The entire War Temple is a huge door. With these cruel and special materials and layout, the six spiritual veins connecting the human path and the Shura path are transformed into a long corridor used by Shura. And the imitation of the Demonic Pestle is the control
The key to the door. The three different Buddha faces have different meanings and functions, controlling the opening and closing of the door. They can call out Shura or Shura from them.
Rakshasa - they are all their companions. It is nothing more than the difference between one who is a good person and the other who is a bad person. Although Shura is usually domineering, he seems to be protecting his family and country and arouses admiration; Rakshasa is
It is a tool for adjustment. When humans and monsters have doubts about Shura's rule, or when everyone is used to living a comfortable life, Rakshasa attacks, tightening everyone's nerves.
In this process, some people were killed, and some Shura or Rakshasa lost their lives, but this was all necessary. It was nothing more than the difference between knowing and unknowing, voluntary and involuntary. They are all pawns, and every war and death are
They have new meanings and are all contributing to the consolidation of political power.
Even if countless people die for it.
"That's too much..." Jun Aoyan tightened her grip on Mo Dao, "So, that old guy... also knows these things."
"No, it's too early to draw conclusions now." Qi Huan quickly stopped her from getting into trouble. "Only when everything calms down can we truly clear away the clouds and see the truth. Any speculations made now are all based on nothing!"
Jun Aoyan nodded and drove all those messy thoughts out of her mind. Then she asked Lord Shuangyue:
"Where is King Shura?"
"That's right." Qi Huan also asked, "Aren't you going to fight her? But where is she?"
"Oh, she...is always over there."
Mr. Shuangyue raised his chin and suddenly gestured to a higher place. On top of the statue of the queen in the center, she stood straight there. From the current point of view, she still looks like Shura, maybe no matter what kind of appearance she has.
It doesn't matter, it's all appearances. The truth is revealed, but she will never allow them to tell it. What's more, her confidants have arrived here and are waiting for her to give orders.
She was holding the hook knife, and there seemed to be fire in her eyes.
Several people felt a chill. She had seen all the fighting and exchanges just now, including the use of Lord Shuangyue's hands and feet. She stood there without saying a word, just watching quietly. She was like a ghost.
"Don't talk too much. You said that Gu's opponent is you. In that case, let's have an upright duel. Let Gu take a good look at whether the person chosen by the Demon-Sealing Blade is strong or shallow!"
She suddenly came over like an arrow without any warning. But her target was clear, and that was Lord Shuangyue. The people around him immediately spread out to avoid having their heads scratched off by the huge hook knife. Although the place to stay was very limited.
,Fortunately, the aura here is light, allowing them to move around the sculptures
Landing on the ground. Lord Shuangyue raised his hand to receive the attack, and took a step back with his left foot at the same time. He still remained motionless after taking the heavy blow with the Demon-Sealing Blade. Black lines began to spread on his arms, and Jun Aoyan thought he had seen it wrong.
.But she took a closer look and confirmed that it was indeed some kind of mark. Could it be a tattoo?
"It's a tattoo." Qi Huan, who was behind her, seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, "The assassin who was famous all over the world a hundred years ago... Although his name is no longer remembered because he became the Impermanence of Six Paths, many people know that he has
He has several dragons tattooed on him. Most assassins would not do this. It is too blatant and easy to be discovered. But since he has long been famous, he must not care about these details..."
As soon as Qi Huan finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that those annoying Rakshasa's were crawling up from under his feet again. One after another, the Rakshasas were clinging to the tall stone sculptures densely. It was reminiscent of the dense snails on the bridge pillars in the midsummer.
, squirming slowly. As soon as Qi Huan jumped, Jun Aoyan immediately swung the Mo knife and chopped off the arm of the Rakshasa closest to Qi Huan.
Liu Shenghan leaped over from the other side.
"It's impossible to kill all these Rakshasa... not to mention the few generals who are blocking us. Unless we cut off their origin."
"It's like bamboo shoots!" Qi Huan stepped on the other's outstretched hand with his heel and crushed it several times. "They popped out of the ground one by one, endlessly!"
"This is the rift... where's the key?"
"What key? Ah - you mean the fake magic pestle?" Tian Ping
They immediately looked at the statue of the Queen. The arc-shaped arrangement made it easy for them to see their target. On the chest of the Queen's statue, where it was connected to the cloak, the fake magic pestle was embedded inside.
"There are three Buddha heads..." Liu Shenghan calculated, "They are probably the rift, the human world, and the place of Shura. We must destroy the key after returning to the living world. But how to correspond... none of us know."
“Get it first and then talk about it!”
Qi Huan reacted quickly because he noticed that the queen's confidants had clear goals and were walking towards the statue of the queen in the center. Qi Huan moved quickly, flying over walls and walls, and quickly mastered the essentials of action here. Unexpectedly
Thinking about it, just after taking a few steps, a huge battle ax suddenly flew in front of him, deeply
It was embedded in the folds of the sculpture, right in front of Qi Huan. The metal rubbed against the tip of his nose, wearing off a thin layer of skin. He slipped and rubbed along the stone wall, finally stopping at the top of the statue.
The arm was too dangerous. If he had moved forward a little further, his whole body would have been split open.
He turned around and looked over and found that it was the weapon of a general. That Shura - no, now, it should be a Rakshasa. His skin was dark gray with a metallic luster, making it difficult to imagine his
How hard is the surface? His hair is dry and curly, as white as burnt cinders, and connected with the short and thick beard, it looks like a strange head.
Lion. He is one of the eight men who is second only to Liu Shenghan's defeated general in terms of physique, because his legs are just like ordinary people, but he is very burly from the waist up. His physique is amazing, as if he is underdeveloped. His shoulders are not big.
Instead of bowing down, he stretches his head forward, with two strong arms curled up on both sides. Judging from this posture, he looks like a ferocious gorilla again.
When he raised his hand, Qi Huan felt that the whole statue was shaking. He looked up and found that the big and heavy battle ax was shaking constantly, struggling to get out of the gap in the stone sculpture. This sculpture is really strong.
, the attack of such a huge and powerful metal could not make it drop any residue. The ax was finally pulled out and quickly returned to the hand of the gray-skinned Rakshasa. But judging from the posture of him raising his hand again, the next round of attacks
It's not like a joke.
Jun Aoyan had given up moving forward in a nearly vertical place, and instead fell directly to the ground. While running, she quickly rotated the Mo knife to clear obstacles. In this environment, the knife became very light, and it seemed to her like
It was just a thin wooden stick. Another Rakshasa general came over to kill him - he was so fast that Jun Aoyan couldn't react and was hit on the base of the statue. She was hit on the back first.
Go up, immediately after
Her head hit the stone, and at that moment she was so painful that she couldn't breathe. Fortunately, she had the previous blow as a buffer, otherwise her head would most likely have been shattered. Before she could adjust her breathing, she instinctively raised the knife and held it in front of her.
In order to resist the grinning Rakshasa, its fangs turned out, revealing a smell of rotten flesh. Aoyan's hands were trembling, and he finally concentrated his strength on his right arm, and suddenly buckled his opponent against the stone.
Aoyan suddenly realized that something was not right. The moment the Rakshasa came into contact with the stone sculpture, it was like being pressed on cotton, and half of his body sank in. Jun Aoyan was stunned for a while, and his hands were not that big.
Although the strength was exhausted, the opponent could not break free. The Rakshasa twisted its body, but it seemed as if it was stuck inside and could not get out. After a while, its entire body completely disappeared into the stone sculpture. Aoyan felt that his whole body was electrified.
Seems uncomfortable.
"He has returned to the world of Shura..." Liu Shenghan's pen tip was stained with the blood of Rakshasa, "Sculptures, the ground...are the tangible things the nothingness over there? Or is it at least partly related to the things here?
The layout is different…”
She seemed to be talking to herself in the second half. At this time, another ferocious Rakshasa attempted to attack suddenly, and a Rakshasa whose appearance was almost the same as it attacked it. This moment like looking in a mirror did make the opponent briefly
Dihuangshen. Taking advantage of this opportunity, they immediately
Qi Huan looked diagonally ahead. His legs were clamped on a stone weapon model, he was holding a stack of paper figures in one hand, and the other hand was brushing it downwards. The paper figures that fell down turned into leaves one after another.
They look like the nearest Rakshasa and attack quickly.
"Fight them all back!"
On the other side, King Shura and Lord Shuangyue were also fighting fiercely. However, in comparison, the king pressed forward step by step, exerting a lot of strength in every move, but there was no consumption, and no one knew where it came from.
With that endless energy, Mr. Shuangyue only resisted, taking advantage of every move, cleanly and neatly, without any unnecessary movements. However, there were often black shadows flashing past his arms and face, and he didn’t know what they were.
reason.
"Shuangyue Lord, draw your sword!"
"Not that much."
"Meeting each other alone is enough to give me face, but you humiliate us again and again, which is really irritating."
"I didn't mean that."
Bai Ya naturally also discovered a way to "invite" the Rakshasa back to the Shura Dao. But outnumbered and scarred, he still chose to escape from the meaningless battle of physical exhaustion. He suddenly joined the showdown between the king and Lord Shuangyue,
The two knives strangled the queen's neck from behind. Lord Shuangyue didn't take action or stop her. He watched Bai Ya use the huge "scissors" to kill her.
Wang devoted himself wholeheartedly to the battle and was unable to guard against it. A large amount of bright red blood poured out from the severed blood vessels. But before Bai Ya could breathe a sigh of relief, he felt something hard - the blade was blocked.
Is it the spine? How could it be? The touch was like another kind of metal or rock, which made his arm numb. If it were an ordinary blade, I'm afraid there would have been a gap at this time. Sure enough, Shura shouldn't be judged by the standards of normal people——
Especially their king?
Wang suddenly threw the weapon up, then grabbed Bai Ya's arm behind him with both hands, and threw it forward hard. Bai Ya hit the ground hard, grinning in pain. At this time, the hook knife fell, and Wang caught it accurately.
He slashed down viciously. He quickly crossed the scimitars and used the intersection point to resist the attack of the hook knife, but he was still stabbed in the side by the long tip of the knife.
It's not deep, at least it's not fatal; it's not painful, because I'm used to it.
"Bai Shaoxia, this is not the behavior of a gentleman." She mocked the person who was pinned to the ground. Then, she stepped on the intersection of the double knives and the hook knife, causing the tip of the knife to pierce deeper. Bai Ya's arms
It began to shake violently, and he could no longer hold it up. He did not expect that this small body would have such weight and strength.
