The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus Chapter 1352: Black fog rises
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The bitter sea annihilates, the mountain shakes, and the huge ghost world shakes, like an earthquake.
The ghost world is not like a human. Since the birth, there has never been an earthquake.
The creatures in the ghost world were overwhelmed, and they looked at the earth uncracking unbelievably, and even a huge crack appeared.
The Stygian water set off a huge wave, the Naihe Bridge was submerged in an instant, and the river flooded the embankment, spreading aggressively everywhere.
The souls of the ghosts in the ghost world do n’t stay at home, and one after another rushed to death.
Despite being dangerous, Stygian has never been flooded, and no one knows why Stygian suddenly became angry.
The turmoil in the ghost world disturbed everyone's minds, and even those who proclaimed Buddhism for the Tibetan monarchs everywhere had to stop and escape.
In the capital city, the golden light radiated from the eyes of the King of Tibet, like two sharp arrows shot out, and exclaimed incredulously: "How is it possible?"
Oh!
He rose into the air, suspended in mid-air, with his eyes like a torch, one by one skimmed every inch of land in the capital city.
The cracks are like ugly scars, all over the city.
"How is this possible? Impossible!" His lips trembled and he kept talking to himself, it was hard to keep his calmness.
Li Xiaotian has always been with Dizang Wang, and naturally found this abnormal situation. Immediately, she also flew into the air.
She has already made a little progress in cultivating the Tibetan scriptures, and she can also fly in the air.
Although she does not agree with some of the views of the Dizang King, it does not prevent her from comprehending the Dizang Scriptures. There are many mysterious places in the Dzang Scriptures that are enough to benefit her.
The Li Xiaotian was deeply shocked by the terrified sight of Zaoji Zao, speaking to himself.
During this time, she already has a certain understanding of the King of Tibet. He seems to have only one emotion in his face. In the face of anything, she is insulted and solemn.
However, this scene has made her understand that the Tibetan King is not much different from other people. There are still various emotions, but they are covered up by her.
"What's wrong with this?"
She asked curiously.
The other ghost masters flying in the sky are also staring at the King of Earth, waiting for his answer.
The king of Dizang seems to be deaf, looking at the ground with so many holes, without saying a word.
Suddenly
A plume of black gas burst out of the crack.
Soon afterwards, the inexhaustible black air floated from each crack, and instantly, the capital city seemed to be enveloped by the black air, gradually forming a black mist, blocking its sight.
Li Xiaotian wrinkled his exquisite nose and felt a strange breath from these black mist.
"There seems to be something in this dark mist, but it is invisible and cannot be grasped." Li Xiaotian said thoughtfully.
Others nodded in sympathy.
But the king of Dizang said nothing, and no one can speculate on the specific situation.
The black mist envelopes the entire ghost world, converging from all directions to the capital city. Although the ghost world is vast, the speed at which these black mists converge is almost electro-optical flint and unpredictable.
The capital city stands on the banks of the Stygian River and is surrounded by the Stygian River. It is difficult for people in the ghost world to fly over the sky of the Stygian River.
However, in front of the Black Mist, Stygian River turned into a thin piece of paper, which was broken with a poke.
Under the eyes of all eyes, the dark fog swayed across the Stygian River and surrounded the capital city.
Covering the sky and covering the sun, there is no sun in the capital city, and all beings are frightened, looking around in shock.
Dark fog has drowned them. Being in the dark fog, many people are frightened, and they seem to be afraid that the dark fog will hurt them.
However, the black mist just passed by them and did not harm them.
“Ah”
Suddenly, an exclamation sounded in the crowd, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, attracting everyone's attention.
"You see where these black mists are flying!"
The exclamation came from the mouth of Li Xiaotian. She carefully discovered this extraordinary scene.
Others hearing this and one after another stared at each other, and actually found an incredible scene.
The black mist actually flew towards the king of the earth in the sky. How could the black mist under the earth fly towards him?
Everyone was fooled by this scene.
Li Xiaotian narrowed his eyes slightly, staring vigorously at the Black Mist, and stayed in it, as if he was the King of Tibet in the center of the storm.
The king of Dizang is so blue, the only seriousness before.
In the capital city, all creatures have been transformed and become the most devout believers of the Dizang king. Watching this scene, they one after another worried about the king of Dizang.
"Be careful!"
Someone was screamed and alarmed in shock, and whizzed towards the King of Tibet. The black mist got into his mouth and nose before he approached the King of Tibet. He froze suddenly and stopped in midair. in.
In a moment, the black mist drilled out of his mouth and nose again, and the man was wickedly roaring with a roar.
The voice is full of anger.
In addition, this sound seems to be magical, and it can also provoke the anger of others and change the color of the hearers.
The unreasonable anger in Li Xiaotian's heart is violent, both eyes is red, and his teeth are gnashing his teeth. It seems that he has seen his father's enemy.
But she immediately returned to her mind and recovered her consciousness, but her face changed greatly and she looked at the man inconceivably.
Why his voice has this magic.
She hasn't figured out the cause and effect, and banged, this person exploded into the sky, turning into a little bit of Yin Qi, drifting with the wind.
This scene deeply shocked Li Xiaotian and other ghosts.
They looked at each other, not only Li Xiaotian, but others were also affected by Fang Cai's roar.
"This black mist is dangerous."
They immediately realized this, and one after another stepped back.
Fortunately, these black mists are converging towards the King of Tibet, and they just pass by them. It seems that as long as they do not aim at the black mists, the black mists will not embarrass them.
"It seems that once approaching the King of the Earth, Black Mist will attack. What the **** is this Black Mist? It has such a great power." Li Xiaotian murmured in his heart.
"Could it be the ghosts who resisted the forces?" She moved in her heart, but she had to think carefully and had to deny the idea.
The resistance forces simply do not have such a great ability. The mountain just shook and the earthquake-like scenes affected the entire ghost world. The resistance forces absolutely have no such capability.
"Who would it be?"
Li Xiaotian is puzzled. Only with his eyes on Dizang Wang, he is almost hidden in the black mist, very vague and unclear.
Seeing the danger of black mist, after others retreat, they can look at the king of the ground in the dark mist, and one after another shows the color of decisiveness. To King Zizang, trying to help him.
The king of Dizang did n’t seem to see all of this. Black Mist seemed to block his sight, blinded his mind, and did n’t even care about these deaths.
These people were indeed killed, and the black mist was prepared as usual, and they got into their nose and mouth again, and they stiffened in midair.
With a loud noise, these people followed one after another and exploded into Yin Qi.
The sound of the explosion deeply shocked Li Xiaotian ’s heart. Her face sank like water, worrying: "Is the King of Tibet still not acting, can't he stop the black mist? That ghost world is dangerous."
"Roar"
Suddenly, a deafening roar came out of the black mist, like a strong shock wave, shaking the black mist, tearing a gap.
Oh!
Golden light emerged from the gap, radiant, and shrouded the capital city.
Everyone one after another exclaimed ecstatically: "King of Dizang."
This is indeed the Divine Ability of Dizang, and the familiar golden light contains powerful Buddha power.
There is no doubt that the King of Tibet is urging the Tibetan Scriptures to use Buddha power to resist this strange black mist.
Li Xiaotian looked at this scene intently, and really wanted to pull the king of the earth to ask what was clear about this black mist.
It's just that King Dizang doesn't have that leisurely answer to her now.
From that crack, people not only saw the golden light, but also saw the figure of the king of Zizang at the core of the black mist.
He already sat cross-legged, and a golden lotus stand appeared under him, spinning slowly.
The king of Dizang sits on the lotus platform, and also rotates along with it. His serious cheek flashes in front of his eyes, and then, again and again, so repeatedly.
Li Xiaotian sees the difference between Dizang and weekdays. On weekdays, he is strategic and confident.
But at this moment, there was a deep worry in his eyebrows.
He has no determination to win.
"Is he able to resist Black Mist's attack?" A question arises in Li Xiaotian's heart. Black Mist is different from other attacks, permeable and powerful, is King Dizang his opponent?
Until the end, no one knows the result.
Li Xiaotian looked at this scene and pondered for a while, thinking that the king of Tibet was not optimistic. If the king of Tibet was captured, would it be a blessing to the ghost world?
However, other people didn't have this worry at all. After seeing the figure of Dizang, their eyes and all their attention were completely attracted to Dizang.
In their minds, the king of Tibet is invincible and offensive, so he is not worried about the victory of king of Tibet.
These people seem to have been infected by the king of Dizang, and one after another sat down cross-legged, folded his hands, and moved the Dizang sutra.
The Dizang King did not cherish the broom. She passed some of the public content of the Dizang Scripture to the sentient beings in the ghost world.
It's just that when it comes to the core power of the Tripitaka, the Tripitaka is deliberately omitted.
But tens of thousands of people one after another meditated and recited the Tibetan scriptures, and a hint of golden light flew out of their mouths, interweaving into one by one Sanskrit in mid-air.
Although they cannot speak Sanskrit by themselves, they can do it perfectly by working together.
Golden Sanskrit flew towards the King of Earth, confronting Black Mist directly. Black Mist seemed to want to block this Sanskrit.
Every enemy, the confrontation between the two sides is fierce, part of Sanskrit is exhausted, and part of the black mist has disappeared.
Both sides have losses.
But part of the golden Sanskrit was still drilled through the cracks, came to the king of Dizang, and then merged into his endless cascade of golden light.
At the moment, the endless cassock golden masterpiece.