Lord, I am such a good person.

Just when Da Tou was proudly showing off the dance moves that were very familiar to Shi Ran, the attack from Han Xi and the Happy Corpse had already arrived.

Standing in the sky above the City of Death, Relief's whole body trembled, and the bones in his body creaked, as if he was carrying an extremely heavy mountain on his shoulders.

Half of the body is extremely cold and extremely hot, as if we are in a world of ice and fire.

The other half is the intertwining of desire and passion, as if falling into the abyss of insatiable desire.

The alarm bells in his heart were ringing crazily, and the raging hurricane was blowing waves of flesh flying from his face.

"Amitabha~"

At this moment, Relief lowered his eyebrows and recited the Buddha's name, but when he raised his head again, his face was full of madness.

"Haha, good time!"

When he laughs, he shows his unruliness, and when he puts his palms together, he is even more arrogant.

"boom"

Stomping his right foot heavily,

The next moment, the mud swamp below Shiran boiled instantly, and then began to surge rapidly,

A few feet, ten feet, a hundred feet,

The speed was extremely fast, and in just a blink of an eye, it turned into a black mud wall a hundred feet high in front of Shen Ran.

"Oh, what a small trick~"

"But my dear, you'd better give up, it's useless."

Amidst Han Xi's disdainful sneer and the kind-hearted consolation of the happy corpse, half of the mud wall was frozen in an instant, and then became dry and cracked, while the other half melted quietly A big hole.

Looking at this situation, it seems that this continuously healing mud wall alone cannot stop the two incoming attacks.

"[City of Wasted Death]·[Gate of Hell]"

But just as the sky-reaching fire pillar and Yin Yang Yuan Qi penetrated the wall extremely domineeringly, a voice of relief could be heard immediately,

The next moment, I saw that the hundred-foot-high mud wall quickly turned into a tall and terrifying city wall.

There is a huge blood-colored iron gate in the middle of the city wall, with green lanterns hanging on the two corners. The top of the iron gate is connected to the high wall, and the bottom is attached to the swamp.

It was pitch black all around, and from a distance it looked like an evil ghost from the depths of hell with its mouth wide open.

"Woo~"

There seems to be a howling wind, but if you listen carefully, it sounds like thousands of ghosts are wailing together.

Looking along the place where the sound came from, I saw countless ferocious and roaring evil ghost faces appearing on the bricks and tiles of the city wall.

It turned out that the blood flowing on the iron door was actually composed of countless pairs of bloody fingerprints layered on top of each other.

A large sign made of pale corpses hangs on the iron gate.

There are seven characters in the letter: "Youdu died in vain at the gate of hell".

"Creak~wow~"

With a sound similar to the friction between a chain and an iron door,

I saw the blood-colored iron door slowly opening, as if the evil ghost opened its mouth and swallowed the two attacks wholeheartedly.

"Hiccup~"

As if he had burped, the tall city wall shook slightly and then became quiet again.

"What kind of magical power is this? How can it take the slave's attack so lightly?"

Realizing that his yin and yang Yuan Qi had been cut off in an extremely domineering manner, countless eyes were squeezed out of the surging body of the Joyful Corpse, and he looked at the city wall surrounded by mist in the distance with a look of surprise.

"Ghost Gate? No, how is that possible? Sheng Ran is only a third-level monk, and he is not a ghost. How can he summon Ghost Gate out of thin air?"

Han Xi's face was full of disbelief. The tall city wall and the bloody iron gate in his sight looked different from those ghost gates built by ghost countries.

But the trace of aura mixed in it is extremely pure, even purer to a certain extent than those ghost gates created by the ghost country.

"Hiss~"

"Is it possible that the monk found an ownerless ghost gate in that place? This, this is really good luck, Datou is really envious."

Outside the ghost town,

Datou almost bit off his tongue when he saw the tall city wall appearing. His eyes were full of longing when he looked at the iron gate.

"Give this to Da Tou. Da Tou can use it as the foundation for establishing oneself and the treasure of enlightenment."

Just when Han Xi, Huan Xi Zhi, and Da Tou were shocked by the city wall in front of them, they heard the sound of relief coming from the city wall again,

"[Amitabha Three Phases]·[Glass Body]"

The next moment, a brilliant golden Buddha figure appeared on Shiran's right back, with a solemn and sacred look on his face, holding an object with three fingers. If you look carefully, it seems that there is a shining embroidered gold needle floating quietly on the fingertips;

"[Three Phases of Amitabha]·[Green Lotus Body]"

Then another green Buddha figure slowly appeared on the left side of the back, with a compassionate face, holding a lotus vase, and standing like water.

"[Three Phases of Amitabha]·[Tathagata Body]"

Central Jiran's face was calm at the moment, his eyebrows were like fire, and the red mole between his eyebrows shone brightly. There seemed to be a bloody cicada flapping its wings and screaming in the middle of the monk's robe.

"Step~"

take a step forward,

The next moment, I saw the relieved figure suddenly disappearing over the city of Fusui.

One step appeared outside the gate of hell,

Liuli pinched her fingers with her hands and headed straight towards the corpse of Huanxi.

The lotus body holds the cyan bottle in its arms, flying towards Han Xi in a fluttering manner,

The central figure stood quietly in relief, his expression neither happy nor sad.

"What a stinky monk who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, and he actually wants to use his mere incarnation to deal with us?"

"Keren'er, although the slave family is very fond of you, but your brain seems really useless, Keren'er."

Seeing Shiran's body standing far away in the air, while the other two incarnations were heading towards him and Huanxi Corpse respectively, Han Xi couldn't help but laugh angrily, and raised his hand to slap the lotus body.

The ghost energy in his body soared into the sky, and suddenly turned into dark clouds that were so thick that they could not be dispersed, rolling in, covering the sky and the sun.

The lotus body held the vase, facing the falling giant palm, it just shook the vase, and then saw a ray of Buddha light suddenly released from the mouth of the vase,

"Huh? The ability to hold one's body? (ps: introduced in Chapter 34)"

But the next moment, the Buddha's light that fixed the giant palm exploded into pieces.

But at this time, the lotus body had disappeared, leaving only the slowly rotating lotus vase.

………

Huanxi Corpse Mingyu seemed to be angry too, as countless ferocious and roaring meat worms flew out of the eyeballs that were born.

The mouth is full of fangs, and the saliva is flowing,

While neighing, he headed towards the golden Buddha figure crazily, as if he wanted to eat the incarnation alive.

Seeing these flesh worms about to submerge the glass body,

The next moment, the glazed figure suddenly lifted up the embroidery needle in his hand, and then the figure slowly melted, wrapping the embroidery needle like a layer of golden paste.

"Buzz buzz~"

The embroidery needle trembled crazily and suddenly turned into countless golden lights that spread out, immediately submerging the countless flesh-eyed insects and the happy corpses below.

"There is little hope for the Third Realm against the Fourth Realm, but now the monk still uses his incarnation to fight against the enemy. To be honest, is it too much?"

In the distance, Datou stared blankly at the scene he wrote with a look of disbelief on his face.