In the dark, Bai Zixu and Ji Liao's thoughts are combined together.

Or using the demon seed as the medium, Bai Zixu is now in a state of inviting gods. Ji Liao is that god.

But what is interesting is that there is a purposeless spiritual will that comes to Bai Zixu. This will is like a person's dream, distracting distractions do not come intentionally.

Bai Zixu felt that he had become unprecedentedly powerful. He was like a frog jumping out of the well, seeing the truly boundless world. Once this powerful taste was experienced, it would be hard to give up.

This is a completely different feeling from the previous experience of using the magic seed and Yuqing fighting technique, because his sense of immersion at that time was not as strong as it is now.

At that time, the demon seeds were more like objects, and at this moment, Bai Zixu was completely integrated with the demon seeds, without distinguishing each other.

"With my demon seed, you can survive."

Ji Liao's voice that appeared out of thin air wiped out Bai Zixu's interest.

He seemed to be a bird flying into the sky and was pulled back to the ground at once.

Because he finally realized that the old man could take away this powerful force at any time.

"By the way, the interest rate in the future will be doubled."

Bai Zixu resisted the urge to curse, can the old man not refuse to mention these words?

The moment he lost his mind, a trace of Buddha's light radiated and swept wildly in the void. The moment Bai Zixu was about to be hit by the spurt, he immediately reacted.

It's like swimming fish coming and going freely in the turbulent river.

He cleverly avoided the rushes in the void. The precise perception of the demon seed can make him see through the future, and he can always avoid all the shocks of energy that can hurt him in the future without knowing what will happen.

Time seemed to slow down, and Bai Zixu kept wandering in the void.

Finally, the moment the Buddha grabbed Zhang Ruoxu's shoulders were lifted.

The Buddha still grabbed Bai Zixu and Zhang Ruoxu without any mercy.

The sword light broke through the void and turned into an arc-shaped wall of light, just facing the Buddha's hand.

The light wall only made the Buddha's hands pause and then he split into pieces.

The explosion of vitality in the void is even more violent. No matter who faces this scene, it feels like he is at the end of the world.

Bai Zixu did not stagnate for a moment, like an arrow that accumulated a lot of strength, taking Zhang Ruoxu to the sky and leaving.

But the Buddha's hand bending his finger, like a spider spitting silk, and a thread of air wrapped around Zhang Ruoxu.

Bai Zixu felt a terrified in his heart and could not save Zhang Ruoxu in the end.

He made a quick decision, and the demon seed stimulated his potential, and a terrifying explosive force emerged, breaking the qi that had just been on his upper body.

As for Zhang Ruoxu, he was helpless.

The sword light was terrifying and stinging, not towards the qi silk, but directly towards the Buddha's hand.

Ji Liao, who observed everything through the demon seed, realized that more than a hundred years have passed, Ye Qi's swordsmanship has entered a state that even he must pay attention to.

It is no exaggeration to say that such swordsmanship is beyond the present.

And what is more terrifying than swordsmanship is the sword!

There are only six innate killing swords in the world, which one is Ye Qi's killing sword?

The monk who just supports the heaven and earth is ultimately the shadow of Ksitigarbha. Even when facing the arrogant innate killing sword, he did not retreat at all.

The monk spitted a lotus flower on his mouth and actually held the sword light.

"Uncle Shi, if you don't take action, he will have to be captured."

Ye Qi seemed to know that Ji Liao was peeping, and his ordinary voice sounded in the void.

Even the trembling sounds of countless explosions of energy cannot cover up his words. Ji Liao thought to himself, I have a deep connection with Dizang, should I take action at this moment?

Zhang Ruoxu was completely held in the monk's hand.

Ji Liao sighed softly, and he decided to use this trick. He hoped that the result would develop towards what he expected.

Bai Zixu felt an invisible fluctuation rippling on his body.

This wave is obviously somewhat similar to the fluctuation his body received day and night.

The fluctuation is emitted by the demon species, and its frequency is very similar to the strange fluctuation frequency emitted by the great existence of the dreamland. Unfortunately, Bai Zixu has never learned physics, otherwise he would have known that this is resonance.

Not everyone can do this, because when the two waves resonate, an extremely terrifying force will be generated in an instant.

This force spread evenly, and Bai Zixu was the first to fly far away.

If the demon seed itself had the ability to absorb this power, Bai Zixu's spiritual form had dissipated at this moment.

Under the impact of this force, the monk's Dharma image began to collapse.

To be precise, the face began to blur.

The area close to thousands of miles is in a blur.

Ji Liao's thinking appears in a vague area.

The monk's Dharma image disintegrated, and Zhang Ruoxu fell down. It seemed that this power had a greater impact on the stronger the person. With Ji Liao's unwavering heart of Taoism, he felt unreal at this moment.

Life is like a dream bubble.

Everything around me became blurry.

I returned to the intersection of dreamland and the awake world, and the big crack was around me.

Unlike last time, there is one more person this time, that is, the Buddha Ksitigarbha's Taoist Shadow.

He no longer had the image of standing upright, but became a vague monk.

Ji Liao's intuition told him that monks were less affected than him.

Is this the foundation of the Buddha Ksitigarbha? Even the shadow of Taoism is unexpectedly terrifying. The reason why Ji Liao thinks this is the shadow of Taoism of Taoism is because if the Buddha Ksitigarbha is the true body of the Buddha Ksitigarbha, under the power of Hunyuan Wuji, no one can stop him from achieving his goal unless he exists at the same level.

Rumble!

Ji Liao fell into the huge crack again.

The colorful butterflies danced one after another, surrounding him, and smelled the fragrance again.

The monks are not far away.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Ji Liao was surprised to find that the monk could actually cross the crack.

Could this be the privilege of Hunyuan Wuji?

When the monk walks to the other side of the crack, it is called the dreamland.

The figure gradually disappeared.

There will be gains when there are any mistakes!

Ji Liao suddenly realized that he had prevented the monk from getting Zhang Ruoxu, but instead allowed him to get something else.

What mystery is there in the dreamland, or is that great existence that has always radiant fluctuations, and has some connection with the World Honored One Ksitigarbha?

Ji Liao wanted to go over and take a look, but he still couldn't master the method of crossing the cracks.

"Maybe you really have to have the realm of Hunyuan Wuji to cross the cracks." Ji Liao's heart was enlightened.

Anyway, the farce ended.

The colorful butterflies are flying and dancing incredibly moving, but they cannot make Ji Liao feel nostalgic.

The perception becomes clear again.

It seems like a big dream, Ji Liao returns to the sober world.

Like the previous time, he consumed a huge amount of mental power.

But this time, Ji Liao was not as tired as last time.

Because he has mastered some experience.

The small temple disappeared completely with the disappearance of the monks. The people in the temple had long disappeared.

Ji Liao had a premonition that his entanglement with Xiaomiao was far from over.

But in this world, his causal bonds are indeed much less due to the disappearance of the small temple.
Chapter completed!