On the wheel of destiny, the third pattern is revealed. It is an existence like a God or a devil, sitting cross legged with eyes closed, like an old monk in peace, like a demon sleeping.


    When the pattern is fully displayed, a huge light and shadow of the prison king also appears in front of Zhou Wen, who has moved to the top of the locomotive.


    The light and shadow of the prison king, who was like a giant of gods and demons, slapped down and photographed on the front of the ghost train.


    The original speed of the ghost train slowed down. Prison King Zun blocked the locomotive with his hands, but his body was pushed back by the force of terror. His hands in contact with the locomotive were also being devoured by the strange blue flame.


    Zhou Wen saw that the power of prison King Zun was effective for the locomotive, but he was glad.


    After all, prison King Zun is still a mythical level. He was able to order the ghost train to slow down in the case of a frontal collision. It has already shown that prison King Zun''s power has a strong restraining effect on the ghost train. Otherwise, if other mythical level souls were replaced, they would have been devoured by the ghost train.


    Feeling the message from prison King Zun, Zhou Wen seems to have some understanding in his heart.


    After a hundred years of practice, little Prajna has been pushed to the extreme of myth by Zhou Wen, and the king of prison has been the peak of myth, but I don''t know why, but I can''t go any further.


    Now the king of prison is fighting against the ghost train of fear level, but it makes Zhou Wenming understand the origin.


    The reason why Yu wangzun didn''t go any further was not because of Zhou Wen''s state, but because his body was limited when he was trapped.


    At this time, Zhou Wen had a vague guess that he might have been trapped for five years instead of hundreds of years.


    Because his realm has been improving, but the vital energy formula in his body has not kept up with the improvement of his realm. It is probably because the body time is not synchronized with the thought time.


    In other words, Zhou Wen just feels that he has experienced a hundred years, but his body has only experienced five years.


    "What did the teacher do? Or is that the power of Abbot mountain? The teacher just used the power of Abbot mountain? " Zhou Wen has no mind to think about that now.


    Prison King Zun was pushed back quickly by the train, and his body was constantly burned by the blue ghost fire.


    However, the speed of the ghost train also slowed down a lot, so that the disciples of Er Tian Fei Tian Liu could retreat to the side in time. Only the train pushed the prison King Zun forward.


    The king of prison, as if he were a machine without any feelings, truthfully transmitted everything he had endured to Zhou Wen''s brain, which made Zhou Wen''s feelings more and more intense.


    "Then try it." As soon as Zhou Wen''s eyes were fixed, the little Prajna Sutra flowed quickly in his body, and the pattern of the king of prison on the wheel of fate also ignited the invisible fire.


    Two days after feixianliu''s disciples fled, they were all watching the battle between the ghost train and prison King Zun.


    They can see that the king of prison is obviously a soul, and Zhou Wen has no breath of dimensional creatures and guardians. He should be just a human.


    But pure human beings can even compete with the ghost train, which is really unbelievable.


    After all, Qi Yayu and benzhenying are both mythical strongmen, and Qi Yayu is called half step fear. Even he can''t compete with the ghost train. A pure human, just using his own soul, can resist the ghost train temporarily, even for a short time, which is shocking enough.


    Just at this time, they did not care to think too much. They saw that the prison King Zun had been pushed by the ghost train and had already hit the mountain behind him. Moreover, the prison King Zun''s body was completely wrapped in the blue ghost flame, and the blue ghost flame soared and completely engulfed the prison King Zun''s body and the mountain behind him.


    Everyone thought that the king of prison was finished, but only Zhou Wen''s eyes were shining. At the same time, the design of the king of prison on the chart was also shining.


    The next day, when the disciples of feixianliu were retreating, they suddenly found something wrong.


    After the ghost train hit the mountain, it stopped there. It didn''t smash the mountain and couldn''t cross it.


    Its wheels are still turning and its whistle is still blowing, but it doesn''t move on.


    The mountain in front of it is still wrapped by the raging ghost flame, and Zhou Wen is suspended above the mountain.


    Click! Click!


    A strange sound came from the mountain peak wrapped by the ghost flame, like something cracking, like the crackling of firecrackers.


    All of a sudden, the blue flame quickly subsided. It was swallowed rather than subsided. However, no one could see what swallowed the ghost flame.


    With the extinction of the ghost flame, gradually revealed the peak wrapped by the flame. In front of the peak, there was the prison king who they thought had been destroyed.


    But now the king of prison, I''m afraid it can''t be called the king of prison.


    He is like a Buddha sitting on his knees, but he has eight arms on four sides. Each arm has a different posture, holds different fingerprints, and has four different faces.


    The face in front of us is happy, sad, heartless and carefree. It seems that there is no emotional machine.


    The left side of a face is a smile, let a person such as Mu holding spring breeze.


    On the right side of the face is the opposite, with blood and tears in the corner of the eye, a face of pity and sadness.


    The face behind him can''t see what it looks like. It''s just a faint feeling. The eyes on that face seem to be peeping at the world.


    No one can see the face behind him, because behind him, there is a black hole like hell, like a round of black Buddha light floating behind him.


    Inside the black hole, there are strange lights, and the sound of gods crying and ghosts howling. Although there is nothing to see, it makes people feel boundless fear.


    And the ghost train, at this time, no longer forward, not only do not forward, but also want to retreat.


    Its wheels turned upside down and the whistle sounded, but its body did not retreat. It was pulled by a strange force and kept approaching the prison King Zun.


    The king of prison closed his eyes slightly, and one of his palms was patted down slowly.


    The ghost train spews out the ghost flame to stop the big hand coming, but the ghost flame is engulfed by the invisible fire before it touches the big hand.


    Boom!


    The terrible ghost train was smashed by a big hand and turned into flames flying all over the sky. Only when those flames were still in the air, they were swallowed by the invisible fire of karma.


    And the people who had been swallowed by the ghost train also fell out, followed by a piece of green crystal.


    Two days later, a group of feixianliu''s disciples looked at the king of prison and Zhou Wen floating on his head. They seemed to understand why they respected Zhou Wen as if they were Qi Yayu.


    "The myth of human body Promotion... Is he really human..." benzhenying looked at Zhou Wen with a complicated look and murmured to herself