The golden needle pricked the soul, and endless pain poured into my mind like a tide. Not only the meridians and bones, but even the soul seemed to have been torn into pieces. However, the pressure on my body suddenly eased. Gu Fenghua gritted his teeth, endured the pain of the soul-breaking pain, and continued to print his handprints.

The explosion of the formation finally stopped, and the light like water waves rippled over the barrier again, but even so, it could only delay for a moment, and the cracks densely spread over the barrier were still spreading like spider webs. The shields laid by the seniors of the upper sect were already full of holes.

The pressure squeezed from all directions. Gu Fenghua let out a muffled groan, and a thin blood mist sprayed out from every pore in his body, completely dyeing the white holy robe red.

"Fenghua!" Luo Enen and the fat white man Ye Wuse rushed out of the cabin and rushed towards Gu Fenghua. However, before they could rush in front of them, they were pressed by the huge pressure and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the steps under their feet became staggering.

Divine light flashed on their bodies, which was the protective magic weapon that Gu Fenghua had refined for a short time. Fortunately, they had these magic weapons to protect themselves, otherwise even if they did not immediately turn into powder when they left the cabin, they would be seriously injured and unable to move forward.

"What are you doing? Go back!" Gu Fenghua exclaimed.

Luo Enen and the other two shook their heads, and at the same time they activated the holy energy, laying a layer of Qi shield outside Gu Fenghua's body, but they themselves were no longer able to compete with the pressure and slowly poured down to the ground. The blood was like a flood that broke the dam, and it poured out in big mouthfuls.

Looking at this scene, Gu Fenghua's heart seemed to be torn into pieces, and her vision was blurred by tears. Her consciousness gradually disappeared and she fell into a dimma.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices the deep Prajna Paramita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcome all sufferings. Sariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form, feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this..." A familiar Buddha voice suddenly came to his ears, but it was so vast and deep.

Gu Fenghua suddenly recovered from his sanity. Looking up, he saw Master Yijie standing beside him holding a stick in his hand, chanting the scriptures in a low voice. A golden light enveloped the heads of him and Luo Enen and others. Looking closely, it seemed as if the lotus was in full bloom, sprinkling golden Buddha light.

Being in the Buddha's light, Gu Fenghua felt that the pressure on his body was reduced by half. Luo Enen and the fat white man and others also stood up again. However, Master Yijie himself looked as if he was ashamed. His originally fat and strong figure suddenly became thinner and his face was covered with wrinkles, as if he had been aged for decades or even hundreds of years.

Obviously, Master Yijie performed such a mysterious Buddhist teaching at the expense of his own life, thus saving their lives.

"Master!" Ye Wuse came to Master Yijie with tears in his eyes.

Luo Enen and the fat white man also staggered over, looking at Master Yijie's rapidly aging face, they were all moved to tears.

Of course, Gu Fenghua was also moved. Next to him, Wu Tianheng and other seniors of the upper sect had already vomited blood and could not continue, but Master Yijie was safe and sound. Only then did Gu Fenghua realize that his strength was definitely not as simple as the first level of the Emperor Saint. With the power of this Buddhism, it might not be difficult for him to save his life in the collapsed space.
Chapter completed!