Vol 2 Chapter 800: Magic 7 killing curse!

Boo~
It seems to penetrate an invisible barrier, and perception suddenly widens.
There seemed to be a cave under the gloomy dark ground. An Qisheng was slightly concentrating, following the texture and vein of the earth to see a magnificent underground palace, like a royal palace.
It was as if the whole earth of thousands of miles had been hollowed out, and the end seemed invisible at a glance, and this was only the top layer.
Most of this underground palace is still in the gloomy abyss, lowered layer by layer, I don't know how many layers, let alone how deep the crust has penetrated.
From top to bottom, it looks like a pagoda turned out, but the top of the tower is the small town above, to be precise.
It is the front yard of Tubana’s house, the vegetable field, where the vegetable Xiaobai grows.
"Is it where the tomb is or is it a sealed place? Looking at its breath of time, this place should be more than 30,000 years old..."
An Qisheng thought about it, and he was slightly focused, but he didn't find any extraordinary breath.
The perfection of this breath isolation is obviously not just as simple as the tomb. Perhaps, a certain big demon died in this sealed land?
Estimating the time, he gradually had a guess.
From the information he knew, it could be concluded that the Phoenix Emperor should have cut the sky 50,000 years ago, but the duration of that battle was by no means a short number.
The ups and downs should be the closure of the mountain at the Xumi Buddhism gate more than 30,000 years ago.
So, what is buried in the ‘tomb’ here is the great demon of that war?
Phoo~
Thoughts are erratic like the wind, and they are not affected by inspiration, but their speed is also very fast.
Soon, it was close to the underground palace.
This is a desolate underground palace, where dust is everywhere, and various residues are piled up. It seems to have gone through a long time, but the main building of the underground palace has not been damaged in the slightest.
It didn't seem to have the slightest vision, but An Qisheng looked at it carefully and could already see the subtleties of this underground palace.
The upper and lower parts of the underground palace are integrated, and many buildings are not stone, but are composed of almost endless extremely tiny runes as individuals.
The subtle talisman culture is forbidden, and the prohibition forms a large array, which runs through.
It's Bao, it's also a formation.
"The breath of Buddhism..."
Overlooking the underground palace, although its breath is not leaking, you can also see the obvious Buddhist style in it.
Xumi Buddhism is the most powerful in this realm in the west, and it is the strongest power among the sects, and even in the legend, it is not inferior to the emperor's court.
Although the mountain was closed, they still have their heritage in Xihezhou. An Qisheng had been branded as the soul of Zen Master Gu Yue and he would naturally recognize it.
The interest in my heart grew stronger.
Phoo~
The gloomy underground palace blew up, and An Qisheng's divine intent drifted to the top of the underground palace. This place was the only place where the underground palace's restrictions were loosened.
The reason why Cai Xiaobai opened his spiritual wisdom was because of the looseness here.
Hum~
At the moment when An Qisheng flew up to this point, he suddenly heard a loud and thunderous sound of Zen singing.
Immediately, a flower in front of him seemed to travel through the void to another world.
A move in his heart but not panic, he swept slightly, but here was a square made of white jade.
In front is a towering pagoda, like a pillar that carries heaven and earth.
The pagoda is thirteen stories high, and there are Buddhist treasures hanging on it. The breath is sacred and heavy. Just looking at it, a sense of heavyness comes to your face.
An Qisheng took a closer look. There are many Buddha paintings on this pagoda. There are unknown Buddha teachings. I don't know how many monks and Luohan sit and listen.
The sound that lingers in my heart for a long time is the sound of preaching in the Buddha painting.
Listening attentively, it seems that you can hear the sound of the lecture.
"The emperor's calamity has become the emperor...the heaven and the earth are robbery, and if there is no robbery, the heaven and the earth will decay. Only practice can overcome the calamity... Cultivating my Dharma, you can get magical powers..."
"Cultivating my Dharma, you can get it yourself..."
"Cultivating my Dharma, even if I perish, there will be a day of return..."
"Cultivating my Dharma, heaven and earth will decay, all living beings will die, and I will be immortal..."
...
The seemingly clear, seemingly illusory Buddha sounds are constantly reverberating in my heart, and there seems to be an endless Buddha rhyme in it, which makes people want to indulge involuntarily.
An Qisheng frowned, and there were various Buddhist scriptures on the mirror in his heart, branding all the mysteries, but he did not listen.
He incarnates this incarnation of the Bodhi child, although he is not afraid of being invaded by the spirit, but he did not think about whether to dabble in this world.
Especially Buddhism.
That Gautama's gifted talent is the best in the past, and the five-star supreme level exists, but it is still in the future. It is hard to say that there is no reason for the method he cultivated.
His body never touches the law of this realm, and the incarnation need not be jealous.
He incarnates, he himself has the law to dabble in this realm, and the meaning of knowing himself and the enemy is in it.
But even so, it cannot be careless.
"Bald donkey, bald donkey! Talk about it every day, for 30,000 years, can't you let this uncle live for a while?!"
At a certain moment, a very tyrannical neighing sound made a loud noise, and it suppressed the Buddha's sound for a moment.
"The big demon?"
An Qisheng was not too surprised, looking for the sound, he saw half of the hideous beast claws under the tower seat.
The claws resembled dragons and tigers, and some resembled human hands. UU reading www.uukanshu.com couldn't help but buckle, making unpleasant ear-piercing neighs.
"Boy Wu, he didn't quickly roll down even after he found the uncle!"
The tyranny disappeared, but the fierce roar resounded in An Qisheng's heart: "Stay there again, I'm afraid you will be transformed by Buddhism!"
"who are you?"
Naturally, An Qisheng would not come close, but only looked from a distance. The reason why the huge tower had a leak was naturally because the big demon underneath was struggling.
However, the isolation power of this huge tower itself is strong, and the big demon inside is not weak, and naturally it can't capture its information for a while.
"Huh?! No, you are not my grandfather's cub?!"
Under the pagoda, the giant hand was stiff for an instant, but couldn't capture the information from the outside at all, so he had to make a low voice:
"Which little demon are you? Where's this uncle's Heaven Breaking Army? Is it impossible to die?!"
The giant claws slammed the ground, and grabbed a ray of firelight thunder dragon, its voice suddenly became irritable, and the tyrannical aura rose to the sky:
"Kong Lao Er, where is my Heaven Breaking Army?!"
Hum~
The Buddha's light burst out and collided with the tyrannical demon aura. The constant collision on this white jade square made waves of shocking sounds.
But no matter how tyrannical the evil spirit was, the collision here didn't even spill to the outside world.
Finally, with an unwilling neigh under the pagoda, the giant claw stopped struggling.
"You lied to me, second child, you lied to me! You lied to me!"
There was a deep but even more unwilling neighing sound from the stupa, which seemed to be a huge shock to the soul:
"Boy, no matter who you are, whether you are a monster or a human race, promise this uncle one thing, I will tell you that this uncle holds the curse of the Seven Killing Gods and Demons that is rampant in the world!"
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