The turbulent sea of violent flames returned to Fu Dou like flowing water, and turned into a great cloak again as it swung, majestic and majestic.
"Finish cleaning up the small fish."
Xiao Hei twisted his neck bones from side to side and smiled excitedly: "This time I can do some exercise."
The prison that originally trapped Qiu Baifei and the two of them has now become a thorn in the side of Monk Xuan and the demons.
"Oh shit,
"Weird things happen every year, but today we all encountered them."
But when he saw the tall boulder rolling down, a big indigo hand made a long and narrow mark on the stone surface, and used force to pull his body out.
His short white hair was covered with a thick layer of dust. Monk Xuan spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. The unconcealable burnt smell rushed into his nose. He looked around with his eyes, and the situation he saw made his expression gloomy.
There were originally hundreds and thousands of demons and monsters, but most of them were lost at this moment, including many masters of the Taoist and Zhonghe realms who had practiced Taoism for thousands of years. This level of casualties was extremely heavy!
"Before fifteen hundred years after the Buddha's death, the true Dharma did not exist."
Monk Xuan looked over after hearing the sound, his brows furrowed into the Chinese character "Chuan".
I saw a monster covered in charcoal black breathing painfully from its throat, and its subtle whispers were mixed with strange piety: "When the Buddha is alive, he abbots the Dharma, and his status is at the first level."
Not only it, but also many monsters and ghosts who are dying are like this. They are chanting Buddhist scriptures in their mouths, which is especially weird.
"Third-level religious scriptures?"
Monk Xuan listened carefully to identify it, his eyes filled with chills: "Hasn't this thing been swept into the dust of history long ago? When did such a powerful ghost king appear quietly?"
There is no doubt that the reason why all the demons turned into this ghostly appearance is because of the weird black flame, which currently not only has the effect of high-temperature burning, but also seems to corrode the mind.
Quite tricky.
Immediately, he glanced at the violent flame star floating above his head, held his breath as if frightened, and then exploded with Yin Qi.
Monk Xuan's eyes paused for a moment on the hole in the barrier. He tore off his blood-stained and dusty clothes, pinched a spell with a few fingers in an instant, and stared fiercely at Hu Dou.
The ghost king who shouts the realm?
It should be, otherwise it would be impossible to have such power with just one strike.
Monk Xuan himself is at the peak of his screams. He was able to suppress Qiu Baifei and Qiu Baifei for a while, but it was a bit hard to say when faced with a calamity fight.
"Are you with them?"
Hearing this, he saw Xiao Hei's index finger on his right palm hooking towards Monk Xuan, full of sarcasm: "Xiao Zha San, have you said enough nonsense?"
The veins popping out of the corners of Monk Xuan's eyes jumped fiercely, and he ordered: "Kill him!"
Not many ghosts and ghosts survived. The demons from other forces had already stayed away from the battlefield. The dozen ghosts and monsters affiliated with the fist ring looked at each other in disbelief, and finally chose to swarm forward.
In an instant, the surging demonic energy spread like a gloomy sky.
"act recklessly!"
The little black dog's kiss was slightly open, spitting out extremely cold murderous intent.
Violent Flame·Shitulin
Immediately, one after another, violent flame bone trees suddenly rose up from the ground, instantly piercing through the dozens of monsters.
Their wounds burned by the violent flames quickly carbonized, and their expressions were distorted and painful. But within an instant, their faces were strange and showed different expressions, including resentment, greed, and ignorance and chaos.
He actually didn't even have the slightest strength to resist.
Boom!
Monk Xuan seized this opportunity, which was not a chance, and revived the divine form of the deep sand. The Arhat with his flaming beard seemed to be integrated with him. He jumped up high and aimed his trident at Fu Dou.
"Namo la dena, de la ya ya."
In no particular order, Shensha God uttered the fundamental mantra and slapped it away with his palm.
Quicksand·Yellow Spring
The waves were pouring, and the turbid sand waterfall almost reached the top of the dome, covering it heavily with a leering force. The space around Hu Dou was severely distorted, and the huge force of gravity came out of thin air, trying to crush him.
This is interesting.
The overwhelming black sand was reflected in Xiao Hei's eyes, and the swaying flames of violence in the depths of his pupils suddenly brightened. In less than a moment, every muscle containing infinite power was twisted together like steel bars, bursting out with tremendous power.
He took a step forward, and the twisted gravity suddenly collapsed.
Punch!
The turbid sand in the sky suddenly sunk into a huge hole like the sea level, revealing Monk Xuan's face in disbelief. Suffocating fear rushed over his face. His tone was urgent and slightly crazy: "Is there any mistake? It's so perverted!"
Shensha Shensha took off the necklace on his neck and used a knife to cut the green python wrapped around his arm from the head to the tail. The thick and fragrant blood was drunk by the skeleton, and then he threw it towards Fu Dou!
The skeleton flew through the air and suddenly exploded, scattering a pile of crimson blood-like powder.
Yaocha poison.
If you can magnify a grain of powder tens of millions of times at this time, you will find that it is an extremely tiny Yaksha, with a red face and fangs, and fleshy wings on its back, rushing towards the disaster with a bloodthirsty and greedy desire.
The first stage of charging is completed.
The second phase begins!
But he saw that Xiao Hei was wearing a pair of white bone gloves on his right hand. The fist was shaped like a dog's head. There were holes in the center of each finger, and the violent flames like magma lit up the thumb and index finger one after another.
Title: Buddha Thinks of Buddha
It's too late to say it, but it's soon.
A huge light of violent flames instantly rose up from the back of Hui Dou's head, filled with fearless divine light that was invincible. He jumped up and rolled up violent flames all over the sky. He directly used force to break through the narrow passage in the blood mist, and deceived him.
Approaching monk Xuan.
"boom!"
The strong wind howled, and Xiao Hei rushed forward.
Monk Xuan's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes. Seeing Fu Dou dare not dodge and rush towards him, he couldn't help but bared his fangs: "You bitch, you don't even care who's territory this is. There is no way to hell. You insist on breaking in."
Come!"
As he spoke, Shensha Divine Faxiang stepped forward and merged with Monk Xuan. His strong Qi surged again. He stretched out his hand and pointed it at Xiao Hei, and his five fingers seemed to be slowly but urgently clenched.
Killing move!
The scarlet blood-like Yaosha poison exploded one after another in an instant. Each explosion slightly distorted the space. Thousands of explosions instantly overturned the space where Fu Dou was, swallowing him like a terrifying black hole.
At the same time, under the control of Monk Xuan, Zhuo Sha, who had just been broken open by Fu Dou, immediately surrounded him from all directions. Before he could blink, Fu Dou was already in danger.
"The sea of suffering has no end, but when you turn around, you will find the shore."
"The sea of suffering has no end, but when you turn around, you will find the shore."
Every grain of turbid sand seemed to turn into a pious face, swaying and overlapping in front of Xiao Hei. They closed their eyelids, clasped their hands together, and touched their lips up and down to make various sounds.
The horror of Monk Xuan's move to the underworld is revealed.
Xiao Hei stood tall in the void, the great cloak of the violent flames was making a sound, but his expression was unhurried. No matter how the folds of the space collapsed, no matter how the Buddha sang and persuaded, the fearless divine light of the great light of the violent flames remained still.
As the saying goes, if he is strong, let him be strong, and the breeze will blow on the hills.
At this moment, three Buddha images on Xiao Hei's right hand have been lit up. While the Yin Qi in his body is being consumed a lot, unprecedented power is constantly emerging.
"Sure enough, you are destined to be with me. It is truly a blessing."
Xiao Hei lowered his eyebrows and couldn't help but laugh.
For Xiao Hei, a monster like Monk Xuan who is weaker than him but capable of constantly bursting out with killing moves is an excellent experimental subject to test [Buddha Thinks of Buddha]. It can not only test the limits and shortcomings, but also solve possible problems on its own.
Unexpected situations arise.
On the other hand, the so-called Buddha thinking about Buddha is the bloody Buddha's death!
This object is essentially a combination of magical powers and magic weapons, but Fu Dou doesn't like Fu Zhu's combat mode. After a period of exploration and transformation, it evolved into the most suitable one for him.
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