This Buddha seemed to be very angry, many incarnations appeared at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, Shen Lian was surrounded by a circle of Buddhas.

Shen Lian didn't have a trace of panic, because the most terrible time for him had passed, that is, when he was under the lamp of his heart, his memory was shattered, and he forgot himself.

If he understands who he is, he can deal with any danger calmly.

The hardships he has encountered in his life are not many, nor are they few, but his attitude has always been the same, plain and relative, and if he wins, he will pass this hurdle, and after he loses, he will no longer be conscious, and there will be no frustration and despair.

For the great terror between life and death, ordinary people must not be unfazed. But Shen Lian was born with a pure indifferent state of mind, and he would never make more fluctuations for this.

Every Buddha around him is a look of indignation, such as the anger of the Ming king, which can turn the world into ashes.

Shen Lian closed his eyes and opened his heart, and there was an indescribable cleanliness and clarity all over his body, which was like a cloud in the sky, falling in a waterhole, turning into a shadow that gathered and scattered, divided and merged, ever-changing, and got the crystal of water.

In their hearts, the surrounding Buddhas still couldn't tell the difference, and they were rapidly rotating around Shen Lian's body, and the circle was shrinking.

Shen Lian didn't have that much mana, he could be a divine power that would destroy all directions and destroy these incarnations, so he needed to cherish the opportunity to make a move.

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

Outside, Fang Yanying had already walked to Shen Lian's side, Uncle Shi's hand grabbed the lonely lamp, there was no flesh and blood, only white bones remained, and next to it was a copper coffin, with a terrifying aura churning inside, and a little spark in it.

It seems that as long as that little spark moves, it will ignite all the breath and burn into a monstrous fire, destroying everything, along with Uncle Shi's flesh ~ body and her.

She couldn't help, because she was holding the Five Elements Divine Sword, breathing in unison, and all the sword qi in her body was injected into the Divine Sword, emitting a clear sword groan, and Dao Dao sword marks appeared in the void. This is the sword with a spirit, spontaneously protecting.

And in the surrounding void, the figure of a white-clothed monk loomed, the speed was faster than Fang Yanying's spiritual perception, and he couldn't catch it at all, and now he only relied on the sword fluctuation emitted by the Five Elements Divine Sword to hold on, not letting the other party get close.

She could even feel that the other party's divine thoughts had swept over the lamp in her uncle's hand many times, and each time the other party seemed to let out a miserable howl, followed by a kind of greed that made her extremely uncomfortable.

Fang Yanying knew the preciousness of that lamp, but he still had such greed for a Buddhist monk, and he couldn't understand it, because the heavier the greed, the more difficult it was to get rid of.

The terrifying aura inside the copper coffin now forms a huge vortex to surround that little bit of spark, and below the spark, at the bottom of the copper coffin, a puddle of black thick liquid gradually gushes out~ and begins to slowly squirm, I don't know what kind of monster it is. Climb up the four walls of the bronze coffin, but eventually encounter an invisible layer of prohibition and slide down. At the same time, the thick black liquid released that terrifying aura all the time, filling the copper coffin and surrounding Mars.

That little spark was silent, so the terrifying aura couldn't get that little bit of spark, and used it as an introduction, ignited the breath, and released the terrifying power, so as to really break through the shackles of the copper coffin and release that puddle of thick black liquid.

As far as Shen Lian was concerned, his true feeling was that the Buddha surrounding him was getting closer and closer to him, and in the end it was only a stone's throw away, as long as he got a little closer, he could crush him into powder.

Shen Lian did not resist, the more he became calmer at this time, and then the corners of his mouth were hooked, revealing a faint smile as pure as a lotus flower, allowing those Buddhas to continue to approach, his heart was silent, and he actually imagined 'Shangqing Lingbao naturally locks the heart and calms the mind and true solution'.

This is the supreme subtle method of refining the gods in the world, and once it is operational, it is really lonely and ethereal, quiet and inactive.

It is true that he did not find a flaw in the Buddhas around him, but he found a flaw that was not a flaw, if he was so angry, why not punish him quickly like lightning and fire.

Shen Lian at this moment, and then the mysterious and mysterious refining method, into a realm similar to the so-called 'unmoved mind' of Buddhism, not a single thought is born, everything is nothing, like a mirror, leaving no trace.

In the end, all the Buddhas fused together, turned into a black-clothed monk, and said in a hoarse voice: "It turns out that you have learned the method left by the supreme transcendent figure, for the sake of the face of that great being, I can let you go, as long as you help me out, I can also help you do one thing." ”

Shen Lian smiled faintly: "I want to know how you can not let me go." ”

Even though he smiled and said words that angered the black-clothed monk, his heart did not move.

After Shen Lian passed the test of the heart fire, the Yuan Shen had an indescribable change, when he visualized the 'Shangqing Lingbao naturally locks the heart and fixes the true solution', the Yuan Shen turned into a surging river, and its innermost outward is the river that carries the river, and it is silent.

The outer layer of the river, can judge the situation, ever-changing, when encountering a tough mountain, bypass, when encountering a small stone, directly rush, naturally make the most favorable choice, but the general direction of the river, is not changed.

The power of the primordial god is full of surging, but it never leaves the still-moving core.

The black-clothed monk snorted coldly: "You can't never have a trace of fluctuation in your heart, even so, I can leave you forever." ”

The temple is gone, and in front of it is a gushing black water, pouring everything.

Every time the black waves fluctuated, it was like an ancient demon god roaring, and twenty-four demon gods did appear on it, all of them as vast as the heavens, and Shen Lian was as small as dust.

It seemed that all the demon gods were holding a heavy dzi and threw it at Shen Lian one after another, trying to crush him so that he could not turn over for eternity.

A mountain flying towards people is enough to make people frightened, lose judgment, and even the outbreak of a flash flood is enough to make countless living beings despair in the face of the majesty of the vast heaven and earth.

In the face of such a terrible attack, even if it is an illusion, it is difficult not to waver.

Shen Lian just lightly spit out two words, 'Sword come'.

This sword is not the Five Elements Divine Sword in the real world outside, but a heavenly river. Since Shen Lian's heart, the monstrous river of the original god.

The brilliant white mang, once it appeared, was like the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, passing through the dzi that had been thrown over in an instant, emitting immeasurable light, and instantly enveloping the black-clothed monk.

It was an incomparably moving sword light, like a dragon swinging its tail, after rushing to kill the black-clothed monk, it went to the sky again, and the space collapsed in an instant, and the void was turbulent.

(To be continued.) )