Resurgence of Terror: Three Burials of Poor Monks, Funeral Burials

On the contrary, the pupils are full of horror!

Want to resist, but the body does not obey their command at all.

You can't even do things like blink your eyes and move your fingers!

The changes did not stop because of their horror.

In less than a moment.

They seem to have returned to the state when they first came to Qingming High School.

But... Tang Sanzan frowned slightly at this moment.

Looking up at the dark red sky, he remained silent.

The ability of the Buddha Dharma of the third Buddha in the past.

He used the mighty power of the past to try to turn these guys in front of him back to the appearance they had when they first came to Qingming High School.

Just physically.

Tang Sanbu was very successful, not only separated them from the transformation state of Qingming High School.

It also achieved the effect of reversing life and death to a certain extent.

This...is the terrible thing about the great power of the "past".

The power of the Buddha Dharma of the third time is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

But from another point of view... Tang Sanzan also failed, which is why he frowned.

The luck that originally belonged to these guys could not be traced back from Qingming High School.

That part has been completely swallowed up by Qingming High School, or the prototype of the underworld.

Wanting to reverse and separate it is tantamount to destroying the prototype of the underworld in front of you.

Just to verify my conjecture.

Tang Sanzan didn't have the heart to do this seriously.

What's more... after learning the truth about this restricted area.

He didn't intend to destroy Qingming High School.

It is true that Wang Mingyang is an enemy, but Qingming High School, which is evolving towards the underworld, is not necessarily so.

Tang Sanzan did not forget the news he got from his master.

And... the words that old man Fang and the others brought for themselves.

From every point of view, it is about to reproduce the underworld in the world.

Not only should it not be one's own enemy, but should be one's own ally.

So... maybe it's a good time to take this opportunity.

Get in touch with the guys in the so-called underworld?

With this thought in mind.

Tang Sanzan didn't plan to continue playing.

His eyes turned cold, and the mighty power of the past became even more frightening.

It has affected Heisha and the others.

soon.

A few talented people from the outside world.

In a very strange state, reverse growth.

Getting younger and younger.

Until...into a baby, in a cell...

One side.

Confucian scholars who are frustrated because of the interruption of the road.

Seeing this weird scene, he subconsciously shuddered.

But soon, he seemed to think of something.

With a happy face, he looked at Tang Sanzan eagerly!

"That...can you..."

"no!"

Before the Confucian scholar could finish speaking, Tang Sanzan resolutely rejected him.

Confucian scholar: "???"

You refused me before I finished speaking?

Is this polite?

That's impolite!

Besides... why does this guy act like he knows what he's thinking?

Confucian scholars began to doubt life, and their hearts became extremely depressed.

Finally saw the hope of returning to the way again.

As a result, he was reprimanded like this.

Let him swallow the words he had prepared in one go.

"Go ahead and play, Lord Buddha, I don't have time to talk to you now."

In the void, Tang Sanzan stared at the huge pupil above the sky.

He waved his hand at the Confucian scholar below, signaling him to hurry up—to crawl.

This guy was originally a good seed to learn "Luan Yu" from himself.

And he didn't choose to be as depraved as those guys, choosing to join forces with others.

So... Tang Sanzan kept this guy on purpose to verify his conjecture.

Since it is the evolution of the underworld.

Then... the operation of the underworld always needs living beings to maintain it.

Those ghosts in Qingming High School before, and guys like Confucian scholars now.

Look at it from another angle.

Perhaps it is the government soldiers chosen by the underworld for themselves.

And people like Confucian scholars are higher existences.

The underworld deprived them of their vitality and luck as an exchange price.

But it also gave them the right to eternal life of the soul, as well as the rules of being protected by the underworld.

This... amounts to a forced exchange.

Confucian scholars and others do not have the right to choose.

But well... there's not much to say about that.

Strength, after all, is the most powerful thing in this world.

The weak...do not have the right to have an equal dialogue with the strong.

Although Confucian scholars have too many ideas in their hearts.

But still obediently slipped aside.

Unlike the previous situation full of despair, now there is hope.

Confucian scholars will naturally not give up easily.

"Aren't you going to show up yet? Just transforming Qingming High School into this appearance is not a threat to Buddha."

Tang Sanzan looked at Tianji's giant eye indifferently, and spoke again.

The voice just fell.

Between the drowsy world, a scarlet gust of wind suddenly blew!

The wind is like a knife, killing the soul and eating the bones!

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Chapter 291 The Puppet of the Dao Realm

The terrifying gale roared between the sky and the earth.

Mixed with a strange scarlet color, it makes people feel palpitations inexplicably.

Even Tang Sanzan frowned.

The jade-like skin felt a little raw at this moment.

The golden bell cover of supernatural powers, which is both internal and external, and takes into account both the soul and the soul.

Tang Sanbu's body had already been polished to be indestructible.

And this...was the first time he felt quite severe pain!

"Interesting, it looks like... the current Wang Mingyang should already be regarded as the half master of this space."

Tang Sanzan muttered to himself, feeling the ongoing changes between heaven and earth.

The energy in his body also became blazing!

The whole person pressed across the void, like a round of golden Buddha light scorching sun.

Light up this dark space.

"Is there any other novel method?"

Tang Sanzan flew straight towards the sky, and landed at the same position as the giant eye.

Looking up...has never been Tang San Zan's favorite way of communication.

Looking down... also not.

"If it's just the strong wind, it's enough to tickle the Buddha."

A golden ancient bell manifested outside the body.

Covered Tang Sanbu.

The strong wind howled and blew on the golden bell.

There were bursts of grand Buddha-sanskrit singing.

Amulet of golden bells.

The perfect supernatural power of attacking and defending, easily helped Tang Sanzan resist the attack of the scarlet wind.

"Hehehe..."

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden burst of gloomy laughter.

"Everything is over."

"Failing to stop me from transforming this world perfectly is your biggest failure!"

"You are too self-righteous, do you think that you who can ignore the rules are special?"

"You are wrong! I! Is the real destiny!"

"Hahaha……"

The wanton and rampant laughter echoed between heaven and earth like Huang Zhong Dalu.

The scarlet wind was blowing more and more violently.