Sou!

The five fingers of the hand bones opened, broke away from the sea of suffering, and shot at Su Yu!

Whoosh!

At the same time, under the sea of suffering, two shadows actually appeared again!

That's, two foot bones!

Zizizizi!

The bones of the hands and feet splashed endless waves, but they made an extremely harsh sound on Su Yu's body, and these blood and water were corrosive, making the spiritual power in Su Yu's body evaporate rapidly.

"Cover your body with spiritual power, don't be hurt by these bones and blood!" Su Yu's face was solemn, and he reminded Shuang'er while fighting against the bones.

"Yes. ”

Shuang'er nodded lightly, her body was like a butterfly, dancing on the bamboo raft, but with great power when she lifted her bare hands, she could often force those bones back.

Her comprehension is extremely high, not only has she completely mastered some of the martial arts given to her by Su Yu, but she also has the martial arts in her memory, and her shots are like the wind, and she is not inferior to Su Yu at all.

At this time, the person Su Yu is most grateful for belongs to the Tree of Life, if it weren't for it to restore some of Shuang'er's strength, he would have become much more passive in the face of this situation, and even died here.

The hand bones and foot bones were light and swift, with no superfluous moves, just flying between the three of them, however, they themselves were like the hardest weapons in the world, and their attacks were powerful enough to penetrate any defense in the world.

Boom Boom!

The fight set off the waves in the Dead Sea, and the blood almost stained the sky red.

The thin bamboo raft swayed with the waves, and under the control of the three of them, it did not overturn in the waves.

The corrosiveness of the bitter sea water is extremely domineering, if the three of them fall into the sea, then it will definitely be cold, and whether they can leave the bones or not is two words.

The strength of these hand bones and foot bones in front of them has definitely reached an appalling level, not only can they be immersed in this sea of suffering, but a single hand and foot is equivalent to the strength of a demigod.

The more they fought, the more frightened Su Yu became, the waves of the bitter sea were getting bigger and bigger, and it was obviously not good for them to continue the stalemate.

You can't fight these bones, you have to find a way to push them out of the way!

Su Yu's eyes froze, but there were four more dark green flying knives in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, he shot out directly!

Bang Bang Bang!

The flying knife collided with the bone, making a metallic roar, and then the flying knife was actually ejected directly!

Su Yu saw clearly, those flying knives that were bounced back fell into the Dead Sea, and actually began to melt, and disappeared without a trace in just a few breaths.

Hiss!

He couldn't help but gasp, this flying knife was refined from the scales of the demigod-level fierce beast Sky Swallowing Python, and it was actually corrupted by the Sea of Bitterness so quickly?!

Without thinking about it, there were four more flying knives in his hands, and he continued to shoot at the bones!

The quality is not enough, the quantity is to make up!

Su Yu's flying knives were so numerous, as if they were not dying, they kept shooting towards those bones, and for a while, the sound of "clanging" was endless.

Under the bombardment of the throwing knives, it finally temporarily blocked the attack of the bones, making it difficult for them to get close.

Rumble!

At this moment, the originally calm sea of bitterness suddenly churned up with huge waves, and the blood waves rushed straight up more than 20 meters high, and the huge waves were monstrous, as if they were about to sweep the whole world, and the air was a pungent smell of blood.

The bamboo raft is like a flat boat, which will be capsized under this sea of suffering at any time.

"Brother Yu, look at the sea of suffering!"

Shuang'er's voice trembled, and she said in great horror.

But I saw that the waves were rolling, the blood-red sea seemed to be boiling, the sea was surging, the big waves were heavy one after another, and in the blood-colored waves, there was a scene that made people's scalp tingle, countless pairs of bone claws stained with blood were dancing, sometimes revealing the sea, sometimes hiding under the sea of blood.

Click!

Countless bone claws seemed to be dancing, constantly making the sound of seeping bones, as if they were waiting for everyone to fall into the water, and they could rush up at any time to tear the person who fell into the water to pieces.

Four bones are so difficult, let alone facing such a large number of bones?

Su Yu couldn't help but feel a huge shock in his heart, his scalp was numb, could this sea of blood really be made up of the blood of countless people?

Suddenly, in this vast sea of blood, a clear Buddha chant sounded: "Life is created by oneself, phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is incarnated, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change." Sitting is also Zen, walking is also Zen, a flower is a world, a leaf is like coming, spring flowers are green, autumn leaves are drifting, infinite if the heart is at ease, silent movement and static body are natural. ”

This Buddha sings with a compassionate atmosphere, the voice is rolling, revealing a sense of vicissitudes, melodious and far-reaching, gently over the sea of blood.

As the Buddha's chant fell, the originally turbulent sea of bitterness suddenly fell silent, and the surface of the bitter sea became calm as a mirror again, only the endless dry bones were still swaying on the surface of the sea.

"What person, come out for me!" Su Yu frowned deeply, and suddenly snorted coldly.

This Buddha singing has the magic of mind-blowing, even Su Yu is irritable, if it is an ordinary person, it is estimated that he will immediately become delirious and be at the mercy of others.

"When the heart moves, things move, and when the heart is still, things are quiet. A thought of foolishness is like a god, and a thought of wisdom is like a life. If you take things and things, you can make things; If things are not things, things are not things. The merit of the name of the thing, the truth of the name of the thing, and the name of the thing is not true, is to be: life does not bring, death does not bring it. The Buddha sang it, still echoing in the sea of blood, and the sound shrouded all directions, and the source of the sound could not be found.

"Shut up for King Ben, get out!" Su Yu's eyes were like knives, looking at the void, and he shouted loudly, like thunder, resounding in the sky above the sea of blood, and the sea water below the direct shock roared, and a skeleton stained with blood surged in the sea.

His voice contained the spiritual power of his whole body, and the lion's roar was exerted to the extreme, and his voice rolled like thunder, condensed but not dispersed, echoing around for a long time.

The Buddha singing has a great lethality, not only does Su Yu feel irritable, but Shuang'er also obviously becomes restless, and sweat appears on her forehead.

So he had to forcibly destroy the rhythmic chant with the same technique.

In fact, Su Yu's judgment was very correct, the Buddha chant was superimposed, and in the end, the bland chanting was like a thunderbolt slashing wildly in the sea of blood, which was a pure spiritual coercion, and it was more terrifying than the lightning that materialized against the divine consciousness.

Fortunately, Su Yu drank in time, and the lion's roar was also a unique study of Buddhism, with the function of Daigo empowerment, it went straight through the clouds, completely overshadowing the Buddha's singing, and the sea of bitterness was turbulent, the waves were monstrous, and the white bones were up and down.

Half an hour later, the Buddha chant and the lion's roar were gone, and the sea of blood slowly returned to calm, leaving only endless skull claws dancing on the surface of the sea.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" An old, low Buddha horn sounded in the sea of suffering, giving people a solemn and sacred-like feeling.

(End of chapter)