Knock Throat!

The moment the hundred-meter giant blood shadow condensed, it was to raise his right foot and take one step.

The blood color that shrouded the silhouette of the hundred-meter figure quickly faded.

It was a huge ghost statue 100 meters tall, wearing blood armor and holding a blood spear.

A huge hideous ghost head, fangs bared, eyes with blood churning, and a blood-colored horn on the top of his head.

A violent and bloodthirsty killing intent erupted from the ghost's body like a tsunami.

And with it.

The huge ghost, waving the blood-colored spear in his hand, wrapped in majestic blood, directly stabbed on the hundred-meter-diameter swastika golden light Buddha seal.

Thundered......

The swastika golden light Buddha seal collapsed violently.

The huge blood-colored ghost shadow was also shocked in the collision, and it staggered back a hundred steps.

The golden light and blood color set off a hundred-meter-high wave in an instant, sweeping in all directions.

All of a sudden, there was a scream.

The people, demons, and ghosts affected by the air wave all turned into powder and disappeared.

An abrupt scene.

Let the Yang Heavenly Master and the monster who were originally immersed in ecstasy all stand in place like a chicken.

How can it be?

The invincible holy monk who swept in all directions was blocked?

"What's that?"

Bai Xiaofeng looked at the hundred-meter-tall giant blood shadow in amazement.

Unscrupulous Master's "Pudu sentient beings", he knows.

The more power is lost, the greater the power of "Pudu sentient beings".

The unscrupulous master spent more than 150 years of his life's cultivation to exert the "Pudu sentient beings", and in his eyes, it was tantamount to a basic operation.

Even, unsurprisingly.

If you put the remnant blood state of the Immortal Venerable on the gladiatorial arena and fight with the unscrupulous master at this time.

Bai Xiaofeng calculated in his heart that the unscrupulous master's victory rate would be greater.

But now, a big tall man suddenly appeared, and he blocked the unscrupulous master with one shot!

"Mighty Ghost King!"

Hades Venerable slowly spoke, and said in a deep voice: "Those nine miscellaneous things, condensed together, can block the Buddha power of the holy monk. ”

Bai Xiaofeng couldn't help but gasp.

No wonder it can stop Master's "Pudu sentient beings".

The unscrupulous master is a person of the Buddhist sect, who uses his life's cultivation to exert "universal sentient beings" to condense the power of the Buddha, and has a natural suppression of evil.

For example, before the unscrupulous master killed the three ghost soldier phalanxes three times, in addition to the reason for the crushing strength, the other reason was because the ghost soldier phalanx suppressed by Fowei could not move and waited to be killed.

And the Mighty Ghost King, which is considered a ghost, is one of the most special ghosts.

Because of the strong ghost king, he has good fortune and good retribution, and it is even recorded in the Buddhist scriptures that he is included in the apologetic ghost king.

Whether it is good fortune or the guardian ghost king, it is enough to make it ignore the Buddha's suppression.

The rest is to fight for strength directly.

The existence condensed by the Yin Power injected by the Nine Supremes will not lag behind the unscrupulous master in terms of strength.

Then.

The powerful ghost king in the air froze his body, his steps moved, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and the bloody spear in his hand waved, setting off the blood in the sky, and rushed directly towards the lonely old monk.

"Slaughter Buddha!"

The deep and hoarse voice exploded in the underworld.

Rumble!

The blood spear broke through the air, setting off a bloody sky, like a blood dragon, and stabbed directly at the lonely old monk sitting high in the air.

The wind is howling.

In an instant, the golden light of qi luck and the sea of blood in the underworld came to a halt.

Facing the bloody spear, the lonely old monk still sat indifferently in the air.

"Amitabha!"

He calmly recited a Buddha name, and stretched out his hands towards the void, clapping.

Buzz rumble......

A 100-meter golden Buddha statue on his head, and his hands move at the same time.

However, this time, he did not follow the trajectory of the lonely old monk's hands.

Instead, at the same time as the huge hands stretched out, the huge golden-bodied Buddha statue bent down and clasped his hands together.

Bang!

The blood-colored spear like a dragon was slapped by the hands of the golden-bodied Buddha statue, and it was firmly controlled in the palm of his hand.

Immediately, the sound of Buddha in the sky came to an abrupt end.

A majestic voice resounded through the underworld.

"Evil obstacles, Hugh is rampant!"

At the same time as the voice sounded, the majestic body of the Mighty Ghost King shook suddenly, and it seemed that it had received a lot of impact.

But in just an instant, the blood in the eyes of the Mighty Ghost King suddenly skyrocketed.

"Let go!"

The muscles of his arms were like undulating mountains, and he violently turned the blood spear, breaking free from the shackles of the golden Buddha statue.

Immediately, the blood spear swung again.

A sea of blood churning.

The wind is blowing.

When he landed, the ghost cried.

The majestic yin qi rushed out along the blood spear, and countless hideous grimaces cried and crashed into the golden Buddha statue.

"My Buddha, compassion!"

In the face of this shot, the lonely old monk folded his hands.

Rumble!

Golden light suddenly burst out from him and the hundred-meter golden-bodied Buddha statue.

It turned into a curtain of light and enveloped the whole body.

The next second.

Bang, bang, bang......

Countless ghosts slammed into the golden light curtain, exploding in an instant, and it was impossible to break the golden light curtain at all.

"Blocked!"

All the Celestial Masters and Youkai in the Yang World were pleasantly surprised.

"It's a little hard."

And in the depths of the sea of blood, Chang Tianqing shook his head helplessly.

The third master Hu and the other people on the side all looked at Chang Tianqing.

As the only demon king in the demon world, his strength naturally overwhelms the entire demon world, and the vision world is naturally not comparable to Hu Sanye.

"The predecessors are saying that the holy monk can't stop it?" Third Master Hu blurted out.

Chang Tianqing shook his head and said solemnly: "That shot hasn't fallen yet." ”

"And one more shot!"

Almost at the same time, the Immortal Venerable, who was standing beside Bai Xiaofeng, spoke in a deep voice.

Bai Xiaofeng's heart twitched fiercely, he forcibly endured the soreness of his nose, and took a step: "He still has my apprentice." ”

However, it is only one step forward.

A large hand was on his shoulder.

"You and I have more important things to do, the holy monk already has the heart of death, he will not fail so easily." Hades said in a deep voice.

As soon as the words fell.

"Slaughter Buddha!"

Bang!

With the hoarse voice of the Mighty Ghost King exploding, the blood-colored spear stabbed into the golden light curtain.

As if shattering glass, the blood wave rolled, and cracks like spider webs instantly cracked on the golden light curtain.

Quack!

With a crisp sound, the golden light curtain completely collapsed.

"Poof!"

The body of the lonely old monk sitting in the air was shocked, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky, and his face turned pale in an instant.

At the same time, the 100-meter golden-bodied Buddha statue hovering above his head was also shocked.

But.

The lonely old monk's hands suddenly grabbed the void in front of him, and grabbed all the blood he spit out in his hands.

"Boye Parami!"

With a sonorous and powerful incantation, the lonely old monk's hands were stained with blood and suddenly wiped on his face.

Airplanes!

Blood stained his face, but it suddenly turned from red to gold.

It was as if a layer of gold paint had been smeared on the face of a lonely old monk.

Meanwhile.

The lonely old monk danced in a robe, and the wind rose.

Suddenly retreating backwards, avoiding the blood spear of the Mighty Ghost King, who was stabbing straight in.

"Offend the majesty of my Buddha, and the poor monk will fight you to the death!"

While the lonely old monk flew back, he slapped his right hand on his heart.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out again.

He waved his hands again, grabbed all the blood in his palms, and wiped it directly from his body.

Airplanes!

The golden light shone brightly, and the blood covered the skin, and it turned into a golden lacquer color.

Shot one after another, vomiting blood again and again.

But in the blink of an eye, the lonely old monk was already covered with gold paint, and his whole body was full of golden light, like a golden-bodied Arhat.

Buzz!

With a loud bang, his hands snapped together.

The lonely old monk stood up directly, and the hundred-meter golden-body Buddha statue behind him also skyrocketed again, directly to a height of two hundred meters.

"The sound of the Buddha is full of heaven, the poor monk has a golden body and a dharma appearance, and the demon is destroyed to show the Buddha!"

Rumble!

The next second.

The disappearing Buddha sound in the sky was like thunder, roaring and exploding.

The lonely old monk covered in gold paint directly turned into a beam of brilliant golden light and rushed directly towards the powerful ghost king opposite.

Meanwhile.

The golden-bodied Buddha statue, which had skyrocketed to a height of two hundred meters, also crashed towards the Mighty Ghost King with a tsunami......

(End of chapter)