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Chapter 649: Curtain Call (4)

In extremely dangerous battles, those who achieve epiphany and breakthrough are undoubtedly geniuses and geniuses!

It's just that only those who survive can be given this title. No one will remember the names of those who die midway.

Blood Buddha killed many of these people.

The battle became more intense.

Within a square inch, the offensive of fifty-four Buddhas was not bloated, but became more and more fierce. He could advance, attack, retreat or defend. Even if Li Kui used all his knowledge, he would be like a sailboat in a storm, which may capsize at any time.

die!

The scarlet word "death" reflected in Li Kui's mind.

Suddenly, the Blood Buddha and the Buddha took action at the same time. The swastika Buddha seal came suddenly, and the strange Buddha light overflowed. It was vast but could not hide the terrifying evil inside. The surrounding water seemed to be stained with a layer of blood that could not be wiped away.

"I want me to die."

Li Kui's cold eyes were filled with ferocity, and he clicked his teeth:

"Are you worthy?!"

In an instant, the howling storm rushed out from the pores of the seven orifices, blocking the encirclement of the Buddha. The swastika Buddha seal smashed a bunch of flying jade butterflies.

"Is this the only way you can use to escape?"

The Blood Buddha laughed out loud, heartily and wantonly.

He did not deny Li Kui's intelligence. Marrying Dream Butterfly was not something that could not be detected in advance. Li Kui himself was also well aware of this weakness, so every time before he used his magical powers, he would use other techniques to attract the Blood Buddha's attention.

However, the brutality of the fighting seemed to make Li Kui forget the most important thing - that is, the human race bag has collected enough energy to activate the teleportation array and leave!

But suddenly a deep spinning vortex suddenly appeared on the top of the cloth. It spread rapidly with the force of thunder. It only takes ten seconds at most to cover the human race bag. It is self-evident what will happen by then!

"What would you do?"

The Blood Buddha smiled like Maitreya again.

In the last three seconds, he looked to the right as if feeling something, and there was a subtle fluctuation.

Suddenly, the breath of death quietly spread.

"Vikalanta, Amijuduo, Vikalanta, Gamini..."

It seems that countless devout believers are chanting the rebirth mantra, and deafening bells echo from time to time, and they are reborn in the kingdom of desire, the pure land of desire, where an invisible flower of hell blooms.

One hundred and eight Buddhas appear!

"I will give you a chance." The breath of death became more and more intense. The Blood Buddha smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Kneel down and worship the Buddha sincerely. If the Buddha is happy, I will leave your body intact and let your soul stay in this pure land."

If it were in his heyday, the Blood Buddha would not need the blessing of the Rebirth Mantra to increase the number of Buddhas killed. He would have to rely entirely on his own mind to control it. Otherwise, the flaws in this magical power would be too great.

After one hundred and eight, there are one thousand and eighty, just like fighting the Landlord, the Blood Buddha holds the big and small kings in his hands. He doesn't know how to lose after two explosions. The balance of victory has been completely tilted.

However, in just the next second, the sound of "pa--" slapped in the face seemed to be extremely clear.

A vertical mark suddenly enveloped the spreading deep vortex, and the opening of the teleportation circle immediately came to a standstill. The Blood Buddha's face instantly became gloomy and ugly, he turned his head to look at the edge, and blurted out with a trace of surprise: "It's you!"

It was none other than Tang Xiyan who took action.

His voice shook out of the void: "Great Sage, you seem to be surprised."

"Hmph~"

The Blood Buddha couldn't help but sneer several times. Tang Xiyan's body riddled with holes was clearly reflected in his eyes. Countless evil insects were drilling around in the dark "cave".

The old fox has really arranged a lot for you!"

It is simply a fantasy that the evil desires accumulated in the body of the three demons for hundreds of years cannot corrode Tang Xiyan's consciousness. If it were not for the help of Hu Suanzi, he would not believe it even if he were killed.

As soon as he said this, the surrounding atmosphere became strangely silent.

Tang Xiyan's eyes filled with evil spirits "looked" over, but his tone was unexpectedly free and easy: "Why do you think that all this was done by a fool from beginning to end?"

Hearing these words, the Blood Buddha looked obviously stunned: "It's not him?"

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and one hundred and eight Buddha's Killing Stars floated and rotated around him. The artistic conception of the deadness of all things enveloped the human race bag, and he said in a cold voice: "Okay, then you tell me, the Buddha, who knows how to be a demon."

Besides this old fox, who else in the door has this plan!"

There was a moment of silence.

Tang Xiyan said: "Dragon King."

"Dragon King?"

Blood Buddha almost instinctively sensed something was wrong.

After Tang Xiyan said this name, a bad premonition suddenly came to his funeral platform. He looked through the names in his memory and found out that there was no one called the Dragon King in the Demon Hui Sect. He couldn't help but shouted sharply.

:"who is he?!"

"he."

Tang Xiyan's tone became more indifferent: "The great sage who leads all these plans."

At that time, Drought Mother had a conversation with Xia Jinyu, a bird of prey. Everyone thought that the initiator behind this plan was Hu Suanzi, but Drought Mother said: "It's the Dragon King."

In other words, the core figures involved in this plan all know that the Dragon King is the real mastermind, and Hu Suanzi is only a "shield" on the surface this time. Because he is so famous, everyone will subconsciously

Think it's him.

The same is true for the Blood Buddha.

It was even the Dragon King who placed a restriction in the depths of Tang Xiyan's soul.

"Dragon King, could it be..."

The Blood Buddha's eyes rolled around, and then he seemed to think of something, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared behind the Blood Buddha, and the red sky in his hand pierced out like a comet.

Suddenly, Blood Buddha's entire face was smeared with strong murderous intent, and he bit down hard while opening and closing his lips, "Do you think I can't see this little trick of yours?" There was a sudden air explosion, and Fu Zhu circled and attacked.

.

Boom!

The heavy death aura pressed down overwhelmingly.

Li Kui's face was expressionless, and his hand holding the sword was very steady. The momentum of the Chixiao sword suddenly changed, like a roaring wave tens of meters high in the ocean, and thousands of red sword blades crashed into it without showing any signs of weakness.

"boom--"

The moment the sword blade came into contact with Fu Zhu, he saw ashes falling from the sky. The mood of death was overwhelming towards Li Kui. As long as the Buddha beads touched it, Li Kui would fall instantly even if he had great abilities.

!

A critical moment.

The Milky Way that reached the surface of the cloth was pouring and rolling, forcing Fu Zhu to get the last chance. In an instant, a sword edge pierced through the water and approached the Blood Buddha. Its murderous intent made the latter's skin tremble.

"sucker Punch!"

The Blood Buddha smiled ferociously, and the Dharma image of the Buddha behind him opened his hands wide. The evil swastika Buddha seal appeared in the palm of his hand, and he slapped it suddenly towards the middle, intending to crush Li Kui into minced flesh.

Red Sky Water Dragon·Yin Yang Millstone

When the formation started, the sword instantly protected Li Kui's body.

The next moment, the two palms of the Buddha's Dharma image suddenly pressed down on the sword, and the hard metal rang out. One hundred and eight Buddha's death marks came together again from all directions, and the death was already in sight!

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