This Buddha seemed very angry, and many incarnations appeared at the same time. In less than a blink of an eye, he was surrounded by a circle of Buddhas.

Chen Lian did not have a trace of panic, because the most terrifying time for him had passed, that was when he was under the lantern of his heart, his memories were broken and he forgot about himself.

If he understands who he is, he can deal with it calmly even if he faces any danger.

He encountered many difficulties and dangers in his life, but his attitude was consistent, and he was dull. If he won, he would pass this hurdle. After he lost, he would no longer be unconscious and would not be depressed or despaired.

Ordinary people must not be calm about the great horror between life and death. However, Chen Lian was born with a purely calm state of mind and would never make any more fluctuations about it.

Every Buddha around him has an angry look, like a wise king who can turn the world into ashes.

Chen Lian closed his eyes and opened his heart. He felt an indescribable cleanness and clarity all over his body. It was like a cloud in the sky, falling into a pool, turning into a shadow of gathering and dispersing, breaking and reuniting, changing and getting crystal clear of water.

With the wisdom in my heart, the Buddhas around me still cannot tell the difference, and they rotated rapidly around the Shenlian, and the circle continued to shrink.

Chen Lian does not have that much magic power, and can be used as a magical power to destroy all directions and eliminate these incarnations, so he needs to cherish the opportunity to take action.

It doesn't matter if he can't see it in his heart. He is looking for a feeling. A trace of sensing in the dark can always find the other party's fatal flaw, make achievements with one blow, and get out of this predicament.

Fang Yanying outside had already walked to Chen Lian. Uncle Master grabbed the lonely lamp with no flesh and blood, only white bones, and a copper coffin next to it, with a terrifying aura inside, and a little spark was in it.

It seemed that as soon as that little bit of Mars moved, it would ignite all the aura, ignite into a magnificent fire, destroying everything, together with the master's flesh and body, and her.

She couldn't help because she was holding the Five Elements Divine Sword and breathing in her uniformly. All the sword energy in her body was injected into the Divine Sword, and a clear sword roar appeared in the void. This was the Divine Sword with spirit and spontaneous protection.

In the void around, a monk in white clothes appeared and his speed was faster than Fang Yanying's spiritual perception, and he could not catch it at all. Now he only relied on the sword roar waves emitted by the Five Elements Divine Sword to hold on tightly, preventing the other party from getting close.

She could even feel that the other party's divine consciousness had swept the lamp on Uncle Master's hand many times. Every time the other party seemed to let out a scream, and then there was a kind of greed that made her extremely uncomfortable.

Fang Yanying knew the preciousness of the lamp, but she still had such greed for a Buddhist monk, which was particularly unaware of because the heavier the greed, the more difficult it was to get rid of it.

The terrifying aura in the copper coffin now formed a huge vortex to surround the spark. Under Mars, the bottom of the copper coffin gradually surged out, and a pool of black and thick liquid began to slowly squirm. I don’t know what kind of monster it was. I started climbing up along the four walls of the copper coffin, but in the end I would encounter an invisible layer of restriction sliding down. At the same time, the thick black liquid released the terrifying aura at all times, filling the copper coffin and surrounding Mars.

That little bit of Mars was silent, so the terrifying aura could not get that little bit of Mars. It used it as a lead to ignite the breath and release a terrifying force, thereby truly breaking through the shackles of the copper coffin and releasing the thick black liquid.

For Chen Lian, his real feeling was that the Buddha surrounding him became closer and closer to him, and in the end he was only a short distance. As long as he got closer, he could crush him into a fan.

Chen Lian did not resist. The more he reached this point, he became calmer. Then the corner of his mouth curled up, revealing a faint smile as pure as a lotus, allowing the Buddhas to continue to approach, and his heart was quiet, and he actually visualized the "Shangqing Lingbao Naturally Locking the Heart and Calming the Spiritual Realization".

This is the supreme and subtle method of refining the magic in the world. Once it is activated, it will be truly lonely, empty, quiet and inaction.

He did not find any flaws in the surrounding Buddhas, but he found a flaw that was not a flaw. If he was so angry, why would he not punish him quickly like lightning.

He was refining at this moment, and then he followed the mysterious and mysterious magical method to enter a state similar to the so-called "unmoved mind" in Buddhism. Without a single thought, everything is nothing, like a mirror, flowers, water and moon, leaving no traces when passing.

Finally, all the Buddhas were still, merged together, turned into a monk in black, and said in a hoarse voice: "It turns out that you have learned the supreme and transcendent method left by the characters. For the sake of the great existence, I can let you go. As long as you help me out, I can do something for you."

Chen Lian smiled faintly and said, "I want to know how you can not let me go."

Even though he smiled and said something that angered the monk in black, his heart remained motionless.

After the test of the heart fire, the soul had an indescribable change. When he visualized the "Shangqing Lingbao naturally locked the mind and calmed the mind," the soul turned into a surging river. Its innermost part was the river that carried the river, silent and unchanging.

The external river can judge the situation and change in a variety of ways. When encountering tough mountains, you will bypass them. When encountering small stones, you will rush directly and make the most favorable choices naturally, but the general direction of the river has not changed.

The power of the soul is full of energy, but it is always the same as that silent core.

The monk in black snorted coldly: "You can't never feel any fluctuations in your heart forever. Even so, I can keep you forever."

The temple disappeared, and there was surging black water in front of me, pouring everything out.

Every time the black waves rise and fall, it is like an ancient demon god roaring. Then twenty-four demon gods appeared on it, each of them as vast as the heavens, and they are as small as dust.

It seemed that all the demons held a heavy bead and threw it towards Chen Lian one by one, trying to suppress him forever.

A mountain flies towards people, which is enough to make people shocked and lose judgment, and even the explosion of mountain torrents is enough to make countless creatures despair when facing the might of the vast world.

Faced with such a terrible attack, even if it is an illusion, it is difficult not to be shaken.

Chen Lian just gently spit out two words "Sword Comes".

This sword is not about the five elements magic sword in the real world outside, but about a river of heaven. It is a surging river that is transformed by the soul from the soul.

Once the bright white light appeared, it was like a nine-day divine dragon. It instantly passed through the numerous thrown Dzi beads, emitting infinite light, and instantly enveloped the monk in black.

It was an extremely moving sword light, like a dragon waving its tail, rushing to the black-clothed monk, and then heading towards the sky. In an instant, the space collapsed and the void flowed.
Chapter completed!