Although the Changmei Venerable and the others were talking endlessly, Chan Jing did not take any special attention to participating, but instead paid attention to the actions of the ghosts.

The long-browed Venerable was surprised that the actions of the ghosts in this small world of Huangquan were no different from those before. What is there to be something worthy of the special attention of the leader’s abbot?

Just as he was confused and the ghosts were pressing over, there was finally movement in the human formation.

I saw that several large flags were extended from the high platform according to the usual practice. Under the command of the Abbot of Chanjing, these large flags flew and changed, and several flag words were produced.

Cooperating with this flag verb, waves of spells with great power from a distance roared out in the human formation, attacking the densely packed square formations of the ghosts like a scrubbing ground.

All of these are normal operations of both parties during this period, and everyone seems to be familiar with it.

The ghosts in the small world of Huangquan also particularly increased the density of tree monsters. When waves of powerful magic attacks rushed over, the ghosts seemed to be practicing with the human formation and immediately hid under the tree monster.

At this time, the tree monsters will squeak tighten their crowns and block a wave of spiritual power attacks from humans. Only then will these ghosts from the small world of Huangquan continue to press on slowly.

This is also the least flawed way to figure out after humans fought with the ghosts in the Yellow Springs World for so long and both sides had their own plans.

But in fact, the more simple and unpretentious the attack, it will test the strength of both sides and torture everyone's nerves.

What's different from the other time this time is that humans do not, as usual, wait until the opponent's ghosts completely rushed to the front of the formation before they fought back.

Because humans can use this before, they can borrow the power of the large array to the maximum extent. And once the battle is unfavorable, it is easier to retreat to the large array.

I saw that under the gentle tweak of Songhezi, the flag verbs on the formation changed. After a buzzing sound, thousands of puppets of various colors shining with golden and silver light rushed out with all kinds of spiritual weapons and magic weapons just halfway through the ghosts.

Several old ghosts hiding at the back saw this scene and said coldly: "It is rare for humans to change their playing style today. We seem to have to play with them."

After saying that, he said to the old green-skinned ghost: "Mr. Li Zhijun, this battle will depend on your Iron Tribe!"

The old green-skinned ghost smiled cruelly and said, "Don't worry, everyone, let's see my black iron army breaking their puppet formation!"

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, hundreds of thousands of dark ghosts emerged from the blood pool. They also rushed towards the puppets rushing out of the formation like a flood.

Just as the green-skinned old ghost rushed out, there were countless hot lava like magma in the sky, like a gurgling pool of sticky pools. Countless drops of water with hot magma, like falling fire rain, sprinkled towards the army of ghosts under the formation.

"Hmph, leave this matter to me!"

The yellow-haired old ghost stared at the fire rain in the sky and flew out suddenly. With a wave of his sleeves, wind blades were rolled out, and he hit the fire rain that had not yet been completely formed in the sky.

In this way, Chan Jing, who was standing on the high platform, saw the old ghosts pressing behind the ghost formation one by one, and finally made up his mind to take out something from his sleeve, and his spiritual power surged out, throwing it under the formation.

The monk standing on the high platform did not understand what pills this Zen Jing Abbot was holding in the gourd, and his fighting style today was completely different from usual.

When he saw that he threw out something like a god, everyone could see clearly that it looked like a statue of Garula, but it seemed a little different.

When everyone was still looking closely, they saw that this thing ignored the restriction of the formation and directly crawled into the formation with a "puff" sound.

"This is?"

Except for a few two people who were informed, most of the unknown people were surprised by this thing. You must know that if you can completely ignore the things of the Ten Directions Immortal Formation in the Heavenly Ten Directions, I am afraid that there will be no more people in the entire human world.

All of these things are extremely powerful, or are much higher than the level of this formation. But this thing is obviously not the few that are counted in the world, which makes everyone wonder:

"Is it possible that Leiyin Temple still hides some secrets?

Just when everyone was surprised, they saw that Abbot Chan Jing could no longer speak out, but immediately sat cross-legged, and stimulated all his spiritual power, obviously trying his best to control the statue.

And on Xuanbei's side, just as Chan Jing sat down, he opened his eyes and sent a voice to the many temples lying ambushed below: "It's time to put on the talisman!"

After saying that, he took the lead and took out the Taoist talisman, chanted the mantra silently, and pasted it on himself.

Suddenly, the monks felt that Xuanbei was still there, but it seemed like there was nothing there. The void was empty.

No one in the monks, including Qian Yunsheng, dared to make fun of their lives, so they all immediately put the Taoist talisman on their bodies without hesitation.

After seeing that everyone had posted it, Xuanbei no longer hesitated and removed the Buddha's light tent and said anxiously: "Do it quickly!"

In fact, even without the mysterious grief reminder, including Qian Yunsheng, the monks had already combined together according to the already designated directions.

All the monks took action together, and the monks recited:

"I use the profound Prajna to observe the three realms. The fundamental nature is ultimately nirvana, and it is nothing. It is a matter of destruction. It is called the beginning of life and death, and the Dharma image is like this."

Just as the monks were chanting, not only here, but five kinds of inspirations surged from the other four directions around the blood pool.

At this time, the strange phenomenon finally could not even cover the Taoist truth and was exposed.

When the spiritual energy near the blood pool rushed out from the ground, the old ghosts discovered that humans had ambushed such a backhand. For a moment, they felt like they could not get back to rescue.

Just as the old ghosts were surprised, they saw a statue of the god Garula suddenly popping up from the bottom of the blood pool.

This statue seemed to completely ignore the various restrictions of the entire blood pool, and the expression of the entire dark statue was like a angrily Wei Tuo.

I saw that its phantom, which seemed not solid, first penetrated into the blood pool from the ground, and immediately stretched out countless tentacles like Thousand-Handed Guanyin, spreading towards the blood pool.

And as this statue of God Garuda spreads bigger and bigger in the blood pool, there is a situation where the shadow is about to transform into the entity.

"No, this is the human race that wants to cut off our retreat!"

The black-armored man reacted first, and took a stern pill without hesitation before he threw the enemy in front of him and immediately returned to help. The old ghosts also woke up and rushed towards the blood pool together.

"Ommani Pame Hum!"

Just as the old geniuses woke up, as the abbot of Zen and Jing recited the mantra, the five inspirations surrounding the blood pool also trembled suddenly and soared into the sky.

I saw a sound like a Buddhist Taoist mantra exploded from the blood pool, as if the Buddha was visiting him in person. Except for many old ghosts, all the ghosts and monsters were lying down.

As the Buddhist mantra emerged, the five inspirations that soared into the sky faintly emerged from the five "卍" characters, like lotus petals. At this time, they were also entangled and knotted above the blood pool, and they were directly joined together.

And as these five petals of various colors clasped together, they were like glass covers. The bright light shone brightly in the sky, and all the old ghosts were blocked outside the blood pool.
Chapter completed!