This palm looks like a breeze blowing on the willows and a spring breeze blowing on the face, without any threat.

But the person who was shrouded in the palm wind only felt his mind shook, and he was frozen in place like a puppet, his face full of confusion and confusion.

"The Tathagata's magic palm, the Buddha moves the mountains and rivers."

Zuo Chongming's pupils shrank slightly: "I finally know why that unique skill is called the Tathagata's magic palm, it turns out that it was learned from this move."

"The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and turning back is the shore."

The Demon Buddha and Tathagata laughed wildly, his eyes were red and bloody, and the black lotus between his eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a black light shot out into the sky.

"All sentient beings are suffering and will be reborn in the Pure Land."

The Demon Buddha and Tathagata formed seals with both hands, and faced the direction of the black light, and blinked in the blink of an eye and made a hundred thousand seals: "The Lingshan appears, and the Pure Land appears."

Click!!!

In full view of everyone, the sky suddenly cracked.

As the space debris peeled off, a terrifying blood-colored vortex appeared.

A strong smell of blood came to my face and instantly drowned the entire battlefield.

People who are in it can clearly feel the violent hearts and the destruction of emotions are invisible signs of losing control.

Ding, ding~!!

As the bells rang, the sound of Buddha was surging.

The noisy howls of ghosts, curses and screams resounded in my ears, constantly stimulating the minds of those present.

The blood-colored vortex gradually became transparent, and then it revealed a scene of corpses forming mountains, flesh and blood forming rivers, heads stacked on towers, and corpses forming roads.

Crack, Crack...

I saw a shriveled, boneless corpse slowly climbing up, picked up a head and pressed it on its neck.

He chanted the strange Buddha's name and staggered towards the vortex, holding more than a hundred rosary beads strung out by skulls in his hand...

It was even more enchanting and charming, and a breathtaking chuckling sounded.

I saw a barefoot woman wearing a blood-colored gauze skirt, fragrant shoulders and slender waist, pinching willow branches between her fingers and floating out.

One, two...

When they pass through the vortex and descend into the world, everyone can clearly feel the indescribable sense of oppression coming from them.

The fragrance blows on the face, the bloody nose is choking.

Zuo Chongming felt a flash in front of him, and the barefoot woman appeared in front of him without any warning, looking at him with a smile.

"Little Langjun, can you return the bottle to me?"

The woman opened her red lips lightly, spoke softly and coquettishly. When she opened her mouth, she exposed two rows of incomplete teeth, and thick blood flowed along the corners of her lips.

Zuo Chongming could clearly see a transparent hole through her half-open mouth, which directly penetrated the hole in the back of her head...

Looking at each other.

Zuo Chongming stared at her empty, bloody left eye, and asked without changing his face: "Can the beauty tell her name?"

"Uh, hehe..."

The woman was stunned at first, and then she let out a pleasant chuckling.
Chapter completed!