I founded Tantric Buddhism in London

Advisor Mingming's face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, and Advisor Mingming's footsteps were silent.

But the logistics officers of the Anti-Suppression Bureau present could sense that these extremely dangerous guys seemed to be laughing secretly, and a certain sarcastic atmosphere was directly transmitted to their brains in a way that transcended the five senses.

The black-robed consultants moved forward very slowly, but every time they stepped on the round mirror in their arms, it would tremble slightly, as if the monster in the mirror was slowly waking up, opening its sleepy eyelids while half asleep.

The deep and difficult mantras and Sanskrit sounds sounded in unison, and the melody was solemn and solemn, just like a church choir singing psalms of the Old Testament law on Sunday.

It's just that the actual poem is obscure and difficult to understand, and the tone is extremely smooth and devoid of passion. On the contrary, it has no sacred meaning, and is more of a paranoid calm that makes people feel frightened.

It doesn't seem like a pilgrimage or worship at all, but more like a judge of the Supreme Court is issuing an unquestionable judgment - I declare that the person in front of me is an irredeemable villain and deserves to be purified by thousands of rays of light! ! !

The logistics operators who were prepared in advance have all put on special earplugs to prevent themselves from accidentally hearing these obscure words and gaining an insight into the appearance of the Supreme House... It seems that they must swallow enough excitement tonight. Take the medicine to keep yourself energetic and unable to fall asleep, otherwise you will definitely fall into that terrible group dream!

The ruthless poem awakens the pupil in the mirror, and the absolutely merciless glow radiates from the clear mirror, shining on the gray and cracked wall of Cross Road Hospital.

As soon as the fluorescent green roots drilled out from the bottom of the abyss were illuminated by this terrifying light, they were so frightened that they wanted to shrink back into the darkness within the wall.

But before the frightened roots could squirm back into the wall, the glow in the mirror had ruthlessly deprived the roots of the weak wisdom.

It makes them confused and seems to have cut off contact with the main body. They just dance around and use all their strength to condense bright red flowers on the branches. The flowers fall and connect to the fruit, and the fruit contains the seeds of continuation.

Even if it is as strange as an emerald tree, its primitive instinct engraved deep in its annual rings hopes to continue to plant more seeds in its limited life - each root is actually a daughter of the emerald tree, and naturally inherits this. The instinct to perpetuate it for future generations.

It's just that the deformed withered fruit fell to the ground, but the seeds were unable to take root smoothly and absorb the nutrients of the earth - the natural rules of the waking world were rejecting the creations of the alien gods - although history was agreed upon by Si Chen, the ruling Si Chen naturally did not All standards will be treated fairly.

And these selfish and narrow-minded roots tried their best to steal the power of the subject to give birth to their own offspring, and the overall power of the Emerald Tree was thus invisibly weakened - the remaining believers had been almost completely devoured, and there were no more followers within the sect. Flesh and life without sweet fragrance.

The extermination soldiers in the hospital had the most direct impression. They clearly noticed that the evil roots twisting in the darkness in front of them seemed to have become weak and weak in an instant. The strength wrapped around the arm armor and greaves suddenly weakened a lot, and no longer existed. Unable to restrain their movements, they broke into several pieces of burnt black wood under the slashes of Wu Gang's sword.

The consultants of the Anti-Suppression Bureau have not even entered the battlefield of the hospital. The unkind light emitted by the seven mirrors of confusion has directly affected the situation of the battle!

Winfreth and Jade Tree tried their best to reverse the situation, but the bone-white projectile that shattered like powder was still greedily carrying out destruction!

The icy-cold fury spreads and flows within the emerald tree, roaring and vowing to burn everything in sight to ashes. When everything is burned, it will go to the banquet of revenge with the hateful and painful girl.

This vengeful rage is endless and will continue forever... perhaps it will not stop until there is nothing left to burn.

This anger and pain cannot be called hot and intense, even if it has spread in the hearts of Winfres and the Emerald Tree, it is as stubborn and difficult to heal as a malignant sore growing close to the bones.

But the damage is limited after all, and it is impossible to destroy the huge emerald tree with just such a blow... As long as there is a steady stream of life force swallowed into the tree, the growth trend can even offset the destruction of hatred.

However, the lives of believers in the religion have dried up, and Winfres and the Emerald Tree, who are thirsty for the cup of rebirth, are already water without a source.

Their power cannot be effectively replenished and is being consumed every moment. The abnormally growing branches are its desperate struggle - we must try our best to extend and spread, swallowing up all the fresh life force within the coverage area. In the belly, this relieves the hunger and thirst of the cup, and extinguishes the flames of resentment!

At this moment, the roots of the emerald are not only extending inside and outside the hospital, they are also extending rapidly in the dark underground. Those tiny ants, those mice drilling holes, those hibernating coiled snakes... all of them are suddenly intruded upon. The roots penetrated and turned into dry corpses.

But this is not enough. The vitality of these lower creatures is too weak, far less than that of adult humans, let alone an active person.

But even at this time, they are in such a situation of internal and external troubles, Winfrey and the Emerald Tree still insist on not using the power of the fruit in the tree that contains the full power of the heart... As long as the fruit can be completely condensed, I can also use people The body carried this fruit of infinite vitality and fled overseas, and landed again in a backward and barbaric country.

Forgive me that this land without order and legal principles will surely make my new body thrive! ! !

Until this moment, their two intertwined consciousnesses did not realize that their greed had affected their rational judgment.

The mirror glow of the consultant of the Anti-Suppression Bureau has obviously penetrated the wall and reflected into their hearts, interfering with their thinking and rationality.

And in the underground headquarters where only the extermination sergeants were huddled in the narrow tunnel and fighting desperately against the oncoming roots, the nineteen disappearing wild heartbeats also began to step out of unpredictable shadows, forming mottled The crazy cocoon-shaped magic circle surrounds the main body of the emerald tree in the circle.

The deformed insect head vibrates wildly like cicadas struggling and hissing in the mud, and the chorus is a silent buzz that shakes the soul, as if to hatch the innate chaotic moth phase of this ring-clothed creature.

Winfrey and Jade Tree saw seven more mysterious people wrapped in dark hooded gowns suddenly walking out of the Anti-Suppression Bureau team. The round mirrors held in the arms of these seven people radiated light that was both cold and hot, reflecting on the hospital. The wall seemed to penetrate directly into their consciousness, causing their thinking activities to slow down like cold condensation and frost, and their strong reason to melt like wax when exposed to heat.

The emerald roots under his feet suddenly exerted force to lift the middle-aged man's body up, directly over the lightning crack above his head, until he was suspended in the dark night sky.

Seven unkind rays of light immediately followed the body with twitching muscles and green eyes. The sacred rays of light would never let go of any convicted evildoer!

Winfreth felt as if all his five senses were rapidly melting under the focus of this glow. His eyes and ears were blinded and deafened, and darkness and silence swept over him.

The muscles also seemed to be picked away piece by piece by the ruthless light, pulling out tendons like fishing lines. The strong light fell on his exposed jade bones like strong acid, corroding pores and holes, and the unkind light was able to penetrate into the bones. Walking through it wantonly, greedily chewing up the light inside this person's turbid skull.

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump—

The body with skin hanging down like rags suddenly erupted into violent tremors.

The broken and perforated heart beats hard, the bloody skin vibrates like a drumbeat, the sweet tongue trembles like a drum hammer, and the feet connected to the roots move wildly... He has dedicated himself to this scene.

Winfrey and the Emerald Tree have dedicated themselves to the inspiration of this world. They dance in pairs with thunder. They never stop, never stop, never stop!

Dark green tree-shaped lightning pierced the night sky, looking like a weird demon tree baring its teeth and claws.