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Qin Shihuang was very domineering, and he shot at the slightest disagreement, and the old sage of the Golden Crow clan coughed up blood violently, his old eyes were full of viciousness, and beside him, the sage of the Golden Crow looked icy cold, and flames surged in his eyes.

"Don't be impulsive." Jin Yan grabbed the Golden Crow Son, he didn't have the slightest temper towards Qin Shihuang, he obviously hated him, but there was nothing he could do.

The Golden Crow Son didn't answer, nor did he move. Of course he knew he couldn't do anything. With King Qin's strength, a strand of hair could crush him into slag. However, he transferred all his hatred to Li Xiao.

"Look at me? What are you looking at me for?" Seeing the former's eyes, Li Xiao was very upset, "Be careful, I'll dig out your eyeballs."

"Really!" The Golden Crow Son said indifferently, "It's up to you? I can crush it with one hand."

Li Xiao didn't say anything, and raised a middle finger at him. For some reason, when seeing that middle finger, the Golden Crow Son always felt uncomfortable, and there was nowhere to vent his anger.

"Don't talk so much." The old sage of the Peacock clan spoke up to smooth things over, "Old Jin, what King Qin said is right. King Ksitigarbha was extremely powerful during his lifetime, and it is said that he is already close to an existence of an emperor. I'm afraid I won't be able to pass it."

"That's right, I'm willing to join forces." Another monster saint agreed.

"I am willing too." The old sage with a whole body of green also joined the camp.

Jin Yan and the other one looked at each other, and silently stood beside the King of Qin. Seeing this scene, Qin Shihuang nodded in satisfaction: "You old fellows are wise."

"Amitabha!"

At this time, the mud bodhisattva uttered a Buddha's name, and his tone seemed to be a little sighing: "It seems that you don't want to turn back, so the old monk can only save you all."

The clay bodhisattva sits cross-legged on a golden chain, and the Buddha is shining in the world, merciful and merciful, just like a living Buddha descending into the world, it is very scary.

"call!"

He raised his hand and turned a palm, and a huge Buddha seal appeared behind him. Following the movement of his arm, the Buddha shadow also slapped a palm. This palm was different from the previous one, it was extraordinarily powerful, forming an ancient The imprint made the wind howl, the wind gusts, and the blood-red river splashed thousands of feet high.

Do not move Ming Wang Yin!

One of the supreme Buddhist teachings, it is displayed by Ksitigarbha King at this moment. It is like the Fudo Ming King coming to the dust. The golden light illuminates the whole world. screams.

"What are you waiting for, let's go!"

Qin Shihuang stood in the center of the saints, with a valiant demeanor, like a king ruling all directions, looking down on the world, with a holy sword shining silver in his hand, and with an order, sixteen saints shot together.

"boom!"

The saints each sacrificed their natal holy soldiers and blasted at the mud bodhisattva. The power was so vast that the sky and the earth turned pale. Sixteen holy soldiers crossed the sea of ​​blood and collided with that palm.

"when!"

Facing so many holy soldiers, the Fudo Ming King's seal was blasted out three times before it collapsed. One can imagine how terrifying the clay bodhisattva is.

Fearless Lion Seal!

The clay bodhisattva changed Yinjue again, and a lion sitting cross-legged appeared, opened his eyes, walked forward upright, and howled wildly.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the space was shattered, and a terrible black hole appeared. Under the protection of the saints, Li Xiao and the younger generation still felt that their eardrums were collapsing, and they seemed to be wiped out at any time.

very scary.

"clang"

One of the roulettes was beaten back. It was a holy weapon of an old saint of the human race. It was roared back, and its luster was much dimmed. The moment it lost its holy power, the water in the blood river boiled and jumped on it. , the next moment the holy soldier sank into the bottom of the river.

"No!"

The old saint yelled, the holy soldier was connected to him, he felt a tearing pain, and tried his best to call it back.

"Puchi!"

There was a splash of waves on the surface of the water. He succeeded. The roulette flew up from the bottom of the water with bloodstains and flew towards him, but when he was about to return to the boat, the roulette exploded with a bang, dimmed again, and fell into the bottom of the sea. .

"puff!"

The old saint vomited blood, his face was pale, and he was severely injured. He suddenly seemed to be a hundred years old, his black hair turned white, his skin was extremely dry, and it was ashes.

"Not good, quickly take back the holy soldiers!" Qin Shihuang seemed to have discovered something, and gave the order again.

Every saint is a human spirit, who lived for thousands of years, how could he not discover the clues, and cast spells one after another to take back the holy soldiers and submerge them into the body.

"Roar"

The golden lion roared in all directions, and a golden seal spit out from its mouth. Without any holy soldiers to stop it, the violent energy fell overwhelmingly towards the people on board.

"Buzz..."

The saints made a move and laid a powerful field covering the warship. Even so, the warship was shaken violently, but it was not damaged at all.

"Brother Xiao, why are they taking back the holy soldiers?" Hong Xixue's face was pale and she was terribly frightened.

"In the sea of ​​blood, there is some kind of power that is absorbing the saint's energy." Li Xiao's eyes were full of divine light, and he had already opened his clairvoyance to the extreme. The moment the saints sacrificed their holy soldiers, he could clearly see every saint The essence of the blood is being crazily absorbed by the blood river through the holy soldiers.

In this strange space, there is no source of spiritual energy to recover. If this continues, when a dozen saints are exhausted, the entire ship will die here.

Obviously, the situation of the old saint of the human race made Qin Shihuang also realize this, and retreated one after another, unable to challenge the mud bodhisattva.

The current situation is very embarrassing. The sixteenth represent the existence of the peak power of Kyushu. At this moment, they can only defend passively and cannot make a move at all.

In contrast, the Clay Bodhisattva seemed to be in his own world, with one move after another, constantly changing, and beside him, the converted saint also stepped out and fought with him.

The Clay Bodhisattva is very powerful in itself, and it is extremely terrifying to add a saint to make a move. Every move they make is a long-lost secret technique. Pieces of avenue runes appear in the space, as if time and space are disordered.

The seventeen saints looked dignified, devoted themselves to everything, and laid out a terrifying domain, covering the entire warship. Even so, the two saints made a strong move, and the warship kept trembling, as if it would be overthrown at any time.

"Continuing like this is not an option." Qin Shihuang said to Liu Shanhe with a solemn expression, "What do you think?"

Liu Shanhe shook his head and smiled wryly: "Once our energy overflows the ancient boat, it will be absorbed by Wang Chuanhe. Even if we work together to make a move, the Ksitigarbha King may easily catch it, but our damaged essence cannot be repaired." , sorry, what can I do."

"The benefactors do have some skills, but this can't cover up your crimes. The poor monk will walk the way for the Buddha and save you all." The mud bodhisattva spoke again, this time his moves changed, and a pure golden light overflowed from his body .

At the same time, a trace of mighty imperial prestige overflowed, and the expressions of all the saints froze, and their expressions became a little unnatural. Qin Shihuang exclaimed movingly:

"The power of the quasi-emperor..."