stone man is one of nine parts, and three parts fall into hell. "At that time, no one could understand the meaning of Tibetans.

Once upon a time, the leader of Tongtian sect fell Zhuxian sword into hell when Lao Tzu was at war, but it fell to the place where the stone man's remains were. Since then, Zhuxian sword has been in hell for countless years. "

The old monk's words shocked both Lin Chen and Fang Heng, but ye Tian was clear. The origin of the stone man was so big that it was far beyond the realm of Zuxian.

Even when he had the potential to reach the realm of the legendary emperor, he failed at the last moment, his body collapsed, and the stone man was nine points, leaving an eternal regret.

"Since the stone man was born, he was destined to be a benefactor."

An old monk didn't say much and left with a sigh.

In Ye Tian's purple sea of bitterness, a spirit stone man's virtual shadow sits with a flint man's drill in his palm. It's just that this spirit stone man seems to be illusory. Only his legs and left arm are real, and the rest are made up of illusory light.

After walking for five days, they finally arrived at jiuyoutai.

Jiuyoutai is high and deep. From a distance, it looks like a volcano. The mountain is dark red, as if it is the trace left after endless blood has dried up. From a distance, there is a unique depression and ferocity, which is hard to forget.

Ye Tian and his party directly cut through the world and appeared on the top of the mountain of jiuyoutai. The huge mountain is completely empty, like a black hole left behind by a volcanic eruption. Rolling black clouds constantly emerge from it, making the place more gloomy and weird.

"Cough!"

The coughing sound suddenly rings out behind Ye Tian and his party. On the cloudy and foggy mountain, it looks strange, gloomy and terrifying.

A drooping old woman came into the eyes of several people. The humble old woman was as thin as a straw. She was wearing a broken shroud, and her sunken eyes were blue.

Just bought the hair dry and thin, without a trace of luster, sparse sparse, like the winter before the coming of dry grass.

The old woman was still holding a mourning stick in her hand. When she walked tremblingly, there were still some ghosts around the stick. The wailing sound came out, which made people feel numb.

"Who are you?"Ye Tian frowns and is a little uncertain. This old woman looks like she has been dead for many years. She doesn't look like a barbarian!

"Gaga, I'm the ancestor of this little fat man."

Ye Tian's Qi and blood are like a volcano that may erupt at any time, which makes the old woman dare not get too close to her. However, her words make little fat Fang Heng jump.

"I @% # ￥ where does the devil want to take advantage of my grandfather Niu? I'm your uncle. "

"Wu Wu!"

In an instant, the mourning stick waved, and the ghost howling became very obvious. In an instant, he pulled the little fat man Fang Heng away. Ye Tian didn't stop all this, because he had already seen that the old woman who caused deep concern didn't mean to hurt the little fat man at all.

Although how to see how abnormal, but this old woman may indeed be the ancestor of little fat.

"You do have the smell of barbarians in your body. So you should be the ancestor of barbarians. We accidentally went to hell, just to find a top beast soul for this fat man.

You must have the most powerful animal soul in those years. This little fat man has a chance to go to hell and merge a top animal soul to get out of this hell. It's also of great benefit to you. "

Although the tone of Ye Tian's mouth is flat, the old woman doesn't dare to despise it. What's more, she has this meaning.

The barbarians have been declining in this world for a long time. Although they are also one of the many races in the eternal world, they seem to have no successors. It's a great luck for the old woman to meet the descendants of the barbarians in hell.

"Gaga!"

She soundless and stirless to make complaints about the little fat man. She doted on her hands and pinched the cheeks of the chubby cheeks and burned the hands of the chicken claw, so that Fang Heng's hair was all upside down. He was in a crazy Tucao. He did not want the most powerful animal soul, and he forced the fairy to fight.

"Ancestors don't know what kind of animal spirits are the most powerful! Is it the spirit of the legendary beast, or the soul of the dragon, heaven and man? "

"What do you want so much for? It's your choice. "

"What? I don't want it. I don't want it