As the god of war slowly pulled up the thousand-meter giant sword from the ground, the underground secret facility of the castle tower, the former central building of Japan Island, was exposed to the sun for the first time.
It was a huge dungeon with so many floors that it was hard to count at a glance.
Even though the sword of the Martial God Faxiang had just entered the ground several hundred meters ago, it still seemed that it had not touched the lowest level of the dungeon.
Judging from some of the traces exposed in the sword pit, the treatment in this dungeon is really not good.
Although the houses of Japanese witches are generally not very big, and everything seems to be developed in a small and exquisite direction, no matter what, it is too much for a cell to have less than one square meter of space.
How can this be called a prison cell? It is clearly a building made up of coffins.
In other words, this looks a bit like the storage compartments in some kind of storage warehouse. The prisoners are never seen as humans, they are just materials stored in this warehouse.
And now, someone accidentally opened a skylight in this warehouse and exposed it.
"Hiss, it smells so bad"
Dorothy just stretched her head and took a look into the sword pit, but the latest thing that caught her attention was not the scene in the dungeon, but the stench that surged up from the underground.
It was as if the canned herrings were mixed with live maggot cheese and stuffed into the belly of a rotting seal to ferment for 7,749 days before being unpacked.
The smell is really a bit heady.
The otaku witch is a highly inspired witch, and her senses are always sensitive, so she was caught off guard at this moment and almost rolled her eyes and threw herself on the street.
This was the smell of rotting corpses, and the smell could reach such an extent that one or two corpses could not achieve it. Dorothy could not imagine how many people had died in this dungeon in the past.
None of the real hells in the underworld are this hellish.
It wasn't just Dorothy who couldn't stand it. In fact, when the rotten stench spread upwards along the sword pit, most of the surrounding melon-eating witches couldn't stand it either.
Even among the guard witches, many people started spitting out rainbows.
This has nothing to do with psychological quality, it is just a simple physiological reaction.
But after the otaku witch got used to it for a while, her expression didn't change.
Well, she threw the foul sensual aura directly to the Goblin King.
This is a good opportunity to practice your unyielding martial spirit. Come on, Xiaosi, if you can't even hold on to this level, then what's the point of being unyielding?
Despite the stench that even stung her eyes, Dorothy continued to look at the bottom of the sword pit.
Among the rubble ruins is Minamoto Yorimitsu who has turned into a samurai-chan, and among the samurai-chan there is a scarlet katana, but this originally beautiful katana is now on the blade
It is already full of cracks and is on the verge of being broken.
This surprised the otaku witch. She didn't expect that this demonic sword was so hard and could resist her sword without breaking.
But she thought about it, and it seemed that Minamoto Yorimitsu dropped the demon sword on the ground at the last moment, and then blocked the sword with his own body.
And as if sensing Dorothy's gaze, the Red Leaf Demon Sword transformed into a human form again, but this charming beauty who was still burning with anger no longer had the charm she had before, and was covered in wounds and embarrassment.
She no longer had the strength to stand up at this time, and she could only squirm and crawl on the ground.
"It hurts, it hurts so much, woo woo, Shuten-sama, it hurts so much"
The ghost girl crawled and cried bitterly.
She didn't want to die, but at this moment her body was like broken porcelain, with cracks all over her body, and the breath of life was flowing uncontrollably from her body.
She looked pitifully at Dorothy on the edge of the sword pit, or to be precise, at the sword in the witch's hand.
"Shuten-sama, I don't want to die. I just don't want to be bullied. It hurts. It really hurts."
Such a beautiful woman's carefree appearance is really endearing, and one can't help but want to forgive her.
In Dorothy's soul space, the floating soul of Yin Chui Yongyi couldn't bear to see the best friend she had been closest to like this.
Then she closed her eyes.
Well, since you can't bear it, then don't take a good look at it. Out of sight is out of mind.
Dorothy looked at this pitiful ghost girl with some pity in her eyes.
Grandpa Duo hates to see beautiful women suffer the most. It hurts her body and her heart, so
The house witch silently raised the sword in her hand again, and behind her, the tall and mountainous warrior god Dharma also raised the thousand-meter-long sword in his hand in the same movement.
Well, if one sword doesn't work, then just use another sword to make up for it. This time, this beauty will definitely be relieved.
Seeing Dorothy's actions, the ghost girl Hongye showed fear in her eyes.
However, suddenly, she seemed to feel something, and a strong desire for survival suddenly burst out in her eyes. Even though she was dying, she still crawled and squirmed hard, heading towards the depths of the dungeon.
In front of her crawling direction, footsteps sounded slowly, as if someone was walking this way.
Even though the majestic god-like Martial God Dharma in the sky had raised his sword and struck it down at this moment, and the thousands-meter-long sword like a torrent of light came quickly with unstoppable power, the footsteps were still unhurried and without any trace.
Tension.
Finally, just when the torrent of light was about to drown Hong Ye's figure, the owner of the footsteps came to the ghost girl. She pointed to the sky and the ground.
"I am the only one who respects me."
The man said so.
As a result, a huge pitch-black image also rose from behind her. It was a pitch-black image of the Buddha.
At first glance, this black Buddha looks like a Buddha statue enshrined in a temple, with its compassionate eyes lowered and very sacred.
But if you look closely, you can find that the entire Buddha head is actually composed of countless human faces. Those faces have different expressions. Some have greedy looks, some have angry eyes, some are painful and ferocious, and some have peaceful faces.
All the characteristics of all living beings are in it.
The same is true for other parts of the Buddha image. Countless women’s hands make up the Buddha’s hands, and women’s legs make up the Buddha’s legs.
So weird and creepy.
And with the appearance of these dark Buddhas, the immeasurable Buddha's light spread out, illuminating the dungeon, turning this originally smelly dungeon into a paradise on earth.
The stench turns into a strange fragrance, the rotting corpse regains life and turns into a enchanting beauty, the river of blood turns into a sweet river of honey, the rotten maggots become the fish swimming in the honey river, the crowded prison cells turn into thousands of palaces,
Each palace is extremely luxurious and is built with gold, bricks, agate, glass and other treasures.
The indestructible 1,000-meter-long sword just now struck the Buddhist Kingdom. However, countless Bodhisattvas and Arhats in the palace chanted Buddhist scriptures together, making the Buddhist Kingdom on this earth indestructible. No matter how sharp the sword of the God of War was,
It is difficult to make any further progress at this point.
In the Buddhist Kingdom, Yin Zhenaki looked down at the red leaves at his feet, with guilt on his face.
"Sorry Hongye, thank you for your hard work, but it's okay now because I'm here."
As soon as she finished speaking, a golden lotus grew on the ground and matured in the blink of an eye, revealing the attractive fragrance of lotus seeds in the lotus.
Yin Zhenaki reached out and took out the lotus seeds, and then handed them to the ghost girl on the ground.
"I have already lost Laiguang, I can't lose you anymore. Eat these, you will get better."
Hongye looked at the place where the lotus grew.
That's where the samurai sauce was just applied.
However, the ghost girl was silent for a moment and then raised her head, with a grateful expression on her face.
"Thank you, General. It was Laiguang and I who did not do our job well."
As she spoke, she reached out her hand to take the lotus seed and swallowed it in one gulp.
So, in the next moment, her body, which was full of cracks like broken porcelain, was repaired and restored by a force, and even became stronger, and the vitality that had been lost before was now replenished to the point where it almost overflowed.
Hongye suddenly returned to her winning state. No, she felt even better now than in her previous state.
"Thank you for saving your life, sir. Since Yoriguang is gone, Hongye will only be able to rely on you, General."
The ghost girl felt the changes in her body, but her face had a sad and tearful expression, looking pitifully and helplessly at Yin Zhenaki in front of her.
"Don't worry, Hongye. I'm not an ungrateful person. I won't miss anything I promised you and Lai Guang before. Even if Lai Guang is no longer here, as long as I'm still here, you won't be wronged."
Yin Zhenaki stretched out his hand towards the ghost girl on the ground, her eyes full of tenderness and pity.
"general"
Hongye was even more moved. She shouted so emotionally, and then handed her hand to Yin Zhenaki.
As a result, the newly recovered ghost girl turned into a demon sword again.
Only this time, what she transformed into was no longer a katana, but a long-handled naginata.
Yin Zhenaki stretched out his hand to hold the naginata, and then drank the remaining lotus seeds.
As a result, the dark Buddha image behind her suddenly grew two more heads and four arms, turning into a three-headed and six-armed form.
One of the newly grown heads is in the shape of anger, and the other is in the shape of compassion. The six arms are holding bells, magic pestles and many other magical weapons.
And with the change of the Buddha's Dharma, the power of the Buddha's kingdom on the earth became more powerful, and it began to expand outwards directly against the sword of the sword god.
Yin Zhenaki looked at the otaku witch under the martial god's appearance not far away, and then smiled.
"When the new sage came to my country, Yin Zhenaqi failed to welcome him from afar. I hope you will forgive me. Now I also invite you to come to my Buddhist country to give me a chance to make amends."
She invited.
Dorothy looked at the newly-appeared Yin Zhenaki up and down, and then her eyes looked a little strange.
Well, he is a victim of the rules of the witch world like me.
If she remembered correctly, Yin Zhenaki was originally supposed to be a male fairy, but now what appeared in front of her was a tall, straight black witch with a majestic temperament.
Even if the witch deliberately wears men's clothes and acts like a man, some things are lost and can never be found again.
Dorothy couldn't help but smile happily.
Damn it, it seems I'm not the only one unlucky.
It's just that, although they share the same disease, it's a pity that they can't be friends.
Eye rim is a very magical thing. Some people make people happy and want to get close to them as soon as they see them. There are also some people who make people feel physical discomfort as soon as they see them.
Now Dorothy is in the latter situation
From the first time she saw Yin Zhenaki, the otaku witch's hair stood on end and goosebumps broke out all over her body. Anyway, she felt very uncomfortable.
And after just witnessing her methods, words and deeds, Dorothy felt even more uncomfortable.
What kind of textbook hypocrite is this? It’s disgusting, so fucking disgusting.
Especially the unabashed greed in the other person's eyes when he looked at her made her feel like there were bugs crawling on her body, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
I said, buddy, please be normal. I know why you were cheated. Your ambition is clearly written on your face.
Dorothy crossed her arms and looked at Yin Zhenaki opposite with a confident look on her face.
"No, it's not possible. We're not suitable. Uncle, your body odor is too great. I can't accept it. I won't date you."
The otaku witch shook her head and ruthlessly rejected the other party's invitation.
Who wants to enter such a stinky place?
The Buddhist kingdom on Yin Zhenaki's land can deceive others, but it has no effect on Dorothy's heavenly eye. In her eyes, any Buddhist kingdom is a shadow, the dungeon is still the same dungeon, and the stench is still so unpleasant, poor Xiaosi
I was almost so smoked that I burst into tears.
Moreover, she has finally found the source of the stench. It all lies with Yin Zhenaki. This guy's current breath is really bad.
"Good fellow, with the power of the devil and the protection of the abyss, isn't Japan Island autistic? Why is it still connected to the abyss?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Dorothy pinched her nose directly, and then thought with some doubts.
But what kind of demon did this guy have a deal with? The toilet demon? Why does it smell so bad?
The otaku witch thought with disgust.
Of course, this is just a joke. After all, even if there is a toilet devil, it is impossible for people to stink so much.
Although the blasphemous power of demons is the most filthy power in the Western Universe and the gathering of all evil at this time, often only the breath of the lowest-level demons is so turbid and smelly, while the breath of high-level demons
They are often very pure, they become messengers of original sin, and every move is a temptation.
Everyone is a top idol among high-level demons. They are more beautiful than angels and are more popular.
Therefore, if we look at this pattern, it seems that Yin Zhenaki, who is so stinky, can only be regarded as the lowest level evil demon. Her path has gone astray.
Moreover, it doesn’t matter if you don’t know how to be a demon. After all, you are an immortal, so it’s normal for you not to understand demons. However, why is your Buddhism so crooked?
Dorothy looked at the majestic-looking evil Buddha and shook her head.
She finally understood what was originally locked in this dungeon.
They are all hundred ghosts and witches, and they are also the materials for Yin Zhenaki to cultivate the true form of the evil Buddha.
But why in the world are there such idiots who specifically run to the opposite side of the finish line?
It's better to stay away from such idiots, stupidity is contagious.
The otaku witch thought with disgust.
No wonder she didn't like this guy at first sight.
Opposite him, Yin Zhenaki's face turned gloomy after being rejected.
"How dare you reject me? How can you reject me? A new saint who has not grown up is nothing. He should listen to the arrangements of a superior like me."
The Japanese general was a little angry, but she just thought about it in her heart and didn't say it out loud.
And the person who spoke like this was actually Dorothy across from me.
There's nothing I can do about it, everything this guy is bad is basically written on his face.
Seeing Yin Zhenaki's eyes becoming more and more gloomy, the otaku witch became even more excited.
"Okay, okay, don't go through the process. You are really worthless in the final analysis, but it fits my stereotype of old people in power in my childhood. It's my fault that I push an old guy like you so hard."
What do you expect from something that doesn’t exist?”
Dorothy yawned, then put away the sky and clouds in her hands.
The oiran lady is very fragrant, so it's better not to let the old man foul the knife.
Moreover, there is no need to use a knife to deal with this kind of garbage.
She directly released the demon sword from its liberated state, and fell from the peak of magic power just now to the body of that little witch.
"I really don't know why you have the guts to show your half-hearted calligraphy in front of me since you know I am a saint. Do you look down on me, or do you think too highly of yourself? Anyway, since you all say that I am a saint, then
Just experience the authority of the saint."
Dorothy said helplessly.
So, the next moment, the demon Buddha collapsed and Taiyi woke up.