A wave of attraction suddenly came out, and a strange syllable appeared.

"Om!"

The sound is invisible, but this syllable is indeed the same as the substance. No one has ever seen this syllable, but the moment he sees this syllable phenomenon, it represents its meaning.

The Buddhist mantra is that where phenomena are, ghosts and evil are prone to change.

The Vermilion Bird felt that his soul was almost flying out, and all the suction was transmitted from this syllable, and he felt the boundless power of indulgence.

Suddenly, the mountains and sea meridians in his body were gently circulating, and a sudden sensation in his mind. In desperation, he bit his tongue and spit out a bloody mouthful, turning into a vague mark in front of him and exploded.

This mark looks like the mountain and sea scriptures, but it is not a real thing, but it is still strange.

After a crisp roar, the fluctuations emitted by the mark directly penetrated into the syllables.

The Vermilion Bird felt the power of attraction dissipated and hurriedly retreated, but there was still fear in his eyes.

"What a pity."
Chapter completed!