God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 1178 Gong Wuxie, give me some time

Without spiritual power, it is extremely difficult to find the weakness of the whirlpool.

The robe on her body was fluttered by the strong wind, and Xia Zishang's bright eyes glowed with brilliance, and her gaze was firm and unshakable.

"Gong Wuxie, give me some time." You have to put your heart and soul into it, Xia Zishang needs plenty of time!

"Okay." Without doubting what Xia Zishang said, Gong Wuxie just nodded lightly, and immediately the figure turned into an afterimage and went straight to the whirlpool.

The sharp long sword in his hand continuously danced in the air afterimages, Gong Wuxie exerted so much force that he could almost tear everything in front of him.

And here, Xia Zishang took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

Quietly feeling the circulation of the air around her, Xia Zishang heard a heart-piercing roar coming from her ears. The shrill screams shook people's hearts, enough to make a restless person faint.

He obviously had his eyes closed, but everything in front of him suddenly became clear.

Not really seeing it, but Xia Zishang relied entirely on her own feelings.

The circulation of the surrounding air, the sound of the wind, the roar, and the chanting of Master Mie Ji all fell into her ears.

The aura circulating in each person's body spread like aftermath, causing Xia Zishang to raise his fingertips.

With a shining silver needle at the tip of her finger, Xia Zishang gathered her internal strength and flicked it.

Whoosh!

The silver needle drew an afterimage in the air, and submerged into the vortex of resentful ghosts.

Seeing the opportunity, Gong Wuxie slapped the hilt of the sword with a condensed internal force, and then urged it hard!
A sharp sword glow suddenly appeared on the long sword, following the direction where the silver needle went, it penetrated the core of the whirlpool of resentful ghosts!
boom--!
Immediately, the vortex collapsed, and the grieving ghosts in it screamed and twisted their bodies. They all looked like they would rather die than die, and they were almost driven mad by torture. Finally, with the curling green smoke, they disappeared completely into the air. middle.

"Ahhh!" Yuan Kong covered his right eye in pain, a large amount of blood seeped out from Yuan Kong's fingers continuously, as if he didn't want money.

Just now, he was using this eye to control the grieving ghost. At this moment, the grieving ghost was crushed and dissipated, which dealt him a nearly fatal blow!

The only remaining eye was about to burst into flames, and Yuan Kong said fiercely, "I can win, and only I can win. I am the master of this world, and none of you deserve it!!"

Xia Zishang glanced at Yuankong indifferently, her mocking eyes seemed to be looking at an unsightly poor thing.

It's really sad that things are still stubborn.

The moment this thought arose in his heart, Xia Zishang only felt a burst of warm Buddha light blowing into his face in the spring breeze, completely clearing away the coldness and coldness in the air.

Silence, silent silence spread in the air quietly, as if the world was at rest, only the air around Master Mieji was circulating and fluctuating.

The sacred golden light spread in the air like ripples, and two rays of light shot out from the bright eyes of Master Mie Ji, and they went straight into the sky.

Seeing that the time had come, Xia Zishang, together with Gong Wuxie, stood beside Master Mieji, holding Bodhi Buddha beads.

Immediately, the Buddha's light turned into a beam of light and shot straight into the sky, and a faint Buddha's shadow appeared behind the three of them.

Although it was just a vague shadow, it still revealed boundless holiness.

"At one time, the Buddha lived in Rajagha City, Qijabori Mountain, and there were 2000 great monks, all of whom were arhats. All the leaks were exhausted, and there were no worries.

(End of this chapter)