The saying "Man is not as good as God" could not be more appropriate when applied to Cheng Yan.
At the same time, he was also very frustrated.
Cheng Yan really wanted to ask Xiang Que, is your nickname called Variable?
Why are there such endless variables in your body?
From the ancestral mountain of Emperor Dongyue that flew out of Xiang Que's Taoist world, to his powerful spiritual consciousness, and his escape all the way, and finally to Xiang Que actually summoning the golden body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, all these
The variables make it a bit overwhelming for diagenesis.
What's even more rare is that he really doesn't know what method Xiang Que used to bring all the fighting souls from the following levels of hell to the tenth level of prison.
You know, in the Eighteen-Level Hell Secret Realm, Chengyan's judgment of himself is that it will end after reaching the eleventh level. If he is a little more sure, he can survive until he reaches the twelfth level.
Because he was absolutely unsure of the fighting souls in the next few levels of hell, especially the sixteenth, seventeenth, and eighteenth levels.
At this time, he estimated that the fighting spirit summoned by Xiang Que must be at least around the fifteenth level.
Cheng Yan was so filled with hatred that he estimated that, let alone capturing Xiang Que now, whether he could save his life was another matter.
After several war spirits filed in, they all rushed towards Chengyan and immediately surrounded him.
Cheng Yan had no time to worry about Xiang Que, so he had to use all means to resist these fighting spirits, but suddenly he found that his estimate was in vain. This fighting spirit was not afraid of his various attack methods at all.
It seems that I am immediately immune.
In fact, hundreds of thousands of years have passed since war spirits came from the battlefields of the ancient immortal world. If they can kill them with magic and supernatural powers, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva will not have to suppress them all in the eighteenth level of hell.
If it is there, just clear it directly.
Because it is impossible to obliterate them by normal means, the only choice is to suppress them in hell, and then wear away these souls bit by bit, and finally let their souls fly away.
Cheng Yan opened the Dao Realm with a "swish" and collected all the dozens of fighting souls. Several lines and dazzling light pillars rose up in the Dao Realm, and then formed a cage, locking all the fighting souls in it.
in.
"Boom!" A wisp of hot heavenly fire burned violently in the rocky Taoist realm. Those war souls located in the skyfire seemed to be greatly constrained. They struggled violently for a moment, but seemed to be unable to do anything. Gradually, they
There are one or two figures that are showing a tendency to be refined.
Xiang Que glanced at him, held his handprints unmoved, and continued to recite scriptures.
At the same time, from the openings around the Tenth Level of Hell, several more powerful fighting spirits appeared.
Cheng Yan immediately jumped on his feet and cursed: "Are you crazy? If you do this, you may not be able to live well if I die. If you can't control them, you will end up being torn apart in the end."
Xiang Que sneered a few times on his face, but his men did not stop any action and continued to connect with the fighting spirits in the next few levels of hell, and this time he decided that his game should be bigger.
Cheng Yan gritted his teeth and said: "Let's talk. I won't attack you. We will go separate ways and practice our own practices. How about you collect these fighting spirits?"
"What do you want? If I let you go, who knows if you will suddenly kill me in the future. With your level, if you use your full strength, I may not even have time to take precautions, and you will succeed..."
Cheng Yan shouted excitedly: "I swear, I can swear, I will never have any thoughts of killing you again. Let's just say goodbye, okay?"
Cheng Yan was really scared, thinking that he was lucky to survive from ancient times, and then used a ray of spiritual thought to control this person named Cheng Yan, and since then he has entered Qiankun Mountain, and has been able to practice steadily, and then continue
In the end, he might even have the possibility of entering the Emperor, but who would have thought that he would meet a freak like Xiang Que in the eighteenth level of hell!
In the current situation, it is very likely that he will completely fall into hell because of a mistake.
All the previous survival has become a cloud!
How can it be possible to form rocks without haste?
It is absolutely impossible for Xiang Que to believe him. Even if he stops now, he will definitely not let him go after he emerges from the 18th level of hell.
If a great sage wants to kill him, there are simply too many silent methods.
While Xiang Que remained unmoved, more and more war spirits came out of the cracks, and soon there were at least dozens of war spirits rushing towards Chengyan.
At this time, in the Dao Realm of Chengyan, the cage formed by the heavenly fire is obviously unsustainable, because according to his burning method, the breath consumed is very large, and there is no immortal energy in the secret realm of hell, it is all the way of heaven.
breath.
Cheng Yan can only rely on elixirs to replenish the immortal aura. If he persists, he will soon enter the stage of exhaustion, but the fighting spirits attracted to Que Jie still seem to be endless.
"Crack!" At the same time, the prison in the Chengyan Dao Realm split open in an instant. Several fighting spirits that were not trapped inside suddenly spread out with teeth and claws, and rushed towards the various directions of the Dao Realm, and then began
Biting.
Cheng Yan's expression suddenly changed, and his thoughts were over.
"Swish, swish"
"Swish, swish, swish..." At least twenty fighting spirits from the outside world took advantage of this gap to surround Cheng Yan, directly surrounding him with water, and drowning everyone else.
"No, let's talk about it again. I still have many rare treasures of heaven, earth, materials, avenues, and magical powers. They can all be handed over to you. You can stop now before we have time..."
Cheng Yan roared at the top of his lungs. His breath was now quite unstable. Several war spirits pounced on him, tearing off several large pieces of his flesh and blood.
Xiang Que was unmoved at all. For him, the outcome between the two of them must be a fight to the death. Now that he had the upper hand, there was no point in talking about it, and he was also looking forward to killing him.
How many benefits can he have after becoming a rock? This guy is definitely a treasure house, and he also has a sky fire that Xiang Que needs urgently.
At the same time, Xiang Que didn't notice that Ksitigarbha's Dharma became clearer at this time. After opening his eyes previously, the Dharma's movements became more and more freely, and it looked as if he had formed an independent mind.
His consciousness and limbs are no longer stiff at all.
I don’t know whether this situation is good or bad for Xiang Que. After all, with such a great Bodhisattva, there are many uncertain factors regarding his future.
Time passed slowly, and there was a mournful cry from Cheng Yan. He knew that he was completely at the end of his rope.