Ye Fan was sweating profusely. There was one more person among the collapsed ruins. In the darkness, he could only see a silhouette, majestic and tall, with only a pair of bright eyes, like two green lights!
Ye Fan was shocked by the silent confrontation, this person must be very powerful, otherwise how could he be bullied at such a close distance.
This is very strange. You must know that this place is the ancient planet Yinghuo, and it has already become a place of death. Why is there such a mysterious existence
"Are you the crocodile ancestor?"
Ye Fan's voice was neither joy nor worry, he had experienced too many things, even if a quasi-emperor appeared in front of him, he would not panic.
The pupils of the two blue lights dimmed. This person disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared before, and the place was empty.
A chill came from Ye Fan's back. This person was so fast that he didn't even realize how he disappeared, as if he had evaporated from the world.
He suddenly turned around and looked behind him, a cold breath came from his back on the spot, there was a vague majestic silhouette in the darkness, staring at him firmly, it was the same person just now.
Similarly, not a moment later, the mysterious phantom disappeared again, without any life fluctuations, and appeared in another direction.
How can it be so fast? Ye Fan was really startled, how could this person block it if he made a move, it was terrifying!
Is it the crocodile ancestor? He didn't know clearly, he couldn't see his real body, he couldn't look at his appearance, and he couldn't even catch his aura.
What the hell is this? If it was Crocodile Zu, he would have killed him with one finger. Why didn't he make a move
Ye Fan stepped on the Xingzi Jue, turned into a ray of light and rushed out, left the ruins of Daleiyin Temple, stopped a few miles away, and listened to the sound of heaven and earth.
Everything was extremely quiet, there was no storm at this time, the entire ancient Yinghuo planet was completely silent, only the sound of his own heartbeat.
The stars flickered in the sky, and there were faint lights. In the darkness, the ruins of Daleiyin Temple in the distance seemed to be dormant and motionless.
"What's going on here, why didn't that phantom follow?"
Ye Fan was amazed, the majestic human figure at that place flickered from left to right, making him hairy, why didn't he follow now
"It's a bit strange!" Ye Fan wandered outside the ruins of the Daleiyin Temple and observed it, but nothing unusual happened, which made him feel a little puzzled.
"Isn't that something based on the ruins of the ancient temple just now?"
Thinking of this possibility, he calmed down a lot, and walked forward step by step, slowly approaching the ruins that had been abandoned for many years.
Sure enough, as soon as it was approaching, still at that place, a burly figure appeared again without a sound, changing directions constantly, like a ghost king.
Moreover, Ye Fan tried to walk to the other end of the ruins, and a more terrifying scene appeared. A big ancient monster swallowed the world, looming, exuding an astonishing evil spirit, which was completely different from the ghost just now.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan was not afraid, but completely relieved. He stayed with people like Duan De and the Black Emperor for a long time in the Big Dipper Starfield. He couldn't help but wonder about many weird things. half authoritative.
This is the Temple Demon God!
All of this must have come from the foundation. After so many years, the crocodile ancestor escaped from the trap and collapsed the underground foundation stone, allowing the backhand of Sakyamuni to manifest into the world.
There is an underground suppression method in the world, which is miraculous and cruel. The foundation is poured with powerful demon holy blood, and the dead can manifest various dharma appearances in life.
Under the Daleiyin Temple is the devil's soil, with 18 levels of hell. It must have been built with great effort and sufficient preparations, otherwise the entire ancient temple would probably be overturned by the demons below.
Ye Fan cleaned up carefully, and pushed aside the broken walls and ruins of Daleiyin Temple, immediately revealing a dense foundation.
"This is a Buddhist paradise, but the underground is like this. In order to suppress the demons, Sakyamuni also laid down a cruel hand."
This foundation is extraordinary at first glance. Each piece of ground stone is engraved with mysterious runes, which are black and red in color and soaked in demon blood, making people horrified.
In the central area surrounded by the underground foundation stones, there is a huge black hole. After clearing away the rubble, wisps of monster energy emerge from below, which is very terrifying.
"This is the 18th floor of hell. The crocodile ancestor escaped from here."
There are 18 levels of hell under the Buddhist Daleiyin Temple. If it is spread to the ordinary world, even Buddhists will not believe it.
Back then when Crocodile Ancestor was out of trouble, the god Nian also rushed out. I don't know if other more powerful gods from outside the territory were also out of trouble.
"This is not far from the earth, if these things want to get out of trouble..."
Ye Fan shuddered. In the degenerate age where people don't know how to practice, who on earth can compete with them? Thinking of this, he was very disturbed, and decided to go down to see what happened.
Ye Fan entered the big black hole alone, which looked like the huge mouth of an ancient beast waiting to be devoured by humans, ferocious and terrifying.
Bingsen's biting murderous intent surged in, like a blunt knife cutting flesh. The underground is huge, hundreds of feet deep, and the same in length and width.
Although it was pitch black, everything was invisible under the eyes of the sky. This was the first level of hell!
The walls are engraved with golden arhats, Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas, etc., in the form of descending demons, glaring at them with majestic gods. This is refining demons!
Ye Fan was amazed that the murderous intent emanating from these wall carvings had accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years, and could refine a great demon king, with mysterious and unpredictable supernatural powers.
This is where Crocodile Ancestor was suppressed. It is no small miracle that he can be suppressed alive for two thousand years without dying.
The huge and empty first floor of hell was completely carved out of rock, as if it was formed after hollowing out a huge magic stone.
In the four corners, there is a thick stone pillar supporting the Daleiyin Temple above, and it seems to be suppressing here.
These four stone pillars are engraved with various demon gods, and there are blood tanks filled with dried black blood, which are used for refining demon saints.
On the ground, there are some huge scales, each of which is as long as a person, flashing fiercely, there is no doubt that these belong to the crocodile ancestors, and they were refined and fell off by the first level of hell.
Ye Fan picked up one and found that the material was extremely hard. Even though it had already been refined away from its evil spirit and its essence, it still had a trace of immortality.
"As expected of a demon saint, even a completely scrapped scale is so terrifying!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth, he was full of hatred for the crocodile ancestor, and wanted to pull out his bones.
In one corner, there is a big black hole that leads deeper underground. It is the entrance to the second layer of hell, where the ghosts of the Dacheng Holy Body are suppressed.
Ye Fan jumped in, he wanted to see how many layers of hell had been broken. The underground was pitch black, and he was even more drowsy. At the same time, Yin Qi attacked his body, and his skin hurt like a needle prick.
Suddenly, his expression froze, and his whole body froze, because there was a ghost lamp in this layer of hell, emitting a green light, and the cold breath hit his face.
Moreover, there was a sarcophagus just in front of the ghost lamp, and a dry little old man was squatting on it, smiling strangely at him.
Ye Fan was terrified, and stepped backwards, there are living beings in this second level of hell!
This place has long since been sealed off, why is there still such a ghost lamp, and such a gloomy old ghost? His body hurt even more, as if thousands of vaginal needles had been stuck on his body.
"boom!"
Ye Fan sacrificed the cauldron on the spot, and the nine-colored flames poured down, covering his whole body like a waterfall, and the bodhi seed was held in his palm.
This is the Supreme Yang Divine Fire, which can burn all filthy and evil spirits. Ye Fan used it to protect his body, but he did not act rashly, staring at the front.
"Hey!"
The dry little old man turned into a green light and submerged into the copper lamp with a ghost face, and the wick's fire became stronger immediately.
"This is a coffin lamp!" Ye Fan gasped, he remembered what Duan De said, and knew what it was.
For Duan De, this lamp with a ghost face must be a priceless treasure, a fetish for suppressing tombs, it can be used to suppress ghosts in coffins!
In this place, there are no other ghosts. There was once a God Nian who shouted the holy body. That is the emperor among ghosts. Who can compare with it? And this ghost lamp is naturally the best of its kind!
No one knows how such a ghost lamp is refined, not to mention the lamp body, but the oil it burns is hard to find. It is said that it is refined from the fat in the body of a saint, and the more saints there are, the better. The lamp has never been extinguished since ancient times .
Looking at the ghost lamp and the ghostly ghost fire, Ye Fan was terrified. It was the oil refined from the saint's body that was burning, and it was used to suppress the ghosts of the Dacheng Holy Body. The oil must be more rare and terrifying.
This kind of thing is not a magic weapon. It cannot be sacrificed to attack the enemy on weekdays. It can only be used to suppress tombs. It is of great use in the Yin Tomb.
Ye Fan stared at the Ghost Face Lamp. The wick was its tongue. It was indescribably evil and terrifying. This thing was very ancient, and the years had left indelible old marks on it.
It can be judged by feeling alone that this lamp has existed for at least tens of thousands of years, and it must not have been refined by Sakyamuni.
This ghost lamp is probably a magical thing. If Duan De was here, he would definitely salivate and rush forward, but Ye Fan was very shy and refused to put it away.
Apart from dealing with the ancient Yinling burial, this lamp is really useless.
Ye Fan looked at the burning wick and felt disgusted. Although the ancient great sage was holy, the things left behind were really uncomfortable.
"Although it is not very clean, it also has its preciousness. Once it enters the ancient cave god burial, this lamp is equivalent to a treasure, with strange and inexplicable power."
He wanted to put it away, and he was a little worried about that dry little old man, but it also indirectly proved the horror of this lamp and gave birth to a god.
Ye Fan pinched his nose, threw the lamp into the nine-color flames in the cauldron to suppress it, and put it away.
The inside of the sarcophagus was empty, and there would be nothing left behind, after all, the god's thoughts had already escaped, and only bursts of aura filled the air.
At the end of hell, there are not eighteen floors, but only two floors. This puzzled Ye Fan, and it was completely different from guessing.
He searched repeatedly, searched carefully, and finally came up helplessly. He searched again at the ruins of Daleiyin Temple, and finally discovered the secret.
A stone tablet was buried next to the foundation stone in the ground, and the inscription on it was neither Sanskrit nor Zhongdingwen, but the sacred script common to all races in ancient times!
Now, although Ye Fan can't understand everything, he is almost there, and most of them can discern the meaning.
There are only two layers of yin and yang hell, which contain each other and use the power of yin and yang to seal each other. This is the general idea of the first line, and there are more to say below.
Ye Fan understood in an instant that the eighteen levels of hell were divided into groups of two, divided into nine ancient stars, and suppressed a total of eighteen terrifying ancient existences, each stronger than the other!
"It's fortunate that this is the case, otherwise the seal of this place was broken, and if eighteen ancient gods rushed out together, Sakyamuni's return may not be useful."
Suddenly, the sound of waves came, deafening. At first Ye Fan thought it was an illusion, but after listening carefully, he couldn't believe his ears, it was real!
And, at this moment, he saw a vast black ocean rushing towards the horizon!
He had read reports before that there might have been large rivers, even large lakes and oceans in the ancient star Yinghuo in the distant past, but this year is already different, so why does it still exist
"boom!"
The stormy waves crashed on the shore, and the rocks pierced through the sky.
In the black ocean, there were actually several ghost ships sailing, with green will-o'-the-wisps flickering, which was indescribably weird.