Chapter 1651 (1/2)

The main hall of the government was suppressed, and the iron wall border of the forest was covered in the air. The violent atmosphere in the border was like the boiling sea water, up and down.

Among these boiling Qi, the shining Buddha light, accompanied by the roaring hellish evil Qi, forms a black and white column interweaving the sky. At the same time, a door of six samsara, which depicts the mysterious deep prison rune, comes from nothingness.

The strange breath pouring out from this gate of six paths of reincarnation is soul eating. If an ordinary monk is infected with half a silk, he will directly fall into endless reincarnation and no longer be able to transcend life.

In front of the gate of the great reincarnation, the half skeleton and half flesh of the Dharma king of Tibet stood upright on the ground. Behind him, the huge mouth of the ferocious devil protruding from the gate was still chewing Lin Xiao's body, which was burning gold and did not move the flame of the Ming King.

”Gee, gee.”

One after another creepy sound of chewing came out, which made little Taoist tingchuan's face very white.

At this time, it is easy to understate that the king of dizang Dharma, who is the direct shock of Taoist Guanyun and Lin Xiao, puts great pressure on the little Taoist.

”The Buddhist dharma king is so strong. He is the top strong man in taixuan. He can't be underestimated!”

Jiang Yue's voice, word by word, was full of dignity. However, to the surprise of little Taoist Chuan, the former didn't worry about being devoured by evil spirits at this time.

”That's right. As your majesty always says, the high-level fighting power of taixuan is the enemy of our summer. It is true.”

After the heavy voice of Tiezhu fell, he narrowed his eyes and gently moved to the Taoist Guanyun lying on his back in front of him. A vine stretched out from the void and rolled the latter out of the boundary.

”Taoist priest, are you ok?”

At this time, all the tables and chairs in Zhenyu mansion had been completely emptied in the main hall, and then the voice of little Taoist Chuan sounded with worry. In his arms, it was the Taoist Guanyun who was pulled out of the border by the iron pillar.

Although the middle-aged Taoist priest at this time was very weak, not an inch of his upper body skin was intact, and his muscles were completely burnt and dry, which stimulated the mind of the person he saw, especially in his chest, there was a hole the size of a fist.

But his eyes were brighter than ever before, and then his voice of relief came out:

”listen to Sichuan, I'm a good Taoist, even like a new life!”

As the voice of Taoist Guanyun fell, his shriveled body began to plump at the speed visible to the naked eye, just like the cracked earth that had been burned for countless years, and began to be moistened by the rain.

The hot flowing blood flows under the skin of the middle-aged Taoist once again, and then more and more powerful breath sweeps out on the former, as if a giant whale opens its mouth and greedily absorbs the vitality of the whole body.

For Taoist Guanyun, the fire poison that has tormented him for so many days and nights is finally pulled out. Even if he is still seriously injured, the whole person is still like a new life.

However, he didn't feel relaxed at this time. With the help of little Taoist Chuan, he held on to his upper body, fixed his eyes on the front, and murmured:

”since ancient times, people of different origins have been practicing together, although it's rare for them to reach the peak There are several people in the history of taixuan have left a heavy color.

”But what those great powers practice are complementary source forces, such as thunder and fire, wind and fire, and so on. However, in all the classics known to us, there is no one who practices different and opposite source forces.”