Chiyo swallowed hard and involuntarily looked south.

I found that Nan on the other side was also looking at him.

What's going on!

Isn't that portable shrine owner the upper hand? also killed Hercules and said the "language of the game", isn't it already in control of the thunder and the situation?

As a result, it was overturned with a slap in the face, and it overturned like this?

Although the power was amazing at that time, it was like a slap from the gods and demons, but it was also a slap.

Just now it was so high, but it turned out that a slap would not work.

It can't be a parallel import, right?

can kill Hercules, and the owner of the portable shrine will naturally not be a parallel import.

Even if it's a parallel import, it's relative to the white-clothed demon monk.

Chiyo and Minami were very glad that they did not respond to the words of the master of the portable shrine.

Otherwise......

As soon as they thought of this, the two wanted to scold Shigeru Ueno, who couldn't even find the body and mixed with a group of slippery ghosts.

If they could, the two would like to be able to whip the corpse.

"You...... Very good! ”

The Flying Emperor squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and his face was extremely hideous.

"Huh." Tang Luo laughed, jumped up, appeared in front of the Flying Emperor, grabbed his neck, and smashed it down.

The ground shook slightly, and the Flying Emperor was pressed to the ground by Tang Luo, and his crippled body sank into the ground.

The only hand that could still move grabbed Tang Luo's wrist tightly.

"Look at your dress, you're an onmyoji?" Tang Luo asked, "What about your Shikigami, those dogs just now, stupid gadgets are all?" ”

"You-looking for death!"

An angry roar burst out of the Flying Emperor's mouth, and he was just on top of it, but he was suddenly knocked into the clouds, and the huge gap made him unable to control himself.

There was a bloody light on his body, and he could see that there seemed to be some mysterious formation carved on him.

"Good."

Tang Luo let go of his hand with a smile, stepped back, and let the Flying Emperor do it.

The blood light rapidly expanded, forming a complex formation on the ground, and the earth began to shake.

Shattering from within, a white hand bone emerged from the Flying Emperor's side, and soon, another one also emerged from the other side.

Black flames, burning around.

A huge skeleton slowly crawled out of the "hell" with vibrations and flames.

The Flying Emperor's mutilated body was incorporated into the hollowed out chest cavity by the white skeleton, and a pair of resentful eyes stared at Tang Luo: "Crazy bones, kill him for me!" ”

The huge white skeleton let out a howl of rage, and its huge bone claws gripped at Tang Luo.

Tang Luo didn't dodge or dodge, and punched out.

Qi surged from the place where the two struck, spreading in all directions, cracks appeared on the bone claws of the mad bone, and the next breath completely shattered.

The bone of his right arm was shattered by a single punch.

But the mad bone didn't feel any pain, and the other hand bone swept over.

Tang Luo was still standing in place, and he also swept with one arm, shattering the other hand bone of the mad bone as well.

Rao was like this, the furious attack of the wild bones did not restrain at all, his head was raised, his mouth was open, and he bit Tang Luo.

Inside was a black hollow, and if swallowed, it would certainly not be as simple as falling down the cervical vertebrae into the sternum.

The red glow in his eyes burned and danced like a flame, transmitting a force of imprisonment that completely poured out on Tang Luo's body.

The ground under his feet suddenly caved into a large chunk, and there were cracks around where Tang Luo's feet were standing.

A large number of white hand bones protruded from the cracks, clutching Tang Luo's feet.

With an open mouth, a black void is close in front of you.

Tang Luo raised his feet, completely ignoring the confinement of those hand bones, and took a step back, just avoiding the bite of the crazy bones.

Not only that, but he also slapped his backhand on the teeth that had just closed the crazy bone.

The teeth and skulls were all turned into a large number of splatters of white bone under this beat.

But at this very moment-

The white broken bones that had been shattered by Tang Luo and fell to the ground suddenly moved, and the bones that were still well preserved in the mad bones also disintegrated at the same time, instantly forming a huge square white bone prison, enveloping Tang Luo in it.

A number of white bone fragments formed the White Bone Throne, on which the Flying Emperor fell, a hand outstretched, making intricate handprints against the white bone prison.

The huge bone prison began to shrink, and after a while, it shrank to a cubic bone prison with a ridge length of about 2 meters.

"Die!"

The Flying Emperor roared, his intact right hand clenching into a fist.

The white bone prison was about to continue to shrink, but at the moment when he clenched his fist, a hand pierced through the hard bone cage.

In the next second, the bone prison shattered, and the white bone fragments even sliced open the Flying Emperor's cheek, leaving a deep hole in the bone.

Tang Luo tore up the bone prison and fell to the ground: "That's all there is to it?" ”

"I'm going to kill you! I'll kill you! The Flying Emperor's body "jumped" on the throne of bones, and it was like thunder.

Blood finally began to flow from the wound that had not been bleeding any blood, leaving a reddish-brown stain of blood on the Throne of Bones.

"Is it so grumpy?"

Tang Luo was sneering, and he didn't move his hand, just watched the Flying Emperor keep bouncing on it like a ball.

As he flicked, his breath weakened, his originally ruddy face quickly turned pale, and his head lowered a little bit.

Only those resentful eyes were still wide, staring at Tang Luo.

The eyeballs, but they didn't move, and they looked like dead fish.

"Huh?"

Tang Luo frowned slightly, this is dead? No, the hole cards are not really opened.

Young man, where is the fire of your sinful karma?

"Die."

Suddenly, the Flying Emperor spoke, and a magnificent flame burst out from his body.

It was the fire of sinful karma, burning its scarf, and a fiery serpent danced its body, replacing the Flying Emperor of the Throne of Bones.

"Well, that's right." Seeing that this person still had strength to spare, Tang Luo was relieved.

The fiery serpent entrenched, burning the Throne of Bones into a pile of ashes, and in the sky of the city, flames began to rise and condense.

Then it merged into the fiery serpent in front of Tang Luo.

The fiery serpent that was constantly gathering flames began to expand, and another snake head slowly took shape, followed by a second, and then a third......

Soon, a flame giant snake with eight heads appeared in front of Tang Luo's eyes, and even the snake letter was made of flames, looking at Tang Luo condescendingly.

"What is this?"

"Yaqi Orochi, no, it's not ......"

Chiyo and Nan both looked away, and in this flame, there seemed to be countless unjust souls wailing.

At first glance, it is like being in hell, and it is difficult to control yourself, as if you will sink into it in the next second and become a part of it.

Tang Luo didn't speak, he looked at the eight sinful fire snakes in front of him, showing a thoughtful expression, as if he was thinking about something.

Completely ignoring the terrifying power, as if carrying Hell itself, the Flame Serpent.

The Eight Sinful Karma Fire Snakes did not attack immediately, but slowly entrenched themselves and enveloped Tang Luo in them.

With his body as a cage, the eight heads were raised, staring at the seemingly small white-clothed monk.

"You're not the Flying Emperor." Tang Luo suddenly raised his head, looked at the eight sinful karmic fire snakes in front of him and said.

The response of the Eight Sinful Karma Serpents was simply to shake their heads.

"It's not that Onmyoji either." Tang Luo continued, "At least not all, that Onmyoji is at most one of your identities. ”

"Am I right?"

"Jizo King Bodhisattva."

As Tang Luo said these five words, the slightly swaying body of the eight sinful fire snakes stopped, and began to slowly extinguish, or condense and deform.

A solemn monk with a solemn appearance appeared in front of Tang Luo with a flame lotus flower under his feet.

"It's really you, who can ignite the fire of sinful karma, and you know me quite well, think about it, it's only you." Tang Luo said, his face calm.

Tang Luo's journey to the west world, Buddhism has three major Buddhas.

Lighting the lamp, as well as Maitreya, these three Buddhas are the three highest ones.

There are also other Buddhas, including Tang Luo's "Fighting to Defeat Buddha", but there are not as many Buddhas as in Journey to the West.

These Buddhas, such as the Buddha of Merit and the Buddha of the Golden Sea, tend to have a certain title, and are not really on the same level as the three Buddhas.

Some of them are on par with the five bodhisattvas, and some of them are lower than the five bodhisattvas.

The five bodhisattvas under the three Buddhas are Guanyin, Fuxian, Manjushri, Dashi Zhi and, the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth in front of Tang Luo!

The rest of the bodhisattvas are similar to the "Buddhas" other than the three Buddhas, and they are all lower than five.

For example, the pure altar messenger of Zhu Bajie also belongs to the ranks of the "rest of the bodhisattvas".

Buddha and Buddha, Bodhisattva and Bodhisattva, seem to have the same title, but in fact the gap is not small, and the Xiao part can also be described as "very different".

To use a less appropriate analogy, there is a difference between standing committee members and non-standing members.

Among the five bodhisattvas, the Jizo King Bodhisattva is the most special.

He made a great wish that "hell is not empty, and he will not become a Buddha", and is considered by many people to be the closest Bodhisattva to the Three Buddhas, surpassing the existence of other Bodhisattvas.

It is rumored that if it weren't for the great wish, King Jizo Bodhisattva would have been able to become a Buddha.

It is not a Buddha who is titled, but the "Buddha" who is at the level of the real three Buddhas.

"Amitabha." King Jizo clasped his hands together, "Holy monk Xuanzang, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Tang Luo did not speak.

The flame lotus platform at the feet of King Jizo was still burning and jumping, reflecting his originally solemn face.

It looks a little more evil and weird than Tang Luo, who was burning with flames at the beginning.

"No, you're not Jizo either." Tang Luo said suddenly.

"Oh?" King Jizo smiled, "Why did the holy monk say this? ”

"To be honest, I don't know Jizo very well." "But I don't think a person who made a big wish to 'Hell will not become a Buddha if he doesn't swear to be empty' would not do such a thing. ”

This city is truly a hell on earth.

"Huh." King Jizo chuckled, "Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha?" Now, isn't this hell? It is the wish of my generation to purge it. ”

His words were strange, and a wave of magic came to his face.

"And, most importantly—" Tang Luo paused, "the Jizo King I know is not that weak. ”

Say it, punch it out!

The fist seemed to have crossed the distance of time and space and appeared on the forehead of King Jizo.

The power of the rage is unreservedly vented!

King Jizo's body, along with the lotus platform under his feet, directly turned into a ball of flames, and under the power of his fist, it dissipated like a remnant fire blown by a strong wind.

Only a little bit left swaying in the air.