Chapter 567 (2/2)
The yuan God has competed with the Styx yuan God left on the gold plate. Although the Styx river is not in front of him, his supreme power of transforming himself into a demon is already above the essence of this person. Therefore, with a little first-class weak mental power, he can fight a tie until several other old lamas like dead people also opened their eyes, and then reluctantly expelled this mental power.
The Styx river stood on the Tibetan Plateau thousands of miles away, surrounded by vast grasslands. He suddenly looked up, looked in the direction of Lhasa, the esoteric center, and smiled: ”it's not so easy to take my things... If you want my things, change your life! I hid them in the God and devil map...”
The Dharma king saroga dachin opened the black handkerchief covered on the gold plate and revealed an ice carved moth below. At this time, the thinking power of the Styx above had been jointly expelled by them, leaving only an obscure secret power and a greedy idea that frightened the Dharma king saroga dachin.
”I'm afraid this is the reason why Yundan mercury cloth and sambuza were killed? Even if there are only remains of ancient strange insects, they can have such evil roots. If they are really evil things, you have to spend them by yourself!”
The two old lamas nearby, who were already dry, smiled and echoed: ”subduing the outside world is the supreme power of our Buddha. If sarogadaqin Dharma king can subdue such ancient evils, he will certainly add a boundless Dharma protector to the Taoist tradition, and the Dharma cultivation will benefit. He should be the first Dharma king of the sect!”
The Dharma king saroga Daqin could not help showing a smile even though his skin had been polished like diamond. He picked up the jade worm on the gold plate, opened his mouth and recited the obscure Sanskrit sound. The boundless Buddha light emitted from the back of his head and condensed into the jade worm in his hand.
The Styx River, thousands of miles away, sensed that it wanted to invade the essence of the cold moth, but the cold moth was originally the heterogeneous demon head degenerated by the endless demons in the God devil map. If it had the essence, it was also the essence of the demon head in the desire world. After receiving that power, it was the Styx river that suppressed it and urged dozens of heavenly demons in the God devil map to invade it with supreme power.
In the holy land of zamringi, King saroga dachin smiled and chanted Zen even more. He had felt that his Buddhist mind had invaded the essence of the cold moth and seemed to be able to control most of the strength of the strange moth. He was happy that he was about to succeed, but in an instant, the cold moth in his hand suddenly changed.
He woke up in an instant, and the lightning went into the mouth of King sarogadachin, turned into a cold current along the trachea, and was about to seep into the viscera of King sarogadachin.
King saroga dachin's face changed greatly and he quickly suppressed it with his mind, but where could he suppress it?
His flesh suddenly swelled up, and his dry muscles and bones quickly recovered and became full and swollen. The glazed Buddha light flowed in the flesh, and a Vajra like body was restored. In front of the people, his hands formed esoteric fingerprints, and he shouted: ”junior brothers, please come to the Bodhisattva...”
The skinny old Lama next to him suddenly got up. At this time, King sarogadachin could not bear it. He pulled his feet up and jumped out of the bed. As soon as he took a step, he saw a layer of thin ice on his chest. After two swift steps, he saw that king sarogadachin was frozen into a statue. A thumb sized cold moth drilled out of his chest and suddenly expanded into the size of a water tank.
The giant cold moth fluttered its wings and blew up into ten thousand cold stars in the hall. Then countless cold stars gathered together and drilled into the bodies of the remaining people in the hall. In an instant, they swallowed up their blood essence and pumped them into mummies.
These cold moths burrowed into the corpses again. The God of saroga dachin was still frozen in his flesh. At this time, you can feel that countless strange demons of cold moths attached to their own God and devoured them greedily.
”Ah ah!” saroga dachin's fierce howl was always frozen in the flesh. The extreme pain suffered by the yuan God gave rise to strong reluctance and resentment, which drove the cold moth more and more crazy. In the solemn little Hall of zamlinji holy land, bits and pieces of cold light slowly flew away, and more than a dozen dry bodies opened their eyes indifferently