Chapter 273: Twelve Yin Gods

The first scroll flashed into the vast world, the ground was covered with corpses, and the blood and water were gurgling into a river, and a king of the wailing clan looked at it.

"Please help, the king."

This scroll actually hooked a supreme king, although it could only attract a trace of power with the help of space, but it was enough to kill everyone.

Those eyes were calm, but the palms of their hands were slightly raised, pointing towards this direction.

"True martial arts? It's just a breath of air. Lin Xingyu didn't wait for Zhang Hao to say anything, he had already rushed in, and the light behind him was like a god.

Another scroll was also opened at this time, the sky and the earth were dark, and countless resentful ghosts and ghosts crawled out of it, forming one powerful statue after another of powerful resentment and hatred to kill Zhang Hao.

The most powerful thing in the wailing clan is spiritual power, there are many spiritual secret methods in martial arts, this scroll has long been refined by the lord of Tianmang Mountain into a spiritual weapon, which has collected countless soul fragments, especially among the twelve war kings, that is he relied on his military exploits to ask the king to make a move, condensed in the battlefield, real

The strength is at the peak of Tianwu, and it can be said that it is on par with him, even if he is trapped in it, he will be killed in an instant.

Lin Xingyu was engrossed, but he felt a little chill in his heart, this day the Lord of Mangshan was too rich, and such a war king could dominate a mountain even on the battlefield.

"Zhang Hao, use the treasure weapon to lock your vitality and don't give those hatred feelings."

Zhang Hao's current expression is stupid and frightened, and there is a desperate smile on his face.

"Brother." Qinglong and Xuanwu attacked the Tianmang Mountain Lord to fight for Zhang Hao's life.

What kind of place is this, the spiritual world, according to the yin and yang, this scroll has turned into a piece of underworld, and the living will definitely not be able to come out if they go in, unless they can kill all the twelve Heavenly Martial War Kings inside.

Is Zhang Hao scared stupid, of course not, but excited.

Although I know that there is a piece of underworld in this world, which has caused great calamities and killed countless people, but those are in the record after all.

And although it is just a scroll in front of him, it is extremely real, not to mention Zhang Hao, Wusheng, Cause, Fahai, Ashoka, Debate, Lingxian, and Little Spirit Bat are all looking at this side of the world.

The Lord of Tianmang Mountain snorted proudly, put the scroll away, and Zhang Hao also disappeared in place, another space treasure.

Space treasures and time treasures are extremely precious and rare, and at the beginning, Zhang Hao took great pains to travel to countless places in order to allow the space in the Buddha Kingdom to enter people, so he barely succeeded in opening up.

The Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand is just a small world, and it is already the limit to be able to accommodate a dozen people, just like this scroll can accommodate thousands of people, but it is far from comparable.

Lyin said in admiration: "The person who made this scroll is so strong, he can easily cut out a piece of underworld and make it into a small world, I am afraid that he is a supreme in charge of space." ”

The debate machine nodded secretly, now he didn't dare to underestimate the powerhouses of this world, and the person who could make such a scroll could already be like the Buddha.

These lonely haters have no intelligence, only know how to instinctively devour each other and fight each other, wandering around in space.

The space is not much at present, the gray sky, there is no sun, moon and stars, and there are no spiritual grass and trees on the ground, only dangerous mountains and bad waters, and there is a mass of death.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but ask: "Is there really reincarnation in this world?" ”

The debate machine said softly: "After death, the soul naturally returns to heaven and earth, just like flesh and blood, heaven and earth have raised us, and we have to return to heaven and earth after death, so that the soul of a monk has the opportunity to recover a certain memory after being regenerated strongly, which can be regarded as a kind of reincarnation in disguise." ”

"If there are too many cultivators in a world, and they don't report it by absorbing it, then the origin of this world will soon wither, or it will automatically condense into a demon to kill the cultivators and return the origin to heaven and earth."

"Therefore, in the truly perfect world, there will be immortal and demon wars every 10,000 years, and its fundamental purpose is to eliminate those who are not suitable for cultivation, or those whose cultivation talent is not high, so that their origin can return to heaven and earth, so that true cultivators can gain enough vitality."

The debate machine smiled and reminded: "Before the three wars of the gods, didn't heaven and earth be torn apart because of a few saints, or the number of immortal witches was not enough, how could there be so many things behind." ”

Ashoka said in a deep voice: "Back then, there was a great power to open six palaces in the underworld as reincarnation, fuse twelve immortal qi, and finally become holy. ”

Zhang Hao was amazed, these people are all big bulls, they have been practicing for tens of thousands of years, and they are just a little ant compared to themselves.

Fahai smiled: "Someone is coming." ”

In this underworld, Zhang Hao directly stood the Buddha Kingdom there, bright, resentful, hateful, and one of the twelve kings of this domain immediately felt it, and dragged this big fork and walked over.

Other Yin Kings are afraid of people, but Zhang Hao and the others wish there were more Yin Kings here.

Zhang Hao suddenly remembered something and asked Wusheng: "After the last two relics were recovered, why is there no more martial arts to inherit?" ”

Wusheng pursed his lips and smiled, his own Buddha master didn't know that it was at this time that he remembered that it was at this time that he wanted to ask.

At that moment, he said, "Lord Buddha, don't you think that you have been lucky lately? ”

Zhang Hao asked, "That's not the spirit bat blessed on me." ”

Wusheng smiled and explained to Zhang Hao that the blessing of the spirit bat is the inheritance skill of the little spirit bat, and Zhang Hao still has an invisible talent "influence", which will make the people around him automatically regenerate their favor, and even invisibly extract a trace of the other party's luck to bless him.

People are attractive, and above the charm is luck, it can be said that Zhang Hao's passive talent is very hated, and he invisibly extracts the luck of others, and others will have a good impression of him.

Zhang Hao calculated in his heart, now there are eight relics manifested, and then the manifestation will be the ninth, nine is the extreme, I am afraid that it is not only the need for soul power.

Now it appears in the underworld here, and there is a traction in the underworld, and the ninth Buddha should appear here.

However, Wusheng privately persuaded Zhang Hao, although every relic is a Buddha, they may not all believe in him like Ananda Wusheng, for example, Lingxian set a barrier to make it difficult for Zhang Hao.

Moreover, Lingxian called Zhang Hao the Lord of the Buddha, and the two words themselves were the general role of the doorman reception, without the slightest respect.

Wusheng played with thousands of people's hearts, and his heart turned to Zhang Hao, reminding him that there was a great power of Buddhism who could go to great lengths to refine such a treasure, which was problematic in itself, maybe it was really for resurrection or ...... Return!

If such a powerful statue is really provoked by Zhang Hao, it will definitely be a disaster rather than a good thing.

Immediately, Zhang Hao shook his head, thinking that these were too far away, and what kind of Buddha the ninth Buddha was, even if it was a debate, he couldn't figure it out.

Outside the Buddha Kingdom, the Yin King who was more than ten meters tall was cracking his mouth and laughing, and his voice moved the heavens and the earth, and he stepped in and looked around.

Fahai nodded slightly, this guy is used to being arrogant, and he will naturally suffer.

With a little finger, he was just about to set up the formation, but he had already made a move and chuckled at the same time: "Senior brother, let me in this first game." ”

The situation around the Yin King immediately changed, and one by one powerful barbarian warriors manifested themselves and killed the Yin King.

The Yin King did not attack indiscriminately, but laughed, the Yin King's infinite wisdom is not weaker than that of real people, and the twelve Yin Kings have their own means, and they practice the secret method in order to transcend here one day.

As an evolution of countless lonely resentments, how could he not see through this little illusion, his body shook, and groups of lonely resentment and hatred also formed a large array and rushed towards the surroundings.

However, his mind is not in the illusion, the existence of the Yin God is one out of ten million, fierce and cunning, and he can come up with a countermeasure in the blink of an eye.

"This is the Golden Blade Collar, I don't know which friend is visiting."

The Yin King waited for a while and saw that he didn't answer, and sneered: "This treasure fell to me, obviously related to me, since you don't speak, I will take this treasure away." ”

The Golden Blade Yin King had an extra black light cover in his hand, and with a light throw, he shrouded the illusion in it.

"This black light mask is that I imitated the heaven and earth here to refine the spirit weapon, ingesting the power of the resentful soul as the source power, and I am covering it, don't expect to go out."

There was a secret pride in his heart: "How can he not see that this is a treasure in the main hall, but he dares to come in and naturally have a barrier, and get this strange treasure that falls from the sky, and there is really hope for transcendence here." ”

Fahai looked at the series of actions of the golden blade and said in a deep voice: "This resentful soul has some ability, even when I am in my prime, I should not be underestimated. ”

Liao Yin said lightly: "We can't leave here, our own mana is not in the Martial Emperor Realm, of course I feel a little difficult, but you and I join forces, even if the Ghost King has to refine him." ”

"Good!"

Fahai began to arrange a series of formations in the illusion of the cause, and soon the two of them were arranged, after all, the golden blade had little combat experience, and he was trapped by Fahai's large array without paying attention, and then a black smoke was blown on his body by Feng Gang.

Then a sword light leaped up from the ground, stabbing at his throat, and a big mountain flew in the sky, directly suppressing it, and there was a Buddhist rune on it that emitted supreme divine power.

The golden blade's body had not yet been completely coordinated, so he had to pick up the big fork and flee outside.

Just when he was about to escape, Ashoka also twitched the heavenly seal in the Buddha Kingdom, and the Golden Blade Yin King was smashed and stumbled, and then several people forcibly suppressed it.

"You damn it......" The golden blade was struggling to maintain a normal figure, and his body kept shaking, and black smoke rose from his body, each black smoke was a powerful soul, and he was easily suppressed in the Futu Tower.

The golden blade's heart was vicious and ruthless, and his body instantly turned into countless black lights, each of which had the angry face of the golden blade on it, rushing away in all directions.

"Hehe, dare to take out this kind of means, extinguish!"

The whole space began to shine brightly, the sound of Buddha bursts, there are lotus flowers falling from the void, black smoke under the lotus flowers let out an unwilling roar, and the writhing faces are extremely hideous.

Although the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the palm is a large hall and the main treasures are the bone book and the cangtian seal, after all, the core is eighteen Buddhist relics, and a Yin King broke in stupidly, which is no different from suicide.

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