"Open the Minghun formation." At this time, Zhen Yuanzi suddenly opened his eyes and let out a loud shout.
The talisman papers in front of everyone burned with black flames and turned into ashes, leaving only the golden runes that remained lingering in the air.
At the same time, the talisman formation under the feet of several people also lit up, and beams of light rose from it, covering each of them.
Immediately afterwards, a spot of light burst out from the center of the eyebrows of several people, passed through the golden runes in front of them, and was wrapped in golden light and hit Huang Mei's forehead.
Huang Mei was suddenly struck by lightning. His body shook violently and his head tilted back violently.
"Well… "
A slight sound came from his throat, and his head drooped forward weakly, as if he had lost consciousness and fallen asleep. In his sea of consciousness, seven golden spots of light gathered together and revealed seven figures, which were Shen Luo and others.
In the middle of the sea of consciousness, a yellow-browed monk was sitting cross-legged. His face was exactly the same as the yellow-browed monk, but his expression was a little more fierce. His ears were no longer drooping to his shoulders, but wore two rings on them. He was still dressed in a monk's robe, but on the outside he wore a black cassock that exuded a murderous aura, which made him look a little more evil.
The little figures that appeared from the spirits of Shen Luo and the others made some hand gestures and surrounded Huang Mei's spirit.
The latter showed no fear at all, but laughed wantonly: "Haha, do you think that you can control my soul just by entering my sea of consciousness?"
Everyone turned a deaf ear to his words and kept moving their hands, waving their palms.
Golden light appeared on everyone's hands, and golden chains extended from the palms of their hands, piercing Huang Mei's soul.
Huang Mei looked intently and discovered that the golden chain was densely packed with tiny runes, all of which were connected together, emitting bursts of strong spiritual fluctuations.
A solemn look flashed across his eyes, and he began to chant.
In his own sea of consciousness, Huang Mei had the advantage of geographical location after all. The moment his chanting sounded, the spiritual power scattered around him began to shrink and enter his spiritual body.
The black cassock covering his soul began to swell up without wind, and a black light shone brightly on it, heading towards the rune chain that was coming straight at him.
"clang..."
A sound of metal clashing rang out in his sea of consciousness. Seven golden chains all pierced the black cassock, leaving deep dents on it, but failed to break it in one fell swoop.
"So tough..."
Shen Luo felt the changes on the cassock and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this black cassock might not be weaker than the golden cassock transformed from the soul of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
"Don't pay attention to him. His spiritual power alone is no match for the seven of us. Continue chanting the Soul-Clearing Mantra." At this time, Zhen Yuanzi's voice sounded.
Shen Luo and his companions immediately collected their minds and continued to chant the Soul-Clearing Mantra.
The chanting at this moment was different from the previous one. It was chanted directly with the soul, consuming a large amount of soul power. Everyone's voice was not loud, but when they were combined together, it was like bursts of thunder, exploding in Huangmei's sea of consciousness.
Huang Mei's expression suddenly changed, and only then did he finally understand the power of the Minghun Formation.