I Have Been In the Demon Slayer Division For 30 Years Chapter 347

Netherworld.

　　Forget Riverside.

　　 The muddy Yellow River rolled by, and billions of real spirits struggled from it.

　　 "Two, time does not wait for me, today I will start the big formation, and draw the Forgotten River through the Netherworld!"

　　 Zhouyi learned that the demon court would pass the edict, and couldn't wait any longer, and immediately contacted Mozi and Bailian.

　　 "President, the Great Reincarnation Formation is just a poor monk's idea, and it has never really been displayed."

　　 Bai Lian persuaded: "If you give the poor monks a few more years of decoration, the success rate will be 10% higher!"

　　 Mozi nodded slightly and said: "Forgetting the river is like real but still emptiness, and underworld is like emptiness but still real, and the old man has studied organs for millions of years. This kind of virtual and real fusion magic power has not been used several times, it is better to wait a while."

　　 "It doesn't matter if you fail, just do it again."

　　 Zhouyi's mana is running, and the aura flashes along the Wangchuan River for hundreds of miles, covering the overlapping forbidden formations.

　　 The formation flag made by the high-class spirit creatures was poked at a distance of a long distance. The spirit creature materials consumed by the large formation can empty the treasury.

　　 Some of the key positions are even more pure and bright. .

　　 Forgotten River water manifested, the formation flag made by ordinary spiritual things, a single wave rushed into fly ashes, and the formation must be suppressed with pure sun magical devices.

　　 "Amitabha!"

　　 Bai Lian didn't persuade any more, he flew up on the white lotus throne and landed at the junction of Wangchuan River and the formation.

　　 Half of his flesh body was washed away by the river, and it disappeared suddenly, revealing his true spirit.

　　 "Donor Zhou, let's get started!"

　　 "Get up!"

　　 Zhouyi shouted, the majestic mana was poured into the formation, and the shining of the aura was forbidden, and it gradually turned into a continuous river of light.

　　 Hundreds of miles of Guanghe runs side by side with Wangchuan River. The twists and turns on both sides of the river, the waves in the river, and the wailing of the true spirit in the water, all change simultaneously, exactly the same.

The 　　 fixed reincarnation formation is not only to attract and suppress, but also to alternate between virtual and real, making Wangchuan River manifest in the world.

　　Only the real and immortal Wangchuanhe, Zhouyi can use the post of the reincarnation of the underworld to intervene in the reincarnation of the true spirit as a human or a demon!

　　 "It's finally this day!"

　　 Bailian sighed, half of his body sat cross-legged on the throne, reciting the scripture: "As I heard. All the world, life and death continue... See the ten Buddhas, all the pure land, live as you wish..."

　　 The scriptures sounded in bursts, from small to large, spreading in all directions.

　　 One hundred thousand yin soldiers in the netherworld, millions of souls, after hearing the scriptures, they are relieved, or admired, or wailing, or worshiping, or enlightened, or repenting, or disappearing...

　　 Zhou Yi, who presided over the formation, raised his eyebrows. This Buddhist scripture is magnificent and magnificent. It is by no means a weird and inexplicable White Lotus scripture.

　　 "This is the six reincarnation sutras written by the world-zun!"

　　 Mozi said in a sound transmission: "After the Blessed One's enlightenment, he built a small six paths in the Buddha's domain to simulate reincarnation with thousands of believers in life, old and sick, and try to ecologically erode the Wangchuan River. This is his fundamental scripture."

　　 Zhouyi asked: "The Lord failed in the end?"

　　 "More than failure, Buddhism's luck is backlashed by Wangchuan River, and tens of thousands will fall into reincarnation forever."

　　 Mozi seemed to be gloating and said: "The Blessed One himself cannot escape the evil consequences. It is difficult to wash away the cause and effect in 100,000 years, and he cannot live in the world. The Buddhism that was like a day in the sky was at peace."

　　 Zhouyi's heart moved: "Can the Lord walk out of the Wangchuan River?"

　　 "Never! Thousands of pious and honest people drag it, even if the Blessed One cannot escape."

　　 Mozi suddenly realized, and the sound transmission said: "Friends of the Taoist said that Bai Lian will join hands with the World Zun?"

　　 "The Poor Dao's self-confidence and six soul flags are the supreme treasure of suppression, incomparable throughout the ages. Reincarnation cannot be established. If reincarnation can be held, it must be today!"

　　 Zhouyi said: "So the crisis does not come from Wangchuanhe, it will only be the white lotus!"

　　 "Friends can rest assured that the old will stop the white lotus even if they have reincarnation."

　　 Mozi said: "As for the Blessed One, the realm is unpredictable, and the old man thinks he is invincible, and he still needs fellow Daoists to take action."

　　 "Very good!"

　　 The Zhouyi and Mozi narrated the words through sound transmission, but for a short while, Bai Lian reciting the six reincarnation sutras came to an end.

　　 This section of Wangchuan River seems to be stirred vigorously, the waves are turbulent, and the white lotus body is constantly washed away.

　　The white lotus is half alive and half dead, the throne protects the true spirit, and the fixed reincarnation formation protects the vitality of the flesh. As the reincarnation process continues to stir and drag the Wangchuan River, only waves splashing, a drop of muddy yellow water drops flying out of the river.

　　 The reality of the water drops constantly changes, and finally it condenses into substance and falls into the great array of definite reincarnation.

　　 This drop of water is not the Luojing City God, which uses mana to pick up the breath of the Wangchuan River and transform it into a spiritual object, but a part of the Wangchuan River that is tangible.

　　 There are countless true spirits in the drops of water, and there are thousands in one drop.

　　 Wow!

　　 Wangchuan River seemed to have an induction, without the need of white lotus to pull it, it set off huge waves in the sky and rushed towards the coastal formation.

　　 Many fairy artifacts shined with aura, and they blocked the water washing of Wangchuan River, and suddenly the aura dimmed.

　　 A drop of water fell into the light river, and a drop of water was like the weight of a mountain, directly piercing the barrier of a hundred miles formation, and it was about to break through the bottom of the river.

"It's now!"

　　 When the thought of Zhouyi moved, the six soul flags flew out from the center of the eyebrows, and when the wind rose, they turned into two long flags, and the tails of the six flags were hunting and fluttering.

　　 The six spirit flags fell into the river of light. The illusory river that was originally restricted by the formation method was suppressed and blessed by the supreme treasure, and it became the essence in an instant.

　　 The water droplets of Wangchuan River rolled and flowed at the bottom of the Guanghe River, constantly shaking the barriers of the formation, and finally failed to break.

　　 "The first step is done!"

　　 Zhouyi kept meditating in his heart, Daozu blessed him, put away his backhand trapped in the immortal sword, and even eliminated the backhand list of the gods.

　　Fengshen Bang may be far less powerful than the first two, but it contains the merits of the supreme human race in this world, and it is more effective for Wangchuanhe, which is entrusted with the true spirit of the righteous god.

　　 "I have enough heart!"

　　 Mozi stroked his long beard lightly, and his figure instantly turned into a avatar, blending into the many buildings of the underworld.

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　　 Mozi's true spirit nowadays is one, tens of millions.

　　 Thousands of real spirits change the appearance of thousands of Mozi, and draw formation inscriptions on various buildings to integrate the entire underworld.

　　 "Amitabha!"

　　 Bailian Gaoxuan Buddha, half of his face smiled and chanted the six reincarnation scriptures again: "If I heard...following evil karma, all will be recruited by oneself...five inverses and ten heavy, ten directions and **** of nose..."

　　 Forget the surging river, another drop of water turns into substance.

"Certainly!"

　　 Zhouyi's magic power runs wildly, and one person urges the Baili formation to fight against the surging waves of the Wangchuan River.

　　 Even with 80,000 years of mana support, just drawing two drops of river water would consume 70% of the mana.

　　 At such a rate of consumption, even after taking a hundred miles of aura, the vitality is thin after a few times, and it is difficult to continue to replenish it.

　　 "Dongtian, open!"

　　 With the thought of Zhou Yi, the sun, moon and cave sky hung above the head, and the extremely strong heaven and earth vitality poured into the earth, transforming into new mana.

　　 After the sun and moon cave sky swallowed the organ cave sky, the area was more than 10,000 li, and three fairy plants were planted in it, which was extremely aura, not weaker than the blessed land of Lingshan.

　　 turned into a source of replenishing spiritual energy at this time, so that Zhou Yi could never be exhausted.

　　 "Good, good, good!"

　　 Bai Lian praised this repeatedly, and continued to recite the six reincarnation sutras, chatting in a high voice, spreading all over the netherworld.

　　 "Six Dao sentient beings are all liberating, and I, myself, become the Buddha!"

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