Chapter 927 The Hell Under the Buddhist Temple

Ye Fan was sweating profusely. There was one more person among the collapsed ruins. In the darkness, only one silhouette could be seen. It was majestic and tall. Only one pair of eyes were very bright, like two blue lamps!

The silent confrontation shocked Ye Fan in his heart. This person must be very powerful, otherwise how could he be bullied so close. {.qpz}. This is very strange. You must know that this place is the ancient star of Yingo, and it has already become a dead place. Why is there such a mysterious existence?

"Are you Crocodile Ancestor?"

Ye Fan's voice was joyous and worry-free, he had experienced too many things, even if a quasi emperor appeared in front of him, he would not panic.

The eyes of the two blue lights were dim, this person disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never appeared before, the place was empty.

There was a chill on Ye Fan's back. This man was so fast that he didn't even show how to hide, as if the world had evaporated.

He turned around and looked behind him, a cold breath came out of his back on the spot, and there was a vague outline of Yawei in the dark, who was staring at him, still Zhou Cai.

Similarly, not even a moment later, the mysterious shadow disappeared again, without any movement of life, and appeared in another direction.

How can it be so fast? Ye Fan was really stunned, how could this person get out of his hand to stop it, it was terrifying!

Is it the crocodile ancestor? He didn't know, he couldn't see his true body, he couldn't look at his face, and he couldn't even capture his qi.

What the hell is this? If the throne of the Divine Seal was Qing Zu, he would probably have been killed with a single finger. Why didn't he take action?

Ye Fan stepped on the line, turned into a light, rushed out, left the Daleiyin Temple ruins, and stopped a few miles away to listen to the sound of heaven and earth.

Everything was quiet to the extreme. At this time, there was no storm and the entire ancient star was completely silent, only the sound of his own heartbeat.

The stars flickered in the sky, the dim light was a little bit, and in a strange darkness, the ruins of the Daleiyin Temple in the distance were like a dormant beast motionless.

"What's going on here, why didn't that ghost come along?"

Ye Fan was surprised that the majestic human figure in that place flickered to the left and right, making him hairy, but why didn't he follow him now?

"It's a little weird!" Ye Fan wandered around the ruins of the Daleiyin Temple and observed it, and there was no abnormality, which made him feel a little puzzled.

"Gangzun, shouldn't it be based on the ruins of the ancient temple?"

Thinking of this possibility, he calmed down a lot and walked forward step by step, slowly approaching the ruins that had been in ruins for many years.

Sure enough, as soon as it approached, it was still in that place, and a burly figure appeared silently, constantly changing its position, like a ghost king.

And Ye Fan tried to walk to the other side of the ruins, and there was a more terrifying scene. An ancient monster swallowed the world, looming, exuding an astonishing evil spirit, completely different from the ghost just now.

Ye Fan was not afraid when he saw this scene. Instead, he was completely relieved. He had stayed with people like Duan De and the Black Emperor for a long time in the Big Dipper Star Region. an authority.

This is the Demon God of Town Temple!

All of this must have originated from the foundation. After so many years, Crocodile Ancestor got out of trouble, collapsed the underground foundation stone, and let the backhand laid by Sakyamuni manifest the world.

There is an underground fortification method in the world, which is very mysterious and cruel. The foundation is poured with powerful demon holy blood, and the deceased can manifest all kinds of dharmas during their lifetime.

Under the Daleiyin Temple is the devil land. There must have been a lot of hard work when building eighteen layers of hell. With sufficient preparation, most of the entire ancient temple will be overturned by the monsters below.

Ye Fan cleaned it carefully, pushed the broken gravel and broken walls of Daleiyin Temple to one side, and immediately created a solid foundation.

"This is the paradise of Buddhism, but the scene is like this underground. In order to suppress the demon, Sakyamuni also made a ruthless attack."

This foundation is very extraordinary at first glance. Every piece of ground stone is engraved with mysterious runes, which are black and red, and have been soaked in demon blood, which is terrifying.

In the central area surrounded by the underground cornerstones, there is a huge black hole. After clearing the rubble, wisps of demonic energy emerge from below, which is very terrifying.

"This is the eighteenth layer of hell. Crocodile ancestors escaped from here."

There are eighteen levels of hell under the Buddhist Daleiyin Temple. If it were spread to the mortal world, even Buddhists would definitely not believe it.

When Crocodile Ancestor got out of trouble back then, Divine Burden Sense also rushed out. I wonder if other more powerful gods from outside the realm also got out of trouble.

"It's not far from the earth, if these things are to get out of trouble..."

Ye Fan Lingling shivered. In the era of the end of the law, when you don't know how to practice, who can compete with them on the ground? Thinking of this, he was very disturbed and decided to go down to see what happened.

Ye Fan entered the black hole alone. It was like the huge mouth of an ancient beast that was devouring people. It was ferocious and terrifying.

Bingsen's piercing murderous intent poured in, like a blunt knife cutting flesh.

Although it is pitch black, under the eyes of the sky, everything is invisible, this is the first layer of hell!

The walls are engraved with golden arhats, as well as bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas, etc., in the form of subduing demons, glaring at them with anger, and their gods are majestic. This is refining demons!

Ye Fan was amazed that the murderous intentions carved out of these walls accumulated over time, hundreds of thousands of years, and could refine a great devil, with mysterious and unpredictable magical powers.

This is where Crocodile Zu was suppressed. It is no small miracle that he could survive for two thousand years without dying.

The huge and empty first layer of hell is completely carved out of rock, it seems to be formed by hollowing out a huge magic stone.

In the four corners, there is a thick stone pillar supporting the Daleiyin Temple above, which also seems to be suppressing here.

These four stone pillars are engraved with various demon gods, and there are blood troughs filled with dried black blood.

The murderous aura on the ground was overwhelming, and there were some huge scales, each of which was as long as a person, and flickered to kill everyone. There was no doubt that it belonged to the crocodile ancestor, and it was refined and fell off by the first layer of hell.

Ye Fan picked up one and found that the material was extremely hard. Even though the demonic energy had already been refined and the essence had been removed, it still had a trace of immortality.

"It is worthy of being a demon saint, even the scales that are completely abolished are so terrifying!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth, he was full of hatred for Crocodile Ancestor, and wanted to cramp his muscles and pull his bones.

In a corner, there is a black hole leading to deeper underground, which is the entrance of the second layer of hell, the place to suppress Dacheng Sacrament Specter.

Ye Fan jumped in, he wanted to see how many layers of hell had broken through. The ground was pitch black, and it was even more drowsy. At the same time, the yīn qi attacked the body, and the skin was as painful as a needle stick.

Suddenly, his expression froze, and his entire body froze, because there was a ghost lamp in this hell, emitting a green light, and a cold breath hit his face.

Moreover, there was a sarcophagus in front of the ghost waiting, and a dry little old man was squatting on it, smiling strangely at him.

Ye Fan was horrified, and he stepped backwards. There are creatures in this second hell!

This place has long since been broken, why is there such a ghost lamp, and such an angry old ghost? His body hurt even more, as if there were thousands of needles stuck on his body.

"boom"

Ye Fan sacrificed the cauldron on the spot, and the flames poured out, covering his entire body like a waterfall, and the Bodhi child was held in his palm.

This is the supreme sun god o, which can burn all filthy evil spirits. Ye Fan used this to protect his body, but he did not act rashly, staring straight ahead.

"chi"

The dry little old man turned into a weak light, and submerged into the copper lamp with the ghost face, and the o of the wick immediately became a lot stronger.

"This is the coffin lamp!" Ye Fan sucked in a breath, he remembered Duan De's words, and knew what it was.

This human ghost face lamp must be priceless to Duan De. It is a sacred object to suppress tombs, and it can be used to suppress coffins and slay ghosts!

In this place, there are no other ghosts, but there was once a god in the Holy Communion, which is the emperor among ghosts, who can compare? And this ghost lamp is naturally the best of its kind!

No one knows how such a ghost lamp is made. Not to mention the lamp body, it is difficult to find the oil it burns. It is said that it is made from the oil in the body of a saint, and the more saints, the better. extinguish.

Ye Fan was horrified when he saw the ghost lamp and the faint ghost. It was the oil refined in the saint's body that was burning, and the oil used to suppress the specter of the Holy Body must be even more rare and terrifying.

This kind of thing is not a magic weapon. It cannot be used to attack the enemy on weekdays. It can only be used to suppress tombs. It is of great use in the yīn mausoleum.

Ye Fan stared at the ghost-faced lamp. The wick was his tongue. It was unspeakable evil and terrible. This thing is very ancient, and the years have left indelible old traces on it.

It can be judged just by feeling that this lamp has existed for at least tens of thousands of years. It must not have been made by Sakyamuni.

This ghost lamp is probably a magical thing. If Duan De is here, he will definitely drool and rush forward, but Ye Fan is very brittle and unwilling to put it away.

Apart from dealing with the ancient burials of the yīn mausoleum, this lamp is really useless.

Ye Fan looked at the human oil burning on the wick, and felt a little disgusted. Although the ancient great sage was holy, the thing left behind was really uncomfortable.

"Although it is not very clean, it also has its preciousness. Once it enters the ancient ué god burial, this lamp is equivalent to a divine treasure, with a strange and inexplicable power."

He wanted to put it away, but he was a little worried about the dry little old man, but it also indirectly proved the horror of this lamp, and a divine burden was born.

Ye Fan pinched his nose and threw the lamp into the flames in the cauldron to suppress it and put it away.

The inside of the sarcophagus was completely empty, and nothing would be left behind.

At the end of hell, it is not the eighteenth floor, but only two floors. This puzzled Ye Fan, and it was completely different from his guess.

He searched repeatedly, searched carefully, and finally came up helplessly, checked again at the Daleiyin Temple ruins, and finally found the secret.

A stele is buried next to the underground cornerstone. It is neither Sanskrit nor Zhong Dingwen engraved on it, but a divine script commonly used by all races in the ancient times!

Today, although Ye Fan can't fully understand, he is almost the same, and most of them can distinguish the meaning.

There are only two levels of yīn yang hell, they contain each other and use the power of yīn yang to seal each other. This is the gist of the first line, which is described below.

Ye Fan instantly understood that the eighteen layers of hell are separate, two or two are divided into groups of nine ancient stars, and a total of eighteen terrifying ancient existences have been suppressed, one is stronger than the other!

"Fortunately, this is the case. Otherwise, the seal of this place is broken. If the eighteen ancient gods rushed out together, the return of Sakyamuni would not be useful."

Suddenly, the sound of the waves came, which was deafening. At first, Ye Fan thought it was an illusion, but after listening carefully, he couldn't believe his ears, it was true!

And, at this moment, he saw a vast black sea rushing towards the horizon!

He had seen reports before that Yingo Ancient Star may have existed in the distant past of large rivers, even large lakes and oceans, but this era is already different, how does it still exist?

"boom!"

The waves crashed against the shore, and the rocks pierced through the air.

In the dark ocean, there are actually several ghost ships sailing, flashing green ghosts, indescribably strange. (To be continued. If you like this work of Throne of the Seal of God, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation).