Vol 2 Chapter 811: The heart demon is immortal, and freedom is always there!

Phoo~
There seemed to be a giant beast breathing long.
Lin Boxun, who was distorted and absent, couldn't hear the enhancement sound that was many times denser than before.
Da Zizai boldly shot, and the breath was full of greed.
In order to enter this world, he paid a great price, and he almost lost the [Supreme Demon System]. If it were not for the will attack in the Bodhi tree, he would not know how long he would sink, and even the Demon System had really changed hands. Unknown.
And now that he recovered, he didn't hesitate to take action, wanting to swallow the bodhi tree spirit to restore himself.
Phoo~
The shadows flowed down, spreading with the darkness of endless silence, and the void was distorted wherever it passed.
In the bodhi tree, the blue spirit child's heart is hairy, avoiding far away and hiding under the clear light.
This demon is extremely weird, just seeing it will distort a person's soul, even its message body will be distorted.
This means that its existence has got rid of the influence of the heavens and the earth, and in turn has affected the heavens and the earth.
This state has surpassed the longevity species.
"I'm still suffering from hard work and seven injuries, still thinking of swallowing me?"
There was a ripple in the clear light, and a terrifying series of spiritual light sprayed out, seeming to be able to split the void and shatter the vacuum!
As a human being in the two lives, his spirit was beyond ordinary people before the Dao-yitu was opened. After the Dao-yitu was opened, his spirit increased day by day.
After Chengyang Mingxinxue Dao, they complement each other even more.
When you understand the method of ‘slashing the three corpses’, it’s even more like breaking through a certain invisible barrier, progressing far faster than anyone can imagine.
Yuanshen cut out, it was fashionable and unbearable at first, but later it has changed more unpredictably.
A heart is not buried in the dust, not covered by the earth, transparent as a mirror, can illuminate the self and the world, and grasp the changes in the world.
At this moment, the turbulent clear light has filled the void and dark place, and the dark shadow can't enter it even if it sways several times.
Hum~
A collision erupted in this square inch of land, and there seemed to be a violent wind in the courtyard, setting off large patches of dust and leaves.
The rockery, flowers and grass, the floor, and even the lake water that were distorted and self-paced all turned into fine particles invisible to the naked eye after a tremor.
There is no influence outside the courtyard, but everything inside the courtyard has been destroyed.
Only half of the fallen leaves, the yellow linden tree with its trunk and the two people sitting on it have not been affected.
"call!"
A miss, the Great Free Demon seemed a little surprised, and immediately half of Lin Boxun's body was protruded, and he stole into the Bodhi tree:
"Five hard work and seven wounds, swallowing you is just a snap!"
Hum~
The two colors intertwined and collided, creating ripples invisible to the naked eye.
Lan Lingtong was swept away by the ripples, and there was a sense of fear and horror in his heart. In a trance, he seemed to see a nightmare Hydra that swallowed the world and laughed wildly and dimly.
Can't help but let out a shout, the body of information burst into pieces.
Surprisingly, it caused the deepest level of terror in his heart, and he was terrified and unable to sustain himself.
The linden tree outside suddenly vibrated, and the air current caused by the spreading of invisible ripples swelled, and a strand of it escaped from the courtyard, turning into a violent wind.
The evil hurricanes whizzed and went, terrifying and violent in the night wind.
Suddenly, it attracted the attention of many masters in Zhenhai Palace.
Jomo Ke, who was discussing the crusade with many guest officials in the front yard, heard the wind and suddenly smashed the jade case in front of him with a palm.
Suddenly got up, but could not bear the boiling of heart:
"Where is the rat, dare to come here to be presumptuous?!"
angry!
Jomo Ke is surprisingly angry!
Over the years, from the friction in the dark, to the struggle in the open, from the attack of the mysterious man in the Nether Palace, to the surprise attack by the existence of the self-proclaimed ‘god’.
He suppressed how much anger in his heart.
Seeing it disappeared for several months, someone came again and burst into the backyard. The anger in his heart finally couldn't stand it, and it burst out.
Boom!
The sound of the sonic boom resounded through the front yard as soon as it changed.
Like a dragon, he broke through the heavy wind and went straight to the backyard. All of his subordinates were also surprisingly angry.
"Come again?"
Qin Honghai also had anger in his heart, stepping out.
Under the deep night, amidst the billowing wind, a majestic shadow swept across the sky, riding a giant elephant, holding a xuanhua axe, and a dragon shadow coiling on his arms.
"The prince actually cultivated the'Juling Town Shidao' to such a level?"
Qin Honghai took a deep breath.
With the spread of the giant spirit in Linxi City and the army, hundreds of thousands of soldiers paid homage to him, and he gained a lot.
Although it has not been condensed into a golden core, it has the body of a golden core.
But compared to Jomo Ke, who is a imperial dragon elephant, he is far behind. He clearly has cultivated the dragon elephant big golden pill that he had cultivated in the first half of his life into the world of the giant spirit town.
It has broken through the bottleneck that has plagued it for decades, and its strength is more than ten times stronger than that a few months ago?
"go!"
Qiao Sheng glanced at Qin Honghai, and chased the backyard with a group of Keqing.
Huhu~
In the inner space of the Bodhi, the sound of the cold and silent killing is full of nothingness, like the mercury that leaks from the ground, pervasive, and it forcibly penetrates the envelope of clear light and penetrates into the inner space of the Bodhi tree.
The demon is not outside, but inside.
An Qisheng's primordial spirit is all exposed, and his mind is extremely pure, let alone the slightest distracting thoughts. It is naturally unable to penetrate, but although Lan Lingtong is a body of information, there is still an unforgettable terror in his heart.
The demons of their hearts are attracted, and naturally, they will follow them.
"If you want to start from your own heart and play with the Seven Lovers, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a demon."
In the clear light invaded by the magic shadow, An Qisheng's voice fluctuated, seeming to penetrate the essence of the magic shadow's magical powers.
"Where did he come from?"
In the clear light that interacted with the demon shadow, An Qisheng had a touch of solemnity, and once again felt the deep malice of this world towards him.
What he was thinking of at this time was not the origin of this magic shadow, but its origin.
Is it a coincidence?
Or did the demon sage spy something and come to test it?
Or is it the calculation of the man behind the scenes?
As his mind turned, the demon shadows surging around had become more and more fierce, and faintly, there seemed to be endless ghosts crying and howling wolves.
Lan Lingtong ran away watching the wind, with three hearts in his body, but he almost fell into complete death. How could he dare to approach?
Just listening to the wailing sound in my ears, I can't help but feel a little hairy in my heart.
This shows that even Mr. Monster cannot completely isolate him.
"You are really weird, you seem to have no distracting thoughts in your heart..."
In the demon shadow, the voice of Da Zizhen also fluctuates violently, and it seems that this seemingly weak Bodhi tree spirit can withstand his various attack methods.
This made him suspicious. Although this bodhi tree was a name left in the ‘big event’ in this world, it could not be said that it depends on the Buddha to be qualified to leave a name.
Even if it really has some means in the future, but at this time it is just a Bodhi tree demon that has not yet transformed, why can it resist his own means?
The only possibility is that his xinxing practice has reached a very high level.
An Qisheng did not respond, the clear light intertwined vertically and horizontally, all the time changing into a variety of array prohibitions to resist the invasion of the demon shadow.
With a high concentration of concentration in the heart, the waves of light on the Taoist picture seem to be slowly unfolding.
Woo~
In the endless shadows lingering, the clear light appeared to be indeterminate, and it seemed that it could be obliterated by the demon at any time, but this process obviously couldn't satisfy Da Ziyou.
He is deeply aware of the dangers of this world and does not want to expose himself too much.
The mind's mind turned for only a moment, and its distorted and imaginary figure became clear, and the enchanting voice suddenly became louder, and the cold and silent voice seemed to burn:
"Greed, hatred, hatred of love and evil desires are deadly! Spiritual and sentient beings are in the grasp of the heart demon, and there is no escape, but I don't believe you can make an exception!"
As if perceiving the changes in the outside world, Da Ziyi let out a long roar, the magical shadow boiled and stirred, and there seemed to be substantial sword soldiers manifesting, splitting and clearing light.
It penetrated the large diffused clear light, and hit the slowly rotating clear light core.
For a time, the ink color was flourishing, and it suppressed the shadow of clear light.
"Mr. Monster!"
Lan Lingtong's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help but turned into an electric light and rushed over, and the messages accumulated for countless years seemed to be bombarded without money.
It is very clear that even if an wise man like An Qisheng is caught off guard, he may not have no success.
On the contrary, it is itself, which is very bad.
Therefore, it has always cherished its life, but it rushed directly to the demon shadow.
"If it was a few months ago, you might really have to draw out the magic thoughts in your heart..."
In the clear light lingering in the magic shadow, An Qisheng's voice calmed down again, and even seemed a little indifferent and cold:
"Unfortunately, at this time, I don't have any magic in my heart. Everything I think, see, and see are all holy..."
The inner demon is not the actual demon.
It's everything a person has experienced in his life, joyful, sorrowful, sad, happy, desperate, fearful... everything is the breeding ground for the demons.
The horror of the heart demon is that it was born in the most desired thought in its heart, and it will not disappear because of your advanced realm.
On the contrary, the more experienced, the more unavoidable the inner demons.
The legendary fairy Buddha still has a heart demon. How can An Qisheng make an exception at this time?
Even, because of the people he saw in his dreams, there are too many things, and the demons are countless times more terrifying than ordinary practitioners.
However, he has cut the soul twice, and has excluded all the manifestations of the soul except the wisdom light of the self.
There is no way to save the light of the soul.
Similarly, like a child, there is no distracting thoughts in the heart, and there is no soil for the birth of the outer demon and the inner demon!
"Ok?!"
Da Zizai's heart shook. He who had invaded the inner core of Qingguang, found that the bodhi tree spirit in front of him had no thoughts or feelings, no fear or joy.
There is no soil for the birth of the heart demon!
"not good!"
If you find something bad, you will give up if you are very determined.
But where is there still time?
His magical shadow tearing clear light had entered the core, and the boiling clear light suddenly changed as An Qi was speaking.
The light of the soul in it bursts like a ‘singularity’, and then infinite mystery overflows.
Yin and Yang are intertwined, the four images are derived, the five elements are transformed, and the gossip turns...
In a flash, it has turned into a Tai Chi Yin-Yang and Eight Diagrams diagram, besieging, kneading, squeezing, and forcibly pushing the magic shadow to the point of ‘cathode’.
Slowly turning, like a grinding disc, bound it tightly!
"Not good!"
The sudden change caused Da Zizai's heart to jump, and he felt the infinite suction wafting from the clear light core.
Bound him to death, and pull his entire will into it!
The demons are pervasive, UU reading www. uukanshu. com was able to run wild, but the brilliance of the partial life was so pure that he could not start.
Can really trap him!
This time, Da Zi Zai finally changed color!
But he was extremely decisive, and when he found that something could not be violated, he actually stopped his escape, and instead of retreating, he rushed to the core of the Qingguang Taiji Tu:
"Your state of mind is just the result of the devil's thoughts of Zhan Que. For a moment, if you have no distracting thoughts, I will not believe it. You have no distracting thoughts in this life!"
Hum~
Qingguang slowly turned, An Qisheng had no intention of meeting him, his heart turned Tai Chi, slowly but firmly into the sea of ​​heart.
Da Ziyi is unwilling and cold:
"The heart demon is immortal, and freedom is always there! When your mind changes, everything about you will eventually belong to me!"
Rumble!
Accompanied by this deep and cold neigh, there seemed to be thousands of thunders piercing the void in the night, and lightning like an electric snake illuminates the world for a moment.
Jomo Ke stopped suddenly in the strong wind.
As far as I can see, in the small courtyard, under the withered and decayed old Bodhi tree, there is a soft and holy golden light surging like a wave.
Since the small courtyard, the thunder and lightning has suddenly been lit up, and the majestic Zhenhai Prince's Mansion has been illuminated.
Among the splendid Buddha light.
A little man stood up swayingly, punching as if he was asleep.
His body is small, but his fists and feet are extremely terrifying. Between his fists and kicks, he made a sound comparable to the sound of thunder.
Pointing to the place where the palm of the hand flows down, the airflow ‘whoop’ is like a hurricane!
And behind him, the golden light is like a waterfall like a wave, layered on top of each other, condensed into a wheel, like the true fairy Buddha in the legend!
Qiaomo Ke was stunned in the air, staring for a while, his voice was a little dry and trembling:
"My son..."
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