It’s possible that his roots are not human …
These successive shocks have caused unspeakable psychological harm to the paranoid Zhu Yiniang.
Is it still close to Pei Wende’s enchantment? Plumes of black rage gushed from her body, eroding her soul like ink.
These black rage are resentment in Zhu Yiniang’s heart and fear of Mohologa and the earth pulse Shaqi.
When the dark rage erodes Zhu Yiniang’s soul, she will be as thoroughly resentful and angry as Pei Wende has seen many evil spirits before.
By that time, if Zhu Yiniang wants to break away from her evil spirit identity again, I’m afraid it’s the last time to stand in front of the bridge.
Naiqiaotou Sansheng Stone is Yin’s last pity for ghosts.
On good and evil, good and evil …
All souls will take one last look at Sansheng Stone and their past lives before drinking Meng Po Tang and stepping into The six great divisions in the wheel of karma.
[This is not what I want! 】
Deep in despair, Zhu Yiniang knew that she would end up as she wished.
I just lost everything …
I haven’t thought about how to face all this …
I haven’t said sorry to Zhu Huaigu …
What?
What, at last, my ability suddenly got out of control?
[Incense is the poison of all living things, or is it stealing the incense of Mohologa?]
In a trance, a compassionate voice echoed in Zhu Yiniang’s heart.
Mohologa is the most cruel and stupid person in the world. Everything he does is his own desire.
It is a strong manifestation of your talent that you can influence others to persist in being paranoid rather than crazy.
In fact, this is still Peiwende Mohologa, who has long been out of the original nature.
Otherwise, the original ancient God of the Western Regions, the boa constrictor God Zhu Yiniang, would have turned into a crazy person who disowned his own desires.
[Zen master! Help me! 】
Until now, close to the edge of madness, Zhu Yiniang finally found the source of heart sounds.
[Zen master! I don’t want to die yet. Please help me! 】
Her eyes are full of despair, but now she can hold her head high and look hard in Pei Wende’s direction.
At the moment, Pei Wende’s image in Zhu Yiniang’s eyes is no longer human, let alone the Trinity Python God.
Because Zhu Yiniang saw Pei Wende in her eyes, she was a lotus sitting in a dish, burning all over her body and not moving her honour person.
That is the form of Wang Changshi, and it is also the closest to the original form among many forms of the Immortal Venerable.
[I Buddha is merciful to all people who can cross]
Quietly staring at Zhu Yiniang, Pei Wende finally extended a helping hand to her at the last moment when her heart world was about to collapse and sink.
[Xie Zun! 】
Tears of joy Zhu Yiniang suddenly jumped to Pei Wende’s outstretched palm.
The golden Buddha’s light illuminates the darkness with the enchantment, which re-lights the world of Zhu Yiniang’s heart and soul just like the great light in the middle of the limit.
The dark world of the heart is reshaped, and the huge temple is replaced by a more majestic Buddhist temple …
Even the central part of the temple was originally a snake god, and in the process, it disappeared a little and was replaced by a statue of the immobile king.
[Amitabha! 】
The statue of the Immortal King held a sword in his right hand and a green cord in his left hand, and the seven bun on the back of his head hung over his left shoulder.
From a distance, a majestic and solemn momentum swept across the field, scaring all the evil spirits who tried to spy on this spiritual world.
The most important thing is not to move Wang Mei’s eyes. A small Shu deer is in the middle of his eyes.