Nightfall Chapter 136: The devil and ghost at the bottom of the river

There are tens of thousands of desperate skeletons and chuckling skeletons in the dim river. Anyone who sees this scene will feel terrified, but Ning Que's expression has not changed.

The river water around the sunken ship gradually cleared, and Haotian Divine Hui came out of his eyes, illuminating the surrounding area. The thousands of skeletons floating in the river water looked a little sluggish when looking at the light.

These skeletons have not seen the light for countless tens of thousands of years, feel very strange, but very yearning, and then deep in their consciousness, they have endless fear.

The bone hands around the shipwreck suddenly peeled off, like a weathered stone, washed away by the water, and the bone fingers remaining on the ship wall instantly turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

The skeletons finally woke up, screaming and fleeing into the surrounding dark river. Some skeletons covered their ears and didn’t want to hear the voices of their companions. Some skeletons held their heads. They seemed to feel safer. Some, but whether it is the world of Haotian or the world of Buddha, who can run faster than light?

Ning Que stood on the sunken ship, looking around, Haotian Divine Hui shining brightly at the bottom of the filthy and dark river, countless skeletons were purified by the screams and turned into black smoke.

The black smoke did not dissipate, but poured towards the sunken ship. In a short period of time, it flooded the river blacker, as if it were real, and surrounded him tightly.

Ning Que's iron knife slashed forward, but failed to cut through the black smoke. The feeling returned from the blade's blade was very weird, a bit slippery, and extremely thick, as if it were some kind of leather, but also like internal organs.

Along with this weird feeling passed back to his body from the blade, there was also a very wild and strong desire. The desire was very pure and there was nothing but greedy desire.

Ning Que's chest was slightly nauseous, remembering the greedy look in the eyes of the tens of thousands of skulls that he had seen before, and he was a little vigilant, turning up his mind to force this desire out of the body.

Thinking is also desire. When that desire meets his strong thought power, it is like fire meets oil, and it suddenly increases countless times. Burning raging, invaded into his consciousness.

Ning Que's heart was instantly paralyzed, and his face was pale. He didn't understand what was going on, even if he couldn't force this desire, why this happened.

"These black smoke are demons." Sangsang said in his heart.

Ning Que is still puzzled. Why are these demons invisible and infinite.

"The demon of the Buddhist school is the demon of the heart...the poison of greed, hatred and delusion. It is also a genus, but it is more pure, in the heart but not in the body, I am in your heart. Your heart is poisoned."

Sangsang said: "The heart demon rushes into the body, naturally poisonous."

The desire from the black smoke gradually deepened, Ning Que's heartbeat became chaotic, and the three poisons of greed, anger, and delusion brought by Sangsang finally broke out.

Puff, Ning Que is extremely painful. He vomited blood into the black smoke in front of him.

I only heard the sizzling sound, the black smoke was burned by the invisible flame, wringing like black clouds in the wind, it seemed extremely painful, and painful thoughts faintly came from the depths.

Sangsang was helping him at this time, his body was full of Haotian divine glory, and the same was true in his blood, full of holy and radiant power, after the blood entered the black smoke. Nature begins to purify.

Ning Que understood what to do, raised an iron knife and cut it hard in the palm of his palm. His awe-inspiring was almost reached, and his body was as hard as a rock, but this was his own intention. His own iron knife, the blade is cold and ruthless, still cut a blade in his palm, and blood gradually seeps out. Painted with a dark iron knife.

He lifted his head, holding the handle of the knife in his left hand, and piercing the thick black smoke forward. The feeling from the blade was still so tough and sticky, but as the blood on the blade was soaked into the black smoke, the feeling gradually faded, and the blade gradually deepened until it entered the black smoke.

Ning Que was agitated, and his right hand hit the handle of the knife like a hammer. The two powerful forces were superimposed back and forth, like a wave on a river. Only a puff was heard, and the iron knife was completely lost. In the black smoke.

Countless Haotian Shenhui spewed from the iron knife, black smoke struggled constantly, as if the internal organs were squirming, looking a little disgusting and a little scary.

There was a strong burnt smell in the black smoke, and the light came from the blade, and then spread around at a speed visible to the naked eye, illuminating the bottom of the river, and also illuminating the true face of the inner demon.

The heart demon is a virtual thing, invisible and invisible, just black smoke, but in the black smoke hanging down the river bottom like a curtain, there are countless souls, countless desires, and Ning Que even saw his face in it.

He knows very well that if he continues to hold on to the heart demon like this, he will eventually enter into a conscious battle. If it were before, he would naturally not be afraid, but now Sangsang is in his heart, and he is also infected with greed, hatred and delusion. Poison, categorically refused to let the heart demon enter his body, that would be too dangerous.

Haotian Shenhui continued to burn, as if endless, the iron knife inserted in the black smoke became looser, Ning Que stood at the bow of the sunken ship, poured awe-inspiring energy into his arms, and dragged hard!

I heard a loud bang--not the sound of water, this is the bottom of the river, not the surface of the river, no matter how big the wave is, it will not make such a sound--it is the sound of black smoke being cut, thousands of complaints The little ghost, and the sticky thing that more than ten desires turned into, poured out from the hole cut by the iron knife.

Ning Que didn't see this disgusting and strange scene. He lowered his head and continued to move his wrists. The iron sword kept walking in the black smoke, cutting the black smoke into countless fragments in an instant.

The black curtain shattered, and the heart demon body was destroyed, like a fish missing, and countless grieving ghosts and desires turned into a sticky substance, like water gushing from the hole of the fish, pouring toward the sunken ship .

Those cravings turned into sticky objects, unable to travel far after losing the demon body, slowly sinking to the bottom of the river, while the grieving little ghosts have no weight, and they lightly follow the current to the sunken ship.

Countless resentful souls avoided the burning iron knives, climbed onto Ning Que’s clothes, and began to burrow into his body desperately, and they kept making happy screams, faint and very small, like mosquitoes. Flies.

There are still many resentful little ghosts who fell on the sunken ship and crawled towards Sangsang’s divine body. They felt that this body was more beautiful and powerful, and called more cheerfully, but when these resentful little ghosts really climbed After the sang body, the scream quickly turned into a scream of horror, and was purified into nothingness the next moment.

Ning Que’s eyes are like stars. He can see these pictures clearly, and the feeling comes from his skin more clearly. He can feel the extreme chill brought by countless evil spirits, as well as those extremely resentful hostility and unwillingness. It's very similar to the quiet pavilion that I felt on the cliff of Momoyama.

With Sangsang's help, his current body has infinite radiance, but it can't be like Sangsang's divine body. Only relying on innate power, they can purify these resentful little ghosts.

According to the truth, he should have forced out the Haotian Divine Radiance in his body at this time, and directly burned these resentful little ghosts, but he thought that Sangsang was already poisoned. The battle after seeing the Buddha is the top priority. He wanted to save more, so he did nothing, letting countless grievances climb onto his body.

In a short period of time, the shipwreck was occupied by countless ghosts. The middle section of the ship where Sangsang's body is located is very clean, and the bow is much lively and terrifying. Thousands of resentful little ghosts have squeezed into a huge black ball there, like a school of fish in the sea. Ning Que was at the deepest point.

His gaze penetrated the ghost in front of him, and he saw a little ghost digging into his shoes desperately, raising his knees and then falling, stomping the little ghost into several soul threads.

Following his movements, the grieving ghosts attached to the surface of his body fluttered like waterweeds, but none of them fell. Those ghosts greedily tore his clothes, gnawed his skin, and directed them into his body. Passed countless bitter hatreds. Want to get in and eat his flesh and soul.

For a practitioner, this situation is terrible, but Ning Que is very calm. He has experienced this feeling or pain, and he knows that as long as his mind is steady. There will be no danger.

Walking between life and death since childhood, suffering from the suffering of the world, and then entering the academy to practice peerless law, facing the wall in the hanging temple. In the chessboard world, he has practiced Buddha for countless years. How many people can surpass him in the world?

Ning Que did not move, the resentful little ghost in the river kept leaping towards the sunken ship, and the soul group grew bigger and bigger, even about to touch the surface of the water, he closed his eyes in the soul group, waiting for that moment to come.

After a while, most of the ghosts in the river came to the shipwreck, surrounded him, and kept screaming and humming triumphantly. Sometimes a few ghosts floated outside, appearing Very anxious.

"Little ghosts, don't be too naughty." Ning Que thought.

As his mind turned slightly, a very bright red appeared at the bottom of the dim river, accompanied by a very violent roar, the red sparrow flew away from the iron knife, flying around his body at high speed.

Where the Suzaku's wings passed, the river water evaporated into bubbles, and the fire spurted wildly. The ghosts surrounded by Ning Que, no matter where there was time to escape, they turned into blue smoke in their wailing!

In an instant, the bow of the ship became extremely clear, and Ning Que's body was surrounded by clear water. Where can I find the evil spirits, and where are the cold and spiteful thoughts?

There were more than a dozen resentful little ghosts who did not squeeze into the boat. They were a bit unwilling, but they did not expect such a dramatic change in the situation. They desperately fled into the darkness of the river, screaming in horror.

Where can the Suzaku let these filthy things escape? With a scream, flutter and fly again, chasing the resentful little ghosts, and the fire wing lightly swept them, and the resentful little ghosts turned into blue smoke.

However, just as the Suzaku was triumphant and was about to fly back to the sunken ship, a white shadow suddenly appeared in the dark river water, protruding out like lightning, and bound the Suzaku!

Suzaku screamed in anger, vibrating its wings and struggling, but it didn't make any difference!

Looking at this scene, Ning Que looked slightly cold.

He knows very well that as the killing talisman of the Shocking God Formation, Suzaku's strength is close to a full blow at the pinnacle of his life, and that white shadow can suppress it so easily, so it must have strength above the five realms!

What is that white shadow? Ning Que felt a little familiar, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a bone whip, but it was countless times thicker than the bone whip that he had encountered on the river before.

At this moment, the bone whip moved slowly out of the dark river.

Suzaku was bound by bones, unable to escape, very miserable.

Ning Que looked at the white bone whip gradually moving out of the black water, his expression became more and more solemn, and when he saw the huge figure behind the white bone whip, he was shocked and unable to speak.

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(The chapter name yesterday is not very useful, so this chapter is not useful, just use the new chapter name, the next chapter, try to write it out before 12:30.)