Shi Yaxian of the Malafo Islands looked at the Manjusri Bodhisattva in fluttering white clothes and felt happy in his heart.
Manjushri Bodhisattva almost told Shi Ya Xian bluntly that there are big monsters in Lingshan, and many of them are big monsters with Buddhahood. And you have helped the monsters, so Lingshan will not target you.
"Senior Brother Xin, are you here?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in the void.
Shi Yaxian hurriedly raised his head and saw Jian Wuqi in black clothes in the void, and he was immediately overjoyed.
"Wuqi, it's me, come down quickly."
"Whoosh," a smooth sword fell from the sky and came to Shi Yaxian.
"Bodhisattva?" When Jian Wuqi's pale face looked at Manjushri Bodhisattva with fluttering white clothes, he was suddenly startled. A red green sword appeared in front of him to protect the Lord.
"This is Manjusri Bodhisattva from Lingshan Mountain, here to help us. Hurry, Satan wants to seize the bodies of Huang San and Wu Qi. Let's kill Satan's soul first." Shi Yaxian hurriedly moved towards Jian Wuqi and said eagerly.
When Jian Wuqi heard the words, he was stunned for a moment. He took a closer look at Manjushri Bodhisattva, but found that on the body of Manjushri Bodhisattva, there were pure Buddha lights flowing, which seemed to have a pale yellow aura of ancient origin. He couldn't help but
I was shocked.
This world-famous Manjushri Bodhisattva is really powerful. His origin state is such a far away state.
"Sword Master, you have come just in time. Only the sword fighting spirit you have condensed in the thirty-sixth level of Shura Purgatory can specifically restrain this spirit. Once you come, Satan will not be far from the end."
"You know this? You are indeed worthy of being one of the top ten Bodhisattvas."
Manjushri Bodhisattva smiled slightly and said: 'Our Samantabhadra Bodhisattva in Lingshan cultivates the Great Way of Prophecy, so there are some things that cannot be hidden from him.'
Jian Wuqi was stunned again when he heard this and looked at Shi Yaxian.
Shi Yaxian shrugged and said that their strength is beyond our comparison.
Jian Wuqi nodded. Indeed, these Bodhisattvas have been practicing for countless epochs. How can they compare to Xin Xiaoqi and himself, who have practiced spiritual cultivation for less than a hundred years?
"Fight, fight, fight."
Jian Wuqi's three fighting souls let out earth-shattering roars from their mouths, arousing endless fighting spirit and appearing in Huang San's sea of consciousness.
But in the sea of consciousness, suppressed by Manjushri Bodhisattva's causal threads, weakened by Shi Yaxian's awe-inspiring righteousness, and in the process of saving people's longitude, Satan could not move at all and looked at the sword 573 battle spirit, and couldn't help but feel in his heart
Ashes.
"Spare your life, all great gods, please spare your life. I will withdraw from Huang San's sea of consciousness right now. I beg you to be noble and spare my life."
Shi Yaxian snorted fiercely in his head: "It's late, why did you go early?"
Jian Wuqi's fighting spirit did not answer, but snorted coldly: "Behead."
A ray of sword light appeared in Huang's sea of consciousness, and it seemed to have the meaning of protection and the sword intention of God to bless all souls, and it suddenly slashed at Satan's soul.
This sword light seemed to fly in front of Satan's soul in the blink of an eye. Satan's soul, at the critical moment, suddenly and automatically emerged with endless fiery red demonic flames.
"Huhu," this fiery red magic flame seemed to be able to burn everything, and it actually burned away Shi Yaxian's awe-inspiring righteousness bit by bit.
"Boom," the sword light of Jian Wuqi's battle soul roared in and struck hard on Satan's soul. Suddenly, there was a roar in the sea of Huang San's consciousness.
Amid the roar, streaks of fiery red demonic flames danced and rippled in the sea of consciousness, falling into the river of Huang San's spiritual thoughts. The green smoke actually emitted and burned Huang San's spiritual thoughts.
Each one is empty.
"Haha, although your sword light is powerful, it doesn't seem to be able to harm me." Satan's voice sounded happily in Huang's sea of consciousness.
Jian Wuqi's fighting souls were startled, and all looked at Satan. With another roar of "fight, fight, fight", a sword struck out again.
I saw that this sword light seemed to contain a lot of negativity.
Ghost energy, murderous energy, resentment, blood energy, corpse energy, the sword of Jian Wuqi, like a colorful cloud, slashed hard at Satan's soul.
Satan regained his soul and looked at this beautiful sword. There was no fear on his face, but on the contrary, he was a little happy.
"Boom," another roar sounded in Huang San's sea of consciousness, but this sword, instead of cutting open Satan's soul, seemed to solidify the fiery red magic flames on Satan's soul.
"This? Could it be that Satan can absorb all negativity to strengthen himself?" Shi Yaxian looked at this scene and said with some disbelief.
"Haha, you just know. Thank you for your gift. It turns out that you suppressed me in this sea of consciousness as a gift." Satan gained his soul and seemed to be extremely happy and laughed.
Jian Wuqi was startled. He didn't expect that Satan was not afraid of these five negative energies at all.
However, I wonder if Satan likes the thirty-sixth floor of purgatory?
Suddenly, countless green swords appeared in Huang San's sea of consciousness.
These countless green swords, driven by the three fighting spirits of Jian Wuqi, seemed to be cutting out the thirty-sixth level of Shura purgatory with one sword.
Since sparring with Shura King Peng Deng, Jian Wuqi has been studying the sword technique that Peng Deng said about thirty-six swords to reappear in purgatory. But he has never had any clue. When he saw Satan today, Jian Wuqi was very
Want to try it eagerly.
"Boom, boom, boom," in an instant, five, seven hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine green swords flew around Satan's soul, and struck out with a fierce sword strike.
Shi Yaxian looked at these green swords and said strangely: "Where do these green swords come from? It seems that the land of chaos also uses these, but I don't know the quality."
Manjusri Bodhisattva smiled slightly and said: "These green swords were all forged by the Divine Court in the past. Your chaotic land was also passed down by the Divine Court. The quality is indeed surprisingly good, equivalent to high-level spiritual products. One step away is the acquired spiritual treasure, which is
The weapons of the divine army."
"Oh?" Shi Yaxian looked at these green swords for a moment, and was a little stunned.
I saw that in the thirty-six levels of purgatory constructed by this sword, ghost energy, murderous energy, resentment, blood energy, and corpse energy emerged one by one, including Po Yazhi and Luo Qituo who were on the twenty-eighth level.
, Bhimazitara, Rahu and other Shura kings appeared one by one.
These thirty-six levels of purgatory shrouded Satan's body. Not only did Satan not suffer any harm, but he was overjoyed. These ghost auras and corpse auras were undoubtedly a great tonic, making Satan happy.
However, those Shura Kings made Satan feel a little afraid.
When Shi Yaxian saw this scene, he was a little surprised and said: "This, this is not very good."
Manjushri Bodhisattva smiled slightly and said: "The small river flows to the big river, but the position of the big river is lower. If the position of the small river is lowered and the river channel is spread, it is also very easy to flow the big river to the small river."
Shi Yaxian suddenly looked at Bodhisattva with bright eyes and said, "Can Bodhisattva make this energy pour back into Wuqi's body?"
"This needs your help. Every time Satan gathers the sword master's energy, his whole body will definitely let go. At this time, you need to continue to slow down time."
"Okay," Shi Yaxian heard the words, and green rays of light emerged from his arms.
"Huhu," the green divine light of time shrouded the immobile Satan. Suddenly, Satan's spirit body absorbed the energy of Jian Wuqi and was clearly visible.
I saw these five colors of negative aura, and the moment they came into contact with the body of Satan's soul, the fiery red devil flame seemed to be a person, opening his arms and happily welcoming Xiang Jian Wuqi's ghost aura, corpse aura, etc.
At this moment, a pure Buddha's light came with a bang.
The fiery red demonic flames with open arms threw themselves into Jian Wuqi's thirty-sixth level of purgatory.
Satan, who could not move, looked at all this in horror, opened his mouth wide, and wanted to speak. Under the green light of time, his mouth opened wide, but no note came out, and nothing could be said.
I don't know how much time passed, but the demonic flames on Satan's body became thinner and thinner, while the shadow of Jian Wuqi's thirty-sixth level of purgatory became more and more solid.
After an unknown amount of time, the fiery red demonic flames on Satan's soul seemed to have completely disappeared.
As for Satan's soul, although it is huge, it is like a hedgehog. After removing its hard shell, it becomes extremely weak.
Not only that, in Jian Wuqi's thirty-sixth level of purgatory, he was trembling, as if the thirty-sixth level of purgatory had affected his soul. His soul was filled with endless fear.
"Nothing more than that!"
Jian Wuqi shouted angrily, and the three war spirits all opened their eyes, and swords were shining in their eyes.
“The big cut!”
With a rumble, the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine green swords burst out with thirty-two million sword lights.
Shi Yaxian looked at these 32 million sword lights and murmured: "A small world, one cutting sword light? Is this Wuqi a nuclear weapon?"