Become a legend in Hong Kong

In the dark world, red thunder twists and turns. Suddenly, a ray of red light rises into the sky, and the roaring sword energy resounds throughout the world.

Baizhang Sword Light differentiates, one turns into two, two turns into four, four turns into eight...

For a moment, the dazzling red light surged, densely occupying half of the sky, the air flow tore, the cold light filled, the sword energy that blocked the sky overturned the black cloudy sky, making it impossible to calm down and heal for a long time.

"The sword returns in a moment, the divine sword that defeats evil, exorcises demons and subjugates them!"

Suddenly, a sharp air explosion sounded, and the red light in the sky swooped down like the sky was pressing down, shaking the space and washing away the ripples.

Red light enveloped the earth, and in the next second, countless sounds of gold and iron clashed across the sky. Wisps of red sword energy gathered towards the center, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a blood-red giant sword that was more than a hundred feet high.

The sword body roared down, and the sword spirit roared loudly, suppressing the sound of lightning strikes all over the sky in one fell swoop. The unparalleled sword energy surged horizontally, and before it fell, it cut off a layer of the earth.

The hell creatures were too scared to leave and did not dare to stay near the gate of hell for a long time.

Under the red light, the King of Hell calmly looked at the giant sword penetrating from the sky, his purple eyes dyed blood-red by the red light.

Immediately afterwards, the golden starlight dispersed the blood energy, and stars and galaxies evolved in his eyes.

As his eyes moved, the one hundred and eight light points scattered in the surrounding space regained their strength, and their astonishing momentum became one, creating ripples in the sky and causing huge waves.

The river of stars rotated, wrapping up against the sword force. The bright brilliance rotated round and round, erasing the sword force and leaving nothing behind. It was shattered bit by bit, and was crushed to pieces.

The next second, a scorching red light bloomed high in the sky. A huge palm print opened up the cloudy sky, split the air, squeezed the heat wave, stirred up boundless chaos, and crashed down.

The star map crushed the sword's power, and the remaining power continued upward, colliding with the giant palm that covered the sky.

Buzz buzz————

There was no earth-shattering loud noise. At the moment of contact, the wind and waves roared, the air flow rolled, and the two extremely terrifying forces disappeared into nothing at the same time.

It wasn't until a long time later that a roar like a landslide and tsunami came from the distant world.

The King of Hell summoned golden light to protect himself, with an extremely evil look on his face. On the contrary, he gave birth to a holy aura. He frowned and looked at the height of the clouds where Liao Wenjie was, once again curious about the origin of his opponent.

In the eyes of the King of Hell, Liao Wenjie belongs to the top category among the land gods. Although his cultivation is far inferior to him, his methods and magical powers are extremely powerful, which can make up for it.

The strange thing is that these magical powers are pieced together without a reliable system. They are much more difficult than those land gods who practice both Buddhism and Taoism.

Which Buddhist power is reincarnated?

The King of Hell compared several characters and could not find anyone who matched him, but he firmly believed that Liao Wenjie was related to Buddha.

The evidence is very sufficient. The Tathagata Divine Palm move could not be executed without Shakya's personal guidance.

Can't go wrong.

"If you don't want to say it, then let me personally verify it."

The King of Hell waved his hand, and the galaxy opened a path and erased the void, shortening the distance between himself and the sky. With one step, he was thousands of miles away.

After appearing, he appeared not far from Liao Wenjie, punched and palmed continuously, tearing the black cracks into blades, and slammed into Liao Wenjie.

Click!

Rolling ripples criss-crossed the sky, stirring up a mass of paste, squeezing out waves of wails like ghosts and wolves.

Liao Wenjie's clothes were torn, but his golden body was indestructible, and he withstood this blow, which was neither light nor heavy.

"Not bad, little god of hell, you did your best."

Liao Wenjie patted the non-existent dust on his body and silently praised the Buddha. It was worthy of being the golden signboard of Daleiyin Temple. The golden body hammered out by him was indeed of high quality.

"An immortal golden body with such strength..."

The King of Hell frowned slightly, waved his hand and used the galaxy beam to tear apart the space in front of him, pulled Liao Wenjie in front of him, and punched down with his casserole-sized fist.

Liao Wenjie's vision went dark, and he felt that the fist in front of him was condensed with infinite darkness, but also contained countless star points of light. When the fist passed by, the airflow, dust particles, and sounds all stopped, as if time had been taken away. .

Although he was very confident in Buddha's signature, this punch would definitely hurt him. Liao Wenjie did not dare to take it hard, so he put his fist under his belly and turned it into a palm gesture to shoot out.

Fists and palms collided, darkness and red light confronted each other, the turbulent flow of energy spilled shattered the void, boundless darkness twisted in, and the two figures disappeared at the same time.

A few seconds later, there was an explosion high in the sky of hell. The shock wave spread in a circular shape, blowing away the rolling clouds and clearing the black sky.

The two kept their fists touching each other, sensing each other's momentum and looking for a fatal weakness to defeat the enemy.

But after a while, the red light was swallowed up by darkness, the scales tilted, and victory gradually slipped towards the King of Hell.

Liao Wenjie's eyes flashed red, and he looked into the eyes of the King of Hell. The inner demon weaved evil thoughts and desires, causing his purple eyes to dim and lose their highlight.

After a successful attack, Liao Wenjie took advantage of the victory to pursue. A white light rushed out of his eyes, and purple blood exploded in the Hell King's eye socket.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hands continuously, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten palm strikes hit the Hell King's chest, knocking him from the sky to the mortal world.

Before it was over, wisps of red light rose from the ground, condensing a hundred-foot sword body and wrapping the Hell King in it.

The killing sword power condensed and turned into a blood-red crystal coffin, sealing the King of Hell inside, and then crashed onto a mountain in Hell.

Liao Wenjie stood in the air, looking at the coffin from a distance, spreading his fingers and shaking them violently.

"burst!"

Rumble————

The scorching red light waterfall soared into the sky, and the bloody wind and rain spread continuously, overwhelming the sky and rolling in all directions.

In its center, a sudden bright red light persists, like a slowly blooming red lotus, blooming between heaven and earth, using its divine power to smooth away the filth around it.

The bright red light illuminates the mountains and rivers, and the powerful power contained in it can be clearly detected thousands of miles away.

Liao Wenjie took a deep breath and waved his hand to summon a large red light, which swept across the Dingping Mountains and continuously threw mountain peaks towards the withered bloody lotus.

Based on the strength that the King of Hell had shown before, an attack of this level could not harm him. However, as the battle between the two gradually escalated, Liao Wenjie became a little overwhelmed.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Hell King is playing easily and freely, but he is gradually unable to keep up with the opponent's rhythm. In other words, whenever he increases his own rhythm, the Hell King can easily maintain the pressure.

Fortunately, the clone was quite reliable and knew how to help him share the pressure and remove the seals from the whirlpool cracks in the Tokyo area one by one, allowing his strength to gradually approach its peak. Otherwise, this battle would have been over.

boom---

The dark sky pressed down, crushing the bloody light, and a tyrannical will filled the world, suppressing Liao Wenjie's breath.

The space in front of him was shattered, and his body was uncontrollable and dragged by invisible forces, moving towards the flattened mountains.

There, there is a mass of darkness compressed to the limit, constantly swallowing up the mighty starlight. Every ray of star rising and dying contains endless destructive power.

Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly, his body flickered and disappeared, away from the dark area, he raised one hand and summoned a bloody sword.

Click!

Hearing a crisp sound, he twitched his eyes and glanced at the sword body, only to see that the sword body was broken from half of the position, and the fine cracks continued downward, spreading all the way to the hilt.

After all, it is a mortal thing with limited quality. It can kill demons and monsters. Against a strong person like the King of Hell, it has no sharp edge. It can only use the power of the sword as a fire stick.

Liao Wenjie held the Victory Evil Sword tightly, thinking that this sword was increasingly unable to keep up with his own pace. It was urgent to upgrade and he could not delay any longer.

But it's not possible now. Without the Sword of Victory as a carrier, his sword control skills cannot be brought into full play. He just hopes that this sword can last for a while longer.

The breaths were connected, and the Victory Evil Sword sensed the master's expectation, buzzing and trembling in response.

"What, you said you were going to burst, but it doesn't matter, you can still hold on?"

Buzz————

"I knew you could do it."

Buzz————

"Understood, your edge is already thirsty and you need to drink the enemy's blood."

Buzz————

"Shut up, just say you can do it, you can do it, you are not buzzing, there is nothing wrong with you, why are you trembling!"

Liao Wenjie raised his arms, and the Shengxie Sword roared again. At the same time, two more cracks appeared.

After the brief conversation ended, the space in front of Liao Wenjie collapsed, and darkness enveloped him and starlight spurted out, swallowing up his place the moment he retreated.

The King of Hell stepped out of the starlight, and his exploded eye sockets had completely healed themselves. Perhaps it was the supernatural power of the evil demon that made him see unpleasant memories. His evil face was as cold as ice, and his purple eyes revealed murderous intent.

"What are you looking at? If you have the ability to face it head-on..."

Bang!

The King of Hell flashed and moved across. The moment Liao Wenjie raised his sword to block, he smashed the edge of the Shengxie Sword with a punch. The punch's edge continued to hit him hard in the face.

At the same time, he stopped Liao Wenjie's nonsense and beat back the unfinished words.

boom! boom! boom! boom----

A ray of red light flew upside down, penetrating through the vacuum tunnel, carrying shock waves visible to the naked eye, flattening the mountain peaks, rolling away the dust and blowing it down.

The King of Hell stood expressionless, with the five fingers of his left hand spread wide, and with a sudden pull of Shattering Starlight, he pulled Liao Wenjie's escaping figure back in front of him, then formed a fist with his right hand and struck out with a loud bang.

His body shook, and the surrounding space rippled. The ground beneath his feet swayed like water waves, and the ground rose. Countless pieces of gravel were carried by the hurricane and pushed in all directions.

Liao Wenjie flew backwards again, and he didn't know how far he fell and how many mountains he smashed before he stumbled to a halt.

"This punch really hurts..."

Liao Wenjie dismissed the broken sword, stood up with his hands on his slightly swollen cheeks, shook his head to dispel the dizziness, and looked in the direction of the King of Hell with an equally unkind look.

Far away, the King of Hell had repeatedly experienced Liao Wenjie's rough skin and thick flesh, and knew that if he didn't go all out, this battle would never end.

At that moment, without hesitation, his purple eyes transformed into a galaxy, taking in one hundred and eight rays of golden light, and his figure slowly grew in size.

The purple giant is three feet tall, strong and muscular, with extremely masculine beauty. It has a ferocious head and face, fangs in its mouth, and long hair that turns into horns and rises into the sky.

The two golden earrings he originally wore turned into two full-moon golden knives, one held by each hand.

Behind him, the starry Milky Way dimmed, forming a round of meritorious golden light, before the divine power became even stronger.

The King of Hell·Happy to the Dharma of Heaven!

The purple eyes opened, like a bright sun in the sky, with a surging momentum sweeping across the sky, and the overflowing pressure spread to the entire hell. Wherever it passed, everything became silent and the space was roasted into folds.

"No way, this bad guy actually has a golden wheel of merit?"

Liao Wenjie's eyes widened when he saw this. He had already said that even if he did all the bad things, he would gain some merit, and he would no longer be a gentleman in the first place.

boom! !

The King of Hell jumped up and landed in front of Liao Wenjie with a thunderous roar. He said condescendingly: "I am the King of Hell, in charge of a whole realm. I perform my duties well, and the world can learn from them. My merits are immeasurable. Why shouldn't I have a golden wheel of merit?"

"Ah this..."

Liao Wenjie was stunned when he heard the words. It was reasonable. He could not argue. He could only look at the circle of golden windlass with envy, jealousy and hatred, and murmured in his heart.

It's just merit, nothing extraordinary, and he has it too.

On the other side of the system, the evaluation of his merits has been good from the beginning, but until now, this evaluation is just an evaluation, and the amount of merit has never reflected specific effects.

Short name: Useless!

After some thought, Liao Wenjie instantly regained his balance. He conveyed his will and asked the clones in the world to hurry up. He would not hesitate to self-destruct for up to one minute. He wanted to see that all his energy was taken back to his original body.

After the transmission was completed, Liao Wenjie raised his head and showed his big white teeth that were harmless to humans and animals: "Teacher Hell King, the merit you are carrying is so big, what is its specific use?"

Buzz! !

The King of Hell glanced coldly, and slashed down with the golden sword in his hand. The golden light turned into a blade, extending infinitely, filled with the vast and majestic charm of birth and death, and the vastness of all things.

Liao Wenjie's eyes suddenly shrank, he turned his hand and swung out his palm. At the moment when the bloody palm print was cut off by the golden blade, he narrowly avoided the blow.

Behind him, the golden light spread to the end of the world, and anything that stood in its way was split into two.

The earth roared, dust was like pillars, and boundless air waves surged in all directions. The sound was like destroying the heaven and earth. With just one blow, the haze all over hell was swept away.

(`⊙;)

Where is the referee? The opponent committed a foul!

Liao Wenjie wiped the golden blood on his cheeks and hurriedly transmitted the message again. He was joking before. Within thirty seconds, all the clones would self-destruct and clean up the trash within the thirty seconds limit.

If you don't hurry up, the main body will die and everyone will be in trouble!

The golden light struck again, and Liao Wenjie used the technique of small movement in the three realms to dodge. He never thought that as soon as the golden wheel of merit turned behind the King of Hell, a map of the Milky Way would appear.

Standing in it, he felt that the vast universe was boundless, flowers were blooming and falling, and stars were rising and dying in just a flick of his finger. He could not even find a single coordinate that could be transferred if he captured it with his mind.

At this moment, the ripples froze the sky and the earth. Alarm bells were ringing in his heart. He subconsciously wanted to get back his power. Thinking of the hellish creatures still wandering around the cracks and whirlpools, he forcibly resisted this desire to survive.

Boom! !

The golden light tore apart and blood shot out.

As the King of Hell took the trouble to strike down with his sword, the mighty waves of the galaxy rolled, and then were torn into pieces by the terrifying destructive power.

boom! boom! boom! boom----

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Outside the gate of hell, a group of exorcists looked pale, and their faces twitched every time a ray of golden light fell.

Isayama Yomi, who had been sulking before, now looked pale and bit his lower lip tightly, not even noticing the smell of blood emanating from his mouth.

The clone looked at the light screen with an expressionless face, quickly calculated with one hand, and then suddenly crushed the starlight catalog in his palm.

"It's done!"

On the light screen, the Hell King stopped attacking and took a few steps back with confusion. In his sight, Liao Wenjie was lying on the ground, with blood splattering on his golden body. A stone mask was fastened on his face, with a trace of Yin Qi. Pull it out and pour it into him continuously.

The serious injury that should have been fatal, under the nourishment of Yin Qi, healed itself faster than the damage!

"The power of the underworld...how could this happen? Whose reincarnation is it?"

Soon, the distracted King of Hell realized that he had too many distracting thoughts, so he drew his sword and struck with another round of crazy attacks.

This time, the situation was very different from before.

Amidst the roar, the golden blade that stretched across the world was defeated by a beam of white light. Then, a pair of white arms protruded from the dust and tightly clasped the hands of the King of Hell holding the sword.

Four bloody palm prints blasted out at the same time, bombarding the King of Hell, scattering dust and gravel, making the space dim, and flowing into unknown places.

The King of Hell flew out upside down, leaving only a holy white appearance in place. His face could not distinguish between male and female, and there was a bloody vertical stripe on his forehead. He had six arms and was three feet tall.

The Dharma appeared, and the space suddenly changed. The black sky shattered like a mirror, interspersed with bloody beams of light that illuminated hell.

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Author: avocado

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