But Fang Chao injected Wang Han enough evil energy just now.

Not only was it filled with Wang Han, but it was also about to overflow.

The "Sutra of Rebirth" can no longer suppress the evil energy in the body.

Even if you pretend to die now, it will be useless.

The button that forced shutdown is broken.

The terrifying aura gradually emanated from Wang Han's body like a tide.

The sober spirit of desperate control is also extinguished to a certain extent.

Yang Yuanlang, who was also moving cows out of the ruins, suddenly felt a violent shock.

I clearly felt a terror mixed with familiar crises.

Yang Yuanlang slowly turned his head and looked at Wang Han who was standing not far away.

Wang Han, who lowered his head, slowly raised his head.

The arms slowly spread.

Facing your back to the sky.

A cold and fierce grinning smile gradually appeared on the corner of his lips.

The eyes that had become round pupils again were filled with endless madness.

The devastating aura of his body was overwhelmed by the sky.

Under the evil spirit.

Covering Yang Yuanlong.

Yang Yuanlang's body was as stiff as electricity.

He stared blankly at Wang Han's back.

A sense of fateful familiarity surged in my heart.

Many fragments emerged in my mind.

On the magnificent altar of ancient and vicissitudes.

The scarlet sky reflected in the lonely king's eyes.

Corpse accumulates into mountains, blood blew away, mourning geese are everywhere, and China is shaking.

Fragments kept flashing.

A new scene was drawn out in my mind.

The tall blood-stained Buddha statue collapsed.

The crazy people climbed up the Buddha statue on the mountain of corpses and cheered loudly.

The blood-stained Buddha's head lies horizontally.

The blood that drifts seemed to be the blood and tears of ancient Buddhas.

Under the dry Bodhi.

The old Bodhisattva reached out and pointed the ground.

Recite Buddhist scriptures orally.

Burn out all your strength to reduce the descending spell.

The afterglow of human nature seemed to have a holy arc of light stained on him.

In the dark world, there seems to be a flash of bright sunlight shining through the world!

Great Sun Tathagata!

But it was swallowed up by the darkness in an instant.

The evil of human nature climbs up the rotten Buddhas like moss, covering the eyes of all Buddhas and blinding the hearts of sentient beings.

People who have lost their minds pour into every corner like locusts.

Kneel on the ground with both knees, raised his hands, and his body was like a treasure bottle.

He knelt down and worshiped the crazy king in a crazy and pious manner.

The rituals and music collapsed, and the Dharma-Ending Age.

Before the Bodhisattva passed away, he pointed to the altar.

"There is already good, and Shakyamuni will protect him as a small person.
Chapter completed!