"Huyuan’s world structure is like an outer furnace, which is deducibly feng shui and fire, but it is broken and directly divided."
Li Yu walks around and measures this area, which is really vast. There are extraordinary patterns everywhere, and there are invisible avenues.
In the southeast, northwest and four directions, all kinds of patterns are staggered. Once it breaks out to reshape the world, the world will turn upside down and chaos will boil.
Originally, it was a peaceful feng shui cremation outside the furnace, pregnant with a great accident, a furnace of immortal gods, but the war was destroyed, and some broken parts were rebuilt, which may also be affected.
"Well, the four polar feng shui fires have actually changed, and the central main vein has disappeared?"
Soon Li Yu found that the quadrupole terrain was the outermost, and there was another terrain deep in the situation, but it was nowhere to be found, which might be the original breeding ground.
Is it that spirituality is born?
"No, maybe the main vein in the center of the furnace is the fairy house world!"
He looked at the fairy house token in his hand again, and made a bold inference that it was bred in the past, and it was also in the process of entering, so what might be played with it?
"ah!"
At this time, a distant scream came to be particularly piercing.
It was a man who was too strong to set foot in Sendai’s secret land, but he was deeply mired in a lake, struggling violently, and all his flesh and blood rippled and quickly disappeared, but all he could do was cry from the Yuan God.
It’s hard for everyone to see that their hearts are cold, but it’s a heavy weight in Sendai. Oh, my God, the outside world is full of wind and rain, but it’s as hard to accept that it’s like choking to death.
Soon, even the Yuan God perished, and a heavy wave set off and buried the whole place. There was no fluctuation any more, and an elder died.
"No, these terrains are weird. Don’t be fooled by the gods. They are all illusions!"
Not far from Li Yu, there was another great man who escaped in a mess and was burned naked all over, not to mention the clothes, not even a hair.
He fled in the direction of one volcano after another, and the grass was barren and the black smoke was full of vitality.
Compared with the one in the fallen lake, he is blessed to escape from the birth day.
"Is this really a natural place to be sure that it is not a desolate burial ground?"
Some people question that it is really impossible to see where there is fate here, but death, injury and death make people panic.
The elders of Kishi House kept their eyes on the front without saying a word. There were waves and angry sounds.
Hua!
There, the waves are crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of piles of snow.
Right in front of a Wang Yang ups and downs latosolic red light rolling hot heaven and earth air billow came head-on to make people’s hair burn.
There is a sea in the depths of the secret world?
However, it is crimson and too hot, very bright and brilliant, like red-hot molten iron raging.
"Is a red sea really a sea?"
Li Yu’s light language, Xuan pupil’s light is particularly deep. Instead of a sea, he sees a corpse-lying dragon falling apart and falling here.
"Maybe a drop of blood."
When Wang Teng arrived, he immediately looked at the vast red sea, which seemed to be meaningful.
Two people glances are kept silent quietly forward.
Hua!
The sea of God is as monstrous as the milky way, and the vast expanse of heaven and earth is full of harsh light, and sometimes it is red and bright and sometimes it is golden.
"Amitabha …"
At this time, many people felt something and heard the sacred chanting.
They were startled. How could anyone recite the scriptures in this world? Is it because the ghost is obsessed with it?
Li Yu looked to the coast, where besides the fire, there was a Zen singing and a dry bone was sitting on the floor, and it was chanting.
It was a strange creature dressed in cassock, torn and full of big holes, and it seemed that the cassock would turn to ashes at the touch of it.
It is humanoid, but I don’t know if it is a race, let alone whether it is a man or a woman. The whole body has long been dry, and I don’t know how many years it has been covered with a dusty bag of bones. It is as motionless as a fossil as a whole.
But it sounds like it’s not dead!
"Is this … a monk sitting in front of the red sea and crossing over?"
"But what sea did he cross?"
The strong are indecisive. How can a Buddhist monk in the West Desert appear? Zhongzhou is still buried in the secret land, and he looks like he is dying.
This has to make them creepy. Judging from the broken bones, he was also an ancient sage before his death!
And I don’t know how long it’s been sitting here. Even the ground is a ravine of years, and even the ground where it’s sitting is deeply sunken.
"A monk is sitting in front of the red sea, and he has mastered the original sound?"
Li Yu’s light body, the imprint of the source sound, turned out to be a reaction. The Buddha’s bones resonated with the previous chanting, and it was mixed with one of the source sounds.
The source sounds of the six-character mantra are all high-meaning means of Buddhism, which claims to be the same as the nine secrets. Although it has never been verified by anyone, most of them think that the difference between them is not too big.
He approached slowly, apparently a Taoist monk in the past, but he did not know that he had come here to do something. Now it seems that it is difficult to know whether he has succeeded or not.
Hua!
At this time, the waves in the bright red ocean burst with thunder, and the sound was deafening and there were strange fluctuations.
Click!
Flash interleaving traversing length
There is a harsh brilliance in the red Wang Yang, and it seems that there is some kind of recovery in the depths of the ocean.
Chapter two hundred The gods reappear the immortal emperor!
Hua!
The red sea is raging, and there is a surge in the living things. Thousands of people go straight to the far sea to cross the square.
"It seems that something is coming out. Is there really a big murderer in this sea area?"
Many celebrities are indecisive, because it is hard not to remind people of sitting here and cultivating themselves.
Even after the bones are immortal, there is still an obsession to make this mysterious red sea without borders disappear.
"If that’s the case, then this holy monk sitting here is worth considering. He may have come to exorcise the devil!"
There are too strong people whispering and speculating that there may have been a giant demon here in the past year, so the holy monk came to surrender.
But it’s been too long, and knowing it can be a guess.
"It’s possible that a big demon may not be the emperor."
Li Yu shook his head. If the immortal road in the deep part of the fairy mansion world is connected, the past here can be traced back to a complete terrain, but it was divided by the influence of the war.
The sea itself is a golden dragon in Wyndell Dichinson, and Wang Teng is a drop of blood. It is not who made a mistake, but the quality is so obvious.
"Amitabha …"
At the same time, the waves surge and sit on the remains of the holy monk on the coast, which is also a shock to release the Buddha’s light and drink the source sound, so that all beings can live and die through Yin and Yang.
And deep in the red sea, like a pair of eyes open, it is generally cold and swept over, bringing up a large number of virtual ripples, which can’t stop shaking and make everyone’s face blink. The impact is too intense.
"No, something emerges deep in the sea!"
Soon, too many strong people caught a glimpse of the changes in the sea. An island-like product slowly rose and emerged in the waves, all of which were bronzed and engraved with traces of time.
Everyone looked intently at the bronze giant. After the sea rose, the waves instantly subsided and everything returned to its original state. On the contrary, the Zen singing of the holy monk’s bones became more and more intense
"Amitabha … wants to borrow the immortal land to meet the true meaning of my Buddha, but it has already changed, and a terrible … destroyed this place.
The outer furnace is broken, and the dangers are full of wild … Although I have exhausted the dharma, it is difficult to see clearly. "
In Zen singing, a sigh sounded and smoothed the last Buddha’s light, which seemed to be the last obsession of the holy monk, and it was completely over with the bronze giant.