Xin Cone gasped.

Witnessing Ning Zhen's death, he faintly felt a chill in his back, and he didn't know what to do!

It is already very obvious that this young man with a simple pale face and a wooden expression must be His Royal Highness King Zhao, the nominal head of the entire Handan Town, as the captain of the Scarlet Battalion, and one of the Jingbian Army, at this time all he can do is bow down and avenge his colleagues? Not to mention that he doesn't have any friendship with Ning Zhen, who is always on top, even if it is a friend of life and death, so what?

Revenge, revenge is impossible!

Now, he can only pretend to be a quail, and without saying a word, the sky is falling and there is a tall man on top.

Xin Cone turned his head and looked at Nangong who was sitting on the Iron Throne outside the door of the inn, however, Nangong did not react as Xin Cone imagined, in Xin Cone's opinion, whether it was thunderous or bowing down, Nangong should always make a choice.

In Xin Cone's mind, Nangong will most likely be angry and attack Du Rui desperately, many times, Nangong is a bloodthirsty murderer in the eyes of these dead soldiers, in the eyes of their commander, there are only two kinds of people, living and dead, and there is only one meaning for him to live, that is, to turn the living into a dead person.

What kind of status, he completely ignored.

What Xin Cone didn't know was that at this time, Nangong had actually made a move.

This is a pure clash of divine thoughts.

Now, in the center, there was originally a golden Buddha, the Buddha was submerged in the sea of blood, floating in the sea of blood, and it had been contaminated by blood, and it had become a blood Buddha from a golden Buddha, with a red body, only a pair of eyes still maintained great compassion.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot......"

The sound of the Buddha's horn still echoed in the sea of blood, and it never weakened in the slightest.

This scene also appeared in the sea of knowledge of the little novice Huiyuan, but the sea of blood became a foreign thing, and the will to kill came, dyeing the golden Buddha in the sea of knowledge of Huiyuan into blood red.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell!

This is the only way for the King of the Earth to pass through the Bodhisattva, otherwise you can't transcend sentient beings, transcend the heavenly demons, and surpass yourself!

The so-called crossing others and crossing oneself must first become a demon before you can be enlightened!

"Click......"

A soft sound echoed in Nangong and Huiyuan's sea of knowledge at the same time.

There were cracks on the body of the blood-colored Buddha, like spider webs covering the whole body of the Buddha, and even there were cracks in the eyes that contained great compassion, and red blood seeped out of the cracks.

"Alas......"

There was a soft sigh in the void.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The Buddha collapsed, turned into red clouds, and merged into the sea of blood.

In this encounter, Nangong wins!

The boundless murderous aura and the blood light in the sky finally suppressed Huiyuan's Buddha's Zen, destroyed and assimilated the big Buddha, and finally, it became a small black hole, which was a small circle, just like the mouth of a well, and there was only darkness in the well, pure and extreme darkness.

Outside the gate of the inn, Nangong got up suddenly.

Darkness fell from the sky, enveloping the heavens and the earth, and the sky had a little bright color clinging, and it would not be long before it would be swallowed up by the darkness, and the night breeze blew, and the cry of a baby drifted with the wind.

In a few moments, the cry was gone.

It was not that the baby stopped crying, but that the mother covered the baby's mouth.

In the inn, the little novice Huiyuan, who was originally standing outside the lobby, had blood and tears in his eyes, his small body shook and fell to the ground, his knees crossed, blood and tears kept flowing from his eyes, and he recited the Buddha's name in his mouth.

Although Huiyuan failed, he did not die like Ning Zhen.

This is because although the Buddha statue is the embodiment of his soul, it is only the shell, and the real core is the black hole, and the other end of the black hole is connected to Du Rui, and if this black hole is not destroyed, Huiyuan will not die.

The blood light rushed into the black hole, but was rejected by the black hole.

Nangong strode towards the inn, seemingly huge as a mountain, but there was no sound between the movements, and it took three or four feet in one step.

When he was marching, Xin Cone hurriedly ran towards the side of the courtyard wall, not daring to be within ten zhang of Nangong, after Feng Li's death, except for a very few people, anyone who was close to Nangong ten zhang would be killed by him.

Du Rui stood still in the middle of the courtyard, silent.

"Bold, the envoy of the Jingbian Army, Handan Shou, and His Royal Highness King Zhao are here, and they must not be offended!"

Nie Yuan shouted loudly, took two steps forward, and the tip of the sword was far away from the palace, with a sword flash, swallowing like a rainbow.

Nangong did not stop, continued to step forward, and stepped into the door of the inn in one step, the bloody aura came to his face, and the boundless sea of blood boiled, rippling, filling the heavens and the earth, and expelling everything.

"Get out!"

Nie Yuan knew the sea, and there was a roar echoing.

When he was very young, Nie Yuan had not yet cultivated, and his hometown had not yet been destroyed, he had seen a white tiger in the mountains and forests outside the village, and the white tiger roared at him, and now, he was in a trance back to that time.

At that time, he was still a child, and he fainted at the roar of the white tiger.

Maybe it was because of disdain, or because he was full, the white tiger didn't swallow him who fainted, however, Nie Yuan still retained the feeling he had at that time, and now, that feeling came again.

At this time, he was already a strong warrior, but he was still trembling in the roar.

True Qi was boiling and stirring in the sea of dantian qi, flowing along the meridians like a long river, strong and strong, Nie Yuan did not faint in the boundless evil qi like he did when he was a child, and he would not be afraid to make a fool of himself.

However, the flickering sword of the long sword in his hand suddenly disappeared, and the snow-white long sword lost its light and became gray and dim, just like a thriving tree suddenly withered, and then, just like flour does, Nie Yuan shook slightly, turned into powder, and fell in a slump, and then, Nie Yuan was like being punched head-on, and stepped back, stepping back with broken steps under his feet, and Cheng Cheng retreated.

As he stepped back, a mouthful of blood erupted.

After taking a few steps back, he stood still, one palm resting against his back.

Du Rui took out a palm lightly and pressed it against Nie Yuan's back.

Due to the nature of the Dark Demon True Qi, it was impossible for him to resolve the internal injuries suffered by Nie Yuan, but he could protect Nie Yuan from being injured again.

The next moment, he was already in front of Nie Yuan, face to face with Nangong, and the distance between him was less than a zhang.

Du Rui's ears heard the sound of Bao Bao.

It was the sound of spring water pouring into the cave, and it was like groundwater gushing out from under the pool, and a blood-colored river was lying in front of Du Rui, and it was boundless and murderous......

Murderous!

The divine thoughts could not be released, so they could only let this murderous aura invade.

At the same time, in the sea of knowledge of the little novice, the boundless sea of blood rushed into the black hole, infiltrated into Du Rui's sea of knowledge along the line of cause and effect, and rushed out, extending in all directions.

However, this move came to an abrupt halt.

Now, Du Rui's divine soul is in the dragon ball, swallowed by the black and gold divine dragon transformed by the fish and dragon, and in the sea of consciousness, there is the voice of the will of the stone tablet, grinding the impurities in the divine soul little by little.

It was the Dragon Balls that the sea of blood rushed into.

In addition to the manifestation of Du Rui's divine soul, the Dragon Ball also has a wandering divine text, each of which has a special will, if all of them are manifested, when the mountains and rivers shake, the heavens and the earth shake.

This sea of blood is the embodiment of the soul of Nangong and the instrument spirit of the burial moon, and now, the spirit of the burial moon stands on the upper hand, and the soul of Nangong is already in the wind and rain, like a candle in the wind.

Therefore, when Nangong and Xiao Shami Huiyuan looked at each other, they fought to the death.

The bloody qi and the Zen meaning of the Buddha sound are the natural enemies.

Huiyuan wants to surpass Nangong and surpass this boundless killing, why doesn't the moon burial spirit want to extinguish this Buddha's sound Zen......

Now, Du Rui has exchanged hands with Nangong through Xiao Shami Huiyuan.

The will to kill is indeed powerful, but the will contained in every divine text in the Getaway is stronger than this simple will to kill, even if it is a copycat goods, even if Du Rui has not yet understood it, but it is not this will to kill that can be defiled and infected, not to mention, there is still a trace of the residual breath of the divine dragon, the dragon ball that triggers the rules of heaven and earth.

The blood-colored aura could not spread at all, just like a rat that had broken into a snake's nest, trembling, wanting to retreat and flee, but could not move, and finally, it coagulated into a blood bead and was trapped by the dragon ball.

Then, Du Rui's mind relaxed slightly, and he loosened a gap.

The sound of the stele rushed down the gap, flashing outside the black hole.

In the real world, Xiao Shami Huiyuan snorted, and his body swayed like a willow in the wind.

The stone tablet in the island of the endless void is an unfathomable existence, a god-like powerhouse, even if it is in a deep sleep, even if it is just a trace of breath escaping, it is also extremely powerful, even if Huiyuan has an ontology and strength, it cannot resist the invasion of this will, and for the evil spirit, the crushing at the level cannot be resisted.

At the same time, Nangong's Zhihai also has this voice.

He couldn't afford it either, even if it was the spirit of the Ancient Warframe.

If it is in its heyday, it can resist one or two, but in this era, the machine spirit has not been completely recovered, but it is just instinctive, otherwise, it will not be unable to devour Nangong's divine soul, and they can only coexist with each other.

"Click!"

The voice echoes in the real world.

"Ahh

A shrill cry followed, it was Xin Cone screaming in a lost voice, his voice high pitched and distorted, and finally, babbling and falling low, like the sound of a rooster with a knife in the throat.

Xin Cone stared at Nangong, his mouth wide open, and his face was shocked.

It was the armor on Nangong's body that made a clicking sound, the Killing God Armor that was inherited from ancient times to the Burial Moon, and at this moment, the black iron armor with a layer of blood light floating appeared cracked, and with that light sound, it was like a spider's web dense all over the body.

It's about to crack.

At this time, Du Rui's mind turned.

A golden Buddha was generated in the sea of wisdom and covered the black hole.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Xiao Shami Huiyuan recites the Buddha's name.

Nangong knows the sea, the boundless sea of blood retreats, and the golden Buddha is on the high seat of the sea of blood.

A man came out of the sea of blood!