A strange, indescribable feeling rippled in Zhou Qing's heart. After dividing into two incarnations, the little bit of true spirit hidden deep in his soul suddenly felt much clearer. The demon king Bo Xun was so black and big.
Cutting through the space, the earth-shaking power of the Monkey Ruyi Golden Cudgel and the magical power that shattered countless voids seemed to slow down, allowing Zhou Qing to clearly estimate the conspiracy. It was very clear and transparent, just like that
The luminous pearl covered with a thick layer of grass ash was suddenly inserted with a rag. Although it was not clean, it immediately emitted light.
Kill the fighting instinct so that it cannot control itself. A living being has a little bit of true spirit. Since it is born, it is contaminated with many thoughts. Where it comes from and where it goes is like a pearl covered with dust. Mysterious and mysterious, Gong Gong and Zhu Rong are both.
As an ancestral witch, the desire to fight is too strong. After Zhou Qing summoned him, the consciousness scattered in the universe combined with Zhou Qing, and naturally merged together and became inseparable, making Zhou Qing's little bit of true spirit covered with dust.
more and more.
After all, it is not the strength that he has cultivated through hard work. The movement of heaven has advantages and disadvantages. Now, once he is killed, it is like the clouds are clearing and the sun is shining, and the pearl is washed away. Zhou Qing even vaguely felt the mystery of the movement of heaven, but when he felt it carefully, it was
It's like looking at flowers in the fog, hazy and unclear, as if there is a veil in front of the eyes, unable to see the clear variables of heaven, good or bad, good or bad, these thoughts and feelings are running rapidly in Zhou Qing's heart, but they are like lightning and flint.
A billionth of a moment.
The heart is always at ease like floating clouds, and the mind is like flowing water. When the clouds disperse, the vast moon will appear in the sky. When the water dries up, the bright pearl will appear. Although the clouds and water are good, they are just obstacles that blind the bright moon. If the clouds and water do not disperse, how can you see the bright moon?
Pearl.
The thought of good and evil is like the clouds and water. If the clouds don't disperse and the water never dries up, how can you see the bright moon and the bright pearl? If you don't kill good and evil, how can you see yourself clearly? If you don't see yourself clearly, how can you predict the changes in the way of heaven?
?Zhou Qing now understands that the path to realizing the Hunyuan Dao Fruit mentioned by Taoist Wukong: "It's difficult, it's difficult, it's really difficult!" Even if he kills the thoughts of good and evil, he still has himself, and he is still in the movement of heaven.
, after countless calamities, it still turned into ashes.
The Demon King's sickle was coming towards him. Zhou Qing could see clearly. He could see clearly. If he was not blinded by the evil thoughts of fighting, his true spirit would certainly be clear. He held the Donghuang Bell and swung it, hitting the edge of the sickle directly. Although his wrist was struck by the huge force of the sickle.
He was numb from the shock, but the Demon King's sickle was swung away by Zhou Qing in one fell swoop.
Zhou Qing's power is far inferior to that of the Demon King, and his magic weapon does not have the advantage. However, the trajectory of the Demon King's sickle is vaguely grasped by Zhou Qing. When the new power is not born and the old power is not broken, he strikes at the weakest place in one fell swoop, facing the Demon King.
When it came to fighting the monkey, I didn't really care about Zhou Qing, but Zhou Qing was thick-skinned and couldn't kill him for a while. However, he kept moving the sickle from above Zhou Qing's head, looking for opportunities, and the only way to kill Zhou Qing was to parry.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Qing suddenly showed off his power, and Diran saw the trajectory of his sickle clearly and knocked himself back. This surprise was a big deal. The Demon King quickly feinted a shot, jumped out of the circle, and made another plan.
The Demon King had just jumped out of the circle and walked north when suddenly an ordinary-looking Zhou Qing appeared on the northern sea. He had the head of a python, two black dragons on his feet, and a big blue python in his hands. He was still yelling: "Brother Taoist, don't you?"
Hurry, let me help you capture the Demon King."
The Demon King was frightened and walked to the west. He saw a big man with flaming red scales all over his body, stepping on two fire dragons, with the head of a beast and the body of a beast, with two fire snakes pierced in his ears. He roared in his mouth and shocked the world. His voice was rolling, and he was also shouting:
"Devil King Xiu is gone, you can't escape today with your wings! Capture him quickly, lest your life be ruined!"
The Demon King was furious: "How capable are you? How dare you make such arrogant words and turn your body into powder." After that, he took the big knife and chopped it.
"I am Zhu Rong, I want you to know how powerful I am!" Zhu Rong did not dodge and grabbed the knife with his hand. The devil cursed: "You are a beast who doesn't know whether to live or die!"
The hand knife was handed over, and the sparks soared into the sky. The Demon King cut Zhu Rong open with one knife, and then used another knife to get it. Zhu Rong fought hard, knowing that he was not as strong as the Demon King. He was just swimming around, and when he grabbed it in his hand, he was forced into the water.
A flaming euphorbia was caught in the curtain and started to dance. Billions of tons of sea water were evaporated into white gas, and then turned into heavy rain and fell.
The raindrops were the size of millstones. Before they fell into the sea, they were evaporated again and rose to an altitude of millions of feet. They were blown by the cold wind and fell again. The cycle continued, and it was extremely spectacular.
"Oh my God!" Bai Qi snatched the demon mirror from Taoist Mosquito's hand and shined it down to make himself see more clearly. After seeing Zhu Rong's martial arts skills, even as a great witch, he couldn't help but tremble all over. He held the mirror in one hand and
He was dancing wildly with the Killing Divine Sword in one hand. The cold light was deep and the sword energy was everywhere. Taoist Mosquito was unprepared and a section of his Taoist robe was cut off. He was so angry that he trembled all over, but he didn't dare to go up and argue. He knew that Bai Qi was a lunatic.
There is no reason at all, and he can't be beaten to death. Although Taoist Mosquito is better than him, he will inevitably lose some glory when fighting.
Bai Qi was defeated by Yang Jian last time, and felt very uncomfortable. Because he had been trapped for two thousand years, his skills were exhausted to the extreme. He has only recently recovered and has made progress compared to two thousand years ago. But when he wants to seek revenge from Yang Jian, he
There is no certainty, and Gonggong Zhurong, who was separated from Zhou Qing, is of Pangu blood, born for fighting. Although his strength is not one ten thousandth of what it was at its peak, when fighting alone, even if Yang Jian has great skills, he will not be able to escape defeat.
Of course Bai Qi has to learn a little bit.
In a silent battle, in an instant, the flaming halberd was chopped into pieces by the Demon King's sword thousands of times, but it still condensed into shape. In the eyes of others, it was just a handover of weapons, but Zhou Qing could see clearly that this method had changed his own
It cannot be used. Although Zhu Rong is not as powerful as the Demon King, his techniques are exquisite and his martial arts are strong. In an instant, the two have fought thousands of times, and the Demon King has not taken any advantage.
But after all, he was not strong enough. After a moment, the Demon King once again shattered the flame halberd, slashed Zhu Rong's chest with a knife, and knocked Zhu Rong down in the water. The Demon King wanted to be cruel again, using the knife with all his strength to cut off the head.
Gonggong rushed up and shouted: "Repair my Taoist brother!" He condensed a thick water column into a spurge. The two of them had one water and one fire, but the weapons were the same, and they stabbed the devil king hard on the back of his neck.
Come.
The Demon King was shocked, and suddenly two fierce men appeared out of nowhere. Their strength was not bad, but in the hand-to-hand combat, even he was no match. There was no armor on the back of his neck, but it was difficult to resist the opponent's weapons, especially
This seawater spurge, in the devil's opinion, is far more powerful than the flame spurge just now. In the water, it was originally Gonggong's territory.
The Demon King here turned around to fight Gonggong, and Zhu Rong also got up. In the sea, he was indeed a little worse than Gonggong, but the impact was not big. The Demon King's knife just now did not cause any harm to him, but that
The huge force made him feel very uncomfortable, and he almost fainted. The devil attacked with all his strength, but he couldn't stop it.
The two ancestral witch clones held the Demon King back. It's a long story, but it actually only lasted a few breaths. The monkey and Zhou Qing also surrounded him, wrapping the Demon King in the center, and beating him randomly. The Demon King had no way to go to heaven.
With no way to go, gradually becoming weak, with only the ability to parry, but no ability to fight back, Gonggong and Zhu Rong were chopped out, and the number of battles increased tenfold. They were no longer the incomprehensible demons, but the Zongheng
The ancestral shaman of the Three Realms, and the mighty Emperor Gouchen.
The Demon King roared again and again, and finally lost his temper. He revealed his true form, with a thousand hands, each holding a weapon. They were all pitch-black weapons. These were not illusions, but real ones that had been polished for hundreds of millions of years.
Blood Sea Nether Iron, the Demon King is different from Zhou Qing. He has lived in the Nether Sea of Blood for thousands or hundreds of millions of years. An ordinary magic weapon has become extremely powerful after being polished for such a long time.
Nao's big hand holds a sickle, and the other three hundred hands are fighting Zhou Qing, Gonggong, and Zhu Rong. In front of him are seven hundred hands fighting monkeys. The body is spinning around, countless spaces are being disrupted, and five people are wrapped in the middle.
, now, even the demon mirror can no longer be seen.
Zhou Qing secretly said: "Where are there so many meat heads!" Although the Demon King has many hands, they are all meat heads. Although it delays the time, the fate of failure is still inevitable. It is just a matter of sooner or later.
The Mosquito Taoist and Bai Qi sighed secretly. They were fighting tooth and nail now. They missed the best opportunity. They might have gotten an advantage if they went down to fight sap earlier. Now if they go down now, they will be cannon fodder. However, the two of them are
With a relaxed look on his face, I am afraid that the winner will be decided within a few hours. It will not be too late to go down then. There are so many treasures on the Demon King that the Mosquito Taoist even secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the three-color brilliance of his body flashed.
Moving, passing through the thick clouds, and descending into the thunder and fire layer, Bai Qi naturally followed.
The battle between the guests of the East China Sea was so loud and fierce that everyone ignored the blood cocoon on the main peak of Huaguo Mountain. After fighting for nearly three days, the blood cocoon swelled to the extreme, as if only
If you stretch it any wider, this blood cocoon will burst.
Zhou Qing held the bell against the sickle and smashed it hard. The demon king counterattacked and struck with his hands flying in the air. Swords, forks, hammers, and other strange weapons were thrown down. They were all blocked by Gonggong and Zhu Rong, or
Using his body to borrow force, the demon king divided into thousands of hands, and his power was dispersed accordingly. He had to use most of his power to deal with the monkey. Of course Gonggong Zhurong was not afraid, but the sickle was sharp, so Zhou Qing held the bell to resist it, and the sickle was
It was an innate spiritual treasure, and the demon king's skill was very high. Although Gonggong Zhurong wanted to use his body to resemble it, he saw that his body was as hard as a sickle, but now was not the time to take risks, so he gave up the idea.
The Demon King secretly groaned in his heart. It turned out that the Styx Cult Patriarch woke up from the pool of reincarnation in the Sea of Blood. As soon as he found out that the red boy had a connection with the Witch, he started to think about recruiting a son-in-law. Little did he know that Wukong had plotted against him.
, the monkey also killed one of his incarnations. He has 480 million incarnations. It’s not a big deal if one is missing. In addition, as long as the Netherworld Blood Sea is still there, it is not difficult to give birth to another one.
But he had only been defeated by Sakyamuni Buddha in his life. This monkey was still his junior. How could he swallow this bad breath? After a calculation, he knew that Taoist Wukong was on par with him. If he came alone, he could not get any favors, so he
The Demon King was brought over, and the Demon King held the monkey. He used his magical power to lead the 480 million Blood God Sons to trap Wukong and the Fighting Victory Buddha together. He did it himself, so he was not afraid that he would not be able to kill the Taoist Wukong.
And the fact is indeed the case. Although Huaguo Mountain is powerful, after all, the only powerful one is Wukong. Only those demon soldiers can defeat the heaven. To deal with the Asura Demon King, it is simply to use ants to trample the elephant. No matter how many demon soldiers are used, it will be in vain.
"Why hasn't the patriarch killed Wukong yet? I'm about to run away!"
The Demon King naturally has the means to escape. It is possible to defeat him with just the few people in front of him, but to kill him, I am afraid that except for Sanqing Taoist Master, Zhunti, and Buddha, these four people can easily kill him, even if they can kill the monkey.
He doesn't have the ability. If he could be killed so easily, the great Asura Demon King would have been captured by Buddhism as a slave, and would not be able to show off his power now.
Monkey and Wukong defeated the Buddha in a fight. Naturally, they felt something bad. They held sticks in both hands and danced more and more anxiously. However, the Demon King was guarding tightly. There was nothing he could do. Zhou Qing smashed the Demon King's back armor in one minute, and the Demon King was furious.
, all the weapons avoided Gonggong Zhurong and struck at Zhou Qing together. Zhou Qing couldn't resist. Although he was mostly swinging away, he was still hit by several mountain-sized hammers on the front door. He fell into the sea and was waiting to climb out.
When I got up, my nose was bruised and my face was swollen. Fortunately, it was a python head, so I couldn't see it clearly, but I also felt a burning pain that made me cry.
Now not only the Demon King was furious, but Zhou Qing was also furious. He spread the five-color divine light and tried to capture the Demon King.
"Even if you can get out and restrain yourself, you will always have a flaw when you come out. The monkey will hit you on the head and beat you to death?" Zhou Qing thought to himself.
As expected, the Demon King was not fooled. Anyway, as long as Zhou Qing spread the five-color divine light, he would sacrifice the Shura flag. Black lotuses emerged from the black light. Even if he did not let the divine light come down, Zhou Qing still had no choice. The monkeys in front finally succeeded and a group of them beat him up.
After breaking off dozens of the devil's hands, the devil cried out in pain, retracted his hands and weapons, and still returned to their original appearance, resisting the monkey.
On the distant mountain peak, in the blood cocoon, a golden light suddenly shot out, rushing straight towards Dou Mansion, followed by a Buddhist chant, and countless golden lights leaked out from the blood cocoon. The entire blood cocoon suddenly exploded, and then hundreds of millions of
Thousands of golden lights, goddesses scattering flowers, and celestial dragons surrounding them are like Amitabha Buddha preaching in bliss. The immeasurable light illuminates the entire grey, blood-drenched world.
The peak of Huaguo Mountain is hundreds of miles in size. There is one person on each side of the north and south. The person on the south is Taoist Wukong. He was originally wearing a Taoist robe, but now it is in tatters. Even the straps of the robe are cut into several pieces, and his expression is not as good as before.
Okay, but still smiling. If you look closely, it seems that you have no expression. On your head, there is a golden cloud with fish scales the size of half an acre. On top of the golden cloud, a lotus appears. On the lotus, a golden lamp is held. In the light of the golden lamp, a Buddha appears.
, towering between heaven and earth, the infinite light dispersed everything.
To the north sits an old man, wearing pure white Taoist robes, but his eyebrows and beard are snow-white, dragged down to the ground, like Wukong. There is a blood cloud on the old man's head. On top of the blood cloud, sits a blood god, the same size as Buddha, with 40,000
Eight thousand arms appeared behind the back, shaped into weird shapes.
Compared with the Blood God and Buddha, even Gonggong, Demon King, Zhu Rong, Monkey, and Zhou Qing's magical powers of Dharma, Heaven and Earth feel insignificant.
The Demon King was stunned, and suddenly took the opportunity to point the Shura Flag, wrapped it around himself, rushed out of the circle, and ran away. Zhou Qinghou did not chase him, and his mind had long been attracted by the situation on the mountain. Relatively speaking, the Demon King was of secondary importance.
Already.
It was also the first time that Zhou Qing saw the appearance of the Patriarch of Styx. Except for his slightly longer beard and eyebrows, he was an old man with a very ordinary appearance. There was nothing special about him. His snow-white hair was tied into a bun with a jade hairpin.
, nothing surprising.
The blood light of the Blood God was completely dissipated by the Buddha's light, and only the main body remained motionless. The Styx Cult Patriarch laughed twice, coughed repeatedly, and coughed up blood from his mouth and nose, which splashed onto the snow-white robe and stained it with peach blossoms.
The monkey was not happy and became angry. He looked up to the sky and screamed. He raised the stick and thrust it into the clouds. Bai Qi and Mosquito Taoist were shocked and dodge quickly. However, they were swept away by the monkey and turned into a gourd rolling on the ground. Fortunately, they were not injured and hurriedly evaded.
He ran back to heaven.
The monkey swept Taoist Bai Qiyu away, and he fought up to the mountain. He raised his stick to hit the Patriarch, but was gently grabbed by the Blood God and could not be beaten down. The Patriarch of the Styx coughed again, getting more and more urgent, as if he was coming back in one breath.
If you don't come here, you will die soon.
Good! Good!
I have gone through countless calamities.
Passed ten trillion Buddha lands.
I have gone through countless calamities.
There will be no obstacles for the countries in the ten directions.
I have gone through countless calamities.
There are as many Buddhas as there are grains of sand in the Ganges River.
I have gone through countless calamities.
In this way, I will be reborn in the Pure Land of Glazed Glass in the future.
Good! Good!
Supreme, profound and perfect enlightenment!
Good! Good!...
The Dou Victorious Buddha slowly recited some words. Zhou Qing could hear them clearly at first. Finally, the voice became smaller and smaller, more mysterious and inaudible. As the voice became smaller and smaller, the Buddha's figure gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared.
For the nine relics, Luo Jiang came down and appeared in the light of the golden lamp above Wukong's head.
The Patriarch of the Styx Sect laughed again, and the blood god dispersed, turning into a shadow of blood that filled the sky, wrapping up the Patriarch.
The ancestor of the Styx Cult also disappeared, and the sounds of laughter and coughing could still be heard faintly.