While the Asura demon was dealing with Taro Yamamoto, Wakayu also came to my side and looked at me.

I knew he was trying to ask me if this person was saved or not. I don't have that political sense, and I don't know what harm Taro Yamamoto would do to the Special Investigation Bureau and our country if he dies with us.

All I know is a pang in my head, thinking of my compatriots who have been tortured to death in despair.

Such a sad and desperate expression. Sometimes death is a kind of relief, and the most terrible thing is that you can't die.

I glanced at Taro Yamamoto, who was mad in the black fog, and said to Wakayu, "Let's go!" He shouldn't be able to last long. ”

When we returned from where we were and burrowed back into the sewers, Buddha Yin came over.

I asked, "Did you find anything suspicious?" Compass-like? ”

Foyin shook his head, I thought about it, it's okay if I can't find it, anyway, the thing is here with us, it is impossible for Taro Yamamoto to harm people, and besides, so many of Foyin's subordinates can't find it, let alone Taro Yamamoto.

Seeing that I was injured, Buddha Yin kept chattering around me. I was about to go back with Ruoyu to get some rest, when suddenly there was a loud explosion that shook the ground.

Dust rose up, and even smaller stones fell, and a puff of smoke filled the sewer.

What's going on? Could it be that something is wrong with it? Or is it that the Shura demon has come out? It stands to reason that it shouldn't? Otherwise Nanako Matsushima wouldn't have been trapped for so many years? And the Shura demon didn't come out today, right?

Ruoyu's perception has always been sensitive, "Fengzi, there seems to be a huge energy fluctuation on it, someone is fighting?" ”

If foolish says this, I am even more puzzled, could it be that there is someone else who fights with the evil ghosts of Shura? Or is it that Taro Yamamoto is not dead?

After thinking about it, I still have to go up and have a look, otherwise I won't be at ease. As we spoke, another broken stone fell, and we hurriedly followed the back of the Buddha to a safe place.

I took a deep breath as I poked my head out of the sewer, the night air was cool. It's still the same grove from before.

I looked towards the old building, and where was the old building except for a pile of ruins?

Could it be that the big movement just now was because the building collapsed? So what caused the building to collapse?

What's going on with that loud bang?

Ruoyu and I slowly leaned over, and there was no movement except for a piece of broken head turning and poking out the steel bar.

Ruoyu also shook his head at me, indicating that he couldn't sense energy fluctuations.

So where did the Shura demon go? What about Taro Yamamoto?

I was thinking to myself when a pile of bricks exploded. Small pieces of stone are blown away at a speed no less than a bullet that is discharged. I accidentally got a stroke in the shoulder.

A person crawled out of the rubble, because the light was too dim, and only vaguely saw the appearance of a person, as if he was drunk, and staggered to his feet.

Ruoyu walked up to me, I could feel him scared, and asked curiously, "What are you afraid of?" Why is your body shaking like this? ”

Ruoyu said: "I don't know either. The guy on the other side is strong, strong! ”

It was the first time I'd seen Ruoyu like this, and the guy standing on the ruins seemed to sense our breath and turned around and walked towards us.

Through the street lamp in the distance, I saw that this guy seemed to be Taro Yamamoto, but it didn't look like it, the whole person seemed to be swollen in a circle, his arms were about the same thickness as my thighs, and his face was also swollen badly, and his eyes, which were originally small, were now almost invisible.

The voice that spoke was also buzzing, "Ling Sang, come and accompany me!" ”

As he spoke, he threw his fist at me, pushing Ruoyu away, and then took a few steps back, Taro Yamamoto's voice seemed painful. But there are other timbres mixed in the sound.

It was as if this sentence was uttered by dozens of people together.

"What about the Asura demons?" I asked warily.

Taro Yamamoto smiled and said: "I am him, he is me, and none of us can subdue anyone!" I am now like this, thanks to you! ”

I was amazed and thought, is there such an operation? 2-in-1?

Sure enough, this skill is not as simple as one plus one, it is simply increased exponentially. Plus I was hurt again.

Within ten moves, I was crushed under Taro Yamamoto, with a huge palm around my neck.

If you see that I am suppressed, and you can't care about the fear in your heart, you jump onto Taro Yamamoto's back with a jump, wrap your arm around Taro Yamamoto's neck, and then push back desperately.

Taro Yamamoto let go of me, grabbed Ruoyu's arm with two pairs of big hands, and then slowly broke Ruoyu's arm alive, and then turned around and threw Ruoyu away.

Listening to the sound of the clattering of the land, I panicked in pain, and was about to get up and attack Taro Yamamoto. Who knew that the wishful stick was like pounding on cotton, and then my whole person stumbled forward because of the lack of strength.

I saw Taro Yamamoto's body suddenly open in the middle, as if he had been stabbed through it during surgery, and then broke open both ribs.

It's just that Taro Yamamoto doesn't have internal organs such as heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, etc. It's darkness.

I had the illusion that I was being eaten in my stomach by Taro Yamamoto.

But there was no imaginary crowding, except for the darkness, it seemed that there was a lot of space in his abdomen, and I could not only stand and walk, but I could not walk for a long time, and I could not touch the real thing.

Just walking, I noticed that something was wrong, I felt that I was getting more and more tired, and I was getting colder, and my vitality seemed to be disappearing rapidly.

I started to panic a little bit, I felt like my body was aging fast. Anyway, I couldn't get out, so I sat down cross-legged, held the relics in the palm of my hand, and looked at the glimmer of the relics, and my heart calmed down.

Then he naturally put his hands together and began to recite the scriptures, the six-character mantra, the six-character mantra, the Heart Sutra, the Great Day Nyorai Mantra, and the Lengyan Sutra......

But all the scriptures that I know are now coming out of my mouth like a repeater.

There is a word in Buddhism called spitting lotus flowers. Although I am not that profound, if I open my eyes at this moment, I will see that every scripture that comes out of my mouth turns into a golden word around me.

Gradually, I felt that the loss of vitality seemed to slow down a lot. And there are slowly signs of coming back.

But I didn't know anything at this point. Like an old monk, I recited the scriptures I had read over the years.

As I read more and more, almost all of my body was dyed golden.

The relics in my hand seemed to feel the supreme Dharma. It also floated into the air and kept spinning.

In the boundless darkness, there was an empty Brahman sound, and gradually around me, a group of unjust souls gathered.

The resentment and fierceness on their faces gradually disappeared, and were replaced by a serenity of relief.