Zhao Lei is responsible for preventing people infected by plague here from entering Zhongshenzhou. Chen Pan is about to go to Mount Sumeru with Fazang, but he wants to stay. .  . --->

"Why?" Chen Pan was puzzled, there was still danger here.

Fazang clasped his hands together: "Good, good. I heard countless souls crying here and could not rest in peace. I wanted to stay and save them. Donald Chen is not unfamiliar with Mount Sumeru, but he went alone."

"Supreat!" Chen Pan was shocked suddenly. This word was so familiar and unfamiliar.

Not only him, but also Sanfoot Sword was stunned: "This guy knows how to save the dead souls?"

Saliva is a word in the strange stories of myths and stories in the past life, allowing the dead soul to rest in peace and then enter the cycle of reincarnation. The problem is that there is no reincarnation in this world, so how can Fazang be saved?

The old antique asked in confusion: "This guy suddenly wants to stay here. Will he collude with the destined person? Mount Sumeru is another boxing glove."

When Chen Pan heard what the old antique said, his heart was thrilled. He felt that he had grasped something, but he still couldn't sort it out.

Fazang sat cross-legged on the spot and nodded slightly: "I have natural supernatural powers, and I can hear the wailing of the dead. One day I accidentally recited the scriptures and found that they could make them peaceful and no longer suffer, so it is called salvation."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and began to recite scriptures.

"If I heard this, the Buddha was in Renlitian for a moment and preached to his mother."

"At that time, all Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas Mahasattvas came to gather to praise Amitabha Buddha, who could show the power of incredible great wisdom and supernatural powers in the five turbidities and evil worlds..."

These scriptures were not written by Amitabha Buddha alone, but were formed by the gathering of the experiences and insights of the powerful people in Mount Sumeru.

It was like ordinary conversation, but it was as if it was full of various mysteries, which was shocking. Even the Three-foot sword was dumbfounded and could not believe it.

What's even more strange is that although the old antiques cannot hear it, Chen Pan and Sanchi Jian can hear the wailing souls around him.

However, after Fazang recited the scriptures, the wailing sounds of the dead souls in the four fields became smaller and smaller, almost subsided.

"The bald Tao is indeed a bit strange. I don't know when he will be able to attain the supreme position, and maybe he will give me a different surprise." Sanqi Jian sighed. He always felt that Amitabha's Tao was inexplicable. At this time, he suddenly realized that there was indeed something different.

Unfortunately, Amitabha’s path belongs to a new creation, not even in the Chaos Green Lotus, otherwise I would have a little understanding.

Chen Panben also wondered like an old antique, whether this Dharmazang was left intentionally. Mount Sumeru was actually a trap. But after seeing this scene, he couldn't help but believe it, thinking that the other party really stayed here to save the dead souls.

"All sentient beings are suffering. Donor Chen will go over and clear the siege of Mount Sumeru!" Fazang said lightly after reciting a passage of scripture. His face looked extremely bitter, as if he was a true Buddha who wanted to save all sentient beings. Chen Pan felt like he had seen the Buddha statue in his previous life.

With his hands folded, Chen Pan bowed slightly: "Since that's the case, I'll go first, be careful."

"Everything is caused by cause and effect, and I will be fine!" Fazang nodded and continued to recite the scriptures.

Set out again and soon entered the northwest Buddhist Kingdom.

This was once a peaceful land, but now it has turned into a hell on earth. Apart from those infected by plague, there are only corpses that have lost their vitality. It's so miserable.

Along the way, infected people took the initiative to attack Chen Pan, remembering what Fazang said, if Amitabha Buddha escaped from the trap, he would have a way to get them back to their original state. Chen Pan did not kill him. Instead, he used the formation to trap these people.

Although the Buddhist golden body has the function of breaking the formation, it can only target ordinary formations and face Chen Pan, which is useless.

"How is it? Can the seal be lifted?" Chen Pan asked the Sanchi Jian.

Sanchi Jian shook his head: "No. There is something to isolate my senses, and I can't contact you."

"Isolated your senses!" Chen Pan was shocked. Who is the Three-Foot Sword? The person who doesn't even dare to take action on Yin and Yang Dragon, there is something that can separate his senses. Could it be that some terrible existence is coming to attack Mount Sumeru?

"It's not as terrible as you think. I feel it should be a map of mountains, rivers and countries. That thing has the spirit of the earth, which is equivalent to creating a space of its own. It's too powerful, so I can't sense it in Mount Sumeru. However, just get close." Sanchi Jian said his own speculation.

Chen Pan nodded, this is true. Feng Lixi must have protected Mount Sumeru with the map of mountains, rivers and countries, and it is possible to isolate the three-foot sword induction.

Just as he was about to speed up, a terrible force suddenly came from the side.

Chen Pan said nothing, and knocked out a dragon fist, fighting directly with the force.

With a loud "boom", a figure appeared from the air wave.

This is a monk on Mount Sumeru, with his hair disheveled and his body looks extremely solid due to hard practice. He has the golden light of Buddhism on his body to protect his body, and his breath is very terrifying.

After fighting a move, Chen Pan was extremely shocked. Judging from his breath, this monk should be at the peak of the saint's realm, with limited attack power and did not cause any damage to him.

But an ordinary saint at the peak level could actually resist his dragon punch and be safe and sound. If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, I wouldn't believe it.

After carefully reading the magic trick, this person's body has been strengthened by plague poison, which is far inferior to ordinary Hunyuan powerhouses. And the Buddhist golden body is almost as good as the armor of faith. The two add up to produce unimaginable defense.

I don’t know if this plague poison can infect the Hunyuan powerhouse. If it can, it will definitely be an unimaginable terrible thing.

The monk opened his teeth and claws, his eyes emitted a strange red light, and he emitted a wave of low roars like a wild beast. He suddenly launched another attack, with extremely fast speed.

Chen Pan calmly responded to it for a few moves, and even sighed that the terrible plague poison could allow an ordinary monk to have such a powerful body.

But it was just a sigh, and it was still not difficult for Chen Pan to solve it.

The mind power pattern reversed, and with one move dispersed and hit the monk, the golden light of Buddhism disappeared without a trace. He slapped it with another palm and set up a formation to suppress the man.

Move forward quickly and try not to get entangled. If you really can't get rid of it, just use the same trick again and suppress the other party.

As Chen Pan walked forward, he couldn't help but exclaim. The number of infected people was indescribable. Fortunately, they did not spread completely outside, otherwise they would not know how many deaths would be made in the entire ancient continent.

But inadvertently, he remembered the words from the old antiques before.

The trap of the Destiny, the plague poison, Ji Xuefu and Feng Lixi, always feel that there is something in common with each other. Think about what the White Tiger King said, the Destiny should have something to do with the Evil Valley. Chen Pan felt that he seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't straighten it out at once.
Chapter completed!