You are a cultivator of immortality, how dare you challenge my heavenly tribulation?

The Python family tunnel——

Fang Lei has reached the bottom.

What appeared in front of him was a long corridor, very long, extremely dark, and it was unknown where it led.

"Huhu——"

A breeze blew from the other end of the corridor, bringing an indescribable smell.

The smell mixed with blood, corruption, and stench poured straight into Fang Lei's nasal cavity.

"Even if I bury the entire Mang family, it won't be enough to fill up the smell of blood!" Fang Lei's tone became deeper, even implying a roar.

He narrowed his eyes, his face became serious, and he walked deeper into the corridor without looking back.

Golden armor appeared on his body, engraved with various gestures such as dragon soaring, dragon dancing, dragon circling, dragon raising his head, dragon kowtowing, dragon roaring, dragon roaring, dragon sleeping... etc. The whole body was shining with golden light, and the moment the armor appeared, , the surroundings suddenly became glittering with golden light, and the entire corridor became extremely translucent. It was with the help of the golden light that Fang Lei saw that the soil in the corridor was all black and red.

Fang Lei paused slightly, then turned his head back and continued walking forward.

Behind the golden armor, a very mismatched command flag appeared. This command flag was long and had a black flag as its base. The flag was rectangular and had the word "Wanhun" written in white from top to bottom.

As soon as the Ten Thousand Souls Banner appeared, the entire underground seemed to have been pressed on the still button, becoming extremely silent, empty and dead.

Step, step - only Fang Lei's footsteps told the world that they had not been stopped.

Sure enough, the next moment!

Countless winds, winds from all directions...

Whether it's a gentle breeze or a strong wind...

Wind as sharp as a sword, wind that rolls up sand and rocks, wind that is rich in blood, wind that is corrupt, black wind, blood-colored wind, wind that is accompanied by wailing, wind that is roaring...

Their goals are surprisingly consistent, and they all rush towards the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

At the same time, Fang Lei also began to experience auditory hallucinations in his ears——

There is wailing! There is crying!

"Ah ah ah, why did you kill me!" "You will get retribution!"

"Woooooo, I don't want to die!" "I have an old man above me and a young man below me. Don't kill me. I...I will give you money, lots and lots of money!"

The rebellious butcher, the woman begging for mercy, the humble man...

Thanks! Hello!

"Thank you, little friend!" "Thank you, sir!" "Thank you, uncle!"

Fang Lei's eyes were slightly illuminated. He turned around and saw a group of timid little children, both male and female. Their faces had no flesh and blood at all, and their eyes were empty and gouged out. Further away stood a group of people in raincoats and bamboo hats, ladies and ladies with luxurious makeup. Like these children, they all looked like fleshless evil ghosts.

Fang Lei didn't say anything, didn't even stop, he continued walking forward.

Feeling homesick! Looking for a relative!

"I really want to see the rivers in my hometown again! My little friend, do you know how to get to Qianchuan Country?"

"Sir, can you tell me how to get to Dingtu Kingdom? I seem to be separated from the maid."

"My dear grandson, slow down, slow down, grandma is blind, please walk slowly..."

"Old man, where are you? Old man?"

"Dad, woo, mother, woo, where are you? Woo hoo, I'm afraid of the dark! Woo hoo, I'm afraid of the dark!"

A dying old man, a lonely young lady, a helpless child, a middle-aged man who has left his hometown.

Some cried with joy! There are roars and curses!

"Finally I saw a living person. Hey, boy, tell me quickly, where is this? I am the biggest bandit in Canglang Mountain in Yesen Country. Send me back and I will give you endless money. You will never tire of it. Woman! Oh, your armor is good, please hand over your armor!"

"God, you are not qualified to kill me! Ahhhh, I won't die, hahahahaha!"

Greedy gangsters, madmen who fight against nature with their lives...

Fang Lei expressionlessly endured the various whines, murmurs, sobs, roars, and curses coming from his ears.

All this is just child's play for him who has experienced deeper darkness.

But Fang Lei's mood was very depressed, and it was even difficult to breathe...

As a result, his thoughts went further and further, and he thought of a scripture that was not from this world.

He began to mutter unconsciously——

"The world of Changle, the Miaoyan Heavenly Palace. The name is Qinghua, and the light of mercy appears in the six realms."

"Teach me to open the yellow urn and sprinkle the nectar in all directions. The lion seat divides the truth, searches for the sound and helps the things during the tribulation."

"The dragon talisman descends Qi, and it is always felt to save people. It is the spiritual inspiration of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty that transports the destiny of heaven, earth, and people."

"Every request will be granted, and no wish will come true. Great compassion, great wishes, great sage, great mercy. Loving father in all directions."

"Taiyi saves the suffering god Donghua and gives birth to the great emperor."

This is the "Sutra of Saving People", also known as "The Sutra of the Supreme Level of the Mysterious Lingbao of Taishang Cave".

Suddenly, Fang Lei's endless grievances began to gather towards Fang Lei.

Fang Lei's move was too grand and attracted the attention of countless figures in the depths...

…

"Whirring whirring--"

"Tap, step, step -"

"The world of Changle, the Miaoyan Heavenly Palace. The name is Qinghua, and the light of mercy appears in the six realms."

There was the sound of howling wind, footsteps, and the sound of chanting sutras that never stopped coming from the corridor.

The sound of footsteps and the whistling of the wind became smaller and smaller, and the golden light became fainter and fainter. Only the sound of the sutra began to immerse itself in the corridor.

Fang Lei walked very slowly. At this point, he was no longer in a hurry...

As he chanted sutras, every time he took a step forward, a white lotus would emerge from the ground to hold his feet.

As the lotus emerged, the soil underfoot began to turn into its normal earth color, and the various bloody smells inside became extremely faint.

When Fang Lei passed by, the lotus disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never existed.

In this way, Fang Lei walked forward very slowly, one step at a time.

…

A few hours later——

"Tap, tap——" The second round of footsteps came from the corridor.

"Hey, Hu Qianzhong, the bloody smell is so strong above, why is it lighter when it gets below? Are we in the wrong place?" Xing Honglong asked with a strange expression.

"It's not that we came to the wrong place, but someone got there first! Have you forgotten? The ground in the main hall of the Mang family that was like a thunder bombardment?" Hu Qianzhong looked at Xing Honglong helplessly, as if to say, can you forget what just happened?

"Oh, oh, oh, oh! That guy is pretty good!" Xing Honglong said meaningfully.

"Don't speculate... If he did this out of kindness, then he is a friend, not an enemy! On the contrary, if he did this to erase the traces, then he is an enemy, not a friend!"

"Ah? Is it so troublesome to erase the traces? Can't you just blow it up directly?" Xing Honglong asked in confusion.

"...You make sense." Hu Qianzhong was speechless for a moment, then nodded and looked at Xing Honglong with relief.

"What's that look in your eyes?" Xing Honglong frowned.

"An admiring look!" Hu Qianzhong said calmly.

"Oh!"(⊙o⊙)

After the two of them quieted down, they heard a faint sound of scriptures.

"Hey, did you hear any sound?" Xing Honglong suddenly asked with a pale face.

"I heard it!" Hu Qianzhong ignored Xing Honglong, he turned his head to look at the corridor, then with a serious face, he picked up a piece of soil in the corridor and put it next to his ear.

"What's wrong?" Xing Honglong followed suit.

The two looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes.

Because the sound of the sutra came from the soil!

Do you have a monthly ticket? Do you have a monthly ticket?

If not, I will ask again tomorrow!