The beautiful woman seemed to have no sense of smell, neither screamed nor painful humming, and her eyes were unconscious. Her face, which was beaten to the point of being blurred, was recovering at an astonishing speed, as if she could not be beaten to death.

Without waiting for the beautiful woman to come out of the mountain by herself, Ji Liao grabbed her neck with one hand and carried it. The rolling river-like power rushed into her body. In the face of the power that swept everything, her strange abilities seemed fragile.

In the blink of an eye, the woman was beaten back to her original form and became a delicate blood-colored doll with strange symbols painted on it, not like artificial but born.

Ji Liao grabbed the doll and continued to walk inside. The violent aura was unscrupulously emitted in the corridor. For a moment, the strange and profound corridor seemed to have become his home court.

After walking dozens of feet away, the sound of rustling water sounded in front of him. Ji Liao heard countless resentful souls roaring, and a cold force of resentment and hatred gathered in the water.

Ji Liao moved the Taixu Tianyan Eye to look over. It was a dark and deep river water, with countless resentful spirits floating in it. Such a river was enough to block the top monks and even filth the monks' magic body, but it was useless to him.

What Ji Liao is most afraid of is this kind of dirty thing.

He strode forward without any scruples. The river water washed over him, and countless screams rose. Ji Liao grabbed the doll, clasped his hands together, kept reciting the mantra of the sutra of rebirth, and the vast power of Buddhism cleansed the scattered stolen goods around him.

It is both killing and savioring.

At this moment, he suddenly realized the meaning of the Buddha's wrath of the King, which was to see the filth of the world and the Dharma could not be purified. He then used great magic power and great determination to eliminate everything and restore the world to a pure one. The Buddha's compassion is not only aimed at sentient beings, but also at the heaven and earth that produces sentient beings.

The spell gradually brought thunder sound, and thunder appeared in the corridor, and the lightning light swept everything.

I don’t know how many roads I have walked, but with a thunderbolt, I opened a stone wall and saw it. It was a different world.

Countless strange ornaments are displayed around, and the one that attracts Ji Liao the most attention is a mirror in front, with blurred figures in the mirror.

The mirror emits a black light, drowning everything in an instant.

...

Ji Liao looked around and saw that the sky was gray, as if there was no sun here, and the land under her feet had no chance of life. The doll in her hand fell on the ground and turned into a beautiful woman she had seen before. She seemed to have been lifted out of some confinement, and finally had a look on her face.

Ji Liao looked at her and asked, "Where is this?"

The beautiful woman crawled on the ground and said in a humble voice: "Sir, this is the demonic land."

"What is the magic land?"

"The illusion created by the Demon-Suppressing Mirror, the Demon-Suppressing Mirror is also the essence of Lord Mirror No Longer."

"What's wrong with you?"

"I am Shura. I was captured by Lord Jing Wuyuan and became a submissive mirror. However, because I entered the demonic land with the Lord, my mark of my life has also returned to my body."

Ji Liao said: "So you are Shura. It's true that you are the sentient beings in the Buddhist scriptures say this."

Before he finished speaking, he pinched his fist and punched him into the sky. The powerful force was unscrupulous in the void, but no gap was made.

Ji Liao closed his eyes for a moment and felt it carefully. The female Shura said that this was an illusion, and he could not find any flaws at all. Every grain of sand and dust seemed so real.

"How can I get out?" Ji Liao continued to ask with his eyes open.

The female Shura said: "If you find Lord Jing Wuyuan, kill him, and become the master of the Demon-Suppressing Mirror, you will naturally be able to go out."

Ji Liao looked forward, almost no end, and he said, "Can you find him?"

The female Shura shook her head.

Ji Liao pondered slightly, and after a while, he smiled and said, "There is a way."

His palms made a complex and mysterious trajectory, and finally he relied on the ground to imprint it on the ground. A strange aura flowed out of his palm, and the dust on the ground began to disappear, revealing a transparent mirror.

This is the third form of the three limits of Yuan Buddha, which can return various magic to the original source. The illusion of the demon land under his feet can indeed be faked and real, but in front of the transformation of heaven under his powerful force, the original form is still honestly revealed.

Huatian's power is still expanding, and at the same time, with Ji Liao as the center, a continuous expansion mirror is formed. According to his expansion speed, he will sooner or later return all the demonic land to its original origin.

A clear light suddenly appeared, and a powerful energy swept across.

The female Shura suddenly became a fan, and Ji Liao had to stop Huatian. Her body was pushed out by the energy for a few steps away, and the monk's robe also opened a hole.

Ji Liao looked not far away and a figure shrouded in a green robe appeared in the air.

"If you continue to force me, I will die with you." The blue figure was obviously a little angry.

A blue glow emanated from his body, making him look very blurry.

Ji Liao clapped his hands and said with a smile: "You didn't even say you wanted to tear me apart."

"Hmph, if I can, I will do this, but I have always been self-aware, and you don't have to doubt that I have the ability to die with you."

Ji Liaoyouyou said: "I have never been a fierce person, but if others offend me, I will not show mercy. If you send someone to make things difficult for me, I will naturally not make you feel better."

"You have destroyed many of my precious things, what else do you want to do?"

Ji Liao smiled and said, "When I came in just now, I found that you had a lot of things. I just calculated that I just destroyed a few things for you."

"What you destroyed happened to be the most precious of all my collections. Do you think I'll send some ordinary goods to deal with you?"

"So, am I sorry to you?"

Before he finished speaking, he punched him out.

Almost at the same time, the figure in the green robe also punched him. Neither of them planned to reconcile with each other. What they said just now was just to paralyze each other.

But the result now is that none of them relaxed their vigilance.

Ji Liao suffered a small loss, that is, this mirror is the other party's home court. But it is not easy to have a chance to have a mirror in the mouth of the female Shura, because all the damage that appears here will eventually hurt his foundation.

But he also hopes to suppress the bald donkey. As long as he succeeds, all previous losses can be compensated.

The two of them hit each other with a real blow, and a crisp sound rang out, and the smooth mirror under Ji Liao's feet showed obvious cracks.

The figure in the green robe was extremely heartbroken and even more angry.

He opened his mouth and sniffed, and his body turned into countless phantoms, and he couldn't tell which one was the real one. It was like there were many mirrors that hid his true body.

Ji Liao used his fingers to make a sword, emitting a sword energy like silk, as if he was spraying out a heavy fog.

The fog is all sword energy, strangling the void all over him.

With his current cultivation level, even if Fairy Qingyu is resurrected, it will be impossible to break it away as before.

The sword fog rolled and continued to spread, and the phantoms were also destroyed unmercilessly by the sword energy.
Chapter completed!