"King Jizo, come out!" Looking at the ancient temple in front of him, He Heng parted his hands and said coldly, and at the same time, the mighty coercion hit the front, causing the heavens and the earth to tremble, roaring in all directions, and the endless evil qi made people tremble.

"Amitabha!" Just when He Heng's coercion hit the ancient temple and many monks were frightened, a loud Buddha horn resounded in all directions, thousands of colorful golden lights illuminated the darkness, and endless 'swastika' prints flew out, dissipating He Heng's coercion and evil spirit.

Immediately, an old monk wearing a black robe with compassion on his face slowly walked out of the ancient temple, looking at He Heng, he put his palms together and said: "Black Mountain Daoist, I don't know what you are looking for a poor monk?"

"You are the King of Jizo?" He Heng asked.

"The little monk is. He nodded, and as he meditated on the scriptures, an aura of peace centered around him and spread.

"And you know this seat?"

"Black Mountain Daoyou has just killed the evil king of Hui and become the first person in the underworld, no matter how ignorant the poor monk is, he also knows. ”

"Good. He Heng nodded and said, "One thing that came to this seat today, hand over King Qin Guang to me." ”

King Jizo said, "Why?"

He Heng said: "No, this important person, you just give it!"

King Jizo sighed and said: "It's not that the poor monk doesn't give face to the Taoist friends, but the Yuan Shen of the King of Qin Guang has been hit hard, and the poor monks have maintained his vitality with mana all these years, if he is allowed to be taken away by the Taoist friends, he will definitely die." What's more, if the Taoist friend wants him, the purpose is by no means simple, and it is difficult for the poor monk to obey his fate. ”

He Heng's face turned cold: "Do you know the price of refusing this seat?"

King Jizo said: "The poor monk naturally knows the power of the Taoist friends of Montenegro, but the monk is compassionate, and the poor monk cannot sit idly by and watch this matter." ”

"To be merciful is to do what you can. Give you a choice, take the three moves of this seat, and you can save his life today!"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!" King Jizo sighed, stared at He Heng with a firm gaze, and said slowly.

The name of the old demon of Montenegro resounded in the underworld and hell, and all the ghosts bowed down to it, how did he not know. This is a peerless powerhouse who stands at least at the peak of the half-ancestor, even if the Buddha is in person, he may not be invincible, although he is a famous strong man in Buddhism, but his cultivation is only worthy of entering the door of the half-ancestor.

The disparity in strength is very obvious.

Even if it is only three moves, it is also a danger of life and death.

But he made a great wish to benefit all sentient beings, how could he ignore this matter because of his lack of strength?

Although ten thousand deaths, I will go!

With the determination of sacrifice surging in his eyes, the prayer beads of the King of Jizo were stirred, and he took the lead in attacking He Heng.

"Okay, your bearing has made this seat admire!" He Heng sighed in admiration, his five fingers bluffed, turning into a giant hand covering the sky, covering the heavens and the earth, and where he passed, the void collapsed, and all laws became empty.

The king of Jizo shouted violently, spat out the six-character mantra, thousands of Buddhas opened the way, and the power of Shenghua swept away, and he tried his best to resist this world-shattering palm.

Bang!

The giant palm pressed the sky, the earth sank, hundreds of millions of miles collapsed, and the cracked land engulfed countless yin spirits, as if the world was destroyed.

The light of the Buddha shines, lighting up the vitality, a little light illuminates the darkness, tearing the corner of the giant hand, and forcing out a little vitality.

The corner of the mouth of the King of Jizo vomited blood, but the will in his eyes was unyielding, and the endless Buddha Yuan operated, blasting open the giant palm.

"Very good, the second move is coming!" He Henggao snorted, and with a slight touch of the index finger of his right hand, a crystal sword light suddenly slashed out, carrying the will of heaven, ruthless indifference, invincible will, irresistible power, and slashed towards the King of Jizo.

Three knives on the top, providence!

In the face of this ruthless and peerless sword, King Jizo's hair was scattered, and he roared proudly: "Hell is not empty, and you will not become a Buddha!" Thousands of phantoms emerged from behind him, all of them were the Yin Spirits that he had transformed over the years, and at this moment, under the blow of his life, he was willing to help him.

The shadow of the Buddha is vast, and the saint is brilliant.

The sword light of providence slashed down and was disintegrated layer by layer.

"Poof!" King Jizo spat out a mouthful of blood again, his breath was extremely sluggish, the move just now had already consumed tens of thousands of years of his cultivation, and he was no longer able to fight at this moment.

"With your current state, it's impossible to take the last move of this seat, it's not bad to see you, this seat can open the net, step back now, spare you from dying. He Heng persuaded that he saw a belief in the body of the king of Jizo that belonged to the martyrs, and it was rare to have a little kindness.

But his kindness is destined to be unappreciated.

King Jizo shook his head firmly, stood up with difficulty, and said without hesitation: "Poor monks will never steal their lives!"

"Bodhisattva, don't!" At this time, many monks rushed out of the ancient temple behind him, looking at him sadly and anxiously.

"Amitabha, get out of the way, don't grieve. Glancing at them, King Jizo said expressionlessly, his tone was so flat that the monks were speechless when they saw his gaze.

"It seems that you have made up your mind, then I'm sorry, although I don't want to kill you, but in front of this seat, there can be no one in the way!" He Heng shook his head and said in a very indifferent tone.

"Come on!" King Jizo's face was joyless and sorrowless, like a withered tree, standing in front of the ancient temple, rooted in heaven and earth, and eternal and unfalling.

He Heng's body was full of evil energy, and a shocking blow was brewing, and he was about to strike a killing force to destroy all the existences that stood in his way.

At this moment, an unusually weak voice sounded: "Enough, Bodhisattva, don't sacrifice for me like this. Montenegrin old demon, I know what you want, I can give it to you. ”

"Oh, you are King Qin Guang?" He Heng looked at this very weak woman who had walked out of the ancient temple.

"Not bad. King Qin Guang's face showed a heroic spirit, although his breath was very sluggish, but his bearing was very extraordinary.

"Okay, you summon the Origin. He Heng nodded.

"Lord Qin. King Jizo looked at King Qin Guang, and stopped talking, just because all words had been forced back by the other party's sharp gaze.

"Bodhisattva, I am grateful for everything you have done for me, but my affairs can be solved by myself. King Qin Guang said, also communicating with the origin of the underworld, and asked He Heng to follow the contact and find the origin that belonged to him.

"Well, with the help of these two origins, I can slowly deduce the other eight realms, so that I can refine the entire underworld here and unite it with the Eternal Kingdom, which will definitely bring the grade of the Eternal Kingdom to a higher level. He Heng said secretly in his heart.

At this moment, his gaze suddenly stopped on King Qin Guang.

"There seems to be something on your body, very scary!"

"You mean that. King Qin Guang took out a stone leg and shook it at He Heng, "Black Mountain Old Demon, the dignity of Yama cannot be desecrated, you and I will die together!"

"Don't, Qin Guang!" Seeing the stone legs, King Chu Jiang, who had been silent, changed his face and shouted in a lost voice.