Chapter: 718
Sections of obscure Sanskrit sounds were recited from the mouth of the eight-armed golden man, and everything looked solemn and solemn. When the eight-armed golden man stepped on the soles of his feet, he stepped directly out of Zhuo Wen's sea of ??consciousness, and appeared in the darkness of the outside world , the eight-armed golden man began to grow...
One zhang...ten zhang...hundred zhang...thousand zhang...
In the end, the eight-armed golden man turned into a giant of a thousand feet, with Optimus Prime-like feet stepping on endless golden flames. For a moment, the darkness of the outside world was shattered under the illumination of the golden flames, and those terrifying endless grievances, Under the golden flames, it turned into ashes directly.
Woohoo!
The rest of the other innocent souls seemed to be extremely afraid of these golden flames, and with a sharp roar, they hid away one after another, trying to escape the attack of the golden flames.
However, the golden flames were too fierce and huge, covering the sky and the sun, and in an instant, the infinite darkness was all spread and shattered by the golden flames, and the surrounding ghosts were all turned into ashes and disappeared in just one breath. clean.
Zhuowen, who was originally shrouded by unjust souls, finally revealed his body, but at this time, Zhuo Wen's condition was extremely miserable. The flesh and blood all over his body were almost devoured by the unjust souls, leaving only bones and bones. He didn't look like a human being at all. If one step appeared, Zhuo Wen might be chewed to pieces.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's breath was extremely weak, and he reluctantly opened his eyes, staring at the huge eight-armed golden man thousands of feet above. For some reason, this eight-armed golden man gave him a sense of affinity.
"How can there be immortality without death, and nirvana without suffering! Heaven and hell are always close at hand, how can we see heaven without going through hell! Little guy, maybe we are destined to come from the same place."
The eight-armed golden man stared quietly at Zhuo Wen below, and the eight arms quickly made a complex seal. Suddenly, countless golden flames around him rushed in, enveloping Zhuo Wen completely.
The golden flames invaded his body, Zhuowen groaned in pain, the extreme pain almost made him faint, but the miracle is, as the golden flames continued to burn Zhuowen's body, his almost broken body began to recover slowly , and the surface of the skin is glowing with gold, as if plated with gold.
The eight-armed golden man nodded slightly, stepped on the soles of his feet, and directly turned into a golden torrent, which re-drilled into the depths of Zhuo Wen's sea of ??consciousness and became silent.
Whoosh!
When Zhuowen's body recovered completely, the golden flame penetrated into the depths of Zhuowen's eyebrows and turned into a part of the golden torrent.
"Recovered?" Feeling the sense of power in his body, Zhuo Wen seemed to have a feeling of being in a dream, "Who is that eight-armed golden man? He said he came from the same place as me? Could it also be from the earth?"
When thinking of the last words of the eight-armed golden man, Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up, thinking about the history of the earth in his mind, thinking about it, he finally locked on a character, or a powerful god.
"Fudo Myoko of Buddhism?" Although Zhuo Wen doesn't believe in Buddhism, Zhuo Wen still knows some famous gods in Buddhism. This Fudo Myoko is still very famous, and he is the Buddhist god in charge of all anger.
"It seems that my guess was right. This "Nirvana on the Great Sun" is indeed related to Buddhism!" After pondering for a moment, Zhuo Wen thought to himself.
Click!
Just as Zhuo Wen was immersed in thinking, the surrounding pitch-black environment began to collapse inch by inch. Three days later, the effect of the ghost-resenting charm finally completely disappeared.
At this time, all the power masters on the platform did not pay attention to the giant golden tower in the center, but concentrated their eyes on the black giant egg in a relatively remote location not far away.
"Three days have passed, and the effect of the ghost resentment charm has come to an end. I wonder if Zhuo Wen is still alive?"
"Aren't you too wishful thinking? Then Zhuo Wen probably died without a whole body. After all, the ghosts in the ghost-resenting charm are extremely vicious."
"..."
Among them, Xu Chang also noticed the black egg that was about to collapse not far away, and an imperceptible sneer flashed in his eyes. He wanted to see with his own eyes what Zhuo Wen's death was like?
"Maybe after the black giant egg breaks, I can only see a pile of bones! Zhuowen, this is the end of offending our Baichuanhoufu." Xu Chang said to himself secretly, staring at the black egg expectantly.
Click!
Heidan finally collapsed completely, and a slender figure walked out slowly, and then the platform fell into an eerie silence...
Thumb up!
The clear and crisp footsteps gradually echoed across the platform, the black giant egg collapsed into nothingness, and a slender figure stepped out slowly.
Hiss!
There was a sound of gasping on the platform, and immediately many power masters stared at this figure with wide eyes, their expressions were like seeing a ghost.
"This... is this Zhuowen? He's not dead?"
"The power of the resentful ghost talisman is extremely terrifying. Even if four-wheeled emperor-level fighters are trapped in it, they may fall, but how did Zhuowen survive it, and it seems that it is not damaged at all."
"..."
The uproar sounded like a turbulent wave crashing on the shore, resounding around the entire platform, and everyone began to wonder, how did Zhuo Wen last three days in the ghost-resenting spell?
creak!
The light smile on Xu Chang's face suddenly froze, he clenched his fists suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on Zhuo Wen, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, but his heart was as turbulent as a stormy wave hitting the shore.
"Why is this Zhuo Wen not dead? The curse of resentment ghosts can even entangle fighters in the four-wheeled emperor's realm, how come this little bastard who is only at the peak of the second-rounded emperor's realm is not dead?" Xu Chang roared inwardly.
Compared with Xu Chang's gloomy expression, the other four giants were quite surprised. Among them, Lu Nantian's face was full of surprise. This Zhuo Wen is a fourth-rank arcanist. It can be of great benefit to the Marquis of Muqin JrNovels.com
One zhang...ten zhang...hundred zhang...thousand zhang...
In the end, the eight-armed golden man turned into a giant of a thousand feet, with Optimus Prime-like feet stepping on endless golden flames. For a moment, the darkness of the outside world was shattered under the illumination of the golden flames, and those terrifying endless grievances, Under the golden flames, it turned into ashes directly.
Woohoo!
The rest of the other innocent souls seemed to be extremely afraid of these golden flames, and with a sharp roar, they hid away one after another, trying to escape the attack of the golden flames.
However, the golden flames were too fierce and huge, covering the sky and the sun, and in an instant, the infinite darkness was all spread and shattered by the golden flames, and the surrounding ghosts were all turned into ashes and disappeared in just one breath. clean.
Zhuowen, who was originally shrouded by unjust souls, finally revealed his body, but at this time, Zhuo Wen's condition was extremely miserable. The flesh and blood all over his body were almost devoured by the unjust souls, leaving only bones and bones. He didn't look like a human being at all. If one step appeared, Zhuo Wen might be chewed to pieces.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's breath was extremely weak, and he reluctantly opened his eyes, staring at the huge eight-armed golden man thousands of feet above. For some reason, this eight-armed golden man gave him a sense of affinity.
"How can there be immortality without death, and nirvana without suffering! Heaven and hell are always close at hand, how can we see heaven without going through hell! Little guy, maybe we are destined to come from the same place."
The eight-armed golden man stared quietly at Zhuo Wen below, and the eight arms quickly made a complex seal. Suddenly, countless golden flames around him rushed in, enveloping Zhuo Wen completely.
The golden flames invaded his body, Zhuowen groaned in pain, the extreme pain almost made him faint, but the miracle is, as the golden flames continued to burn Zhuowen's body, his almost broken body began to recover slowly , and the surface of the skin is glowing with gold, as if plated with gold.
The eight-armed golden man nodded slightly, stepped on the soles of his feet, and directly turned into a golden torrent, which re-drilled into the depths of Zhuo Wen's sea of ??consciousness and became silent.
Whoosh!
When Zhuowen's body recovered completely, the golden flame penetrated into the depths of Zhuowen's eyebrows and turned into a part of the golden torrent.
"Recovered?" Feeling the sense of power in his body, Zhuo Wen seemed to have a feeling of being in a dream, "Who is that eight-armed golden man? He said he came from the same place as me? Could it also be from the earth?"
When thinking of the last words of the eight-armed golden man, Zhuo Wen's eyes lit up, thinking about the history of the earth in his mind, thinking about it, he finally locked on a character, or a powerful god.
"Fudo Myoko of Buddhism?" Although Zhuo Wen doesn't believe in Buddhism, Zhuo Wen still knows some famous gods in Buddhism. This Fudo Myoko is still very famous, and he is the Buddhist god in charge of all anger.
"It seems that my guess was right. This "Nirvana on the Great Sun" is indeed related to Buddhism!" After pondering for a moment, Zhuo Wen thought to himself.
Click!
Just as Zhuo Wen was immersed in thinking, the surrounding pitch-black environment began to collapse inch by inch. Three days later, the effect of the ghost-resenting charm finally completely disappeared.
At this time, all the power masters on the platform did not pay attention to the giant golden tower in the center, but concentrated their eyes on the black giant egg in a relatively remote location not far away.
"Three days have passed, and the effect of the ghost resentment charm has come to an end. I wonder if Zhuo Wen is still alive?"
"Aren't you too wishful thinking? Then Zhuo Wen probably died without a whole body. After all, the ghosts in the ghost-resenting charm are extremely vicious."
"..."
Among them, Xu Chang also noticed the black egg that was about to collapse not far away, and an imperceptible sneer flashed in his eyes. He wanted to see with his own eyes what Zhuo Wen's death was like?
"Maybe after the black giant egg breaks, I can only see a pile of bones! Zhuowen, this is the end of offending our Baichuanhoufu." Xu Chang said to himself secretly, staring at the black egg expectantly.
Click!
Heidan finally collapsed completely, and a slender figure walked out slowly, and then the platform fell into an eerie silence...
Thumb up!
The clear and crisp footsteps gradually echoed across the platform, the black giant egg collapsed into nothingness, and a slender figure stepped out slowly.
Hiss!
There was a sound of gasping on the platform, and immediately many power masters stared at this figure with wide eyes, their expressions were like seeing a ghost.
"This... is this Zhuowen? He's not dead?"
"The power of the resentful ghost talisman is extremely terrifying. Even if four-wheeled emperor-level fighters are trapped in it, they may fall, but how did Zhuowen survive it, and it seems that it is not damaged at all."
"..."
The uproar sounded like a turbulent wave crashing on the shore, resounding around the entire platform, and everyone began to wonder, how did Zhuo Wen last three days in the ghost-resenting spell?
creak!
The light smile on Xu Chang's face suddenly froze, he clenched his fists suddenly, and his eyes were fixed on Zhuo Wen, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, but his heart was as turbulent as a stormy wave hitting the shore.
"Why is this Zhuo Wen not dead? The curse of resentment ghosts can even entangle fighters in the four-wheeled emperor's realm, how come this little bastard who is only at the peak of the second-rounded emperor's realm is not dead?" Xu Chang roared inwardly.
Compared with Xu Chang's gloomy expression, the other four giants were quite surprised. Among them, Lu Nantian's face was full of surprise. This Zhuo Wen is a fourth-rank arcanist. It can be of great benefit to the Marquis of Muqin JrNovels.com
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