The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Lu Haochu and a group of company officers opened their mouths slightly, as if they had seen a ghost.

They know that the Zhen Guo level is very strong and has the ability to turn the world upside down. In its heyday, it can even move mountains and fill seas. But the biggest cognition is to transform the gods, and the township level is to transform the gods.

Chaofan has not been made public before, and the aura environment is so barren that without the spirit stone, the cultivation level will decline, and the existence of Huashen is very extraordinary.

It is still true today, but it is not as supreme as before. At least as far as Lu Haochu knew, there were quite a few overseas practitioners of Huashen Taoism, but they recovered too late and did not participate in the early Shenzhou turmoil, thus missing the opportunity to join the game.

Is Zhenuo level stronger than other Huashen? Where is the strength?

There is no way to study this point, and they have seen it today.

Dushi stepped into the Yimen, and wherever he looked, there was black air, mixed with the power of the underworld.

City God's rebellion?

This is the first reaction of crossing the world, because the power of the Yin Division is exclusive to the recognized Yin God, and it is also their greatest reliance. Throughout the ages, it has never been heard that any strong man can borrow the power of the Yin Division without entering the Yin Division.

In addition to the news given by the Shangqing Palace, the death of immortals is related to ghosts and gods. Dushi didn't know these city gods, so he would naturally be a little more vigilant.

In the whole world, the only one who has attained the status of Yin God is the City God.

But they have no reason to rebel, let alone that capital.

"Please come out and see the City God."

The voice of the Buddha who passed the world was so powerful that it faintly shook the black air.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

There was no response, but the black air condensed again, and more incense was mobilized to convert it into black air that could corrode the soul.

With such black energy, I am afraid that even the magic weapon of the golden core stage cannot resist it for a long time.

Black air becomes clouds, and clouds follow dragons.

The black giant dragon is looming, hovering in the palace, it is as tall as a thousand feet.

A dragon chant came from the void, and the giant dragon bent down and rushed down.

"Amitabha."

Dushi chanted a dharma name in a low voice, and the eight-foot-high red Buddha suddenly swelled and turned into a hundred-foot-long giant Buddha, with three heads and six arms, and a thunderbolt in his hand.

With one punch, the powerful force shook the void, engulfing the thunder and destroying all ghosts.

The two collided together, and instantly set off a wave that shook the entire Town God's Temple.

This is not an ordinary temple. Behind the gate of rituals is an incense cave formed by the law of the underworld, which is so strong that ordinary souls cannot shake it.

In other words, the power that erupted from the confrontation between the two has surpassed the category of Nascent Soul, and both sides are not idle people.

From this, Dushi can be sure that the other party is definitely not the City God. The City God of Shenzhou was enlightened by immortals. Although his foundation is strong, he is still young after all, and his foundation cannot be compared with reincarnated people.

Being able to fight head-on without losing the wind shows that the opponent is also a reincarnation.

Since he is not one of his own, he will no longer keep his hand when crossing the world.

The merciful Buddha statue opened its eyes, a fierce light appeared, and the corner of its mouth cracked into a curve that looked like a smile but not a smile.

Fierce, angry Buddha.

"Let's see how powerful the fairy thunder is."

The red Buddha's three heads and six arms moved slightly, followed by a stormy bombardment, and in an instant, ten thousand punches came, mixed with dazzling thunder.

Where the thunder passed, the black air dissipated, and the dragon became smaller with each punch.

And the giant dragon is not without other actions, it mobilizes the power of the underworld, the laws of heaven and earth, and under the blessing, every ounce of force seems extremely heavy.

Especially in the incense, it is like God's help.

The right time, the right place, and the right people are all in place, so even if a genuine Huashen stands here, I'm afraid it won't be beneficial. If the opponent is a spirit or a ghost, it is very likely that they will be suppressed on the spot.

High-level fighting skills are no longer limited to cultivation. Sometimes the geomantic omen of a mountain range can explode with unparalleled power in the hands of a great supernatural power.

But useless.

The core of the Dharma of the Great Thunder Sound is the Dharma of Thunder and the Buddha-nature, which is comprehended from the Dharma of the Small Five Thunders. Unlike other Handan toddler Leifa, it really has a trace of sincerity.

Xiao Wulei's rectification is the pinnacle of immortal attacks.

It is precisely because of the extreme attack that Lei Fa is extremely easy to hurt oneself, and almost no one can learn it. Only by relying on the Buddha's heart to learn the true meaning of crossing the world, and with the great ambition of crossing the world as the bone, can we control this unparalleled thunder method.

Otherwise, you will die if you use it. This is still just a small part of the true meaning of Xiao Wulei's Fa-rectification.

It's hard for Dushi to imagine the power of the full version of Lei Fa.

Zila!

The deafening thunder resounded.

Wherever the light of thunder passes, even if it is the law of the underworld, you have to retreat three feet.

Unable to overwhelm others with power, the two sides can only compete with each other, and the unknown enemy will undoubtedly lose the greatest support.

The Red Buddha soared into the sky, charged up his fist and blasted away the black air, and then grabbed the black dragon involuntarily, and countless black air evaporated in a flash of lightning in his palm.

Under the bombardment of punch after punch, the black dragon became smaller and smaller, and finally completely drowned.

A cold voice came from the void.

"Your Excellency's thunder method is really wonderful, even in the ancient years you talk about, it is enough to be called a great Buddha. But in this underworld, what can you do to me?"

The black air surged again, and the incense burned like a mountain fire. As long as the incense burns unceasingly and the Yin Division does not fall, the Yin God will never run out of strength.

"Why don't you take a step back, you are in charge of your Yangjian pass, and I am in charge of my underworld."

Just make sense if you can't beat it.

"What is yang, and what is yin? Yin and yang are originally one, and the donor has the appearance."

Dushi punched out again, and the shattered Yin Qi did not give the opponent any time to breathe.

"Does the benefactor want to say that the Yin Division is your property? It is the property of the Yin God in Huangquan? The poor monk thinks that the Yin Division does not belong to any one person, but belongs to heaven and earth."

The two questions not only revealed the identity of the other party, but also exposed his thoughts and angered the other party even more.

Enmity that blocks the way cannot be reconciled with a few words.

There was another voice in the void.

"We created reincarnation in ancient times, rationalized the yin and yang of heaven and earth, and extradited all sentient beings to reincarnation. Now we just take back what we should have. Let's see, Your Excellency, whether this Yin Division listens to my law."

The incense burns, and the black air turns into a huge sword and hits.

Dushi propped up the sky with one hand, and blasted away with another punch, his eyes swept around to search for the opponent's breath.

As long as you take a shot, it is impossible to achieve a perfect hidden breath.

"The world of life and death has just started to change. The poor monk does not deny that you have made contributions to the world, but it does not mean that the Yin Division is your thing. The world is like a country, and all living beings are like people. No one has ever contributed to it."

The Yin Division may be established by the gods of the underworld, and they can indeed control the Yin Division. Now it is understandable to jump out to argue for the Dao, but if you want to reason and save the world, there are tens of thousands of rebuttals to the other party.

It is a crime to regard important laws of the world such as the Yin Division as one's own.

If the Yin Division at the beginning was a dynasty, it was created by them alone, and it cannot be separated from them. The underworld that has evolved over tens of millions of years is a modern society, with a complete and distinct system.

There is a difference between the two, not the same thing. Exaggerate one's own merits and ignore the world itself.

"Enjoying the Yinshen fruit status is already a reward, occupying it as your own will destroy the world."

"presumptuous!"

The existence hidden in the dark finally got angry.

As soon as the cave sky darkened, black air rose up like a tsunami and covered the sky and covered the earth.

Naturally, it was impossible to hide his figure due to such a big movement, and Toshi immediately locked on to the other party.

One is wearing a black robe with intricate patterns, reincarnation of life and death, and the appearance of the underworld. The most striking thing is the eighteen layers of hell on the hem.

Among them, the evil spirits wailed, and those who had obsessions and refused to enter reincarnation were punished. The patterns are vivid, as if there really are eighteen layers of hell.

The sixth hall, Prison King, is in charge of the eighteen hells, and is also the prototype of the city king in the legends of later generations.

He is in charge of the big hell of great heat and anger, and has set up sixteen small hells. Anyone who is unfilial in life and makes his parents, Weng, and Gu depressed and troubled will be thrown into this prison.

There are some sources for the saying about hell, but the last sentence belongs to later generations and was made up by the secular ruling class.

The Yin Division has always punished those who do not want to enter reincarnation, regardless of whether the opponent is good or bad, and for whatever reason, they must be punished.

Sentence itself is a kind of compulsory cancellation of account.

The other party's information came to Dushi's mind, the information that the government spent a lot of money to buy.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is obsessed with obsession, and the poor monk has no choice but to send the benefactor into reincarnation."

If you can't agree with your mouth, you can talk about it with your fist.

Du Shi and Prison King let go of their hands and feet and fought together. The two sides moved around in the cave, and the whole cave trembled.

One side is full of Buddha's radiance, thunder is like a prison, and it uses the power of attacking with all its strength, and its moves are open and closed.

On the other hand, it is unpredictable. The projection of the eighteen layers of hell changes into 18 kinds of supernatural spells, and each hell changes into 16 small prisons.

Vaguely forming a formation, besieging the world, and constantly killing the opponent.

The two of them fought thousands of times in an instant, and every punch Dushi threw out thousands of supernatural powers and spells, as well as the collapse of a layer of hell. And the Prisoner King released endless hells in a flash, and put them on again layer by layer.

Its movements even affected the outside world, and the citizens who had already fallen asleep were awakened by the slight vibrations from the void. Thinking it was an earthquake, everyone ran out of the house for a while, and then the siren sounded.

Lu Haochu couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw the earthquake warning sent by text message from his mobile phone.

"One more report to write."

Everything about each task must be written in a report, including but not limited to the people and things involved in it.

The same chaos in the underworld.

The Red Buddha was surrounded by endless shackles, and every time he tore one off, there would be ten more, and then various punishments would be imposed on him.

Car crashes, stuffy pots, broken pieces, small holes...

The appearance is torture, but in reality it is torture.

Is it wrong in your life?

No one is perfect, how can there be no fault person in the world? The method of questioning the heart has always been to kill people invisible.

All the mistakes of his life flashed before Dushi's eyes, and there were also the wailing of countless people he had killed.

He killed so many people that they piled up into a hill.

A slightly surprised voice came from the Prison King: "You bald donkey didn't expect to be so easy to kill. Sure enough, Buddhas and demons don't separate families."

This surprise soon disappeared, because in his era, the Buddha was considered very benevolent.

At that time, the most wicked thing was not the demon, but the Buddha who now keeps saying that he can save all living beings.

For example, he knows a great Buddha of Buddhism, the way that the other party cultivates is called three eating, delicious, greedy, and angry.

The daily practice is eating, devouring other living beings alive, devouring others in various forms, and even came up with 1,880 dishes.

Among them, there are hundreds of dishes for one person.

It is called eating Buddha.

And the other party's practice is to quit these three eatings in the end, so that he can achieve consummation.

The purpose is very Buddhist, but the process is uncomfortable even for the prison king. His eighteen levels of hell are to kill his obsession and resentment, and the other party just eats.

Prison King is best at dealing with this kind of people.

Joy just rose, and a little Buddha's light protruded from the 18th floor of hell, instantly piercing through all emptiness.

The sound of the Buddha is resounding, vast and bright.

"The body is like glass, clear inside and out, pure and free from filth."

Dushi broke free from the 18th floor of hell, his face was full of compassion, but the red Buddha behind him had opened his bloodthirsty fangs.

It seems that the name of Buddha and Demon is not wrong.

Prisoner Wang's complexion suddenly darkened, even uglier than when he was at a disadvantage just now.

Buddha heart!

This is the type he is least good at dealing with. The law of the eighteen hells is almost ineffective against the Buddha's heart.

"The benefactor knows that beheading karma is not beheading people, killing is to protect life."

The red Buddha pointed to the sky with his left hand, and a little thunder appeared suddenly, turning into a magic bow. With a pull of the right hand, rapid thunderclaps resounded throughout the cave.

Facing the dazzling thunder light, the Prisoner King felt an indescribable fear welling up in his heart.

Invincible, run!

He turned and ran without hesitation, and at the same time, he did not forget to use the power of Yinsi to call out the 18th layer of hell behind the projection mat.

"Listen to Xian Lei."

The indifferent voice came from behind, and was immediately covered by the earth-shattering thunder.

A flash of lightning penetrated through the eighteen levels of hell and pierced into the divine body of the prisoner king. All methods of protecting the body were false in front of the thunder.

This is what he gained from surviving the world and attaining the Tao. He realized the three-point true meaning of Xiao Wulei's Fa-rectification.

Half of the Prisoner King's body disappeared, and then he fell down so hard that he didn't even have the strength to escape.

Panting for breath, he sent the last of his strength into the netherworld.

"Reincarnation is immortal."