Xian Ao

Wishful nodded and said:

"Go together, go together, I won't go to hell, who will go to hell, Nan, Vala She, Hung Om Abanza, Branch Ga Hung Hum, Jieyie Jieyie Jieyie, Nedoyala, Nedoyasa Lei De..."

Wishful was reciting a mantra silently. Yu Zecheng was immediately startled and felt something was wrong. Wishful finally said:

"The evil spirits are in front of you. I want to eliminate them and destroy them. I am willing to die together with you. You and I will go to the boundless hell together. Let's break up together."

After saying that, a ray of light connected Yu Zecheng to him, and he looked at Yu Zecheng with a smile.

This is when Yu Zecheng knew why he had been hiding for two hours. It turned out that he was waiting for the sunrise.

Yu Zecheng said bitterly:

"What kind of spell are you doing?"

Zen Master Xin Yuan replied:

"Break the body and eliminate the curse, you and I will die together."

Yu Zecheng said:

"What a plan, you guy. The Nine Heavens Mysterious Sutra must allow you to transform three lives a day. In other words, you can be immortal three times a day. When the sun rises, you can transform back into the Son of the Underworld, so you You will die together with me, and then you will be reincarnated, so you have a good plan..."

Zen Master Xin Yuan said:

"I'm sorry, Donor Yu. If you have a good journey, I won't accompany you. Mie Du Xu Sansheng, goodbye. Although you are very powerful, you still have to die."

In the process of talking, the two people's figures were broken bit by bit, turning into countless brilliance.

Yu Zecheng suddenly laughed and said:

"To paraphrase your brother, I'll be back."

Boom, their bodies were completely shattered, and they died together.

The corpse of the wish turned into countless rays of light, flew into the sky, and landed on the Nine Heavens. It was still the same old procedure, with whirlwinds rising one after another, flying into the Green Nine Heavens, and Sanskrit mantras were heard in the air:

"Jade pistils are sprayed out from the door, and gold and silver are spit out from the door. The lead dragon shines with divine fire, and the mercury tiger shines with purple light. The clouds gather and the moon appears, and the scorching arrow shoots at Venus. The fire of karma burns the heaven and earth, and it takes three lives to be destroyed."

There was a burst of wind in the sky, like a burst of light. In an instant, the white light transformed into a human form. Following the high-pitched sound, the man slowly fell down. In the high-pitched sound, there was a faint and graceful chanting sound, which seemed to be illusory. But it really echoes deep in everyone's consciousness.

This man was officially the Son of Hades. He returned to the human world again. Looking at the empty space in front of him, he said:

"It's so suspenseful. I almost overturned. Is this Yu Zecheng some kind of new Nascent Soul? His swordsmanship is like a god and he has countless magic weapons. We were almost doomed."

Gui Li's voice sounded in his mouth:

"Hmph, in the end, I'm still not out of my wits. I wish the old guy was the cunningest."

wish said:

"I don't know why, but I have a terrible feeling that he might come back."

Just after I finished speaking, I saw scriptures ringing in the air.

"I hope that when I achieve Bodhi in the next life, my body will be like glass, clear inside and outside, pure and flawless, bright and vast, and my merits will be towering. May all sentient beings who hear my name have their roots intact and not suffer.

Anyone who sees my body will have bodhicitta,

Those who hear my name will stop doing evil and practice good deeds.

Those who listen to me will gain great wisdom,

He who knows my mind will become a Buddha. "

This sutra was recited faster and faster, and finally the tone was no longer audible, and turned into the rolling thunder, and the motionless statue of King Ming slowly appeared.

The appearance of this King of Ming Dynasty is immobile and majestic, his posture is solemn, his body is golden, he wears heavy armor, and he has purple-faced fangs. His face is divided into two, one is angry, and the other is smiling. The anger is extremely terrifying and destroys everything. That smile is compassionate and saves everyone.

Dressed lightly in white silk, with a crown on his head, earrings and arm necklaces, and all kinds of solemnity, he sits in lotus position on a white lotus or a green lotus. He has four arms, each holding a magic weapon. There is a faint halo, auspicious clouds and distant mountains behind him. It is exactly the Dharma form of King Fudo.

Every word uttered by the low and solemn chant seems to be filled with the majesty of supreme divine power. The heaven and earth shake and vibrate, and countless sentient beings chant the chant. The endless void is filled with mountains, seas and sky. Voices of praise.

After King Ming's Faxiang uttered the last word, there were endless chants echoing in the void. King Ming's dharma image shattered into supreme white light spots in the blink of an eye. All these white lights gathered together, and Yu Zecheng returned to the earth again, standing in front of the Son of God.

Then he said:

"Sorry, I'm back too."

The God of Hell looked at Yu Zecheng and couldn't help but say in a wishful voice:

"The Art of Reincarnation as the Ming King? You can be reincarnated nine times in one day. Damn it, it's killing me..."

A helpless smile appeared on the face of the God of Hell, and he didn't know whether he was crying or laughing.

Yu Zecheng looked at the opponent, come on, I don’t know how long this battle will end. The opponent will not die three times a day, so the old ghost is as slippery as oil and will have to fight hard.

The three people in the body of God Son of Hades also smiled bitterly. The opponent survived nine times, and he only survived three times. This time, he had to fight hard. He didn't know how long he would last.

Let's fight, there's no point in talking.

The fierce Yu Zecheng turned into a sword dove, and the son of Hades turned into the God of Hades. This time he did not dare to transform into Qianzhang, which would be asking for his own destruction. He turned into a two-foot-long Dharmakaya and fought with Yu Zecheng.

The earth roared, clouds rolled in the sky, sword energy soared into the sky, and vitality trembled.

Hundreds of Nascent Souls waited silently in the main hall. The sun set and the moon rose in the sky, and then set and rose again. In the blink of an eye, three days and three nights later, the sword energy in the path of life and death was still soaring into the sky, and the vitality was trembling. It seems that this battle is evenly matched, so we have to wait silently.

The conference started other competition events, and each battle ended hastily. Everyone was waiting for the ending in the road of life and death, but the result was still unfinished.

One day, three days, seven days, ten days, half a month, a month, the battle continues.

In the path of life and death, Yu Zecheng fought with the powerful enemy for a month. Whenever Yu Zecheng gained an advantage, as long as the opponent was killed to the last person, the wish would start to escape. When the monk fled, Yu Zecheng could not catch up. , stay up until the next day, and everything starts again.

Whenever Yu Zecheng falls into a disadvantage, a bright king is reborn, everything is restored to the original point, and he continues to fight.

These two people, it should be said that Yu Zecheng was fighting against each other one on three. Both sides used all their magic moves and magical weapons to fight, fight, fight. It was a persistent fight to see who could persist to the end.

The two lights and shadows chased and escaped, moved and remained still, slashed and struck, and they have been fighting in this thousands of miles of heaven and earth until now.

The two sides fought hard. In the first ten days, they fought desperately and bloodyly. Every blow was loud and earth-shattering. Every blow sent out a huge explosion. It was the sky that tilted, and the aftermath of the explosion changed the world of life and death. It was broken again and again, and the whole world was completely in disrepair.

I don’t know who set up this restriction. No matter how it was affected by the battle, the restriction was not damaged. Unless two people died, one of them would never be able to leave here.

Fight for a day, rest for a while, and continue fighting again.

By the eleventh day, there was no more Tianqing. Both of them knew each other's spells completely. Using the power of Tianqing was a waste, and it was a slow suicide. Therefore, Tianqing disappeared, but the battle became even more complicated. cruel.

This battle was the most difficult battle in Yu Zecheng's life.

Yu Zecheng is insisting. Only persistence can win. As long as you persist in the end, this victory must belong to you.

Persistence, persistence, both of them are about persistence, and see who can't persist and who shows flaws first.

The two of them were persisting until they could no longer persist. At this time, Yu Zecheng's Pangu World came into play. After a short rest, they gulped down countless pills, spiritual flesh, and whatever they wanted. He could only silently absorb the light of the nine heavens, swallow his saliva and watch as Yu Zecheng took big gulps of medicine to replenish his energy.

Then he fought again, and finally a month later, this time it was Zen Master Wishong again. When the sun rose, he suddenly burst into laughter, with tears streaming down his face. Then he released a tower, which was the Golden Thread Yuanshen Tower.

This tenth-level treasure will automatically recover within a month. However, Zen Master Xin Yuan did not use this treasure to attack Yu Zecheng. Instead, he took out countless pills, food and water from the tower, and ate it with great gulps. At this time, He looked like a monk.

Yu Zecheng looked at him silently and started to eat too. The two of them ate furiously, and Zen Master Xin Yuan said:

"Tenth-level magic weapon, automatic recovery, Yu Zecheng, do you still have the treasure that shattered this tower at that time? What kind of divine thunder was it? It is more fierce than the heavenly tribulation thunder, but you probably don't have it anymore, otherwise, why wouldn't you release it? What? Our fight is over, go to hell."

Yu Zecheng just smiled, quickly put away his robe, and was naked. Seeing Yu Zecheng like this, he couldn't help but think of a possibility. Yu Zecheng was afraid of hurting his treasure, so he couldn't help but yell. :

"No way, no way."

Yu Zecheng said:

"Everything is possible, a month later? Xuanyuan Sword appears."

Zen Master Xin Yuan howled involuntarily:

"No."

He had to use all his strength to control the golden thread soul tower to protect himself. Without this tower to protect him, I don't know if he could withstand Yu Zecheng's attack in his three lifetimes. The golden thread survived this blow, but three thousand evil Buddhas and eight million gods were wiped out.

A resonance suddenly sounded in the heaven and earth,

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill..."

The first sound of the word "kill" sounded, and the whole heaven and earth, the whole Shuijingtian, and the whole world outside the domain, all followed the sound and shouted together,

"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill"

The word "kill" spread throughout the whole world, and the hundreds of Nascent Souls were all stunned and their hearts beat wildly, because there was only one voice in the world.

It was too late to say, but it was just six breaths later. A giant sword appeared between heaven and earth. As soon as the sword came out, it would emit infinite light. Wherever the light went, the only result was annihilation. No matter what existed, here Under the light, everything dissipated.

Then the sword stabbed directly into the world.

"boom"

A huge mushroom cloud rose. This mushroom cloud rose far beyond everything, reaching a height of three thousand feet. It was as if a magnitude 10 earthquake had hit the middle of the hall. The golden pillars collapsed one after another, the houses outside collapsed and the buildings disappeared.

The entire Langya Water Mirror Sky is trembling. Is this the Nascent Soul Lord fighting? I've been fighting for a month, are you still fighting? Everyone's expression changed involuntarily, how could this happen?

After one blow, the battlefield of the path of life and death completely turned into a void ruin, and the entire land turned into meteorites flying, suspended in the air because of the restrictions on the periphery of the path of life and death.

After this blow, for three full hours, the world was silent without a sound. Then there was a roar, and two sword lights emerged. The clone of the wishful Zen Master was shattered, and the Son of God was also shattered, leaving only Gui Li, and Yu Ze into a war.

It was that hard battle again, the endless battle, and the second month passed slowly.

During this battle, Yu Zecheng remembered that he had stolen Buddhist scriptures on a rainy night, that he had embarked on this path of cultivating immortals, that he had remembered the meeting at Xiling, that he had made swords in Xuanyuan, that he had practiced hard, and that he had sat there in the middle of the night. Persistence on the futon.

Persistence is the only way to persist, and there is no other way except persistence.

My sword is my way, and my way is freedom. I will definitely kill him with the sword. No one and nothing can stop me.

Yu Zecheng eliminated distracting thoughts bit by bit and insisted on himself bit by bit. Staggering step by step, firm step by step, he continued to move forward, from hesitation to determination, from determination to indifference, from indifference to detachment, his sword gradually emitted brighter and brighter endless light.

Time passed little by little, and the battle continued, fighting hard in the countless meteorite areas.

In the third month, there was another huge explosion, the Golden Thread Yuanshen Tower faced off against the Xuanyuan Sword, both sides were harmed.

The fight goes on, it's maddening, but it goes on. It's still the sword light soaring into the sky, it's still the ten thousand qi, and the Buddha's name is endless.

Both sides are so familiar with each other's magic and sword skills that they can no longer be familiar with each other, and can even use each other's magic sword skills. This battle is completely a kind of consumption, a kind of torture, and a kind of persistence.

Once, Yu Zecheng stabbed himself with a sword, self-mutilation and inspiration. Once, Hades was in agony, rolling on the ground and begging for death. Gui Li once stripped off his clothes and ran around naked to relieve the pain in his heart. He once wanted to be oppressed and banged his head against the wall, breaking his head. Blood flowed, but they still persisted and persevered.

Both sides now look like beggars. Fortunately, Yu Zecheng has a purple robe that is not broken. The other robes and boots are all broken. The other party is even more tattered. Even if they are reincarnated, they will be extremely tattered, because although their souls can Reincarnation, but it is also miserable.

On the ninety-ninth day, the two sides continued to fight, but the battle was about to end, because Yu Zecheng had found a way to eliminate the opponent in these days of fighting.

That is the Chaos Furnace, the third form of the natal magic weapon Pangu World.

The evolution of the Pangu world ended that year, but the fog of chaos did not disappear. That was because the Chaos Holy Stone he obtained from Wang Shuyuan worked, and the Chaos Holy Stone transformed into chaos again.

At that time, Lao Qi joked that he could refine the third form, but that might take hundreds of years. No need. Now that he has done it, people are afraid of being forced. This is Yu Zecheng's last resort. This is the only way to defeat the enemy.

Yu Zecheng studied painstakingly, and finally at the end of the ninety-ninth day, he gradually refined this treasure. Once this treasure is in place, the world will be in chaos. Both yourself and the other party will be wiped out, but the other party can only be reincarnated three times, and you can be reincarnated nine times. This is the key to your final victory.

On the hundredth day, the sun rose in the sky. The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding. They all stopped fighting and looked at the rising sun in the east for a full quarter of an hour.

The Zen Master Wishong was also smiling. For him, victory was also in sight. Finally, on the hundredth day, the battle could finally be ended.

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The battle ends tomorrow, because I can finish writing it, but they all have their own lives, fighting, fighting, and playing out of my imagination, and fighting for one more day. For this extra day of reading, I implore all book friends to check their own bookstores to see if they have monthly tickets or recommendation tickets. There will still be no recommendations next week, so I will have to rely on everyone’s help.