On the wheel of fate, the third pattern appeared. It was a god-like existence, sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, as if an old monk had entered into meditation, and as if a demon was sleeping.

When the pattern was fully revealed, a huge light and shadow of the Prison King also appeared in front of Zhou Wen, and Zhou Wen had teleported above the locomotive.

The Prison King, who was like a god, demon, and giant, slapped it down with a slap and slapped it on the front of the ghost train.

The ghost train that was originally moving at a speed slowed down. The Prison King blocked the locomotive with both hands, but his body was pushed back quickly by the terrifying force. His hands that were in contact with the locomotive were also swallowed by the strange blue flames.

Zhou Wen was a little happy when he saw that the power of the Prison King was effective against the locomotive.

After all, the Prison King is still mythical, and it can slow down the ghost train in a head-on collision, which shows that the power of the Prison King has a powerful effect on the ghost train. Otherwise, if it were other mythical souls, it would have been swallowed up by the ghost train long ago.

Feeling the message from the Prison King, Zhou Wen seemed to have realized something in his heart.

After a hundred years of practice, Xiao Prajna has been pushed to the extreme of myth by Zhou Wen, and the Prison King has also been at the peak of myth, but for some reason, he has never been able to go further.

Now, when the Prison King Zun was competing with the fear-level ghost train, Zhou Wen understood the root cause.

The Prison King was unable to go further, not because Zhou Wen's realm was not enough, but because his body had limitations when he was trapped.

At this time, Zhou Wen had a vague speculation that he might have been trapped for five years, not hundreds of years.

Because his realm has been improving, but the Yuanqi technique in his body has not kept up with the realm. It is likely that it is because the body time and mind time are not synchronized.

In other words, Zhou Wen just felt that he had experienced a hundred years, but his body had only experienced five years.

"What did the teacher do? Or was it originally the power of Abbot Mountain? The teacher just used the power of Abbot Mountain?" Zhou Wen didn't have the heart to think about those things now.

The Prison King was pushed back quickly by the train, and his body was constantly burning by the blue ghost fire.

However, the speed of the ghost train was much slower, allowing the disciples of the two days Feitianliu to retreat to the side in time. Only the train pushed the Prison King forward continuously.

The Prison King Zun was like a machine without any emotion, and truthfully passed on everything he had endured to Zhou Wen's brain, making Zhou Wen's feelings stronger and stronger.

"Then let's try it." Zhou Wen's eyes narrowed, and the little Prajna Sutra flowed quickly in his body. The pattern of the Prison King on the Wheel of Destiny also burned invisible karma fire at the same time.

After the disciples of Feixianliu escaped from the two days, they were watching the battle between the Ghost Train and the Emperor.

They could all see that the Prison King Zun was obviously a life soul, and Zhou Wen did not have the aura of a dimensional creature or a guardian. He should be just a human.

But it is really unbelievable that pure humans can compete with the ghost train.

After all, Qi Yasaki and Benma Sakura are both mythical powerhouses, and Qi Yasaki is even called Half-step Fear. Even he is difficult to compete with the Ghost Train. A pure human being who only uses his own soul to temporarily resist the Ghost Train. Even if it is only a short time, it is shocking enough.

But at this time, they no longer had to think too much. Seeing that the Prison King Zun was pushed by the ghost train, they had already hit the mountain behind. Moreover, the body of the Prison King Zun was completely wrapped in blue ghost flames. As soon as the collision was hit, the blue ghost flames rose and the blue ghost flames rose and completely devoured the Prison King Zun's body and the mountain behind him.

Everyone thought that the Prison King was finished, but only Zhou Wen's eyes shone brightly. At the same time, the pattern of the Prison King King on the horoscope was also shining brightly.

The disciples of Feixianliu in the Ertiantian were retreating, but suddenly realized that something seemed wrong.

After the ghost train hit the mountain, it stopped there, and did not smash the mountain, nor could it pass through the mountain.

Its wheels were still turning, and its whistle was still chirping, but it did not continue to move forward.

The peak in front of it is still surrounded by the blazing ghost flames, and Zhou Wen is suspended above the peak.

Crack! Crack!

A strange sound came from the peaks wrapped in ghost flames, as if something was cracking, or like firecrackers crackling.

Suddenly, the blue flame disappeared quickly. It was more swallowed than to disappear, but no one could see the thing that devoured the ghost flame.

As the ghost flame faded, the mountain surrounded by flames gradually appeared. In front of the mountain, there was also the Prison King whom they thought had been destroyed.

But the current Prison King Lord is probably no longer called Prison King Lord.

He was like a Buddha sitting cross-legged, but he had four sides and eight arms. Each arm had a different posture, pinching different handprints, and the four faces were also different.

The faces in front of them are free from joy, sorrow, ruthless and worry-free, and seem to have no emotional machine.

But the face on the left is smiling, making people feel as if they are bathed in the spring breeze.

The face on the right is completely opposite, with blood and tears faintly at the corners of his eyes, and a look of pity and sadness.

The face behind him could not see what it looked like, but he felt that the eyes on that face seemed to be peeking at the common people.

No one could see the face behind him, because behind him, there was a black hole like hell, hanging behind him like a black Buddha light.

There is a bizarre feeling inside the black hole, and there is a faint sound of gods crying and ghosts crying and howling. Although there is no object, it makes people feel boundless fear.

And the ghost train no longer moved forward at this time, not only did it not move forward, but also wanted to retreat.

Its wheels were reversed and its whistle whistle was whistle, but its body was unable to retreat. Not only did it not retreat, it was also pulled by a strange force, constantly approaching the Prison King.

The Prison King's eyes closed slightly, and one of the palms slowly slapped.

The ghost train squirted out ghost flames wildly, trying to stop the arrival of the big hand, but before the ghost flame touched the big hand, it was swallowed by the invisible karma fire.

Boom!

The terrifying ghost train was slapped by a palm of his hand and turned into a flowing flame in the sky. However, when the flowing flames were still in the air, they were swallowed by the invisible karma fire.

The people who were previously swallowed by the ghost train also fell out, and then there was a piece of green and dazzling crystal.

The disciples of Feixianliu from the two days looked at the Prison King Zun and Zhou Wen who was floating above the Prison King Zun. They seemed to understand why Qi Yakai, who regarded him as a god, would admire Zhou Wen so much.
Chapter completed!